A phantom was faster than the words. It flashed by and appeared strangely on the edge of the cliff top. It took action like lightning, and the crystal clear golden light was like a dragon, shooting into the physical formation barrier in the air.

On the formation barrier, there was another red feather fan driven by Han Lu, which strangely pulled out eight fiery thin lines, like a cuttlefish's tentacles, absorbing the spiritual energy of the formation barrier.

Originally, it would be a matter of time before the power of the magic weapon Red Feather Fan was broken, but with the subsequent golden light, the speed of breaking the formation barrier was accelerated.

However, within ten breaths, the barrier light curtain here became rippling and shaking.

Seeing this, Han Lu, who was fully focused, took a step forward, as beautiful as a spiritual crane, and each hand pinched a mysterious magic trick. The palm of his hand was filled with brilliance, and the illusion was born and destroyed, and it penetrated into the hanging red feather fan.

The red feather fan that absorbed the power of Han Lu Ling Jue was nourished, and the fiery red lines fluctuated violently, as if blood was flowing through it, sometimes big and sometimes small. As the fiery red lines changed, the barrier began to shatter, which was amazing.

"Yanglai, who are you?" Han Lu, who had withdrawn his hands, solemnly asked the monk in Qingshan who was two feet away.

"Han Lu, first tell me who you are, and then I will tell you who I am, so that is fair." Yang Lai jokingly said lightly, and there seemed to be no fear or worry in his expression.

"Hmph," Han Lu said coldly, "I know your purpose without saying it, for the ancient mirror of the Great Dream that was sealed in this space formation world... and the artifact that the White Tiger Dynasty was taken away after the World War 3,333 years ago... White Tiger Teeth."

Yang Lai's expression suddenly became cold and his eyes were extremely cold: "You are simply talking nonsense. How dare you determine that the White Tiger Dynasty, the White Tiger Teeth, which was the capital of the White Tiger Dynasty, was taken away more than three thousand years ago, instead of the White Tiger Teeth, which is still enshrined in the White Tiger Temple today."

"That was just a pseudo-artifact created by the White Tiger Dynasty in order to create a illusion of glory and still confuse the enemy, and forced it to create a false sense of glory and still bewilderment of the enemy."

Han Lu said something shockingly about the top dynasties in Chunsheng Continent, with a tough look and sarcastic expression, as if she was telling a fact.

"You are just a talented monk in the eastern border of the Xuanwu Dynasty. You dare to infer the authenticity of the artifacts worshipped by the White Tiger Dynasty far away in the sky. It's so true, it's ridiculous."

Yang Lai laughed wildly at the sky, but she was not so natural and comfortable.

"Is it ridiculous? Yanglai, are you just coming for the Dameng Ancient Mirror?" Han Lu said contemptuously, as if in her eyes, the Dameng Ancient Mirror was far less important than the White Tiger Teeth.

Yang Lai retorted: "The Dameng Ancient Mirror is a treasure. Of course, I came for the Dameng Ancient Mirror. Does Diqi Gate really have white tiger teeth?"

Han Lu said with a good word: "You take the ancient mirror of the big dream you want, I snatch the white tiger teeth I want. We will not violate the river water, but if you dare to make the White Tiger teeth your mind, don't blame me for turning against you."

"Okay, as long as you let me get the Great Dream Ancient Mirror, I am determined to be the Great Dream Ancient Mirror, and I am not as delusional as you."

Yang Lai agreed readily, but his eyes never left the formation barrier that was about to be broken.

During the dispute, a human-sized gap had appeared in the formation barrier, and the range of the gap slowly expanded, and there was a tendency to open a convenient door.

The spiritual energy in the void suddenly became cold, and the deadly aura covered the surroundings of the red feather fan like thick clouds and rain. A black sword penetrated the dark clouds and appeared silently, and the red feather fan was shot.

At the same time, the ground where Han Lu stood suddenly gushed and shattered as if it was exploded. Han Lu suddenly stamped her feet, trampled on the smoke and dust, and flew in the air. A dazzling and milky white sword pierced out of the broken sand and stones, and the target was Han Lu.

Han Lu looked slightly surprised, raised her hand and the red feather fan seemed to be summoned by her master and flew towards Han Lu, while Han Lu's body seemed to be attracted and swept towards the red feather fan.

The red feather fan suddenly moved to the position and made the black Kun Death Sword pierce the air, and happened to cut off the fiery red thin line, which instead accelerated the red feather fan's retreat. Once welcoming and connecting, Han Lu and the red feather fan had a shorter time to meet.

When the shock sword pierced from the ground was about to catch up with Han Lu, Han Lu grabbed the red feather fan. She saw that she just held the red feather fan and waved it casually. A spiritual energy was not scattered but condensed into a more pure spiritual weapon and quickly shot it. She hit the shock sword heavily and knocked it backwards.

He defeated the Shock Sword, but Kun Death Sword also assassinated again. Han Lu did not resist and flew into the slanting sting and hid near Yanglai.

"Yang comes, you can deal with the Zhenshen Sword, and I will deal with the Kun Death Sword, and break the Bagua Sword Formation first." Han Lu said to Yang, his attitude was not like asking for help, but like being domineering.

Yang Lai said in a deep voice: "You believe that White Tiger Teeth is in the space array world, but there is no abnormal breath in this array world. This is not the environment where the artifact should exist, and even the entire Diqi Sect does not have the artifact's aura, which is not in line with common sense."

Han Lu, holding a red feather fan, was like a fairy descending to earth, flying, flying, floating, and swinging. The Kun Death Sword and the Shattered Sword were combined and could not even stab the corner of her clothes.

"This is because of the strangeness of the space formation world, the power of the Dameng Ancient Mirror, and the magical Bagua Sword Formation." Han Lu took the time to explain, and when she finished speaking, her body fell to Yang Lai's side, so that he could no longer stand by and watch.

The Shaken Sword and the Kun Death Sword both rushed towards him. Han Lu drove the Red Feather Fan to fight against the Kun Death Sword. He found that Yang Lai and Han Lu stood side by side. The Shaken Sword was slow, and finally stabbed Yang Lai like a psychic.

The Shattered Sword and Kun Death Sword appeared here. Could it be that the other core disciples of Diqi Sect were all poisoned? Kun Death Sword was almost controlled by Ximen Xuan. Now Kun Death Sword appears alone, and it seems that Ximen Xuan will fail in the end.

Although Ximen Xuan failed, the top ten core disciples were not so unbearable. Instead, they shocked the sword and Kun Death Sword felt that the sword formation was about to be broken, and abandoned the target of pursuit and turned to Han Lu and Yang.

The other core disciples who were deaf, calmed down and saw at a glance that the gap in the sword formation was where the Shengmen was. They left Du Qin to restrain Dui Jing Jian, shared their eyes, and bombarded the gap in the formation with all their strength.

Ximen Xuan, Zhang Xin, Guo Jicai, Zhuge Xiao, Liu Jiao, and Xiao Changhe joined forces to attack, and soon blasted a gate of Jianchengshengmen. At this moment, only Ximen Xuan's horse head was not about to go out of the formation, but was breaking the formation. Therefore, after breaking the gate, he did not come out quickly, condensed his spiritual energy again and prepared to launch the strongest attack.

However, just as the six people were about to reach the last moment, they saw a thin figure hovering up like a dragon. Before everyone could remove the spiritual energy that was about to burst out, the figure rushed out of the gap in the life gate, rose up again, and disappeared in a flash.

When the people in the sword formation suddenly discovered such a fast and strange figure that had shot the gap in the birth gate. They knew that it was not good and were unwilling to fall behind. They all withdrew their moves and shot the gap in the birth gate.

But it was too late. Kun Death Sword, Dui Jing Jian, and Zhen Jian got a chance to breathe, and they also escaped their respective restrained opponents and shot into the gap in the Shengmen Gate, blocking their way.
Chapter completed!