Chapter 1677 Please let the sword come out of the world!
Thirteen blows to hell! The people at the scene were confused when they heard it! What the hell is this! However, just looking at the formation in front of them, the people at the scene felt that these thirteen blows to hell were very famous! "Holy crap! It's the thirteenth blow.
Go to hell! Hasn’t it been lost a long time ago? Is Qijian Zhetian really his dog? Even this is hidden!”
Bai Jianxing suddenly gnashed his teeth and cursed from the side.
"Sect Leader Bai, what's going on?
What are the Thirteen Underworlds!"
Someone asked again.
Bai Jianxing gritted his teeth and pointed at the rune formation at their feet, Qijian Covering the Sky, and explained: "Thirteen Underworld is a sword formation that uses Qijian Covering the Sky.
It is also equivalent to the sect-protecting formation of each of our sects.
Thirteen Underworld, as the name suggests, is a very difficult formation, and the conditions for its activation are very strict.
First of all, the first premise is that there must be thirteen people who have reached the innate secret realm in martial arts realm to open it at the same time."
"Only those who have thirteen innate secret realms can open it!"
The people at the scene took a deep breath when they heard it.
Is this him! How many people can be frightened by just one premise! If a sect has thirteen warriors from the innate secret realm, I am afraid that among the nine sects, they can walk sideways! And if thirteen people are required to take action at the same time, this
How terrifying the enemy must be! Everyone's scalps felt a little numb.
"And the second condition is to use their Zong Zong Sword as the formation's eye, in order to exert the maximum power of the Thirteen Underworld.
Rumor has it that thirteen strokes of the underworld can easily kill a master of mental state building."
Bai Jianxing said again.
"The Sword of Zong Zong?
Are you talking about the sword they buried in their ancestral tomb?
But didn’t you just say that no one can drive that sword?”
Those people reacted quickly.
"No one can drive that sword, but there is no problem in using that sword as an eye.
It's a pity that the restriction on that sword is too strong, otherwise if the restriction is destroyed, the sword can exert its maximum power as the formation's eye."
Bai Jianxing said again.
"If you put it this way, wouldn't Lu Ye be in danger?"
Some people were worried about Lu Ye's safety, and their expressions changed.
"Hey, the next step depends on Lu Ye's luck.
I hope Lu Ye can survive.
These thirteen strokes of underworld are very powerful, and there are only so many restrictions.
After they activate the large formation, they will consume it very quickly.
So, why is it called Thirteen Underworld?
That is, we must first lead the enemy to hell, and then the thirteen people on our side must also be determined to go to hell together from the beginning."
Bai Jianxing's eyes also shone with deep worry.
Although Lu Ye has a crushing advantage from the beginning to now.
But who knows how long Lu Ye can last?
The stronger the strength, the heavier the price paid.
The Thirteen Underworld was like this, and Lu Ye's body that is so strong now is probably the same... I hope Lu Ye can hold on! In the blink of an eye, the previous sect leaders flew away and landed on the edge of the formation.
They were all in one place, obviously very familiar with this formation.
Hu Yixiao felt a chill running down his back.
What's all this! Why are you going to hell now?
Is this Lu Ye really that strong?
Are thirteen people worthy of fighting Lu Ye to the death?
I hope I can survive the fight! Otherwise, I will really be doomed this time! Awakening the previous sect masters is Hu Yixiao’s last resort.
If the thirteen sect leaders are unable to do anything to Lu Ye, then Qijianzhe Genius will really declare that this is the end.
He was thinking a little sadly when he suddenly heard a cold snort from the side: "What are you doing! Get down quickly!"
Hu Yixiao was stunned for a moment and then raised his head.
But he found that the sect leaders were all staring at him, with some dissatisfaction in their eyes.
Hu Yixiao was immediately dumbfounded.
Eh?
You are doing your thing, I am just standing behind to support and watch.
What do you care about me?
Positioned?
Do you want to go farther away to eat melon?
Hu Yixiao was about to leave, but suddenly he heard Hu Feiquan scolding: "Boy, hurry up and land in the center of the formation at the three o'clock position in front of you!"
Hu Yixiao couldn't help but look in front of him at three o'clock.
Sure enough, there was one missing person standing in the center of the array.
That's impossible! Aren't there thirteen of them?
Hu Yixiao was even more confused.
He raised his head to see which boss was missing, but he felt someone tap him on the shoulder, and the next second he was thrown out of the formation.
Only then did he realize that the man standing behind him was the pale man from before.
He is also one of the thirteen people.
This person did not fall into the trap.
However, Hu Yixiao knew the origin of this man.
Others were looking at this man in mid-air, and suddenly felt a complicated emotion in their hearts.
It turns out...that's it...Hu Yixiao didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.
With this man around, at least Qijian Zhetian will never die.
However, what is going on now that I have participated in the Thirteen Underworlds?
Don't kill me too! As the new sect leader, Hu Yixiao naturally knows how to operate the Thirteen Underworld Formation.
Now he has no choice but to accept his fate.
When Hu Feiquan saw all thirteen people seated, he immediately made a strange gesture with one hand and shouted: "Please come out of the world with swords!"
The other twelve people also made the same gestures and shouted to invite the sword to come out of the world! For a moment, the light on the soles of their feet shone brightly! The ancient tomb under their feet also began to tremble violently! They were deep in the ancient tomb before.
The red light suddenly emitted a strong light! A powerful and evil aura suddenly enveloped the sky above everyone's heads! The red light, like a bolt of lightning, fell directly into the middle of the thirteen people
, which is the position of the formation eye.
Now, for the first time, everyone saw what the rumored treasure of the Qi Jian Zhe Tian looks like! This thing is said to be a sword, but it looks so disgusting! The handle of the sword is made of white bones! It seems to be human.
Like fingers, tightly entwined together.
The sword body is very similar to the ancient copper coin sword.
But what is strung together is not a single copper coin, but a dozen small human heads strung together to form a sword body, which looks terrifying! On the hilt of the sword, there are streaks of blood, just like the sword on the hilt.
Flowing spikes.
What is particularly eye-catching is that around this strange sword, there are four square blood symbols, which are like restrictions, suppressing the red light on the strange sword! This is the strange sword that covers the sky.
The treasure of the Zongzong! When Bai Jianxing saw this sword, his face turned pale on the spot.
His feet seemed to be trembling, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "It's really it! I feel it!"