Ye Qing's gaze continued to sweep over the Nine Palaces Hall of Nuoda, and the array of the entire hall should be in it.

Suddenly, I remembered that when I first came here, although the surroundings were closed, there was still fresh air and aura, and when I thought about it at this time, it must be because of the relationship between the array and the eye here.

Ye Qing's eyes scanned back and forth in the surroundings, and suddenly settled on the golden mountain formed by the golden sand.

'Huh' right hand condensed into a sword finger, and with a finger pointing out, a sword qi several meters long suddenly came out.

'Boom' Those golden sands were instantly separated by this sword qi, like a mountain that had been cut in half, and there was a deep and long canyon in the middle.

And in the middle of the golden mountains on both sides, the jasper fairy coffin was still lying there quietly.

Ye Qing stepped forward slowly, his palm gently stroked the top of the jasper immortal coffin, and the warm feeling came to his heart, and Ye Qing gently pulled it.

The 'Kaziz' jasper coffin suddenly began to slide along the ground.

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, and the power in his hand instantly increased, and he pulled suddenly.

A burst of white light emanated from the bottom of the jasper immortal coffin in an instant, and then enveloped the entire Nine Palaces Hall.

And at the six foggy formations, powerful breaths leaked out from inside.

Ye Qing's face changed, and now as a Sword Sect, his perception was no longer comparable to the Innate Great Perfection.

In just an instant, he could feel that within those six formations, there were more than a dozen cultivators' auras entrenched inside, and several of them revealed cultivation that far exceeded his own......

'Woo' Just when the jasper immortal coffin array was opened, directly in front of Ye Qing, on the wall of the main hall of the Nine Palaces, a stone door appeared out of thin air, and Ye Qing didn't want to carry the Seven Star Steps and quickly entered it.

And in the hall behind him, the six foggy formations overflowed with white light, followed by bursts of strong monk aura and bursts of fierce roars.

Here, it is the eye of the formation, and the jasper immortal coffin is the place where the formation eye is lifted, the jasper immortal coffin was moved by Ye Qing, and the **array was naturally broken, unless the jasper immortal coffin returned to its original position, the **array would be restarted.

The sword rain poured down in the sky, and there was no place to avoid in the heavens and the earth, from the original thousands, to tens of thousands, to hundreds of thousands, and then to millions, a steady stream of sword rain appeared one after another.

Changkong is already at the end of the crossbow, this is too powerful, it is not at all something that he can fight against as a sword sect.

He looked around, except for the long sword that made his heart tremble, there was no other shadow, even Yunqin, he didn't know what her situation was at this time.

The long swords that had stopped in place suddenly seemed to come to life again, shooting towards the sky like locusts.

Changkong weakly held the sword in his hand, and looked at the sword rain that was inexhaustible, scattered, and useless with a somewhat desperate face.

"Heaven will kill me. Changkong closed his eyes and greeted the fate of being pierced by thousands of long swords in the next moment.

The vitality is exhausted, and even the spiritual power is severely damaged, in the face of this situation, there is only the Sword Emperor who can still be immortal.

The sword wind whistled in his ears, and the fierce sword qi even scratched his skin, leaving blood gurgling behind.

Suddenly, Changkong seemed to feel a strong golden light surging in front of him, and he knew that the next moment he would be wiped out.

"Changkong Daoist?" A familiar voice came from his ears, and Changkong's heart was shocked, and the stinging sword qi around his body seemed to have disappeared, this voice

Changkong opened his eyes, and in an instant, he felt an extremely strong golden light fill his eyes, closed them slightly, and opened them again, and after adapting, he saw Yunqin standing there covered in injuries, looking at himself in surprise.

"Daoist friend Yunqin?" Changkong looked at Yunqin in surprise, and then regardless of the injuries on his body, he took two steps forward, looking straight at the entire empty hall.

"This is" Changkong looked at Yun Qin suspiciously, but saw that Yun Qin also shook his head, although his heart was full of doubts, he still looked at each other and smiled, after all, it is still a very happy thing to be able to escape from death.

"Sect Master, no, no, no" a female ** with teary eyes ** hugged another female **, and the female ** who was being held kept bleeding blood from her chest.

Her breathing gradually became rapid and weak, and suddenly, she grabbed Lan Qinghe with both hands, and a pair of bright eyes stared at Lan Qinghe tightly, and finally, it slowly dimmed.

She died, Lan Qinghe's heart was aching, very painful, and in the blink of an eye, there were already seven elite ** buried here, looking at the mountains of corpses outside Shandong, and the puppet army that was still rushing over.

They have to die in the end!

This is a cruel fact, a cruel fact that is cruel and has to be accepted.

"Sect Master, what to do, what to do. Looking at the corpses of many senior brothers and sisters around her, the female ** obviously said at a loss.

