"The time has come." Master Hunyuan slowly stood up, raised his right palm, and dark thunder flashed under his palm.
Pingxin, Tongtian, Yun Zhongzi and others were all watching the Hunyuan Taoist Lord, and their true energy surged, and they were ready to fight to the death.
"This world should be destroyed..." The Master Hunyuan took a step forward, and the lightning under his palm was like a silver snake, trembling and trembling.
The leader of Tongtian Sect said: "Zi Su must be at a critical moment, and we will stop him for a quarter of an hour!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already slashed at the Lord of Hunyuan.
The Master Hunyuan waved his right palm, and when the lightning flashed, he heard a long cry from the Master Tongtian. Qingping in his hand flew out, and then the soul was shattered by this terrifying thunder!
The Master Hunyuan was still interested in fighting with them at the beginning, but now he no longer had the leisure time, so he was the ultimate move.
But seeing the thunder and the thunder light, the soul of the leader Tongtian Sect actually turned into a dot of light and drifted away everywhere.
One palm destroys Tongtian!
The Master Hunyuan Taoist took another step forward, and his second palm had been swung out. Yun Zhongzi stretched out his arms to resist, and his body felt a sharp pain. Then he saw the terrifying flame turning into a sea of fire, swallowing himself.
His strength is even worse than Tongtian, and he didn't even have the chance to yell and scold him, so he was burned clean by the Golden Crow Divine Fire.
The Master of Hunyuan took another step towards Pingxin and waved his palm.
Seeing Tongtian in peace, Yun Zhongzi fell one after another, knowing that he was no match for Master Hunyuan at all, and this palm might not be able to catch it.
But at this moment there is no other way except to welcome this palm!
She gritted her silver teeth, reached forward, and tried her best to resist!
boom!
A loud bang!
The ears were buzzing.
Pingxin couldn't feel the pain for a long time, but when he looked up, he saw a tall figure appearing in front of him.
Only a voice heard: "Lord of Taoism, if you can break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, you may not be able to break this big formation!"
Hearing this voice, Pingxin breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked closely, he saw that the void was torn apart and a man appeared in front of him, wearing a black robe. Who was it not Zishou?
The Master of Hunyuan said: "You will know if you try it."
Zishou reached out and yelled: "Zhu Xian Sword Formation, reunite!"
In an instant, the whole world was filled with wind and wind, dark clouds covered the sky, and the various earth gates in the formation were reorganized.
A thunder suddenly exploded, shaking the four fields. A red cloud flowed through the formation and shone the sky, covering the wilderness.
The four swords of Zhu Xian and the eight swords of Kunwu were all submerged into the formation and turned into part of the formation.
"But that's it." The Master of Hunyuan said lightly, taking a step towards Zishou, and in an instant, endless murderous intent locked on Zishou.
These murderous intents are invisible, but they instantly divide the place where Zi Sui stands into pieces!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Fragments of time and space splashed out, and they raised their arms to block them. They could not help but be cut and their clothes were broken, and their snow-white skin was covered with slender wounds.
However, the uterus in the cracked space was completely damaged, and the rainbow light shone on the body, and the bright color flowed.
"Of course not enough... the three corpses entered the formation!"
Zishou shouted softly, and three rainbow lights shot out from the three flowers above his head, and shot towards three directions.
"I am a madman in Chu, Feng Ge laughed at Confucius! Holding a green jade stick, he looked at the Yellow Crane Tower. Hahahaha! How could the Master Hunyuan Dao? How could he take me a shot?"
A burst of crazy laughter came from the Zhuxian Gate in Zhengdong. Then a man strode, wearing a nine-cloud crown on his head, wearing a Taixuan white crane and a long spear in his hand. He was arrogant and domineering. Who wasn't Li Fengge?
The Master Hunyuan said: "The evil corpse clone, hum, it's interesting."
