Chapter 867: The Glorious Sun Descends upon the Sun Sword Sect

The Great Sun Sword Sect.

Surrounded by mountains, many fourth-level spiritual veins gather here, and shrouded in clouds and mist, it is the Holy Land of the Immortal Family, the location of the strongest sect in the North Plains, and the last center of resistance of the human race in the North Plains.

In the center of a towering mountain peak, there are many fourth-level top-grade spiritual veins gathering together.

True Lord Jianyang was sitting on a stone platform.

His appearance is majestic and simple, and his every move makes people pay attention, listen and obey involuntarily. Even if the Nascent Soul Lord is in front of him, he does not dare to speak loudly.

"Tianyang, how much strength does your Great Sun Dharma Sect have left?"

True Lord Jianyang asked calmly.

In front of him was a kind-looking Taoist priest with a high crown, holding a light fly whisk like star sand, silently thinking about something.

This person is the Supreme Elder of the Great Sun Dharma Sect, True Lord Tianyang.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators, who were obviously enemies of life and death, did not appear to be at war with each other at this time. Instead, they sat together peacefully, as if all the bloodshed and killings in the past were all illusions.

"Almost all the Jindan disciples are dead."

True Lord Tianyang pondered for a while, but chose not to hide it and told the miserable truth.

"Most of the Yuanying monks in the sect have escaped, and only eleven or two can still retain their legal bodies. There is only one Yuanying left, and they will not be able to regain the strength of the Yuanying level for at least several decades."

"Alright."

"Nascent Soul escaped mostly, so it's pretty good."

True Lord Jianyang nodded.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

I do not know how long it has been.

"How to solve the problem in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the Western Desert?"

In the end, True Lord Tianyang couldn't hold back his anger: "Your strength alone is far from enough to deal with more than twenty peak Nascent Soul cultivators. If you don't pay attention, the Great Sun Sword Sect will follow in the footsteps of the Great Sun Fa Sect." .

"Now is not the time for small talk."

"If you don't have any backup plan, I can only escape from Beiyuan."

This is not a good road.

Outside of Beiyuan, there are also many forces, and there may even be existences above Nascent Soul. This is not a place where a group of bereaved dogs can show off their power.

Even if he could survive, his path would be completely cut off.

"Didn't I tell you my back-up plan?"

True Lord Jianyang raised his eyelids: "The Six Dao Sect has a great formation to transform gods, the Guishan Tie family has a great formation to transform gods, why don't we be allowed to have one? This is the place where the Great Sun Sword was born."

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"You think I don't know?"

True Lord Tianyang was angry and said in a low voice: "Da Ri Jianzi is too dangerous, he is not a normal monk at all!"

"The will he left behind, once he discovers that we have activated the sect's formation to deal with enemies of the same level, he will not hesitate to kill all of us, at least all of us at Nascent Soul level and above, without leaving a single person behind. ”

"That's the great formation of gods left by Da Ri Jianzi!"

"Do you really think you are the strongest person in Beiyuan?"

he said anxiously.

This is also the reason why Jianzong did not activate the grand formation when the Great Sun Sword Sect was in civil strife and split into two sects.

Because, the first person killed by this formation was the Nascent Soul sword cultivator from the Great Sun Sword Sect!

Even the level magic cultivators and demon cultivators cannot be defeated and cannot be killed.

No matter what the reason was, in Da Ri Jianzi's opinion, it must have grown crooked, wasted, and had no value. The sect must be cleaned from top to bottom again to cultivate a new Nascent Soul Lord.

"But we do have a great formation of gods!"

True Lord Jianyang said coldly.

"Just ask Bingfeng if he dares to come?"

"If they really come and we can't defeat them, why can't we die together? It's just one death. Dying with the enemy is enough."

"It seems..."

True Lord Tianyang's expression softened.

"It's not foolproof."

"A few, even ten Nascent Soul peak demon monks may not appear."

True Lord Jianyang said slowly: "The demon clan has a long lifespan, much longer than us human monks, but after living for thousands of years, they are almost reaching the limit of their lifespan. This is one of the reasons for their expansion. Many things, I will no longer be afraid before my lifespan is exhausted.”

"That's exactly why I asked you to come here."

"If we can convince the Six Paths Sect and those two people on Guishan Mountain, then this will be a sure thing."

"It's impossible for those two people."

True Lord Tianyang shook his head repeatedly: "I even suspect that the appearance of the demon monks may not have anything to do with them. They have already reached a dead end before, and they may do anything."

"That means it's just the two of us."

True Lord Jianyang said calmly.

"If we use the inheritance of kung fu techniques to seduce some casual cultivators, such as Bloody Clouds and Tushan, and rely on the Nascent Soul peak-level formation we have built over the years, it will be enough."

"The formation is indeed possible..."

True Lord Tianyang felt slightly relieved.

The next moment, the hairs on the two people's hair stood on end and they looked in the same direction.

At this moment, the world froze.

The sound of the wind, the aura, the leaves, and even the people inside were motionless, like amber.

Then, a big sun rises!

The original sun has disappeared, and the brilliant sword light of the Great Sun of Destruction shines between the sky and the earth, shining on the earth and spreading to every corner.

In front of the rays of the sun, the Great Sun Sword Sect has gone through hundreds of years, spent countless treasures of heaven and earth, and the efforts of countless Nascent Soul Lords. The formation that is said to be able to withstand the attacks of many Nascent Soul Peak monks has silently dissolved, revealing the sect. Everything within.

The sect formation was broken!

Tens of thousands of Sun Sword Sect cultivators and dozens of Sword Dao Yuanying Zhenjun should have been furious and killed with swords. No matter what the enemy was, even if it was a high-level cultivator, they would dare to shake the tree with a gnat.

This is the nature of sword cultivators.

However, under the light of the sun, no one had such anger.

It just felt that an extremely hot and destructive breath enveloped the entire world, the soul was frozen, lost the ability to think, instinctively trembled, and the natal flying sword trembled, wanting to unsheathe and fly to an unknown place.

Tens of thousands of sword cultivators, their bodies unconsciously knelt on the ground, out of instinct, there was no reason.

"Sun..."

In the heart of Jianyang Zhenjun, boundless fear emerged.

"No, impossible!"

Tianyang Zhenjun forced himself to suppress the urge to kneel in his heart.

He regretted very much, regretting why he did not immediately stay away from Beiyuan and flee far away from this area when the sect was destroyed, and never come back.

What demon clan, what sect inheritance.

How could their lives be more important!

Gradually, many people began to adapt to the light and pressure of the sun, and quietly looked up.

Under the sun,

a young man in green appeared in the sky.

He did not look at the tens of thousands of sword cultivators kneeling, did not ask anything, and did not need anyone to acknowledge anything.

He just came here, his spiritual sense and sword intent unfolded, and he went back and forth to find something at the mountain gate that had been stripped of the peak-level formation of the acquired Yuanying. His expression was focused and he did not care about anything else.

Behind the young man in green, Xu Fang Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, standing cautiously.

The entire Sun Sword Sect was silent, tens of thousands of cultivators and dozens of Yuanying Zhenjuns knelt, not daring to make even the slightest breathing sound, so as not to disturb them.