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Chapter 184 One Yuan Sword Formation

【Second update】!

The apes cry and the tigers roar, and the forest is vast.

Yang Xiu looked at the dead castle with a solemn expression, and the veins burst out as he clasped his hands.

"The most stubborn thing in this world is life, and the most vulnerable thing is life."

"The fate of a warrior is to be with death." When the painting stood up, his elegant and slender figure stood on the ice and snow, and said in an extremely desolate and heavy tone: "This is the price of growth. Often, we are unwilling to accept it but have to accept it."

"Maybe I haven't experienced too much death, so I can't be as relieved as my senior sister." Yang Xiu shook his head and said regretfully: "He finally became an inner disciple. His life was a time of glory but it disappeared." Although he was unwilling to admit that Su Bai died in the sword tomb, Yang Xiu had to admit this fact. It has been several hours since they left the sword tomb, but no other figures appeared on the dead altar.

"This is why those ancestors said that people should be self-aware and know how big the size of shoes they should wear instead of trying to wear larger size shoes, which will eventually trip up." An inexplicable smile flashed in Ye Xuanlou's eyes, but his tone became extremely heavy: "After all, we overestimate our strength. The difficulty of this Class A task is far greater than that of normal tasks. In the future, we cannot make such mistakes again because of taking it as a warning."

Yang Xiu frowned slightly. Ye Xuanlou's words seemed to be blaming himself, but the implicit sounds revealed in his words were ridiculing Su Bai for not knowing himself and not overestimating his abilities to come to the sword tomb with the team. Yang Xiu clenched his fists slightly. If he hadn't been concerned about Ye Xuanlou's strength and identity, he would have beaten him up.

However, at this moment, a loud cry came over the sky and the roar in the whole forest stopped abruptly at this moment. The huge figure of the silver-winged giant roc broke through the wind. Zhang Ying stood on the back of the giant roc, frowned slightly at the three people below.

The wind was strong, and the black hair swayed at the end of the painting. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Ying above, and said in a heavy tone: "What happened to change, the whole mission is about to stop halfway, and I also bothered Senior Brother Zhang Ying to rush back."

"Where are the others?" Zhang Ying still had so few words. His eyes fell on the gloomy castle in the distance.

"Unfortunately sacrificed." Huashi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and more than ten people in the entire team were killed, which was a major blow to her. "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Zhang Ying took us and three others back to the sect.

Zhang Ying did not continue to ask, but asked the three men of Huamo to ride on the silver-winged roc after they came up. The silver-winged roc was like a sharp arrow shot into the clouds, tearing open the thick clouds and turning into a silver torrent and gradually fading away. The whole castle fell silent again. After a while, several sparse sounds of breaking the wind gradually sounded in the towering ancient forest that covered the sky and the sun. The gloomy and cold aura spread out in the forest like a tide.

The black robe that was as unified as ink, had more than ten figures standing in the forest. The terrible aura spread on its body made the surrounding beasts escape.

The eyes of these people were staring at the castle in the distance, a little gloomy.

"Captain, the target of the prey has died in the sword tomb." A middle-aged man, who was about thirty years old, said a little unwilling tone: "Our Mingye team has been running for thousands of miles, and even used the organization's secret chess in Langya Sect to sneak in here. He actually wanted to return empty-handed. It's so fucking unlucky."

Listening to the man's complaints, the man standing in the first place slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of coldness, and his eyes swept across the middle-aged man who was making noise, and said coldly: "Get away."

"Retreat? How can we retreat so easily? This is the tomb of a famous swordsman. If the information is correct, there is a sword formation inheritance here." The middle-aged man who made a voice before said a little reluctantly: "Captain, why don't we sneak into the sword tomb and steal the sword formation inheritance away."

"Idiot." The man looked gloomy: "The disciples of the Ninth Level of Condensation of Qi in Langya Sect who are still dead, this sword tomb must be extremely terrifying. We have no idea about this sword tomb at all. If you break into it rashly, do you think you can get out?"

"Retreat!" In the dim forest, more than ten figures slowly disappeared like poisonous snakes.

At the same time, in the depths of a lush dense forest hundreds of meters away from the castle, a young man sat upright on the white snow, leaning against the thick tree poles, narrowing his eyes slightly, and quietly looking at the vast sky. After a long time, a sound of hissing gradually emerged from the dead forest.

