Tuoba Yu looked at hundreds of white-robed wizards and had almost no resistance before being shot through his body and died on the spot.
His face was extremely ugly. His voice was trembling, and he said hoarsely: "I finally understand why eight hundred years ago, when my holy disciples had an absolute advantage, they could turn on the reincarnation circle in less than two sticks of incense.
Within a few days, tens of thousands were lost. This magic circle...
horrible!"
Chen Xuanjia looked at the air swords flying across the sky with fear on his face and said: "Let alone defeating it, even facing it is an act of suicide!" Old Man Mo Lin said: "This is just the reincarnation method.
At the tip of the iceberg of the formation, only the formation eyes on Cangyun's five veins were opened. Eight hundred years ago, Cangyun had thirteen veins! Each vein had a main formation eye! During the battle of Cangyun, it was opened
is ten
The power of the three meridians' formation eyes is much greater than it is now!"
Ghost Sword Demon King said: "Fortunately, our Holy Cult did not interfere with Ye Xiaochuan's hands today, otherwise Yujizi would definitely take the opportunity to destroy us! Under this sword formation, even if we, the 300,000 believers, do not all perish,
You will also lose most of it!”
Everyone nodded slightly.
Just one wave of attacks from thousands of single-color air swords killed four to five hundred white-robed wizards on the spot. There are at least five to six million single-color air swords in the sky, and at least three thousand more powerful Qingtian ones.
The giant sword, not to mention, as long as Yu Jizi makes a thought and waves the Samsara Divine Sword in his hand, a steady stream of Qi swords and giant swords will be separated from the five light pillars.
Come out and condense the new monochromatic Qi sword.
This is definitely not something humans can resist.
Nor can it be resisted by large numbers.
Whoever faces this sword formation will have only one ending.
die!
There will definitely be no second ending!
The endless monochromatic air swords and sky-high giant swords are like the sword of death, looking at everyone in the sky indifferently.
Regardless of whether they are wizards, goddesses, or people from other sects, if anyone dares to take action, these terrifying swords of death will take their lives immediately.
Inside the Hall of Reincarnation.
Xuan Ying was controlling the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk to condense Yun Qi's imprisoned soul. She passed through the huge door of the Reincarnation Hall and looked at the situation outside. She knew that the Reincarnation Circle was opened and felt anxious.
However, she was tied up like the old storyteller. Once she left, Yun Qiyou would be in danger of his life.
Li Ziye had frozen Yun Qiyou through the Haotian Mirror.
He took a breath and took a look at the situation outside.
Said: "I didn't expect to see the reincarnation array activated again in my lifetime, but compared to that time, the power released by the array at this moment is not as powerful."
Xuan Ying said: "Something must have happened to Xiaochuan." Li Ziye said: "Ye Xiaozi is a grudge for seven generations and the savior chosen by the Wood God. His destiny in this life is destined to be bumpy, but he is not destined to die young. Don't worry.
That’s it. What should be worried about is the back mountain. You can feel it, too. The back mountain seems to be
Something unknown happened."
Xuan Ying nodded silently and said: "There are at least ten powerful energy fluctuations in the back mountain." Li Ziye said: "We can still capture such clear energy fluctuations from a distance of dozens of miles, which means that the master of those ten powers.
They should all be in the Sumeru realm. With so many masters in the Sumeru realm gathered together, it seems that they are still in the
The situation is tense. I guess I am a master in the heaven. This is what we should worry about. At this moment, I have forcibly frozen Yun Qiyou's body, and now I am starting to seal her heart. Miss Qingying, go and get the reincarnation hall.
The door is closed to prevent Xuan Ying from doing two things at once. Yun Qiyou is in danger at this moment. If he is distracted,
She must die!
Later, Qingying and I will join forces, plus the little fox demon's Bingxin Qihua, we can seal Yun Qiyou's five orifices for up to half an hour, and then we can go out. So we can't waste time now.
Take action quickly!"
Upon hearing this, Qingying hesitated for a moment, then rushed to the door and closed the two giant doors with force.
At the moment it closed, she took one last look at the situation outside through the gap.
Just in time to see hundreds of southern Xinjiang wizards being killed by endless air swords while they were breathing, their faces looked very ugly.
Samsara Peak, back mountain.
Nameless Valley.
The old storyteller turned a blind eye to the top masters around him.
He is still trying his best to rescue Yuan Xiaolou.
I saw his handprints changing wildly, muttering words in his mouth, and a moment later he picked up the judge's pen in the blood bucket.
The blood-stained judge's pen flicked, and all the blood was sprinkled on Yuan Xiaolou's body.
Yuan Xiaolou had no trace of her body, and the old storyteller had previously painted many horrific patterns on her body with blood.
When the blood fell on Yuan Xiaolou's body, the pattern lines began to emit a blood-red light as the old storyteller's mysterious method was activated.
It's strange that these blood-red rays of light did not spread outwards, but only floated on the surface of Yuan Xiaolou's body. Then, like a giant whale absorbing water, all the blood-red rays of light were absorbed into Yuan Xiaolou's body. The old storyteller sang: "Three Souls.
The source of the soul is the embryonic light of one soul, the refreshing spirit of the second soul, and the ghost spirit of the third soul. The origin of the seven souls is the corpse dog soul of the corpse dog, the arrow-diving soul of the second soul, the bird's shadow of the third soul, the thief-swallowing soul of the fourth soul, the non-poisonous soul of the fifth soul, and the six souls of the soul.
Get rid of filth, seven souls stink lungs. Three souls and seven souls, condense
Gather into shape, use blood as a medium, and use the corpse to bring back the soul!"
When the old storyteller sang the last line of "Borrowing a corpse to bring back a soul," the judge's pen touched the center of Yuan Xiaolou's eyebrows.
He shouted: "The bridge between heaven and earth has been restored. Wake up quickly! Wake up quickly! Wake up quickly..."
The valley echoed with the almost crazy voice of the old storyteller.
Suddenly, the fingers of Yuan Xiaolou, who was lying on the flower bed, moved slightly.
She actually lived!
Seeing this scene, the old storyteller took a breath, wiped his sweaty brow with his sleeve, and poured the last elixir in the bowl into her mouth.
Then, he seemed to lose his strength and sat down next to Yuan Xiaolou.
At this moment, Hua Wuyou, who had been sitting cross-legged not far away, slowly opened his eyes.
His body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
It's strange that his blood is not red.
But green.
No one knows what horrific things Hua Wuyou experienced in Pluto's illusion. Even a person of his level could be injured in the illusion.
Hua Wuyou turned to look at the old storyteller who was almost out of breath, and said, "How is she?"
The old storyteller said: "She is alive, but I almost died of exhaustion!"
Hua Wuyou stood up, walked to Yuan Xiaolou's side, checked Yuan Xiaolou's pulse, and found that Yuan Xiaolou already had a pulse.
He bent down and saluted the old storyteller and said, "Thank you, old man."
The old storyteller panted: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, but I didn't expect it would cause such a big mess."
Hua Wuyou looked around, his eyes passing over Pluto, Yao Xiaofu, Yao Xiaoyu, Xian Yao, Fa Xiang, Wu Se, and Guo Bi'er one by one, and finally landed on the three gods in golden armor. He said calmly: