"If you are not strong in the Dao, you should be punished!"
Dao Qiongcang turned to the Eastern Region Sword Cultivator again. This time he did not kill anyone, but only punished him lightly.
Then the Holy Spirit Formation of the Tenth Century trembled, and the rays of light descended, purifying the negative states of all the sword cultivators, and then knocked them to the ground hard, causing them to fall to the ground one after another, wailing again and again.
"The Taoist Palace Master is wise!"
The spiritual refiner on the side quickly helped up his friends and comrades-in-arms. He was afraid that after these people were hit, he would say something indiscriminately and added: "The master of the Taoist Palace helped you get rid of the influence of the devil, and also used the holy light to help you strengthen your Taoist heart.
, you must not mess around."
How dare a sword cultivator from the Eastern Region act recklessly?
After getting up one by one, they bowed in fear and uneasiness: "I was almost affected by that broken sword and almost died. I am grateful to the Taoist Palace Master for saving my life."
There are also swordsmen who are crazy about famous swords. They stare at the situation of everyone around them and fall into deep thought.
"Famous sword?"
"In my impression, it seems that only the Demonic Sword Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord, which has been lost for hundreds of years, can influence all swordsmen to this extent..."
Now someone was shocked: "Devil sword? You said the broad sword above is the fourth sword among the twenty-one famous swords?"
"possible!"
"This magic sword can still be so powerful without a sword holder. How strong must the top three swordsmen be?"
"..."
Everyone was silent.
It turns out that the person who caused the Semi-Saint to take action was the fourth one on the list of famous swords, the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Weapons Demon Lord?
Rumors began to fly.
The phantom of the Holy Thought in the sky high in the sky, after locking the magic sword, focused on the black dragon scale.
He wanted to move and take down this weird thing.
But after all, he was delayed by the magic sword.
Taking advantage of this period of time, the heartbeat in the Holy Emperor's dragon scales accelerated to an extreme and finally stopped abruptly.
"thumping!"
The last dull heartbeat stopped, and everyone felt that their souls were trembling, with an ominous premonition in their hearts.
"This dragon scale has mutated again!" Master Huang Yang was close to him and his Taixu spiritual sense was also strong. He could see wisps of black demonic energy starting to escape from the dragon scale.
"It's scary. Last time, the dragon scales mutated and a magic sword burst out. What will happen this time?" Hong Dang, the Dragon Subduer, looked shocked and couldn't help but retreat a little.
The dragon scales in the distance were trembling at high frequencies.
The black evil energy trembled and dispersed, filling the sky in the blink of an eye.
The shadow of the Holy Thought in the sky was unmoved, and with another raise of the Immortal Sleeve, the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Array was called upon to lower the purifying glow to eliminate these demonic energies.
There was a "chi" sound.
This time, the much anticipated good results did not appear.
The moment the glow touched the demonic energy, it was directly dyed black.
The black color climbed up along with the rays of light and penetrated into the Heavenly Secret Dao pattern of the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Formation.
The sacred and bright white Tianji Dao pattern was instantly stained and turned completely black.
Dark night is coming!
"Oh My God……"
The spiritual masters in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains all fell into panic when they saw that their surroundings suddenly turned into a dark world filled with demonic energy.
The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation had temporarily replaced the world with a radius of 100,000 miles and became the spiritual sustenance of everyone.
But this time, Xia Guang did not purify the evil spirit, but was polluted instead.
Ever since, the whole world has become a hell on earth.
gloomy!
Creepy!
After the Tianji Dao pattern was contaminated, the demonic energy began to penetrate everything again.
In the black world, demonic energy emerged from the earth, and black liquid dripped from the tips of the leaves in the forest. Even people were affected by the panic in their hearts, and they all looked dazed and started talking nonsense.
"Everything is demonized..."
Rao Yaoyao had no idea that the Saint Emperor Dragon Scale, which only possessed a ray of power from the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, could have such a great influence on everyone and everything outside the Void Island.
