In the Nine Mountains of Tianyun, the battle continues, with roars, landslides, broken trees, strong winds... It's like the world is being destroyed!
The people watching from a distance all had expressions of sigh on their faces.
The large-scale battle between the third-level sects was so terrifying that nearly a million miles turned into a battlefield.
In the sky, Huanyuan stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent, overlooking the entire Tianyun Nine Mountains and the majestic Tianyun Divine Tree.
It was as if he was a master from above, looking down at the ants.
Until, he moved, and with a gentle step of his feet, the void was torn apart.
His eyes were cold, and his hands suddenly condensed. Countless giant eyes opened behind him, and their gazes fell on the Dao Lords of Tianyun Sect.
There are only thirty-six Taoist Lords of Tianyun Sect. Under that giant eye, there are three or five people who happen to look at it.
Suddenly, the three or five Tianyun Dao Lords were stunned, their pupils were dilated and gradually became dull.
At this moment, a flute appeared in Huanyuan's hand. He tapped the white flute. Suddenly, the mouth of the flute split open, and a handleless flying sword flew out from it.
With the thought of Huanyuan, the handleless flying sword turned into a tiny ray of light, which instantly passed over the heads of the five famous Dao Lords.
The speed of the flying sword was so fast that even Feng Xuan and others did not react. A slight wound appeared on the forehead of the Lord of the Five Great Dao.
The distracted eyes gradually turned dim. Not only that, the dead Taoist Lord actually died with a smile on his face, with a look of happiness on his face.
"Huanyuan!"
There was a roaring sound in the heaven and earth, and Feng Xuan's eyes were about to burst.
He stared at Huanyuan, his eyes gradually filled with bloodshot eyes. There were no more than thirty Daojuns in the entire Tianyun Sect, but now five of them had been lost.
That flying sword penetrated the soul of the Five Great Dao Lords. It was already dead and could no longer die. Even the soul could not even enter the Yuanying or escape from the body.
Those are five Dao Lords. The Tianyun Sect has put in so much effort, and one of them is even a beloved disciple of Feng Xuan, who is expected to become a powerful person and become a supreme person.
Huanyuan turned his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand, and the split white flute merged into one.
The white flute was spinning, Huanyuan's mouth was slightly raised, "Feng Xuan, what do you have to say?"
The handleless flying sword turned back, and the giant eye behind him that seemed to bewitching the soul and seizing the heart was like an endless whirlpool, falling on Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan looked at him, his pupils suddenly condensed, and he immediately let out a loud shout.
"break!"
Veins popped out on his old face, and there were runes around his pupils, which turned into a barrier to block the power from the giant eye that could sink him.
"Eye of Sinking! Cloud-breaking Flute Sword!" Feng Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at Feng Xuan, but his heart sank.
Although he is already at the peak of Hedao, Huanyuan is only at the middle level of Hedao, but now, Feng Xuan feels a kind of pressure.
Feng Xuan naturally knows the talent of Huanyuan. The Eye of Sinking is the magical power of the Huanyun Book. The Cloud-breaking Flute Sword is also a Mahayana treasure of the Huanyun Sect.
The opponent's strength will not be weaker than his Feng Xuan, it will only be stronger!
He looked at Huanyuan's slightly mocking smile, and his eyes suddenly sank.
Within Tianyun Sect's Hedao territory, if even he couldn't defeat this Huan Yuan, no one in the entire Tianyun Sect except Feng Mo could defeat it.
Immediately, he turned his palms, and two valuable treasures appeared in his hands.
They are all fourth-grade treasures, one of which is Tianxiao Pavilion.
I saw the Sky Pavilion spinning that day, and the restricted light was rotating like a mountain across the sky, pressing directly towards Huanyuan.
"Tianxiao Pavilion!?" Huanyuan's smile was slightly stiff, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.
This important treasure was the humiliation of the Huanyun Sect. Now that Feng Xuan was moved, it reminded him of his original unhappiness.
Tianxiao Pavilion came over, Huanyuan held the white flute with his fingers and put it to his lips.
Melodious music sounds,
Sound waves, one after another, almost condensed into substance, like waves, sweeping towards Tianxiao Pavilion.
boom!
If big waves shake the mountains, accompanied by the melodious sound of music, the sky and void will twist and crack.
Feng Xuan's face turned slightly red. He had spent seven years refining Tianxiao Pavilion, but now it was just the sound of the white flute, and he felt hindered.
It was as if he was facing endless waves crashing into his body, and his mind was in turmoil.
Feng Mo felt uncomfortable under the strong pressure and moved on to another important treasure.
This is a wooden tripod, a fourth-grade treasure left by the ancestors of the Tianyun Sect. It is made from the heart wood of the Tianyun Divine Tree and is as light as a feather.
The wooden tripod rotated towards the sound of the flute.
Wherever it passed, the wooden tripod almost erupted with blazing light, like riding the wind and breaking waves. The sound waves of the white flute fell onto the wooden tripod, seeming to be broken open and absorbed.
Huanyuan smiled indifferently, "Tianyun Wooden Cauldron and Tianxiao Pavilion, it's a pity that these two important treasures are in the hands of an old guy like you. It's really a waste of money!"
He shook his head, thought, and the handleless flying sword suddenly rose.
The sound of the flute suddenly changed from melodious to almost solid and sharp, and I saw sound waves lingering on the handleless flying sword. The flying sword landed on the cloud-wood cauldron that day.
boom!
On the wooden tripod, a white dot appeared, and the sound wave assisted the flying sword, making the sharpness of the handleless flying sword almost doubled suddenly.
Feng Xuan's face suddenly turned blood red, as if stained with blood. He groaned and retreated one after another under his feet. The Tianyun Wooden Cauldron was shaking.
"Feng Xuan, Tianyun Sect has fallen. You should also enter reincarnation. Why insist on guarding it?" Huanyuan stepped forward, the white flute played, but a voice spread throughout the world, "The treasures in the world are for those who are capable."
In other words, your Tianyun Sect has gone through great catastrophes and has long been strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Sooner or later the Tianyun Sacred Tree will fall into the hands of others."
Huanyuan's eyes suddenly shined brightly, and he saw the sound of the flute was like the sound of fighting on the battlefield, and there were hundreds of thousands of sounds, turned into armored soldiers and horses, no one knew how many there were, and like a heavy rain pouring, they hit the Tianxiao Pavilion.
The forbidden light on the Tianxiao Pavilion flickers and rotates continuously, obliterating the sound of the flute and the armor.
The flying sword is passing through countless traces around the Tianyun wooden tripod, as if there are countless threads. Every time it flashes, tiny white spots will appear on the wooden tripod, but for Feng Xuan, every time the flying sword
If it falls on the wooden tripod, it is like a heavy hammer hitting his mind.
Until, Feng Xuan took seven steps back, and suddenly there was a little blood red in his seven orifices, which turned into blood stains and flowed from the seven orifices.
When Huanyuan saw this, he smiled even more, his flying sword became more fierce, and his flute sound became more fierce.
boom!
Finally, Feng Xuan could no longer resist such an attack. With a loud sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell from the air like a rag.
"Elder Fengxuan!"
There was a Hedao powerful man who swallowed a pill and exploded with twice his usual strength. He shook away the two powerful men who were besieging him, went towards Feng Xuan, and caught Feng Xuan's falling figure.
In the entire Tianyun Nine Mountains, countless Tianyun clothes were stained with blood and retreated steadily. Some Tianyun disciples even committed suicide to save lives.
This battle was so brutal. Facing several times the fighting power, the entire Tianyun Sect was almost in danger. It would not take long for them to be defeated.