The nine-zhang long Qinglian sword qi cut through the void, slashed down with a sword, and killed inseparablely.

The monk smirked and greeted the sword with his arms open!

However, at the critical moment, Mu Weiming turned his sword move, slashed down diagonally, cut off the hand and leg of the Miscellaneous Monk, and then turned into a cyan light and shadow that rushed through the approaching tornado.

At this moment, the fifteen monks in the eye of the tornado opened their eyes at the same time, and suddenly a huge coercion suppressed Mu Weiming, who had left with Extreme Sword.

Mu Weiming's immortal Dao sword intent erupted, piercing the coercion and rushing out quickly!

"Kill!"

The wind flows through thousands of rivers without a trace!

The first to strike was a suave young man dressed in white, I saw him control the tornado, and the start was a great move, and in an instant, the wind in the entire wind array was attracted by him!

Mu Weiming, who rushed forward at great speed, sensed the change in the wind and was about to respond, when the young man in white had already appeared in front of him, his two swords intertwined, and he was fiercely slashed!

Qinglian out of the water!

The sword light is staggered, the sword explodes, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the wind flow stops.

The blockade of a sword caused the other fourteen Wind Monks to arrive at the same time and surround Mu Weiming at the core.

The tornado roared, blocking any breachable space around it.

Mu Weiming had the illusion that his position had become the biggest eye of the entire wind gust.

"Stay, practice with us, comprehend the Dao realm of the wind, the extreme realm of the Dao!"

One of them said, his tone was calm, but with extreme fanaticism, unquestionable, undeniable!

"Who are you?"

Since the other party just surrounded him and didn't do it immediately, it was better to see what these people were going to do.

"Who are we ......"

There was a monk with a look of confusion in his eyes, they had been cultivating here for an unknown number of years, how many years they had experienced, they had been comprehending the way of the wind, and they had not talked to anyone for a long, long time.

They had only one thought in their hearts, to stay with the monks who came here. Initiate with them!

"Wind Dao Realm, you need to practice with us!" another monk took over, avoiding the question.

"What if Ben Dao insists on leaving?"

Mu Weiming held the Qingxu Immortal Sword tightly, although he had a general understanding of their combat power when he fought with the first one, once fifteen people attacked at the same time, it might be really difficult for him to take it, but if he broke through, it was still possible.

It's just that he has a gut feeling that he can't kill anyone here. Otherwise he will be in very big trouble and it will be difficult for him to leave.

It was an instinct that came to the friar.

Trouble!

"You can't leave, the artistic conception of the wind that you have comprehended is about to enter the Tao, and you can't give up halfway!" said a monk in a stern voice.

"Get out of the way!"

The Qinglian sword intent that had accumulated to the point of rage completely erupted, tearing the eye of the storm.

Green lotus blooms!

Suddenly, the tornado exploded, and Mu Weiming killed a blue-clothed monk.

The blue-clothed monk reacted extremely quickly, and immediately sacrificed his magic weapon and used his magical powers. Condensed a very subtle wind whirlpool, and actually decomposed Mu Weiming's Qinglian sword qi in a very short period of time.

Mu Weiming showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, and immediately turned around and killed the other person.

Whether it is in the Kunxu Cultivation True Realm, or in the Hengchong Star Domain. Anyone who has come into contact with Mu Weiming knows that his sword qi is condensed and terrifying, and even the strongest cultivator in this realm can't easily decompose his sword qi.

Even in this world thousands of years ago, the immortals who ascended to the Immortal Realm fell under Mu Weiming's sword!

It was here that his sword qi was decomposed.

"Qinglian out of the water!"

The sword blooms. The green lotus blossoms, Mu Weiming quickly kills the newly locked target.

The monk was not afraid at all, and stroked his hands. An oval-shaped wind tunnel appeared in the space, and the endless wind was quickly inhaled in this wind tunnel, carrying with Mu Weiming's sword qi.

Rumble!

With a sword explosion, the wind tunnel exploded, and the monk killed Mu Weiming unscathed!

Fifteen monks in the wind worked together to besiege and kill Mu Weiming, each showing their magical powers, and for a while, the entire wind gust illusion realm shook, and countless storms staggered the space, making this space appear faint and chaotic.

With the help of the artistic conception of the wind that he has comprehended, Mu Weiming is not afraid of the encirclement and killing of fifteen monks in the wind, and the sword qi of Qinglian is vertical and horizontal, and he will not fall into the wind!

After several days of fierce fighting, Mu Weiming was trapped in the core by fifteen Wind Monks, and it was difficult to break through the land of a hundred zhang.

However, the two sides have been fighting so far, and there is no purpose to take the opponent's life, so that it has become more difficult for Mu Weiming to break through.

"If you can't enter the Tao in the artistic conception of the wind, you will never be able to break through this place, and I invite fellow Daoists to practice with me!"

"Ha, if you think that Mu Weiming can only use the Qinglian Sword Technique, it will be ridiculous!"

Mu Weiming put away the Qingxu Immortal Sword, pressed his hands on the Ziyu Ming Lantern Pole, and the extremely powerful Extremely Cold Lantern Yuan poured into it frantically, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were cold, and the frost and snow were one after another.

In the dazzling cold, but I heard a loud shout.

"Yin and Yang are reversed, and the cold light is set in Cangyu!"

The fifteen monks in the wind changed their colors awe-inspiringly, and at the same time closed their eyes, wanting to use their magical powers to resist.