A scarlet figure flashed and stood on the treetops:

"The only survivors of the entire team are Huamo, Ye Xuanlou, and Yang Xiu, and the rest are all dead in the sword tomb."

The cold maid ● Ning, the young man turned his head slightly and stared at the scarlet figure on the treetops: "What's the movement of the Mingye Squad?"

"Mingye left with the team." Scarlet figure croaked hoarsely, arching his body slightly: "Head, are we going to evacuate too?"

"No hurry." The young man was a little excited, but shook his head and said, "I've been waiting for several days.

If the prey enters the sword tomb, it does not mean that he has died in the sword tomb. If the prey really dies in the sword tomb, it would be so damn bad luck."

The young man's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said with a smile: "If the prey really dies in the sword tomb, then this time it will be the first time my King of Hell's team failed to perform a mission."

"The 100% completion rate is wasted on this inexplicable kid, damn it."

Sparse curses sounded, and eight figures walked out of the dark shadows of the tree, and the scarlet bloody clothes looked extremely dazzling.

In addition to the figure on the treetops and the young people in front of them, there were a total of ten people.

Heaven punishes the King of Hell.

In the gloomy tomb.

Su Bai sat upright on the blue stone platform, and the sharp sword energy shot out from the air.

Su Bai's hands moved gracefully, as light as picking flowers through leaves, dragging the afterimages across them.

Hissing!

The terrifying sword energy flowed through Su Bai's fingertips. As Su Bai formed seals, it formed a series of empty sword seals. Under Su Bai's careful control, these sword seals were about to overlap and broke into pieces. The terrifying energy immediately spread out, causing ripples.

Failed again.

Su Fei was stunned and frowned. The practice of this Yuan Sword Formation is much more difficult than expected. He has been practicing in the sword tomb for several days. Just like when he was practicing the first sword formation, Su Fei conquered this Yuan Sword Formation step by step. This Yuan Sword Formation was extremely simple in Xu Changqing's letter, but in fact it was extremely complicated.

At least the first sword formation in Su Bai's hand only had more than ten sword seals, while this Yuan sword formation required more than twenty sword seals.

At the same time, these more than 20 sword seals were extremely obscure. If it weren't for Xu Changqing's experience in practicing this Yuan Sword Formation, Su Bai would not be able to conquer these sword seals in just a few days and evolve them.

The burning sensation in his body became stronger and stronger. Su Bai knew that if he delayed like this, the accumulation of poisonous gas in his body would definitely explode to a certain extent.

"I can basically evolve every sword seal. The key problem is that I cannot connect more than 20 sword seals in one go."

"Every time I have a feeling of insufficient stamina."

Su Bai murmured softly, his eyes drooping slightly at his fingers, and his fingers danced wildly again. His fingertips trembled slightly, and immediately there were sword energy bursting in the air, outlining sword seals under the control of his fingertips. After more than a hundred times of practice, Su Bai was able to evolve into sword seals without any fault: "It is at this time that the sword seals are connected together, condensed, and the sword formation is formed."

The heart was as calm as water, Su Bai had no mood and was not affected by the previous failure, and his fingers were crossed together. More than twenty sword seals slowly gathered together under Su Bai's control. Just as these sword seals were about to overlap, a powerful force rebounded out.

Su Bai frowned deeper. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the somewhat empty sword seal, his mind became more and more focused, and he kept trying to gather the sword seal together. This stalemate lasted for more than ten minutes. Just when Su Bai's face was a little pale, the sword seal collapsed again. The previous efforts turned into nothingness again, but Su Bai inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief: "Cultivation."

"It's because I don't have enough cultivation now. If I have enough cultivation, I can connect these sword seals together in one fell swoop." Su Bai said with a hoarse voice, but his eyes were particularly solemn. Although he found out the problem, this problem could not be easily solved for him.

"With my current cultivation level, I can only be stalemate with that force, but if I break through the fourth level of Qi Condensation and step to the fifth level of Qi Condensation, I should be able to form a formation successfully." Su Bai pondered, and his slightly frown immediately stretched out: "It has been three days."

"Four days left."

"In these few days, I entered the fifth level of Qi Condensation."

Su Bai closed his eyes urgently and did not dare to delay at all. Once the formation was not formed in seven days, it would be death...
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