The puppet soldiers around them flocked to them like a flood, the blades in the hands of the puppet soldiers glowed with cold light, Lan Qinghe even saw that the puppet soldiers at the back were already holding magic weapons like mortal 'crossbows', and the cold light of the arrows had enveloped them.

An abyss like a moat appeared in front of Lan Qinghe, this is a sword she swung with all her strength, a trace of sword momentum is still circulating in this abyss like a canyon, countless puppet corpses are piled up in it, this is the power of the natal sword element, condensing the sword momentum to exert a strong sword, which can make the gold and iron inch broken, and the river is intercepted, according to legend, there was once a monk of the Great Perfection of the Sword Sect, a sword cut a big river, and a huge sword qi appeared in the middle of the big river, and the river filled this ravine, it took a whole day, this is the origin of the rumor that the sword power of the Sword Sect can make the rivers and lakes intercept。

"Alas" Although Lan Qinghe regretted it in her heart, after all, she had been the sect master for decades, and she could let it go at the moment, and the only ones she couldn't let go of were her favorite disciples Yi Lan and Yunlan Sect.

'Hum' When the overwhelming arrows fall, everything is already a foregone conclusion.

"Sword Sect" Lan Qinghe looked at the gloomy sky with a confused look, and remembered what her master had said to her when she was sitting down.

"The Sword Sect is just a little stronger than the innate one, although it has the 'potential', but no matter how strong it is, there is a limit after all, if you don't become a sword emperor, you will end up being an ant. "In ancient times, the Sword Sect was everywhere, and the Sword Emperor was everywhere, that was the great era, but after the first battle of the demons, this glory gradually declined, leaving only endless yearning and dead immortal mounds for future generations.

From the moment this immortal mound was born, it seemed to be doomed, Sword Sect. In the world of Shenzhou, it is no longer a powerful representative.

At this moment, she is desperate, and she has no trace of vitality and spiritual power left, and the next thing is death.

"Sect Master Lan Qinghe?" Suddenly, two voices set off a storm in Lan Qinghe's heart.

Lan Qinghe turned her eyes to look, and suddenly a dazzling golden light pierced her eyes, and a golden mountain formed by golden sand appeared in front of her, and in front of the golden mountain, Changkong and Yunqin, who were covered in injuries, looked at her with concern.

"Elder Changkong, Elder Yunqin?" Lan Qinghe seemed to be in a dream at this moment, a dream that was extremely beautiful.

"Sect Master, am I dreaming?" The disciple beside him suddenly shouted, and Lan Qinghe suddenly raised the long sword in his hand. A sword slashed his arm.

Suddenly, blood flowed from the snow-white arm, and bursts of pain welled up in my heart.

"Didn't dream?" Lan Qinghe muttered to herself, and at this time, even she, the sect master of a middle sect, became a little out of shape.

"Sect Master Lan Qinghe. Are you okay. Changkong and Yunqin stepped forward and asked, at this time they had already healed their injuries. There is no danger anymore. This gives them enough time to recover from their injuries.

"There really is no dream, we are saved, we don't have to die, we are saved"

"Hahaha, we're saved, we're saved, hahaha. The two female disciples suddenly hugged each other like crazy. The tears in my eyes kept flowing, and the joy in my heart could not be expressed in any words.

Lan Qinghe suddenly looked at Changkong and Yunqin, and said in an excited tone, "Did the two elders save us?"

"Ugh. Changkong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "We are in the same situation as you." They all appeared here at the last minute, and we haven't figured it out yet. ”

Subsequently, Lan Qinghe began to heal himself under the care of Yunqin, and after that, the three of them began to talk about what happened to them.

"In this way, this formation should be passed out when every monk who enters the formation is in the most danger," Yunqin muttered.

"Impossible, if that's the case, then what can I say about my dead disciples?" Lan Qinghe shook his head and said, a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes, but those are all elite disciples of the Yunlan Sect, as long as they are given time, there will be many people who will be promoted to the Sword Sect in the future.

"Someone rescued us over there, could it be that someone helped us break the formation?" Changkong said.

"Is this possible? Each formation has only one eye, and the eye is only within the formation, and there was only us in that formation at that time, and there was no one else. Yunqin said.

"Maybe" Changkong was suddenly silent for a while, and then said: "Maybe the formation we are in is the same formation." ”

"Impossible, we all have our own encounters in the formation, and even the scenery is different, how can it be that we are in the same formation? I have never heard of such a formation?" Yun Qin retorted again, Lan Qinghe rarely spoke at this time, only said a word from time to time, it seemed that everything just now hit her hard.

"No, as far as I know, there is a kind of formation in ancient times, this array contains a lot of things, infinite changes, not only can evolve the four directions, but also can be used to deal with opponents, as long as you are trapped by this formation, no matter how many magic weapons you have, no matter how powerful your tricks, you can't fight against all kinds of dangers in the formation, and the most clever thing about that formation is that its array eye is not in the array, but outside the array, the array holder holds the array eye, and can control everything in the array as he wants, if your strength is far beyond the strength of the arrayer, then you can naturally break out of the formation, if your strength is lower than the arrayer, or on par with the arrayer, then if there is no one to rescue, and in the end, it was impossible to escape the fate of being buried in the array. Changkong said with some solemnity.

"What kind of formation is this?" Lan Qinghe and Yun Qin asked at the same time.

"Liuhe array, Liuhe Eight Desolations, the four sides of heaven and earth, called the Liuhe array. Changkong said solemnly.

"Aang. Suddenly, there was a roar, which frightened the three people in the sky, and they immediately stood up, and the sword in their hands was immediately unsheathed.

'Bang' a figure was thrown out of the foggy formation, only to see that he was covered in tattered clothes, and some of his private parts were even exposed, this is a man, a very young man.

Yun Qin and Lan Qinghe's faces suddenly turned red, and the two female disciples hurriedly turned their backs and fled behind Lan Qinghe.

But although Yunqin and Lan Qinghe were also extremely shy, they were calm after all, and the roar just now was full of evil energy.

"Xingqi?" Changkong recognized this young man, this was the highest cultivator among those scattered cultivators, named Xingqi.

"Quick, save me, save me. Xingqi saw the sky, as if he had seen a savior, and quickly pounced.

The mouth of the 'boom' shook for a while, as if something had hit it, but the thick fog rolled for a while, and 'Ang' let out a terrible roar, like the screams of some monster, but then it was suppressed by the formation.

"Whew. The tense nerves in the sky finally relaxed, it seemed that the things inside could not break out of this formation space, put their minds at ease, and held Xingqi who was already scarred with both hands.

And Yun Qin and Lan Qinghe hurriedly turned around at this time and walked to the back of Jinsha in the main hall with two female disciples. (To be continued......)

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