With a punch, the gravel on the ground was suddenly shaken into the air by the huge force, and the miniature formation was also destroyed.
boom!
Large areas of stone bricks in the square were cracked, and the rubble was suspended in mid-air, exposing thousands of spiritual stones. These spiritual stones were originally dim, but in that small moment of disillusionment, they were like awakening.
As if in a panic, the elemental power contained within was immediately activated, and a huge magic circle rose into the sky.
Countless colorful lines began to gather at an astonishing speed, mainly blue, forming an array in the void with a radius of thousands of feet.
The local power of this nine-level formation, which was also Yuan Futu's biggest trump card, was finally displayed without reservation. The pressure formed by the formation came like an upside-down waterfall, causing the movements of everyone present to become stagnant.
It feels astringent, as if there are thousands of pounds of weight hanging on the body.
"What a powerful formation." Han Fei, the leader of the Dragon God Sect, frowned slightly and was quite surprised. This formation was obviously a temporary arrangement, but the mystery contained in it was beyond his imagination.
The power of the law itself was beyond his imagination.
This huge formation hangs above the head, silent and motionless. Yuan Futu stands in the center, feeling full of power, and his movements have the power to kill the heaven and the earth. However, facing the two masters of the Heaven Transformation Realm, he still
Not the slightest certainty.
This is simply a battle without suspense. All he can do is delay, but before delaying, he must grasp the last glimmer of hope.
Wang Jian's plan has lost its meaning. Yuan Futu has no chance to go to the back mountain to pull out Wang Jian. Even if he had, he would not do it. There are two reasons for this. On the one hand, if the defense line of the main peak is lost, it is equivalent to
Yu pushed all the disciples in the back mountain into the abyss of hell. Without certainty of victory, he would never take such an extreme method. On the other hand, even if he pulled out the king's sword, he would not be able to break the three sects' encirclement.
Crisis, this is a dead end from beginning to end.
Yuan Futu lowered his head and took out a personal jade pendant hidden in Yuanyang Dragon Armor.
This jade pendant is very old and seems ordinary, but inside it affects the power of the entire Tianmo Sect. It was a token given to him by Qin Rongxian back then.
At this moment, the jade pendant was held by Yuan Futu in his hand. He suddenly exerted force and heard a soft pop sound. The jade pendant shattered. The power hidden deep in the pendant began to escape and disappeared into the void in an instant. He did not know where to go.
where.
Yuan Futu is very aware of the current situation. The survival of Tianxuan Sword Sect is not tied to him. There is only one thing he has to do, and that is to hold on, no matter what, he must hold on.
Baili Ximie snorted coldly, then flew towards him, with magic patterns flowing all over his body, and jet-black air currents exploding continuously, and he appeared in front of him in an instant.
Yuan Futu's eyes were cold, he held the Zhuhuang Sword flat on his chest and moved straight forward.
Along with the loud rumbling sound, the array pattern with a radius of thousands of feet began to move, and in the void, a blue sword shadow was condensed, with colorful element patterns engraved on it.
Whoosh!
This sword shadow fell from the sky and came to the top of Baili Xiannie at an extremely fast speed.
The leader of the Jiuyou Sect narrowed his eyes and clearly noticed the sword shadow, and he rushed forward with his long-prepared fist without hesitation.
Boom!
A circular airflow exploded out of thin air.
Baili Ximie felt his breath stagnant. He thought he could easily destroy it, but he didn't expect that the sword shadow was very stubborn. It was not instantly shattered by the "Nine Nether Battle Emperor Technique", but only appeared at the tip of the sword.
There are several cracks, and the power of the formation contained within is as surging as the boundless ocean.
Baili Ximie's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and the light erupted from the depths of his eyes, with a bit of stern color, and the magic patterns on his fists also doubled in size, but the whole person was forced to retreat.
, both feet are sunk deep into the ground and pushed backwards.
It lasted for about ten breaths before the cracks on the sword shadow spread to the tail, then completely collapsed, turning into fine streams of light and dissipating in the air.
But the leader of Jiuyou Sect has been pushed to the position where he originally stood.
Han Fei saw this scene from beginning to end and said solemnly: "It seems that the power of this formation is more powerful than I imagined. How was the sword shadow formed just now?"
As the leader of the Dragon God Sect, Han Fei, who has reached the realm of Heaven Transformation, has quite a lot of research on formations, but he has never understood the mysteries of sword formations, so he feels a little confused.
Baili Ximie shook his head and said: "No wonder Feng Chenzi wants to use our power to destroy Jianzong. With this formation alone, he probably won't be able to last even half a stick of incense."
If it was Feng Chenzi who took the sword just now, he might not be able to resist it even with all possible means.
Han Fei's frowning eyebrows straightened and he said: "This formation is indeed powerful, but it can't change anything. The Sword Sect is bound to perish. It's just a matter of time."
"But if it drags on for too long, it won't be good for everyone." Baili Ximie said in a deep voice.
The battle between sects will inevitably attract the attention of the entire imperial court, and other sects will inevitably get involved, not to mention that there are Chaos Spiritual Treasures and seventh-level peak kung fu books here.
Han Fei nodded, "I know, so I have no intention of holding back." As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up at the sky and saw a huge dragon head protruding from the gray clouds.
The dragon's head is as big as a house, shining with golden light, the dragon's eyes are like sapphire crystals, and the two dragon horns are piercing straight into the sky, like ancient gods, with unparalleled power.
"Eight Heavenly Dragons!" Baili Ximie said, "Is this your Dharma? It's quite big."
Han Fei smiled and said: "But how can it be compared with your immortal demon? Let's see who can break this formation first."
At present, this Sea Emperor Yuanji Formation has been completely controlled by Yuan Futu. The reason why he uses himself as the formation's eye has only one purpose, and that is to use this to better display the power of the sword formation.
The Zhuhuang Sword was in his hand, slowly gliding in the sky, and the steady edge of the sword outlined two lines of handwriting.
One stroke and one stroke, like two vertical and horizontal sword marks, the sharp edge suddenly appears!
In an instant, this huge formation seemed to be running with all its strength, and within the formation patterns, the abundant elemental power in the spirit stone was instantly condensed into a series of blue sword shadows.
According to a rough estimate, there are nearly a hundred channels, but the aura is not as powerful as it was at the beginning.
With the help of the power of the large formation, Yuan Futu displayed the unprecedented Sea Emperor Yuanji Sword Formation. His eyes became increasingly murderous, scanning the Jiuyou disciples who intended to invade the Sword Sect, and shouted: "I will accept my fate!"
The Zhuhuang Sword thrust out, seemingly weak and powerless, but the nearly a hundred sword shadows let out a sharp roar at the same time, falling like a sudden rain.