Chapter 900: The Holy Array Binds the Demon Sword, the Demon Sword Hurriedly Chooses Its Master!

The Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation was completed in an instant.

There are countless soul refiners in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains who have attained enlightenment.

After breaking through and waking up, these people looked at the complex Tianji formation pattern in the sky, and they didn't even care about stabilizing their realm, and their eyes were staring straight.

The Ten Thousand Miles Tianji Formation!

It was obviously only arranged above the Yunlun Mountains, but it even included Dongtianwang City. What kind of shocking ability is this?

"If this Tianji formation attacks us..."

No one dared to think about it.

The Saint-level Tianji formation, let alone targeting ordinary soul refiners, can almost kill Taixu in one move.

The saint's move is infinite!

But it is obvious that the Tianji formation that Daoqiongcang laid across the two domains is not aimed at mortals, but the Demon Emperor Black Dragon on the inner island of Void Island.

"Boom!"

The heartbeat in the scales of the Saint Emperor suddenly accelerated, and it seemed to be worried.

"Buzz!"

The Demon Lord of the Demon Sword Wanbing slashed the arrow of the evil sin bow. He was originally full of vigor and vitality, but now he seemed to be wilted. He was trapped in the formation and trembled uneasily.

Rao Yaoyao stared at the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation, like all the soul refiners who looked at the sky, with expectations in his heart.

Dao Qiongcang, who was ranked third among the Ten Thrones in the past, is now the master of the main hall of the Holy Temple, with the cultivation of a semi-saint. How many years has he not made a move?

People in the world always say that the gods favor the Tao, so they can achieve success in soul refining in this world.

And Dao Qiongcang is almost the god in the minds of all soul refiners on the Holy Land. Whether it is power, status, or strength, he is the supreme number one in the world.

Now facing the provocation of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon in the Void Island, he will surely suppress everything with thunder and lightning, right?

Amidst the expectations of everyone, the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation moved!

The Tianji formation pattern covering a hundred thousand miles of territory burst into endless light the moment it took shape, like a blazing sun that made it impossible to look directly at it with the naked eye.

"Holy power!"

"Such a dazzling holy power, it has completely taken shape, what a terrifying power it is?!"

Some people in Taixu were so scared that their scalps went numb...

Some of them had seen the holy image. In comparison, the holy power of the holy image was almost like a tiny smoke to the sea of ​​clouds to the holy power of the Tianji formation.

Everyone was afraid that Dao Qiongcang would be like the Holy Emperor Longlin. Once he made a move, he would need to sacrifice the flesh and blood of Zhan Dao, Taixu, etc.

But Dao Qiongcang's move was very measured.

He gave the sharp edge to the Holy Emperor Longlin and the Demon Lord of the Demon Sword Wanbing.

But he gave all the gentleness on the other side to all the spiritual refiners who had nothing to do with the battle, as if he was afraid that if a trace of his power was leaked, it would completely destroy the East Heavenly King City and the Yunlun Mountains.

All the soul refiners included in the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation only felt a slight discomfort at the moment when the Heavenly Secret Formation Pattern burst into light.

The next second, this discomfort was replaced by pleasure.

"Well, so cool~" Someone began to moan comfortably.

"I feel like I'm back to my infancy, back to my mother's arms, this feeling of attachment... so comfortable! Unfortunately, my old mother has passed away. What's going on? Why did I suddenly think of these things?" Someone burst into tears.

"I feel like I have entered a world that fits me very well. This comfortable and lazy feeling can only be obtained... well, only after complete catharsis." Someone's face is full of spring water.

"Is this really going to start a war?"

"The Taoist Palace Master took action... Then his control of power is too wonderful, it won't affect us at all."

"Such a warm holy power, such a considerate Taoist Palace Master~"

All the soul refiners felt like they were bathed in spring breeze, and felt that after their souls realized the Tao, they were floating in the air, and they were about to float into the air with the surging holy power.

But the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation suddenly trembled, and the sky and earth changed color, waking everyone up.

There were floating clouds in the void, outlining the outline of a saint's shadow, high enough to hold up the sky, and the shadow was vague.

Although the face of this shadow was completely unclear, everyone only needed to look at it, and they felt that he was handsome, with white hair and a fairy face, and they could directly replace him with the most perfect image in their minds.

The saint walked in the air, actually not moving, but his image was infinitely magnified in everyone's mind.

He walked in front of the tiny Saint Emperor Long Lin and the Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord, and suddenly there was a sound of enlightenment in the void, floating from all directions.

"There are three thousand great ways, named as seals, transformed into chains, and imprisoned in a tangible form..."

The echo was endless.

Everyone's soul was cleansed, and they felt sublimated.

But after the cloud and mist saint finished speaking the holy sound, he smiled slightly, raised his cloud sleeves, and pointed his fairy finger.

"Command!"

