"We are blood-stained bodies that can be gathered and dispersed, and are not attacked by sword energy. The three immortals in Kunlun and Qin Luo have calculated over and over again, but they have not considered this.
To think that a sword formation can kill us is really overestimating our capabilities, haha!
The clone of Xueyun Ancestor laughed loudly.
"Yes, when my ancestor was distracted and found the person in charge of the sword formation, he tore him alive.
Huh, so what about the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, it’s not going to be destroyed by Ancestor Ban, haha.”
Ancestor Xueyun shouted loudly and was about to use the method of distracting thoughts.
However, at this moment, another boundless murderous aura came towards me from within the Immortal Sect.
"Hmph, come back, I want to see what you can do to me, ancestor?" Xueyun ancestor and his clone looked at each other, shouted arrogantly, and instead took the initiative to face the murderous aura.
However, the next second, Ancestor Xueyun secretly screamed something bad.
This mass of murderous aura is no longer the boundless Gengjin sword aura, but an inexplicable mountain-like pressure.
As soon as the blood-stained clone of Patriarch Xueyun came into contact with this mass of murderous aura, it clicked and was crushed to the ground.
The huge body was instantly crushed into a thin blood cake by the invisible pressure, unable to move. The invisible and blood-stained body was almost crushed to pieces.
Ancestor Xueyun's body resisted for a few seconds, and then he couldn't bear it any longer. His mountain-like body was crushed to the ground and he knelt down.
In the end, there was only a loud cracking sound, and he was crushed to the ground. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.
"How is it possible? What's going on?" Ancestor Xueyun shouted in horror.
At this time, I heard a voice ringing in my ears, "Brother, it's your turn."
"go!"
Hearing a loud shout from Master Tianhong, and a stern sword energy, he attacked the ancestor Xueyun.
Ancestor Xueyun's eyes widened in horror, and after a moment, he and his clone let out a death-defying wail.
The powerful sword energy actually penetrated directly into the sea of consciousness of Patriarch Xueyun, like pieces of knives, cutting away the consciousness of Patriarch Xueyun and his clones bit by bit.
Divine consciousness was originally the weakness of the Xueyun Ancestor. Once it encountered this powerful spiritual attack, the blood-stained clone could no longer sustain it.
After a cry of pain, his consciousness was scattered, and his blood-stained body could no longer hold on. Amidst the miserable howls, it gradually turned into a pool of blood, just a little short of being destroyed physically and mentally.
Ancestor Xueyun's spiritual consciousness has been greatly damaged. If he looks at his last clone, he will soon be destroyed physically and mentally.
My heart couldn't help but hurt, but there was nothing I could do.
In the midst of heartache, the sword formation has moved to the sword gate hosted by Qin Luo.
I saw a flash of sword light from the sword gate where Qin Luo was, and all the nine palaces of the Zhuxian Sword Formation were lit up.
Starting from the Qian Palace, endless Yang Qi rushed out, like tens of thousands of suns, shining on the blood-stained body of the Xueyun Ancestor.
The clone of Patriarch Xueyun, which had just turned into a pool of blood, completely dissipated in an instant as soon as it was exposed to such a strong and yang energy.
There was only one bloody inner elixir left, and Qin Luo moved it out of the formation with a thought.
"ah!"
Seeing his clone being destroyed silently, Patriarch Xueyun let out a mournful cry.
After a while, he couldn't care less about his heartache and regret, because the tens of thousands of Yang Qi were like tens of thousands of suns, causing him great pain.
The ancestor of Xueyun was also extremely powerful. He shrunk his blood sharply and tightly compressed his essence into his dry body, and he was able to withstand the blow from Gan position.
However, after this attack, it was not over yet. The attacks from the other eight houses followed closely and came as promised.
Ancestor Xueyun gritted his teeth and threw out treasures one after another, resisting forcefully. Those magic weapons that were comparable to immortal weapons all turned into fly ash after falling into the endless attacks.
When Patriarch Xueyun used all his magic weapons and withstood the first round of attacks, and once again gathered the blood-stained clone, he sadly discovered that his figure was only half of its original size, and his consciousness was affected. The damage was serious, and his strength suddenly dropped to the early stage of divine transformation, and there were even faint signs of falling to the Nascent Soul stage.
Seeing the light above the Immortal Sect flashing again, the next round of attacks was about to come. When the ancestor of Xueyun was desperate, he had to look up to the sky and let out a sad cry, "My life is over!"
However, just as these words were spoken, Patriarch Xueyun suddenly heard an abnormal clicking sound from within the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and all the murderous intent within the formation became unstable.
Gradually, the surroundings became clear, and the figures of Qin Luo, Tianhong Laodao, Xuan Kong, and Xuan Ming were clearly revealed.
Not only that, there were tiny cracks visible to the naked eye on the four flying swords in front of the four of them. The faces of Qin Luo and others were also horrified. Obviously, they had not expected this situation. of.
At this time, the ancestor of Xueyun screamed loudly, and then rushed toward the weakest Xuan Ming like a madman, trying to escape from Xuan Ming's side.
Xueyun Patriarch's desperate fight was naturally not something that Xuan Ming could resist.