Not only did cracks sway on the ground as if the ground was shaking like a mountain, but cracks also suddenly appeared in the large clouds and mist created by the Seven Swords Phantom Cloud Array, and even in the transparent mid-air, even if they couldn't see it, they could feel the existence of cracks.

The seven monks looked horrified, and their actions were incomparably unified, and they flew straight out.

But the speed of escape is still not as fast as the seven rifts!

Their minds were united, and suddenly they all flashed behind the rocky peaks, but the premonition of danger still drove them to turn around and run wildly.

The sword intent was taken directly, mixed with a huge anger, along the ground, the ground cracked, the rocks, the rocks, even if the mountains and rocks blocked, but they couldn't slightly reduce the speed of the sword intent's galloping, and they were still chasing after the seven people!

Although they scattered and fled everywhere, the tacit understanding of practicing the sword formation for decades made these seven sword cultivators have a premonition in their hearts - if they don't leave the Cangyuan, the spirit sword will be destroyed!

They don't even have a voice, that's a waste of time.

The seven talismans were pinched and broken by Qi Qi.

In an instant, the seven figures dissolved and left the Cangyuan in the white light.

At the same time, the emerald pen in Xing Tianye's hand also carried a thousand powers, and pressed down heavily on the giant sword of the bearded sword cultivation like thick ink and paper.

Originally, the bearded swordsman had no intention of fighting, and then saw that the Seven Swords Guiyun Array had already fallen apart, and scolded his mother hundreds of times in his heart, and hurriedly took back the giant sword - this is the magic weapon of his own life, if he is hit like this, he must be broken, but if the giant sword is withdrawn, he can only bear the attack from Xing Tianye, and he slammed it to his chest at this moment.

His talisman was properly hidden there, and under one blow, a white light appeared, and at the moment when Xing Tianye's stroke swept into his figure, he disappeared.

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Beyond the wilderness.

Snowstormy and icy days.

The wind and snow in the Kunlun Mountains kept blowing on a floating city in mid-air.

The structure of the castle is extremely simple, surrounded by a circle of terraces, and further inwards are twelve high-arched gates, which are engraved with runic patterns above and directly below the doors.

These twelve giant gates are the teleportation locations of the various sects when the Cangyuan is opened.

Outside the terrace, the flow of mana could be faintly seen, a thick shield that shielded the people on the terrace from the blizzard winds.

On this circular terrace, there are already dozens of people scattered around, as the monks of the sects such as the Alien Fire Gate and the Beast Control Sect that were forced out of Cangyuan in front, they don't have much resentment, the strength of the small sect is low, and this result is inevitable.

The monks could not understand the frustration in the hearts of the elders who led the team, but instead found each other's friends who had met before to greet and greet each other.

"Which of you was beaten out of the plain by whom?"

"Kunlun Yuanzong. "The disciple of the Alien Fire Sect said.

"We met Xuantian Sect. ”

"It's really bad luck. ”

The indifference and pretense of the monks of the small sect cannot infect the Mystic Method.

The monk of the Mystic Law Sect, who had already been reprimanded by the elders of the sect, was beside him, and couldn't help but speak, "The one with the worst luck is us. The big fireball of your alien fire gate is used by others, and you can't control it yourself......"

"That's no ordinary fireball. The disciple of the Alien Fire Sect said, "It is the one who carries the soul of the fire phoenix of this sect." ”

Xin Yi eased up a little at this time, and said a little depressed: "If you took the opportunity to help us fight Kunlun together, at least a few of them would have been brought out." If you don't help, but the big sect wants to reap the benefits of the fisherman, who will you rely on to miss the best opportunity?"

This sentence was quite polite, but the disciples of the Mystic Method Sect were also disciplined by the deacon elders because of this behavior, and their expressions were gloomy for a while, and they no longer argued.

As he spoke, a white light flashed at the teleportation of the Imperial Sword Gate, and the figure of the bearded and fat sword cultivator appeared on the terrace, and saw that just a few feet away from the door, seven people were sitting cross-legged, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "You Sword Array Hall people are too fucking useless! Seven to one, and you make this bird-like." ”

"Say we're useless, just try it. One of them had a weak breath, and he was a little annoyed by the scolding, his heart was agitated, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding again.

These seven people really have words of suffering.

They all thought that they would be safe when they got out of Cangyuan, and they were also afraid that the natal spirit sword would be injured, so they finally broke the talisman, but what they didn't expect was that after they broke away from Cangyuan, a sword intent that did not belong to them still burst out on the seven spirit swords!

Only then did they understand that these seven wisps of sword intent had already been infused into their spirit swords when they were within the phantom array, and they were given a heavy blow when they were out of the Cangyuan and teleported to the terrace, when their bodies and minds were most relaxed!

"Chen Da Shovel, don't gloat. That person is really very powerful, I have a little suspicion that he is the Luo Yun that the ancestor said, the seven of us hurried to hurry, but the result was that the person was already here but was still injured by his sword intent. One of the monks said weakly.

The other person said, "What about you people from Jianyuan Hall?"

At this point, the fat man with the beard, that is, Chen Da Shovel, saw that the seven people were not lightly injured, so he stopped sneering and said, "I'll look for it." ”

His real name is Chen Hao, because the natal spirit sword he cast is very huge, not like a sword, but like a shovel, so he was given such a name by the same door.

He looked around here, but he didn't see the other three Jianyuan Hall monks, so he wondered, "Are they still inside?" and wondered, "Since they are inside, why did they run away and not come to join us?"

The monk next to him, who didn't know which sect it was, sneered lightly and said with a smile: "Maybe I'm hiding myself and waiting to pick up the leak later, and if I mix with you, won't I be caught in a net?"

Chen Hao wanted to refute him, but he really had nothing to say.

After entering Cangyuan, the kid from the Kendo Hall ran away at the beginning, and then three more were separated one after another, and now the eight of them were driven out of Cangyuan first.

The white light in the floating city flickered, and there were scattered figures teleported out, which also showed that the battle in Cangyuan seemed to be very fierce.

At this time, the eleven sects other than the Kunlun Yuan Sect led the Dharma protectors or elders to sit on the second floor.

Emperor Fu Kui, the master of the Sword Dao Hall of the Imperial Sword Sect, finally fought for seven places in front of the ancestor, but now he was the first to come out, and as soon as he came out, it was a whole set of seven, how could his face be good-looking? ”

The powerful Taoist of the Miaofa Sect had just trained the twelve monks of the sect, and as soon as he returned to the second floor, he heard Huangfu Kui's words, and said with a smile: "There are still four monks in the Imperial Sword Gate, at least it is better than me, and the whole army will be wiped out!"