More than twenty miles away from the formation, on a gray cliff...
Lin Xin carried sword blades densely packed like giant fans on his back and quietly looked at the direction of the formation.
"The six sects combined formation has some abilities."
There was no sadness, no joy, no fear in his heart. He just stood so calmly on the edge of the cliff, as if he was not facing an army of six sects, but just going out for a casual outing.
"Head-on confrontation, three magic weapons, I am indeed no match, but"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xin's mouth.
He raised his right hand, and a blood-red sword slowly rose up and hovered in his hand.
Chi Chi Chi Chi
In an instant, within a radius of tens of meters around Lin Xin, densely packed bloody swords slowly rose up.
Dozens of sword blades were slowly rotating, and the swords were densely engraved with numerous patterns.
All the sword blades surrounded Lin Xin, with the sword tips pointing downward, as if they had just been pulled out from the depths of the ground.
Lin Xinxin's sword skills are introduced.
Suddenly all the sword blades suddenly flipped over, with the sword tips pointing upwards and pointing diagonally towards the sky.
"The majestic power of heaven summons fire and earth evil, and thousands of swords and feather spirits turn into blood and lead back!!"
The palms in his hands bloomed like lotus flowers in an instant, and countless hand seals and sword techniques all exploded in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
Lin Xin's eyes sharpened suddenly, his hands finally formed sword fingers, and he moved forward a little.
The sword fan behind him suddenly vibrated.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!!!
In just a blink of an eye, several sword blades shot up into the sky from behind him, turning into streaks of black light and flying towards the formation in the distance.
Dozens of blood swords floating around him also flew up, like a dense volley of arrows, flying towards the six sect formations in the distance.
Seeing the swords falling in the distance like locusts from a distance, Lin Xin's lips curved into a sinister smile.
Taking out the Jade Immortal Bow in his hand, he stepped forward into the void.
With a buzzing sound, the whole person suddenly disappeared in mid-air over the cliff.
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Six great formations.
In the Suzaku Camp, several monks were sitting together. There was a chess board with black and white pieces in front of them, and they were laughing, chatting and playing chess for fun.
Suddenly someone seemed to hear a slight sound coming from far away in the air, and the chess pieces that had just been picked up paused slightly. "Did you hear any sounds?"
The man frowned slightly.
"What's the sound?" Another female cultivator said calmly.
"It seemed like there was a sound in the air, and something was flying over here."
The monk who spoke frowned.
Several people's expressions suddenly became solemn. They all raised their heads and looked towards the sky.
"Even if there is an enemy attack, we and the other six sects will work together to create the Panying Formation, and there will still be five ancestors standing guard, carrying the sect-suppressing magic weapons. There is no need to worry."
One person said calmly.
"Perhaps it is Songlin's test? I heard that they are good at Talisman swords, maybe they are the pioneers in this field?"
One person's guess.
"Sister Su Wan, what do you think?"
Su Wanye frowned slightly. In her memory, she recalled the Lin Xin she met who was good at the Talisman Sword when the Insect Mother was encircling and suppressing the group.
"The Pine Forest Talisman Sword does have its own power. In addition, it has been accumulated well over the years. It is understandable to spend some resources to accumulate Talisman Swords to try out."
She had actually left the Yufeng Sect and joined the Xuanye Sect. The Xuanye Sect was not optimistic about the six sects joining forces this time, and she didn't know why. She came this time just as a spectator and did not take any action.
Whether it is the Six Sects or the Pine Forest, the outcome has nothing to do with her.
With her current cultivation level at the peak of foundation building, she was sent out more to find opportunities for herself to achieve the golden elixir.
"I don't know what the Xuanye Sect was thinking, but they only sent Senior Sister Su Wan here. Songlin is just a mere sect. If it could withstand the combined efforts of the six sects, it would have long been unwilling to be alone and unify the Nanfu. This kind of victory is inevitable
Is there any need to wait and see about the battle?"
"Look ahead and look behind. Be careful. The Xuanye Sect has never been involved in many things, but this is also its flaw. If you want to get enough benefits, you must take enough risks." Another monk smiled. "He Xuanye
The teachings don’t even dare to take such small risks, let alone others. It’s natural to stand still and be complacent.”
Su Wan could naturally hear the whispers of the monks around her. The distance was too close, and her mental strength was much higher than that of these people. It was like someone was talking in her ear. She could hear it even if she didn't want to hear it.
She actually didn't know what the Xuanye Sect was thinking. If she hadn't been looking for an opportunity to form an elixir of her own, the Xuanye Sect might not even have been willing to send a single person here.
"However, since the leader has a plan, how can you low-class people understand it?" Su Wan sneered in her heart.
She had an intuition that everyone in the six sects was dissatisfied with the Xuanye Sect for not joining the alliance, but she felt that the person from the Songlin Sword Sect must have some trump cards. This was just from the look and tone of the Xuanye Sect's eyes.
inferred.
This battle will not end so easily.
She was determined in her heart.
Looking up, everyone could already see a group of small dots appearing in the sky above their heads. They were bloody flying swords led by black swords, and they were flying towards the camp in dense numbers.
"The Talisman Sword? The highest level Talisman Sword in Songlin is the third grade. No matter how powerful it is, what's the use against the ancestor Yuan Jing?"
Some people couldn't help but ridiculed.
Some monks who were unhappy with Su Wan even began to sarcastically secretly.
"The Xuanye Sect will not join the alliance this time. After we and the six sects carve up the pine forest, our strength will increase to a higher level. He will regret it then."
"Perhaps through this test, we can see a hint of Pine Forest's confidence."
Su Wan was looking forward to it.
She just pretended not to hear those gossips and looked at the rain of swords falling slowly above her head, her originally relaxed expression gradually solidified.
"No, this is not the third grade!"
She was suddenly startled, and quickly moved towards the side. She launched her escape technique and appeared on the edge of the formation dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the first black sword in the sword rain came into contact with the six sect formations.
The first black long sword squeaked like a steel needle piercing tofu, inserted steadily into the formation shield, and remained suspended in the air.
There was a pause.
Boom!!!
An earth-shaking huge explosion exploded above everyone's heads.
The endless bloody flames were like blood dyeing white paper red, dyeing the entire sky above the six sects' formation into blood.
The shield of the formation shook violently, gathering the resources of the six sects and formation masters, connecting the earth veins, and at the same time connecting the huge formations of the five Yuanjing ancestors. It can be called the strongest third-grade formation.
But the strongest level 3 is still level 3. After all, it cannot break through to the level of level 4.
It can withstand a lot of third-level attacks, but is ineffective against fourth-level attacks.
Just a black sword exploded, and plasma-like flames instantly opened a large hole in the sky above the formation.
Chichichichichichi!!
Dozens of swords rained down like arrows.
Boom boom boom boom!!
Every time a sword blade falls, there will be a terrifying explosion that shakes the ground. Bloody black magic flames sputter wildly, and the magic flames at the level of fourth-grade golden elixirs are spread everywhere, burning whatever they encounter.
In just a blink of an eye, the entire camp turned into a sea of fire.
Many monks fled to avoid resistance.
"Nectar from heaven."
An old voice spread from the Jinyu Sect camp.
It's Zhao Yunfeng.
He soared into the sky, and circles of green ripples shook around him. An exquisite ancient long ruler made of gold floated beside him, glowing with a faint golden light.
The green air dispersed, and countless raindrops fell one after another, hitting the magic flame and gradually extinguishing it.
The unrest caused by many explosions was quickly suppressed.
"Don't panic, it's just a sudden attack from the enemy. We are protected by a large formation. After blocking some of the power, the remaining power will not do much damage to us." Zhao Yunfeng shouted coldly.
As soon as his words came out, the commotion in the entire camp quickly calmed down.
Although the attack just now was powerful and destroyed many formations in the six sect formations, it did little harm to the crowd.
The Six Sects brought in middle- and low-level monks this time, mainly to suppress the fish that slipped through the Pine Forest, but they didn't expect to be caught off guard first.
Zhao Yunfeng felt a little angry and was about to fly in the direction where the sword rain came from to check the situation.
However, his eyes accidentally swept across the crowd in the camp and saw a figure.
He suddenly felt a chill in his heart and looked carefully again.
I don't know when I saw a strange man standing in the crowd, dressed in black and carrying four swords on his back.
The man raised his head and smiled at him. He pulled out the last golden sword on the left side with his backhand.
"Enemy attack!!!" Zhao Yunfeng's expression changed and he roared violently. His soul realm spread out, he grasped the golden ruler in his hand and hit the man on the head hard.
But it was too late, a Yuan Jing master wanted to raid the middle and lower monks with low cultivation level. It was as simple as eating and drinking.
"Desire to sell."
A soft drink.
The golden light suddenly exploded.
This time it was a golden flame that was far more powerful than the previous sword rain.
Countless golden fire balls were like living creatures, spreading out from the center and flying in all directions.
The first thing that was hit was a circle of monks standing next to Lin Xin. Wherever the golden fire passed by, all the monks turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
"The sun is so hot!?!"
Xiao Yiran, the Locust Needle of the Plum Blossom Sect, also appeared and was suspended in the air. Her face was twisted, and she was also enveloped by a pale white soul.
But unfortunately, unless the rule soul realms are completely consistent, generally two soul realm rules cannot be superimposed in the same space.
The soul realm she released conflicted with Zhao Yunfeng's, and the power was not as powerful as one plus one.
Seen from above, the entire camp turned into an Asura hell in an instant, and most of the thousands of monks who came to attack were burned to death and burned by the true fire of the sun in an instant.
The soul realms of the two Yuanjings had no effect at all. Facing the domineering Sun Fire, they could only try to slow down its speed and power.
But the weakened power is far beyond what these disciples and monks can resist.
Xiao Yiran's eyes were splitting when he saw it. Many of these dead and injured disciples and monks had their own disciples, the tyrannical Sun True Fire. Facing the monks below the Golden Core level, it was simply a massacre.
This kind of real fire ignites when it encounters objects, and even the aura protecting the body is useless. The aura protecting the body will even bring the real fire into the body and burn it due to the circulation of spiritual energy, accelerating death.
At this time, Zhao Yunfeng's golden jade ruler also hit Lin Xin's head.
clang!!
Lin Xinxin didn't know when a silver long sword appeared in his hand, holding the long ruler firmly.
But the ruler was densely covered with large golden light spots that spattered out, hitting him hard like a rain of swords.
The sound of ding-ding-ding-ding was heard for a while. (To be continued.)