Ye Chuxiao's knife moved faster and faster. As he raised and lowered the knife, those short figures holding the knife were easily cut off in large pieces by him like weeds.
However, he became less and less motivated, and the area that seemed to be about to spread on the blade shrank back again.
While enjoying the excitement and selflessness brought by the battle, the forgotten 'knowledge' reoccupies the high ground of reason.
The more rational you are, the more helpless you are.
The smarter you are, the clumsier you are.
The truth of the artistic conception was kept secret from Ye Chuxiao.
Then they took action at the same time, firing all kinds of attacks at Ye Chuxiao and Ye Chuxiao.
But if you have seen all the 'truths' about this beauty, and even know how she looks when she picks her nose, goes to the toilet, and picks her feet, then it will probably be difficult for you to have any impulse, even if she is still beautiful.
It still makes people yearn for it.
In an instant, the formation seemed to be plunged into endless danger.
"Oops! I fell into his trap!" A trace of panic flashed in Huang Zhentu's eyes.
The tearing sound seemed to be exploding in everyone's ears.
Ye Chuxiao relied on instinct and without any hesitation, he moved with his long sword, attacking with attack, and clashing weapons with weapons.
If what he was holding was a divine weapon, then this knife would do more than just chop off the head.
The wind stopped at this moment, and the light shattered even more completely at this moment.
In an instant, all sounds disappeared.
"Want to break the formation?"
After all, Yuanyang Sword could not quickly and completely keep up with Ye Chuxiao's growth pace.
"Three hundred miles?"
Crazy flames burned on his body.
Huang Zhentu obviously suffered some kind of attack against all living things before his death.
With a crash, part of the two superimposed formations poured into the bottom black formation under the guidance of Ye Chuxiao.
Instead, you should directly split the opponent from the middle, and then take advantage of the situation to harvest the life of an artistic conception monk.
"You're lying to us!"
Ye Chuxiao didn't pay the price for killing Huang Zhentu with one blow.
"Why?"
Huang Zhentu wanted to repeat his old trick and use the formation to cover Ye Chuxiao again.
The realm of artistic conception is like this beauty that Ye Chuxiao has seen all over.
But precisely because of this, he lost his courage to make progress.
Ye Chuxiao was not disappointed. Instead, he swung the knife like a hook and pulled hard.
The characters condensed into nine powerful visions of heaven and earth, surrounding Ye Chuxiao and restricting his space for movement.
Between the collision of the knife and the ax, there seems to be an infinite stream of light blooming.
It was all just his temporary hysteria.
"In that case, grow it for me!" He said softly.
This kind of mentality cannot be eliminated, we can only find ways to forget it.
Then this bright red bloomed like a flower.
Duanmulin nodded, and the aurora filled the air around her like a corona.
"Just be drowned in the formation like this!" Huang Zhentu said coldly to Ye Chuxiao through the formation.
Ye Chuxiao's Yuanyang sword turned into pure Yang energy again and was taken back into the body.
"Why do you have such a big field?"
Just like a beauty, when you first see her face half-hidden with her pipa in her arms, you will try every means to please her, get close to her, conquer her, and possess her, which will generate a lot of excitement and passion in order to achieve your goals.
That goal bursts out creativity, imagination and fighting spirit.
Every time the sword fell, he and Duanmulin were a few feet taller.
The eyes around her were all shocked by the beauty of this moment.
When they came back to their senses, what people saw was the broken body in the Yellow Formation.
The artistic conception monk holding the talisman pen waved the talisman pen in his hand and wrote nine complex and powerful talismans.
Whoosh!
The blade fell and the field was smashed.
But these were all swallowed up, digested, and gradually suppressed completely by Ye Chuxiao.
He fled hundreds of miles in an instant, far away from Ye Chuxiao's domain, and then fired at Ye Chuxiao from a distance.
At the same time, the Fu Dao Artistic Realm monk on the other side also took action.
Huang Formation Tu is the best formation in the world. Master Tu and Ye Chuxiao want to attack and break the formation, but there is no such possibility.
An area of four hundred miles in radius was suppressed like a mountain.
He was so horrified by Ye Chuxiao's previous operations that he forgot that he was the artistic conception monk.
"When I enter the artistic conception, God's will cannot be violated, it is unparalleled and absolute!"
This ax naturally contains extremely powerful domain power.
Just like a huge mountain collapsed and a pillar in the sky fell.
boom!
There was an explosion.
The Yuanyang sword in Ye Chuxiao's hand vibrated crazily.
"Youth, middle age, and old age are all just my will. My will is better than God's will. What is above is the artistic conception."
His domain is concentrated on the blade, although this blade does not specifically refer to the blade of the Yuanyang sword.