The words came out and the Ten Epochs Holy Spirit Formation moved as if summoned by the gods.

Above the sky, three thousand white light chains suddenly emerged from an unknown place, carrying infinite sealing power, and rushed towards the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale and the Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord.

"Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong..."

The heartbeat of the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale was beating wildly, as if it was extremely urgent.

Every sound disrupted the heartbeat rhythm of thousands of soul refiners, making people very uncomfortable.

"Clang"

The Demon Sword Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord was also unwilling to be bound. When the Ten Epochs Holy Spirit Formation moved, it responded to the clanging sword sound and rose into the air.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The magic sword danced wildly, and in an instant, three thousand black sword shadows were cut out in the void, and they collided with the three thousand seal chains of the Ten Epochs Holy Spirit Formation.

"Boom boom boom!"

The space exploded and the black hole collapsed.

The terrifying explosion made people's eardrums bleed.

This is a confrontation at the level of holy power. Mortals cannot spy on it, so how can they use their physical ears to eavesdrop on the voice of the holy war?

Seeing this, the saint who had transformed into mist felt compassion, and paused in the void. Then, like an immortal guiding the way, he stepped into the sky a little bit.

"Gui'an..."

The soft holy voice appears again in the ears of the world.

With this sound, the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Array cast down endless rays of light, purifying all the sounds of the Holy War and restoring the tortured spiritual masters to a perfect state.

Everyone looked up in shock.

But they saw that the battle in the sky was not over, and the light chains and sword shadows were still fighting against each other.

It was clear that the space was blown to pieces with great momentum.

But at this moment, the picture is not as unbearable as before. It is more like everyone is watching the battle on a variety of screens, and the experience is great.

Moreover, the roaring sound in the ears also became the crisp sound of "bop".

All noise is purified.

"Holy power!"

"What a powerful use of ability. The Taoist Palace Master is taking care of us mortals and doesn't want us to suffer because of the holy war!"

"What a warm voice, what a considerate Taoist Palace Master~"

Unknowingly, all the spiritual refiners were affected by the actions of the saint who transformed into clouds, and became devout and established their faith.

"Terrible..." Rao Yaoyao looked terrified.

She knew clearly that Dao Qiongcang did not deliberately use holy power to influence everyone's hearts.

But every move at the semi-saint level will have a significant impact on the soul of the mortal spiritual refiner, and even on the avenue of heaven and earth.

After this battle, only the news will spread.

Gu Yi

I am afraid that even in the Eastern Region, the title of "Master of the Dao Palace" will not be any lower than that of the "Eighth Sword Immortal".

horizon.

The Demon Lord of Demonic Swords and Ten Thousand Weapons used his own power to fight against the power of the semi-saint. It only lasted for a short while, and it was already too much.

It is a famous sword, not the Holy Emperor himself. It can cut off the arrows of evil sins, which has already demonstrated its great power.

But now Dao Qiongcang is taking action with all his strength, and the famous sword mainly depends on the ability of the sword holder.

The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Weapons has no sword holder and cannot even exert one-tenth of his own power. How can he withstand a holy-level formation like the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation?

"Kakaka!"

After smashing a wave of wide chains, facing the endless second and third waves of light chains, the magic sword finally couldn't bear the output, and was bound by the heavenly chains evolved from the tenth century holy spirit array, and was tied into a sword dumpling.

"Woo~"

A choked sword cry penetrated the hearts of all sword practitioners at this moment.

"It's calling me!"

The swordsmen in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains all had red eyes and became excited.

Only the swordsman could hear the content of this sound clearly.

"Help……"

"Become a demon sword wielder, and we can kill the half-saints together. Come here and help me..."

Dongtianwang City is in chaos!

The Yunlun Mountains are in chaos!

After this whimpering sword cry, countless swordsmen jumped into the sky, trying to pull out the magic sword from its bound state and become the legendary sword holder!

On the fourth dragon vein, Mu Zixi, the incarnation of Xu Xiaoshou, was also summoned.

As an orthodox ancient sword cultivator and a true famous sword holder, the summons he received was clearer than that of ordinary swordsmen.

"You are the master of swordsmanship, you are the reincarnation of the sword god, you are the future of ancient sword cultivators!"

"Come on, kid, pull me out, control me, own me, become the wielder of the magic sword, and you will have the qualifications to look down on the world and the ability to kill half-saints!"

"I can give you everything you want!"

The voice was too clear and beguiling.

However, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes had not yet had time to turn red.

"Keng"

In the world of Yuan Mansion, the sound of swords also resounded, which was clearer and more penetrating than that of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Arms.

The four swords were aloof and arrogant, like a ferocious god who disdained everything in the world. He snorted coldly and yelled: "Get out!"

