Chapter 553: Sweeping the Wind and Cloud for Three Thousand Miles

Standing up and rolling, rolling the waves of black flags, from bottom to top, from top to bottom, divided into two batches, combined in the middle. In the blink of an eye, the flags of the upper and lower sides were in one place.

It seems to be a cauldron and a pot lid, suddenly closing together, seamless.

"Haha......ha

Shen Tuhu burst into laughter, at this moment he felt that the plan had been accomplished, and many monks of Xuantian Sect would definitely die soon. He thinks that the more than 10,000 people of Xuantian Sect are like fish and meat in an iron pot, and they can only be steamed by him.

"I don't know what Liu Yi's flesh and blood taste, it is rumored that he is a great god...... Phew!"

Shen Tuhu grinned, several cracks opened on his papaya-like face, and scolded: "You must not grind Liu Yi's flesh into powder, this seat will eat him one bite at a time!"

Now Ling Qianjian ordered the Xuantian Sect Sword Cultivator to fly back to the Xuantian Cave Heaven quickly, which was exactly what Shen Tuhu and the others wanted.

"Since you are in one place and want to go to the Xuantian Cave Heavenly Gate, then don't even think about running!"

The Black Prison Empress smiled coldly and guarded Shen Tuhu's side.

She felt that she was about to succeed in her plan, that she was about to destroy the Xuantian Sect, and that she was about to get the treasures hidden in the Sword Mountain by the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect back then, and that she would become a god and become famous for eternity, and the Black Prison Empress felt that her image in her heart had become taller.

Queen Fan is different from Lori Fan, this kind of style makes Shen Tuhu feel even more.

It's a pity that Shen Tuhu's body has not yet recovered, and even his eyes, ears, nose, mouth and tongue have not grown, his head is like a round papaya, and the things under his natural crotch have not grown.

All beings in heaven and earth, as soon as they feel that their image has become taller, they will inevitably have a lonely mind.

The master is lonely!

As a lonely woman, the Black Prison Empress suddenly found that her Taoist companion hadn't even grown something under her crotch, which was a little sad.

When a person is sad, his thinking becomes a little dull.

Therefore, when the Black Prison Empress was about to take a closer look at Xuantian Sect's embarrassed appearance and continue to feel sad for a while, the pillars of sword qi emitted from the many monks of Xuantian Sect had already gathered in one place.

The sky-high sword light, containing but not emitting, plays if the Milky Way falls from the nine heavens, galloping between heaven and earth.

The Great Banner Formation is very broad, after all, it is based on thousands of immortal-level war puppets, and the huge formation is built, and the formation covers more than 800 miles in the sky!

This momentum can be described as unprecedented in the 100,000-year cultivation history of the Qiongyu Realm.

As for whether there is no one to come, then you have to ask Liu Yi.

The rolling wind and clouds appeared in the pillar of sword qi light, the wind swirled, and the remnant clouds flew and rumbled, like thunder.

At the foremost end is Tang Jiawen's sword light, thousands of feet long, like a lonely peak, galloping between heaven and earth.

This sword of Da Kun contains but does not send.

Tang Jiawen was waiting, he was waiting for the time when he was close to the Xuantian Cave Heavenly Gate, or when the masters of the underground power were in action, and then he would use this sword blade at the most critical moment.

This sword is made of a sword with a body, which consumed Tang Jiawen's spirit and life.

As a person who uses sword skills, Tang Jiawen naturally knows in his heart that in this life, he is only afraid that just such a sword blade can be regarded as the most brilliant light flashing at the end of his life. Although this brilliance cannot be bright enough to illuminate everything, no matter what, it must protect the last journey of the monks of the master's sect.

Liu Yi stood in the midst of the Four Peerless Immortal Sword Arrays, looking around at the Xuantian Sect Sword Cultivators who were looking at death as if they were at home, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were red, his vision was blurred, and he said angrily.

"Master!"

Liu Yi raised his head and stared at the sword light in front of him, but he couldn't see Tang Jiawen's figure clearly at all, and even the sword qi brilliance in his vision was a little blurry.

A few years ago, Xiao Yanxia of the Holy Fire Demon Sect wiped out Diling Village, but fortunately, Dandenzi and Danfengzi rescued Liu Yi and brought him to the Yuxi faction and worshipped Tang Jiawen as his master.

Although this master is a bit of a fool, he has never taught Liu Yi to draw talismans and refine weapons. Even before and after, he only demonstrated the swordsmanship in the Changfeng Tengyun Sword Spectrum once in front of Liu Yi.

But in addition to this lazy preaching, Tang Jiawen is sincere to Liu Yi and treats him as a nephew. At that time, Liu Yi had not yet made a career, he was just a junior disciple, and he did not have the slightest so-called reputation, but he fought with Niu Qingyun and others, and was accused in the Yuxi faction.

Even the clothes that Liu Yi is wearing now are all sewn by Zheng Fenglian with ice silk, stitches and threads, and then refined carefully.

Who will make clothes for someone other than a loved one?

Before participating in the thousand-year-old birthday banquet of Dai Ze, the head of the Barbarian Daoxuan Sect, Tang Jiawen even gave Liu Yi the only True Pill. This elixir is Tang Jiawen's hope for breaking through to the real human realm!

Liu Yi still remembers that after the half-sword bi went crazy Guan Yidong, Tang Jiawen said to him seriously: "Yi'er, you are just too honest and easy to be bullied." ”

All this, Liu Yi remembered.

Therefore, when Tang Jiawen used a secret method to forcibly obtain the true immortal cultivation, and traveled millions of miles to the Lanbao River to help him, the master and apprentice met each other, and Liu Yi couldn't even bear to look directly at Tang Jiawen's gentle eyes.

This is like a wanderer outside, sometimes, he can't bear to look directly at the eager eyes of his relatives.

Now that Tang Jiawen is using his body to fit the sword, Liu Yi is a sword cultivator, and he knows the consequences of combining his body with a sword, how can his heart not throb?

But at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

Men are born proud, how can they say the short words of their mother-in-law and mother-in-law?

The team was galloping extremely fast, and although the surrounding area was trapped by the banner formation, the sword light that gathered in one place still set off a hunting wind.

After half a pillar of incense, the team had galloped for more than 3,000 miles.

The majestic Sword Mountain is just ahead.

The Xuantian Cave Heavenly Gate is hanging a hundred meters from the top of Sword Mountain.

Overseas demon cultivators and Thousand Barbarian Sect monks, one left and one right, guarded both sides of the Xuantian Cave Heavenly Gate. It's just that there are only a few immortals in the Thousand Barbarian Sect, while there are dozens of immortal realm masters in overseas demon cultivators.

The two sides stared at the sky, only to see a large array of black pressure, as if to cover the heavens and the earth, and it was descending towards the Sword Mountain.

Boom!

The formation light shield of the Great Banner Formation slammed into the Xuantian Cave Heavenly Gate.

The underground power swept through the wind and clouds for three thousand miles, and finally brought the Xuantian Sect Sword Cultivator to the Sword Mountain, and at the same time blocked the only gate of the Xuantian Cave Heaven!

"Haha......ha My way is done!

The Black Prison Empress burst into laughter, and her voice spread out from the Great Banner Formation, shocking the heavens and the earth!

The laughter was unusually rampant, with an irrepressible madness.

My way?

What kind of practice is it?

[Author's digression]: The outbreak started today and lasted about a week.

Outbreak time, in the evening.