At this time, they found that they were frozen in the void by the invisible cold, and the tornado they were proud of was frozen in ice at this moment!

"How is that possible?"

I can't figure out why, not only did I fight, but the fifteen Wind Monks just watched their bodies being frozen in ice, and on the periphery where the cold light swept by, those strong winds seemed to blow into a spatial fault, and it was difficult to invade!

After the fifteen people were frozen in ice, Mu Weiming immediately turned into light and swept out of this space and galloped away!

By the time the fifteen people lifted the ice, Mu Weiming had already left the wind array!

Getting out of the wind gust, Mu Weiming entered a vast space of glaciers again, the sky and the earth were white, and he didn't know where the direction was.

He had already broken through several formations in a row, and Mu Weiming didn't know what the situation was ahead, let alone how many formations there were, and when it would take to reach the top of the altar.

"It's okay, it's a glacier!"

After Mu Weiming glanced at the environment here, he turned into a little cold light and flew towards the depths of the glacier.

The world of the glacier was eerily quiet, and there was hardly any sound except for the occasional whistling sound of the cold wind passing through the ice valley.

Occasionally, he could see some ice spirit creatures appearing on the ice, and the aura of these creatures was not powerful, but the number of hidden creatures would not disappoint.

The most terrifying thing is the ice phoenix that I saw when passing by a peak.

At that time, it was taking a nap, and it seemed to be aware of Mu Weiming's arrival, but after a glance, it ignored it.

It was probably Mu Weiming's cold light form that made him ignore by these powerful creatures, and he passed through the wind gust without danger all the way.

Some people may ask, doesn't the formation need to be broken to pass?

If the monks who entered the formation did not know the direction, once they entered the killing formation in the formation, it would be a dead end, but Mu Weiming didn't seem to need to do so at all.

All of this has to talk about the types and levels of formations, the formations that Mu Weiming is experiencing now are undoubtedly extremely high-level phantom killing immortal arrays, this immortal array can also automatically identify the strength of the monks who enter the formation, so as to adjust the difficulty, as long as the monks can pass through.

But, is it really that simple?

Judging from the first, second, and even third formations, as long as Mu Weiming hesitated for a while, it was very likely that he would be left there forever, and it would be difficult to continue to go deeper, let alone find a way to leave the immortal realm before the ages.

After leaving the wind gust, the next thing is a world of thunder sea......

On the second platform, Tang Ranhong gnawed on the fairy fruit, and when he was sleepy, he let the little boy become bigger, and lay on the little girl's fluffy back to sleep well.

When she woke up, she looked at the entrance of the Immortal Stairs to the third platform, and continued to eat her immortal fruit.

More than a hundred years have passed like this.

She didn't comprehend the supernatural powers and sword dao on the statues here like other monks, because she found them boring, and the most important thing was that they didn't fit her cultivation.

Fairy Luo Lan has come out of the sadness after the snow passed away into smoke, she will comprehend the sword intent in those statues every day, and now she has obtained the sword inheritance of the six statues, and has entered the middle stage of Mahayana, and her cultivation is unfathomable.

Shang Yunhan, Shi Wuyi, Ye Xiaochen and others also gained a lot, if there was no weird Heavenly Dao will suppression, I am afraid they would have been able to step into the Ascending Immortal Realm and soar into immortals.

However, some people broke through, and some people were sad, such as Shi Zhuyu, Qiu Qingqian, Ji He, Luo Yanchen, Lu Mingxuan and others were killed in the Heavenly Punishment Institute that suddenly came on the second platform in these years, and their souls were scattered, leaving only a little true spirit to be sent to reincarnation.

Today, there are only more than 90 Daozi left on the entire second platform.

It is said that Bai Qianyu, who was rescued by Luo Yanchen, also reached the late stage of Mahayana at this time, and his demonic aura was arrogant, and he no longer concealed his original identity.

But no matter what happens now, they are all waiting, waiting for news from Mu Weiming.

Mo Nian'an is the monk who is most concerned about the condition of Mu Weiming's soul lamp, he stays by the soul lamp almost all the time, and once the soul lamp is in trouble, he will notify everyone as soon as possible.

For more than 100 years, every day, without interruption.

He has been trapped for three thousand years, Mu Weiming is the most promising person he has ever seen, he wants to leave this immortal realm thousands of years ago and leave here!

"What's on the third platform?"

"Why is even an existence like Mu Weiming trapped?"

"Will Mu Weiming be trapped and killed in the formation like the last Daozi who was selected by the Ascending Immortal Rank?"

There are Daozi who occasionally wake up from their cultivation and ask questions, but few people respond because they also want to know the answer.

"A hundred years have passed, I don't know if a hundred years have passed since we go back?" Ye Xiaochen suddenly asked.

Shang Yunhan and Shi Wuyi frowned, they understood what Ye Xiaochen meant, if a hundred years had really passed when they returned, the time for the door of the immortal realm to open was approaching!

"One day in the sky, a hundred years on the earth, this is the fairy world thousands of years ago, and we don't know what it will be like when we go back. ”

"Perhaps, we shouldn't have come here at all!"

Silence, as always!

At this moment, Mo Nian'an rushed over with a panicked expression and shouted: "Oh no! Oh no! Mu Weiming's soul lamp is dim, and the soul lamp is dim!"

On the entire second platform, ninety-three Daozi looked at Mo Nian'an at the same time, and the coercion was violent, and even the eyes of several monks who woke up showed the madness of going mad.

The soul lamp is dim?

Never!

(To be continued.) )