Yan Mang, who had always been silent, was also angered, as if the God of Fire began to ignite everything: "The demon sword has never recognized the qualifications of the sword holder, and has not even been solved once. How can it be qualified to be ranked with this sword?" Famous sword seat? You should not become a famous sword, but a mortal sword!"

"???" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned after hearing this.

The two swords of oneself are actually spiritual enough to speak, but they never speak?

This time, he was angered by the Demon Lord of Demonic Sword Ten Thousand Arms, so he picked up the keyboard and started spraying the sword?

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't get over the fact that Sijian and Yan Mang spoke for a long time.

He knew that this was just the communication between the two swords and the magic sword through his own soul, but it was so surprising!

However, the next second, something even more surprising happened to him.

Zangku was like a little brother following the two big brothers. The big brother had already spoken, so he couldn't be idle, but the demon sword opposite him was also a big brother, so he trembled, carefully considered his words, and followed the scolding carefully. One sentence: "Get up, get up..."

It didn't dare to say "Go away" like the four-sword Ferocious Sword, nor did it dare to make a long speech like the Famous Sword Yan Python, so it could only say this.

After saying that, this guy still twisted into a maggot in the Yuanfu world: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm so scared..."

Xu Xiaoshou:? ? ?

His eyes almost fell out of his sockets.

Can you still speak even if you hide your suffering?

When did this happen?

Xu Xiaoshou carefully observed it and found that Zangku was indeed only a sixth-level spiritual sword, and there was no sign of breaking through several levels at once.

But the spiritual intelligence is already very mature.

This is clearly the scale of spiritual intelligence that only a third-grade spiritual sword can possess.

Generally, a newly forged third-grade spiritual sword can hardly form such mature spiritual intelligence.

"No, I have been making trouble in the royal city or entering the Yunlun Mountains for trials during this period. I don't have much time to observe the sword. How can Zangku grow so fast?" Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.

Soon he thought of "nourishing by fame".

In this world, there are two ways to promote spiritual swords.

One is to go back to the furnace and rebuild, which is a dead method and it is difficult to give birth to spiritual intelligence.

The second is to take the path of famous swords, relying on the fame of the sword holder and using the power of heaven to nourish cultivation.

Zangku has an additional "observing sword technique" to assist in the formation of other famous swords, but observing the sword is not so fast.

The only thing Xu Xiaoshou can think of is the orthodox "nourishing by fame".

On this continent, the most famous sword that has taken the "nourishing by fame" route and finally became famous is the sword Qingju.

Qingju was originally an unknown sword, not even a tenth-grade sword.

But it was the sword that had been with the Eight Zun An the longest. Later, the Eight Zun An became famous in the world, and Qingju also grew to a height comparable to famous swords.

Among the swords that took the path of "nourishing by fame", apart from the twenty-one famous swords that became famous in ancient times, Qingju is the strongest in the world!

Although Qingju was broken after the "fall" of the Eight Zun An, it was not only not decadent, but also won the title of "Broken Sword".

The sky is one foot high and the Eight Zun An, who dares to take half of Qingju?

The Broken Sword Qingju is obviously not among the twenty-one famous swords, but it has the same title as the ancient famous swords such as the Evil Sword Yue Lian, the Flame Sword Yan Mang, and the Demon Sword Nu Lan Zhisheng.

This is enough to show the strength of Qingju!

And now, Zang Ku seems to have also walked on this path?

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the Yuan Mansion, and saw Zang Ku, who was beaten by the two elder brothers because he twisted and turned after agreeing. His face became strange.

So, during this period of time, Zang Ku was nourishing himself with his fame, while practicing with the two elder brothers?

No way...

It was just a fantasy at that time. Zang Ku, could he really be a famous sword?

This whimpering monster, if he really became a famous sword, what would his title be?

…

Above the Yunlun Mountains.

With the protection of the two swords, the bewitching words of the Demon Sword Master of Ten Thousand Soldiers failed to pry open Xu Xiaoshou's mind, and even failed to make Xu Xiaoshou reveal the fact that he was actually a sword cultivator.

But the sword cultivators in other places were completely different.

After the Demon Sword whimpered, a large number of swordsmen flew from the Eastern Heavenly King City, gave up the trial in the Yunlun Mountains, and surged into the sky together.

They were sword cultivators in the Eastern Region, nine out of ten.

This dense crowd flew up into the air, like locusts passing through. Their behavior of begging for food was not a crime, but the result of passing through was bound to be bleak.

They could not be stopped by force, and they could not be killed directly. Even Rao Yaoyao had a headache.

The saint in the form of clouds and mist did not take it to heart, and just shouted lightly.

"You are misleading the people with evil words, and you should be punished!"

With a bang, ten streams of light emerged from the Ten Epoch Holy Spirit Formation, shooting straight at the magic sword that was held by the Heavenly Dao Chain.

The poor magic sword, without a sword holder, was blasted into obscurity by the power of the semi-saint.