Immediately afterwards, a long sigh came from the Soul Immortal Gate, and then a slightly desolate voice heard from a person: "The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen continents... The Taoist Lord, Chu Jiangyue
Come and learn the tricks!"
The Master Hunyuan turned around and saw that the visitor was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a Ruyi crown on his head, a white robe with snow, and a long sword in his hand.
"The clone of the good corpse, the nine-turn level, is not bad." Although Master Hunyuan was surprised by the strength of the two good corpses, he was not panicked.
No matter how many nine turns come, it is nothing to him.
"Dangdang!"
Suddenly, two bells rang from the northern fairy gate, followed by an old voice saying: "The spiritual platform has no way to escape the divine arrow, the wind and rain are like a rock and dark in the hometown. I send my heart to the cold star without paying attention, I recommend it with my blood
Xuanyuan. Taoist Lord, if you want to destroy the prehistoric world, it is against the great way. I am willing to exchange my blood for a peaceful world."
This man wore a nine-diao crown on his head, a purple-sleeved robe with eight treasures, and a chaotic bell in his hand. He looked quite like a son, but he had been aged for twenty or thirty years and looked like a man in his fifties and sixties.
It’s not someone else, it’s Wen Xiao, who just cut off.
When Master Hunyuan saw Ji Wenxiao, his face finally showed some emotion and said, "The attachment to good and evil is the young and the old, your three corpses really surprised me. Is this your method?"
Taiqing Laozi appeared aside and said, "This formation is not enough to deal with the Taoist Lord. Your Zhuxian Formation is not formed by the sixteen swords. I have collected these thirty-six swords to help you set up the formation!"
He reached out and waved his hand, flew out of his robe and jacket, and threw all his sword into the formation.
As soon as the Thirty-Six Swords entered the Zhuxian Formation, the entire formation seemed to come alive in an instant.
The Master of Hunyuan was indifferent and allowed the changes in the Zhuxian Formation.
He was so powerful that he could ignore everything, and he was unwilling to interfere with Zi's formation.
Zishou stood on the Bagua Platform and said, "The famous swords in the world, listen to my summons!"
He suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted: "Come on the sword!!!"
He shouted like thunder. In an instant, famous swords everywhere in the prehistoric world were shaking!
The famous sword Taia broke through the air, flew into the Zhuxian formation, and formed it into the sword formation.
The Nanshan Divine Dragon transformed into Chixiao, flew away from the sky, and was also arranged into the sword formation.
A Kunpeng under the sea jumped up, spit out the sword of fish intestines from his mouth, turned into a fire, and sank into the Zhuxian Formation.
A thousand years ago, Chijin Mountain broke out and a sword broke out, turning into golden light and rushed into the sky, but it was a pure Jun sword.
A Helu's tomb was broken, and a sword flew into the sky and turned into a sword that won the evil.
In the void, the soul of the Tongtian Sect Master who was hiding in the Heavenly Dao slowly woke up, but at this moment, a divine thought came out: "Qingping, go!"
Suddenly, the Qingping Sword turned into a green light, rushed into the sky, and threw itself into the Zhuxian Formation...
The innate sword flew from heaven and earth in one mouthful, all of which were immersed in the formation and formed a key part of this formation.
When the last purple-green sword was arranged into the formation, eighty-one long swords were already in full swing.
In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword Formation burst out with an unprecedented aura of killing, destruction, killing, and solemn revolution!
Zishou stood on the Bagua Platform, his eyes fluctuated without any fluctuation. He looked at the changes caused by the sword formation, stretched out his hand, and eighty-one long swords were shaking together. For a moment, the solemn sword energy had reached its peak!
He slowly stretched out his right palm, held the sky with his hand, and shouted: "Zhu Xian Sword Formation! Destroy the Saint!"
boom!
The sword energy is like mountains and seas, like waves, like sky collapses, like earth cracks...
The sword intent destroys the world, kills the immortals, kills the gods, kills the saints...