"I need to be a guest!" Ye Chuxiao looked at the space that was almost pure black, scratched his fingertips with his fingers, and a drop of bright red blood fell into the black ink scroll.
Strength and weakness cannot be completely distinguished by realm, but the existence of realm was not originally used to measure the strength of the conquest, but to mark the stage of cultivation.
Some elements of the triple array overlap, making changes within the array more complex.
Although it did not harm his life, the shame and anger of having his head chopped off by a monk of a lower realm made him even more embarrassed and angry.
But the results are worth it!
Even if they consume each other, they can be consumed for a long time.
"Escape so far!" Ye Chuxiao murmured.
I briefly fell into the embarrassment of having no knife to use.
"You are by no means the first to enter the artistic conception, you are at the pinnacle of the artistic conception!"
"Dead...dead?" People looked at the corpse of the yellow array diagram that had begun to turn gray and white in trance.
There seemed to be some weird power that was ready to burst out of Ye Chuxiao's body at any time and blow him to pieces.
He quickly struck Ye Chuxiao with an axe.
His eyes did not look at the vision transformed into nine kinds of symbols, nor at the artistic conception monk who came up with a short axe. Instead, he locked his eyes firmly on the tip of the knife held in his hand.
At the same moment, the blade turned and swept towards the artistic conception monk holding the talisman pen.
Huang Zhentu looks like a middle-aged man with an honest face. There is also a long-bearded artistic conception monk holding a talisman pen, and an artistic conception monk holding a short ax, guarding the left and right sides of the yellow array diagram respectively.
When they collected the souls of the artistic conception monks, they deliberately avoided those who were not to be offended.
Ye Chuxiao held his hands empty, as if he still held a knife in his hand.
At the same time, Ye Chuxiao jumped, flashed, and swung his knife!
There are almost no rules to be found. Every step you take, you must be careful of the sudden burst of murderous intent.
After solving the Huang Zhentu, Ye Chuxiao could give it a go more willfully.
His responsibility was to protect Huang Zhentu, but at that moment, he was deceived by Ye Chuxiao's sword light and missed the best defensive opportunity, which made Huang Zhentu hateful on the spot.
With a flick of his sleeves, a large number of little figures made of stacked paper charms flew out of Ye Chuxiao's sleeves.
Ye Chuxiao accurately seized the opportunity and cut into the flaw in the scroll with a knife, creating a small hole in the formation.
"We have been practicing hard for many years, and we are all geniuses worth billions. By luck, we entered the realm. Initially, our domain was only three to five miles away. How come you were able to expand your domain by three hundred miles in an instant?"
Ye Chuxiao will not fall into the trap again.
This time, he did not escape Ye Chuxiao's decisive blow.
The spirit was greatly stimulated. With the strength of Ye Chuxiao's soul, it felt like all three souls and seven souls were dispersed at this time.
"Stop wishful thinking!"
But the artistic conception monk holding the talisman pen is much smarter.
Then the vision became blurry again.
Therefore, Ye Chuxiao could only resist and fight, but could not avoid it.
Outside the scroll, Huang Zhentu saw Ye Chuxiao staining the painting with blood, destroying the original pure black color. He hurriedly waved his hand and superimposed two layers of the diagram, as if patching, making Ye Chuxiao's struggle fall into
Layers of networks.
Bang!
The Yi Jing monk who had been guarding Huang Zhentu and holding a short ax was completely angry.
The strange and sharp sound followed the gnawing and entered Ye Chuxiao's mind.
Ye Chuxiao climbed nearly one hundred and fifty floors and had extremely rich accumulation. His short burst of power within a short distance was even better than that of the artistic conception monks.
At this time, the ax in his eyes was getting closer and bigger.
He Lingxu drew the talisman, and the powerful and sinister talisman surrounded Ye Chuxiao, eating away at the protective barrier Ye Chuxiao had put up like poisonous insects.
Ye Chuxiao, who lost his precious sword, seemed like a tiger without its claws and teeth.
Huang Zhentu, who had spent a lot of money, looked at the increasingly strict and harsh stacked formation diagram, and finally felt satisfied.
The artistic conception monk holding a short ax was defeated by Ye Chuxiao's powerful domain in just an instant.
"I'll leave those trash fish to you!" Ye Chuxiao pointed at the Hui Realm monks and said.
Ye Chuxiao's domain overwhelmed the rules of heaven and earth and expanded three hundred miles in an instant.
There were two deep marks on his chest, and severe pain was tearing at Ye Chuxiao's body.
Only the array created by Huang Array himself can truly interfere with each other.
Ice, wind and thunder, poisonous fire... heavy murderous intentions, one after another.
In the flickering light, Ye Chuxiao finally saw clearly the figures standing outside the formation.