'Huh' Lan Qinghe didn't speak, only to see a streamer fly into the hole, and the face of the crying female ** in front of her instantly froze, and finally she looked at Lan Qinghe with that frightened gaze for the last time, and her whole body fell down heavily.

An arrow, an arrow made of dark iron, with poison enough to kill the innate monk.

This arrow passed through the white and flawless neck of the female **, bringing out wisps of brilliant blood.

"Be careful, everyone. Lan Qinghe quickly shouted to the ** behind her, but her words just landed.

'Hum' only heard a wasp-like sound outside, and everyone looked and saw that dense arrows had already flown towards the hole.

Lan Qinghe slapped out with one palm, and suddenly a huge enchantment formed by the condensation of Yuan Qi sealed the entrance of the cave, "Find a place to hide, my enchantment can only support for a while." ”

Although it's just a small cave, it's good that the inside is not in a straight line with the outside, and there are some twists and turns inside.

'Boom''Boom'Boom'

'Ding'''Ding'Ding'

A chaotic sound of gold and stone collision sounded, which lasted for more than ten breaths, when the sound dissipated, Lan Qinghe's eyes slightly revealed the boulder where he was hiding, and when he looked at the entrance of the cave, he saw arrows all over the ground, as dense as grass on the ground.

And the corpses of the original Yunlan Sect have long been submerged by these arrows, and they can't tell who is who.

No matter whether you are a man or a woman, whether you are beautiful or ugly, at this moment, they all turn into a pool of blood, melt into the earth, and have no distinction from each other.

The sound of footsteps and armor sounded, and everyone's hearts suddenly lifted.

Lan Qinghe quickly walked out of the boulder, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the entrance of the stone cave.

A row of figures appeared in Lan Qinghe's eyes, followed by the second row, and the third row was endless.

On their black iron armor, a large ancient seal 'Qin' character is imprinted on it, their eyes are cold, they ignore all death, they do not see any mercy, they only belong to battle, they only belong to war.

They are the Qin Army, an ancient fighting machine, although they are just puppets, they can still make people feel the strength of the Qin State back then.

"The sword qi is turbulent. Lan Qinghe raised the long sword in his hand, and then a sword fell heavily, and suddenly a piece of colorful clouds flashed in the hole, Lan Qinghe's whole person seemed to be wearing a colorful Xia clothes, and one after another sword qi swung out, and Lan Qinghe's figure suddenly seemed to merge with this brilliant sea of clouds.

The turquoise blue long sword in 'Xiu's hand instantly shone brightly, and Lan Qinghe's toes lightly clicked, and suddenly a mighty force burst out.

'Boom' A long sword qi emanated from Lan Qinghe's hand, and then headed towards the outside of the cave.

'Boom' Lan Qinghe burst out with absolute strength at this moment, and the powerful sword qi instantly killed those puppets outside the cave, and then the whole person rushed into the puppet army, wielding the long sword in his hand and killing it.

Blood splashed, and one by one the puppet soldiers fell, and each time a puppet soldier fell, Lan Qinghe's sword qi became even stronger.

"Sect Master. Those ** also rushed out at this time, and when they saw Lan Qinghe's rush one by one, their blood surged up in an instant, and the fear in their hearts was dispelled by this blood.

The remaining ** of 'Qiang', 'Qiang' and 'Qiang' all pulled out the long sword in their hands in an instant, and rushed into the puppet army with a shout.

The sky is darker, the earth is redder, and the blood between heaven and earth is heavier.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and Lan Qinghe stood there with the ** behind her, behind them, there were hundreds of puppet soldiers, including three sects**.

Although these puppets are also innate cultivators, they only have innate strength, and they lack the kind of agility and swordsmanship of human beings.

The puppets only know how to repeat one action, raise their swords, slash, a sword sect, a sword sect that rushes to kill regardless of life and death, it can be said that there is no pressure to deal with this kind of innateness, and these elites of the Yunlan Sect are all talented characters, as long as they use their strength properly, it is also a very simple thing to be ten with one, not to mention that there is a sword sect monk in front of them.

As the time passed, there were more and more corpses on the ground, and there seemed to be more puppets alive, which was really endless.

Lan Qinghe is really desperate, these puppets exist in accordance with this formation, as long as this formation is not broken, these puppets will never be killed, even if you are tired to death, you will not be able to finish killing.

What about the Sword Sect? Even if it was the Sword Sect, under this kind of formation, it could not find a way to break the formation, and in the end, it could only die of exhaustion in this endless rush.

"Sect Master, I can't do it anymore. A ** panted, her face was blue, and her body was covered with sweat, and suddenly she threw herself on the ground, her body was motionless, and her arms soon became dark purple.

The essence is exhausted, the qi and blood are dried up, the vitality has been dispersed, and this ** has been exhausted to death.

Lan Qinghe suddenly wanted to laugh, what is she here for?

But now

Lan Qinghe looked at the two remaining numb ** beside him, now, what is the point of these? )