She pondered for a moment and saw the limitations of Dao Qiongcang's actions across the two realms.
The power of the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation is limited. If the Holy Power is expended to help thousands of innocent spiritual masters, other than that, the power used to deal with the Demon Emperor Black Dragon will definitely be weakened.
The Demon Emperor Black Dragon is in the realm of the Holy Emperor, and Dao Qiongcang is a semi-saint. In terms of cultivation, he is already weaker. How can we distract him from caring about mortals?
"Teng Shanhai, guard the cracks in the Void Island. If there is any other movement, notify me immediately." Rao Yaoyao then took the Xuan Cang Divine Sword and jumped to the side of the phantom of the Holy Thought in the sky.
"What do you want to do?" Teng Shanhai was frightened.
In a battle at the level of holy power, what can you, a little Seven Swordsman, do?
You only talk about others and don't care about your own safety, right?
Rao Yaoyao calmly took out a drop of holy blood, opened her red lips, and drank it on the spot.
"Do something...that you can do within your power!"
She said no more, but closed her eyes and slowly raised the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.
"Buzz!"
The Void Sword Intent was criss-crossing, and in the dark world surrounded by demonic energy, with the help of the Holy Power, it was able to tear apart a bright edge, appearing in the eyes of the demonized world.
"Red Dust Sword..."
Rao Yaoyao pointed her toes and jumped into the air. Like a carp leaping into the lake, her figure turned invisible and merged into the void.
"One Sword·Refining the Heart!"
The Xuan Cang Divine Sword turned into ripples in the center of the lake and sea, and slashed at thousands of spiritual masters who were infected by the demonic energy. Deep in the souls of everyone, they started a head-on confrontation with the power of the black dragon, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon. .
Rao Yaoyao majored in love swordsmanship among the nine major swordsmanships.
The first level of love swordsmanship, Red Dust Sword, is the experience of the state of mind.
This sword, Rao Yaoyao, did not harm the spiritual refiner at all, but under the influence of the holy power, the power of the black dragon of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon was divided into an obstacle on the path of thousands of spiritual refiners to refine their hearts.
As long as the spiritual masters can break through this layer of obstacles, they can not only eliminate the influence of the black dragon's power in an instant, but also improve their mental state by more than one level.
pity……
Although the idea was good, Rao Yaoyao ignored the gap in power levels.
Even the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation in Dao Qiongtian has been tainted by the power of the black dragon. The "Red Dust Sword" that she can use to borrow the holy blood to cut is not even as good as a trace and a half of the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation in terms of holy power alone.
thread.
"puff!"
In just half a breath, Rao Yaoyao's figure was shaken back from the void, and blood spurted out from his mouth, his eyes full of shock.
On the road to mental state training, her sword could not transform even the slightest bit of the black dragon's power, let alone help all the spiritual masters.
To no avail!
"Rao Yaoyao, don't force yourself. This is a duel at the level of holy power, and you haven't taken this step yet." There was a sacred voice in my ears.
Rao Yaoyao turned his head and looked at the phantom of the Holy Thought in the sky.
She knew that this was the heaven's warning.
But she didn't listen.
"The Demon Emperor Black Dragon took great pains to send out its dragon scales. There must be a mystery in it. And the Holy God Continent's heavenly blockade is fighting against everyone. You are the master of the main hall. Can you make exceptions and be able to use the full power of the Semi-Saint?"
Rao Yaoyao analyzed calmly.
After a pause, she continued to transmit the message: "The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation, which you used to seal time and space to prevent the Holy Emperor's residual thoughts from escaping, has already consumed a lot of power. If you have to put more effort into solving the troubles of the mortal spiritual masters,
How much strength do you have left to deal with the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale?"
The shadow of the Holy Thought in the sky was silent, as if Rao Yaoyao was right.
Looking at the battle situation in the Yunlun Mountains, everyone thought that he, the Half-Saint of the Sky, would take action and enjoy unlimited glory.
But in fact, only people at the level of Rao Yaoyao know the difficulties of Dao Qiongtian.
"You save your strength to deal with the dragon scale. I will solve the trouble of the spiritual master." Rao Yaoyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The power of the holy blood was rising crazily as time went by. There was strong confidence in her words.
The phantom of the Holy Thought in Dao Qiongtian only paused for a moment, then stopped stopping and said: "Do what you can, and remember, your life is more important than everyone present combined."
Rao Yaoyao's eyes flashed with impatience: "Don't tell me this!"
After saying this, she stopped paying attention to the semi-holy sky, jumped into the air again, and raised the Xuan Cang Divine Sword high above her head.
Holy blood, to put it bluntly, is just semi-holy blood.
The Seven Swordsmen, to be clear, are only in the realm of Taixu.
With the previous sword "Red Dust·Refining Heart", Rao Yaoyao knew how big the gap was between the power of the Holy Emperor and the power below the Holy level.
Gu Xuan
This gap, to outsiders, will be impossible to make up for a while.
Raoyaoyao is different.
She raised her eyes slightly, gazed at Divine Sword Xuan Cang with pious eyes, and murmured: "It's up to you..."
The Xuan Cang Divine Sword, one of the five great artifacts of chaos, is the treasure that suppresses luck at the headquarters of the Holy Temple on the Guizhe Holy Mountain. The purpose of this operation is to deal with the current emergency situation.
If there is any external force in this world that can resist the power of the Holy Emperor.
That should only leave the power of destiny that has been nurtured in the Xuan Cang Divine Sword for thousands of years and has been blessed by many semi-saints and even the holy emperor.
The power of luck in the Holy Temple!
Likewise, it also represents a part of the destiny power of Holy God Continent!
Rao Yaoyao stood up out of thin air with a solemn expression. He released the sword in his hand, pointed his hands together, and crossed them in front of his chest.
"Xuan Cang, open!"
A clear cry.
It was clear that the Xuan Cang Divine Sword was not in the hands of the sword holder, but at this moment, it spun sideways at high speed in front of Rao Yaoyao.
Along with the rotation, wisps of destiny power flew out like golden sparrows, like the first ray of morning light that lit up the dark night, demonizing the whole audience, and the eyes of the spiritual refiner flashed with light of hope.
A Hundred Thousand Miles of Dark World.
On the ground are countless crazy spiritual masters scratching and screaming.
In the sky is the female sword fairy in elegant clothes, guiding the sword and breaking the situation.
The sword fairy’s order transforms the luck into shape.
Divine swords fly, birds lead and dragons sing.
"Ouch——"
Within a moment, a large amount of luck energy escaped from the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, turning into a five-clawed golden dragon, spiraling up into the air, and directly breaking through the black blockade of the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation.
Rao Yaoyao's eyes burst out with energy at the same time. He grabbed the high-speed rotating divine sword Xuan Cang with one hand, and his clothes rustled in the air waves.
"The Ruthless Sword..."
The loud roar of the dragon disappeared when Rao Yaoyao held her sword, and the golden dragon of luck also followed her shout, wandering from the sky, and merged into her body.
"Slay the demon!"
A horizontal slash with one sword.
This sword, blessed by the power of luck, directly penetrated the void and unreasonably hit the power of the black dragon deep in the souls of all the spiritual refiners.
No dissuasion.
Never transformed.
At this moment, Rao Yaoyao did not choose a roundabout way to use the power of the black dragon in another way, allowing the spiritual refiner to eliminate it on his own.
Because she understands.
There is no way that ordinary spiritual refiners can defeat the power of the black dragon alone.
And her sword, with the blessing of the Luck Golden Dragon, no longer required any detours.
"boom!"
Finished with one sword.
Gold replaced black.
The dark world of a hundred thousand miles was replaced by brilliance, and the Holy Spirit Formation of the Tenth Century returned to restore light.
The blackness in the eyes of the insane spiritual masters was also dyed into golden light, and finally returned to their proper clarity.
"what happened?"
