Chapter 725

Among the sword cultivators who fled in a hurry, Zhou Shu, who had not moved, stood out a bit.

Knowing that it would be useless to escape, he kept thinking of other ways to escape, and he did it.

When the sword light was emitted, he used the Great Escape Light Talisman, but the light flashed, and the Great Escape Light Talisman disappeared, but his person did not move at all. He used three of them in a row, but the result was the same. Obviously, the Talisman Restricted by the array.

After calming down, he didn't continue to try, but continued to wait and think.

At such a critical moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect is unwilling to let go of the formation. Could it be that they would rather bear the consequences of the fall of a hundred sword cultivators than let Wugou Sword Spirit go out?

Not too possible.

Either the cultivator who controlled the formation made a mistake, and even had a connection with Wei Shang, or Tianjianmen believed that they could solve the problem within the formation, and they still had hidden means.

At this time, the launch of the square formation in Tianjian town seemed to confirm his thoughts.

Zhou Shu watched everything in front of him calmly, just waiting for the opportunity.

Sooner or later the opportunity will present itself.

On the Tianxing Peak, thousands of swords were sent out from the four corners, and they all slashed towards the crescent moon sword light.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword merged into the sword light, and the crackling sound continued, and the speed of the sword light slowed down a lot, like a turtle crawling.

Seeing this scene, many sword cultivators felt relieved.

And on the high platform of Tianjianmen, many monks surrounding Taoist Changxiao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Taoist Changxiao looked solemn, "Don't worry, our Heavenly Sword Sect's formation is strong enough to resist the sword spirit. Such a sword spirit that poisons living beings must not be let out of the formation, it must be completely wiped out."

Some monks also changed their minds and nodded, "That's right, you must not open the formation now."

"Yeah, this kind of sword spirit has already harmed so many people, and it must not be allowed to come out. I believe that the Heavenly Sword Sect must have a solution."

Opening the formation, it is hard to say whether those sword cultivators will be able to escape, but these monks will definitely face the crazy and powerful Wugou Sword Spirit, and they will also be in danger. On the formation of Jianmen.

The rough monk in the Sword Hut also abnormally did not argue, and said slowly, "It would be great if this is the case..."

Now that he is asked to help, he may not dare to go. Obviously, the realm of the sword spirit is much higher than his own. It may be a waste of cultivation or even death. It is better to wait. Even if something happens, you can take responsibility Push them all to Tianjianmen.

Most of the monks present thought this way.

On the Tianxing Peak below, there are indeed geniuses from his own sect, but geniuses are always not as precious as his own cultivation base and life in the state of transformation into a god.

On a high platform in the distance.

Pill King didn't forgive Master, and his expression was a little nervous, but that nervousness was obviously different from other monks.

His eyes were all focused on the Wugou Sword Spirit, as if he was more worried about the Sword Spirit, and he didn't even look at the Sword Cultivator below.

Behind him stood two meditation practitioners.

These two Zen cultivators, both cultivators at the Transformation God Realm, once caused a commotion in Liuming Mountain. No one knew what they came for, but somehow they appeared beside King Alchemy.

But now that there is chaos ahead, no one cares and pays attention to it.

"Jie hehe! Does such a formation make sense?"

The sharp laughter sounded again, and the red flood sword swooped up, the sword body was like a dragon, and it directly got into the crescent-shaped sword light, and merged with it.

The golden light exploded, and the power of the sword glow increased several times!

The sword light was even bigger than before, almost covering the entire Tianxing Peak, suppressing all the consciousness and spiritual power around it, and it was impossible to reach the enemy just by looking at it.

And among the radiance of huffing and puffing, as soon as those flying swords come in contact with them, they will immediately shatter and fall down, and they can no longer pose any threat to the sword light.

Is it really over?

Chen Huayu and Zheng Huabai saw that the situation was not good, so they rushed over quickly, and between swinging their swords, a thick and solid sword intent quickly formed, spanning nearly a thousand feet long, like a towering mountain, standing thousands of feet high, blocking the crowd Before sword repair.

The two also followed the sword intent and turned into the mountain. They would rather block the sword with their bodies than the sword light.

At this point, no matter what.

After the mountain formed by the sword intent, Fairy Lingyin stepped back a lot and stood very close to Zhou Shu.

She frowned slightly, and the spiritual voice began to chant, and the Sanskrit sound burst into an invisible area of ​​hundreds of feet.

She doesn't want to resist Jianmang, she knows she can't stop it, and of course she won't fight for Tianjianmen and Jianxiu, but there are some things she can do.

Try to protect a person who is interested, and then use the domain of spiritual sound to protect the souls of many dead sword cultivators, which is also considered a merit.

boom!

The landslides and the ground cracked, and there was a huge sound, spreading like a shock wave.

The mountains are broken from it.

Zheng Huabai and Chen Huayu's bodies flew out like pieces of paper, blood spurting wildly all the way, the swords in their hands were split into seven or eight pieces and scattered all over.

For a sword cultivator, there is nothing more precious than a sword. With swords like this, how can people be better? Of course, it is not so easy for a cultivator in the state of transformation to die, but temporarily loses the power to continue.

The aftermath was like a tide and kept coming. The sword cultivators around couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, but they didn't have time to get up, and they couldn't get up. They watched the sword glow getting closer and closer to them.

Death seemed inevitable.

No matter whether it is Zheng Huabai, Chen Huayu, or the Heavenly Sword Town Square Formation, they are not enough to resist the crazy Wugou Sword Spirit.

The audience under Tianxing Peak almost ran away, only one or two people were still watching desperately.

Some of those cultivators who transformed themselves into gods had already left, and the rest were ready to flee.

Once the sword spirit breaks out, I am afraid that everyone in Liuming Mountain will be in danger, and they will not bear this danger for the sake of Tianjianmen.

"well--"

An inexplicable sigh came from nowhere.

Accompanied by a long sigh, a slightly dim white sword light appeared in front of the sword cultivators for no reason, and met the rushing red dragon sword light.

There was no sound, and there was no collision of gorgeous light. In the eyes of most people outside the formation, only Tianxing Peak suddenly dimmed, and the huge sword light and the weak sword light disappeared together.

But in reality, the process is far from that simple.

The cultivators on Tianxing Peak, Chen Huayu, Zheng Huabai, and Fairy Lingyin, were all startled.

As for Zhou Shu, who was next to Fairy Lingyin, although he didn't see much, he could clearly perceive with his spiritual sense that thousands of small cracks had burst out on the Tianxing Peak, which is famous for its firmness, and it seemed that it would burst out at any time. Collapsed.

Tianxing Peak is about to collapse.

Obviously, this is the result of the collision of Jianmang and Jianguang.

The huge power contained in them was deliberately drawn to the peak body of Tianxing Peak to prevent them from erupting and threatening the lives of many sword cultivators on Tianxing Peak. It can be done if it is directly resisted, but once the sword cultivators on the side are affected, the casualties will inevitably be heavy.

The power of the collision is hard to imagine, and the person who completely diverts that power is even more difficult to imagine.

"Hey hey!"

The Scarlet Flood Dragon Sword showed its true shape, and flashed hundreds of feet back, at the same time, it sent out a beam of sword light, striking a sword platform at the corner of Tianxing Peak like lightning.

The inexplicable sword light flashed again, blocking the sword light again.

The sword light dissipated, and a figure gradually emerged in front of the sword platform.

It was an octogenarian old man with white beardless face and wrinkled face. He held a sword like white jade in his hand. He was not tall, but his expression was extremely majestic and his aura was like a mountain. Looking at the Wugou Sword Spirit in mid-air.

"It's you, Jiehehe!"

Wugou Sword Spirit shook up and down, excited, angry, excited, and his mood was indescribable.

Zheng Huabai struggled to stand up and looked at the old man. His expression was very complicated. He was not excited after being saved. Instead, he had many regrets and apologies. He bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, Elder Jin, the disciple is useless. .”

"No need to be sorry, it will happen sooner or later, no one can escape the doom."

The old man shook his head, looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, "Come on, come on, I have nothing to fear!"

In the sky, dark clouds are slowly gathering.