When they fight, they must break the realm first, and then the weapon.
Amidst the smile, a completely transparent knife appeared in the empty hand.
"Kill him quickly!" the Yi Jing monk holding a short ax shouted.
Correspondingly, it was the artistic conception monk opposite who was holding a short axe. The ax was blown away by Ye Chuxiao's knife, and half of his head was cut open at the same time.
"It turns out I've already broken through!"
The wounds on his head and face had not yet healed, and the monk with the short axe, whose face was still bleeding, had already pounced on Ye Chuxiao again.
However, in Ye Chuxiao's hand, only the Yuanyang sword could withstand the field of his blade.
"Conspiracy! This is all a conspiracy!" the Fu Dao Artistic Realm monk yelled crazily.
Even time is as raw as the embrace of the rising sun.
"If you want to have a hearty and intense battle that pushes you to the limit, you can't stay in this restricted situation."
The alternating layers of the network of patterns seem to be foolproof.
They replaced Ye Chuxiao and fought with the shadowy villains who constantly harassed him.
They landed on the ground, rolled along, and became three inches tall. Although they were small, they were also very powerful. Some were holding weapons, and some were holding staffs to cast spells in the air.
After all, Ye Chuxiao and Duan Mulin cannot easily pick up the missing items for an artistic conception monk who possesses a divine weapon, even if he is old.
Then... put on a smile.
A starry sky shrouded his head and fell, but Ye Chuxiao avoided it with his escape technique.
The area on the blade suddenly enlarged, covering hundreds of miles in an instant.
Ye Chuxiao heard the words and said calmly: "You also said that you were lucky enough to get into the artistic conception. Unfortunately...I am not!"
So much so that after he was cut into two pieces, there was no other possibility.
Ye Chuxiao stood on top of Huang Zhentu's body, holding knives in both hands and breathing heavily.
The artistic conception monk holding a hatchet looked like he was on an accelerator.
A series of cracks and fine lines spread on the blade.
The artistic conception of Fu Dao in the distance was directly hit by Ye Chuxiao's powerful domain, making him dizzy and the whole person was on the verge of collapse.
Behind the three Yi Jing monks were a dozen Hui Jing monks, each holding a magic weapon, stimulating the aura of the magic weapon and looking at Ye Chuxiao and Ye Chuxiao unkindly.
Ye Chuxiao took action and began to look for flaws in the talisman array space.
If his eyes can no longer be trusted, then he will trust his instincts and his own skills accumulated over time.
Although these talisman villains are far less numerous in number than the black shadow villains, their individual strength is much higher.
He seemed impatient to show his strength and certainty of victory.
As for the elderly artistic conceptions that Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin killed before, none of them had magic weapons or magic weapons.
"He doesn't have a knife anymore!"
The balance has been broken, Ye Chuxiao holds Duanmulin in hand, holding a knife in one hand, and goes with the wave.
Even if he temporarily destroyed the picture with blood and created an opportunity for himself to counterattack, he could not take advantage of the situation to expand his victory and escape from this formation.
But Ye Chuxiao showed a happy smile.
The moment Ye Chuxiao's domain was completely formed, he had already used the Talisman of Escape.
Ye Chuxiao gently released Duanmulin's hand.
No matter how strong Ye Chuxiao's wisdom level is, there is a natural gap in the level. This is a fact.
In a short time, a strict formation of suitable distances and distances was formed.
After a few breaths, the blood bloomed like a flower, like a flame, igniting more than half of the field of vision.
Death is the only destiny that is destined.
The ax, light, shadow, and illusion in his eyes all disappeared without a trace, as if he had never had an opponent.
Blood flowed freely on his face.
The colors in the space become richer, and richness means more flaws.
And Ye Chuxiao is just a Huijing.
"I'm overthinking everything!"
Ordinary artistic conception monks who wrap their weapons with domains would not have Ye Chuxiao's current worries.
Huang Zhentu's death made him sad, but Ye Chuxiao's tricks made him even more furious.
He hasn't gotten it yet, but he already feels a little contemptuous.
By the time he swung his sword for the seventh time, the stacked images had already shattered in front of Ye Chuxiao.
puff!
In Fu Dao's artistic conception, he vomited blood and spurted out blood. His mind was severely damaged and it was difficult to do anything for the time being.
Elsewhere, Duanmulin was also dealing with those Huijing monks.
Watching these Huijing monks lining up to knock on the Heavenly Spirit Cap, give away their souls and dedicate them to Duanmulin.
Ye Chuxiao knew that Duanmulin, the 'Pluto', had already lived up to his name in this world.
It was so difficult today. There were guests at home, including a bunch of children. They were noisy as if they were fighting. It was hard to concentrate on typing.