"what happened……"
Everyone spread their hands and felt that there had been a change in themselves, but they could not explain clearly what the change was.
"This is the second level of love swordsmanship, the Sword of Forgetfulness?" On the other side, Teng Shanhai's one eye had already seen straight.
The style of Rao Yaoyao's sword is too outstanding.
Using the Sword of Forgetting Love, the second level of the Nine Swordsmanship of Love, directly caused thousands of spiritual refiners present to forget their own demonic desires deep in their souls.
Then, everyone regained their clarity!
This swordsmanship accomplishment...
How terrifying!
Teng Shanhai simply couldn't believe that Rao Yaoyao, who was in the same Taixu realm as him, could slash out with such a sword.
"So, is this the difference between the Seven Swordsmen and the ordinary Taixu?"
Teng Shanhai felt bitter in his heart.
In the past, Teng Shanhai had not cared much about the Seven Swordsmen, the most powerful person among the semi-saints who was widely rumored in the mainland.
He always felt that among the Seven Sword Immortals, except for Yu Tu, Hua Chang Deng, etc., they were able to master power comparable to that of a semi-saint in the Taixu realm because they were individually powerful.
But these individuals are exceptions!
Others simply cannot compare to their achievements.
However, today, Teng Shanhai saw a different kind of scenery.
Rao Yaoyao Shao took action with all his strength.
Teng Shanhai didn't even know before that Rao Yaoyao's swordsmanship understanding of the Nine Swordsmanship Zhongqing Swordsmanship had reached the second level.
They say that if you give the Seven Swordsmen a sword, the swordsmen will be able to defeat half-saints.
But the enemy right now is the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale!
Rao Yaoyao was able to kill the Black Dragon's power from the Holy Emperor's Dragon Scale with one sword, although it was said that he borrowed the power of luck from the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.
But this power of luck must be borrowed by someone who has the ability to do so.
For example, Teng Shanhai...can't do it at all!
Rao Yaoyao's sword is nothing more than claiming to the world: "Sword Immortal" plus "Excalibur" equals "the power of the Holy Emperor"?
"Succeeded..."
With one strike of the sword, the world returned to clarity, and Rao Yaoyao's eyes became inexplicably bright.
With the last sword "Red Dust·Refining Heart", she did not defeat the power of the black dragon, but through a head-on confrontation, she clearly understood the gap between herself and the Holy Emperor. This was a valuable experience.
This sword "eliminates demons" made her firm in her Taoism.
In ancient sword cultivation, not only the Eight Masters can achieve perfection.
He wields four swords, and his ability exceeds all generations.
If I take the divine sword Xuan Cang, Taixu can defeat the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale!
At this moment, Rao Yaoyao's Taoist heart was strengthened, and the self-confidence that had been unconsciously lost for decades was regained.
And the three kendo mountains that had been weighing on her heart, Yu Tu, Hua Chang Deng, and Ba Zun Shu, seemed to have begun to fall apart.
"Click!"
Rao Yaoyao heard the sound of his own bottleneck breaking.
Her eyes brightened, knowing that by taking this step, she might be able to reach the third realm of love swordsmanship and become a semi-saint of swordsmanship!
However, at this time, Dao Qiongcang's extremely calm voice sounded in his ears: "Rao Yaoyao, where is the Luck Golden Dragon?"
"Huh?" Rao Yaoyao was startled.
She just slashed out with one sword, borrowing the power of destiny from the divine sword Xuan Cang.
It stands to reason that after killing it with one sword, the Luck Golden Dragon will return to the Xuan Cang Sword Body and be reborn without any consumption.
But check it out now...
"The Golden Dragon of Luck is gone?"
Rao Yaoyao's heart stopped suddenly.
That is nearly one-tenth of the power of luck that the Holy Temple has nurtured for thousands of years!
Why didn't you come back?
How could you not come back?
How could you not come back?!
Rao Yaoyao's pretty face turned livid for an instant, then all the blood disappeared, and her whole body began to tremble.