Ye Qiu stabbed the white light shield with his sword. Just as he expected, the saint's formation was indestructible and was not pierced by the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Little bastard, haven't you eaten? You need to work harder." Changmeizhen said.
Ye Qiu took a deep breath, then ran the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art crazily, raising his combat power to the extreme, followed by another sword strike.
"boom!"
The saint's formation was still unscathed, but Ye Qiu, on the other hand, was thrown several hundred meters away and fell to the ground hard, feeling so painful that his whole body almost fell apart.
"Old guy, I'm going to fuck you!"
Ye Qiu cursed angrily.
"Little bastard, you have to believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to do it." Master Changmei said, "Try again."
"Try it," Ye Qiu said, but he quickly got up from the ground.
There was no better way at the moment. He could only find a way to break through the saint's formation and find a chance for Fairy Baihua to survive.
Ye Qiu walked to the saint's formation, frowning, thinking about how to break through the formation?
"The four-ported Qiankun Cauldron cannot be shaken, and the Xuanyuan Sword cannot pierce it. What should I do?"
Ye Qiu thought to himself, if Xuanyuan Sword has a sword spirit, can it break through the formation?
After a while.
Ye Qiu decided to use the Xuanyuan Sword, because among his weapons, only the Xuanyuan Sword was the sharpest.
"brush!"
Ye Qiu stabbed him with his sword again.
This sword was not very powerful. Ye Qiu mainly wanted to find the weak points of the formation.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword edge landed on the light shield, Ye Qiu suddenly discovered that a bright white light appeared on the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword, accompanied by a vast and incomparable power.
Ye Qiu clearly felt that at this moment, Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be thousands of times sharper.
what happened?
Before Ye Qiu could figure it out, a crack several meters long appeared on the light mask.
"The saint's formation has been broken, get in quickly!"
Master Longmei hurriedly reminded Luluo, who hugged Fairy Baihua and quickly rushed into the crack.
Immortal Changmei followed closely behind, and when he rushed into the crack, he saw Ye Qiu standing still, and reminded him: "Little bastard, don't be stupid, go in quickly, if you are late, it will be too late."
Ye Qiu came to his senses and stepped into the crack.
As soon as he entered the saint's formation, the crack closed.
"You little bastard, you did a great job." Master Changmei gave Ye Qiu a thumbs up.
Ye Qiu looked back at the saint formation, filled with doubts in his heart.
He had previously used the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art to increase his power to the extreme, but it had not broken through the saint's formation. Why did his tentative sword just pierce the saint's formation?
Also, what happened to the white light that suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword?
Ye Qiu had obtained the Xuanyuan Sword not long ago. He knew very well that the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword had always been golden and had never appeared white.
Moreover, Ye Qiu not only felt the immense power from that white light, but also felt a powerful aura of righteousness.
It is the blessing of this white light that enhances the power of Xuanyuan Sword.
"Could it be that Xuanyuan Sword has some secret that I haven't figured out yet?"
Seeing that Ye Qiu was silent, Master Changmei asked, "Little bastard, what are you thinking about?"
Ye Qiu did not hide anything and expressed his doubts, saying: "I was wondering, the sword just now was not very powerful, why could it pierce the saint's formation?"
Master Changmei said: "What's so confusing about this? Xuanyuan Sword, as the first divine sword in ancient times, is extremely sharp. How can a mere formation of saints block it?"
"Also, you are very lucky and will have God's help."
Is God really helping me?
Ye Qiu raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was magical. Although he was in the saint formation at this time, the white mask was transparent, and he could clearly see the scene outside the mask.
However, when he was outside before, he couldn't see what was going on in the formation.
"The Xuanyuan Sword is in my hand. No matter what secrets it contains, I will find out sooner or later."
Ye Qiu thought of this, put away the Xuanyuan Sword, then raised his head and looked ahead.
Everything you see is covered with ice and snow, just like the outside, you can't see the end, it's endless.
In addition, Ye Qiu clearly found that the cold air in the array was even stronger, countless times colder than outside.
Green Luo held the Flower Fairy and stood aside, shivering from the cold.
A layer of frost appeared on their hair.
"Old man, is this the glimmer of hope you're talking about?" Ye Qiu suddenly felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have listened to Master Changmei's words.
I thought that after entering the battle, it would be a different scene. Who knew that the environment here would be even worse than outside.
"Little brat, I believe Pindao, there is definitely life here. Let's go to the front and have a look."
After Master Changmei finished speaking, he flew forward and flew out.
"Give her to me!" Ye Qiu walked up to Luluo, took the Baihua Fairy, and took a look. A layer of frost appeared on the Baihua Fairy's eyelashes, and her originally pale face turned purple from the cold.
Ye Qiu quickly sent Qi to Fairy Baihua to keep out the cold, and then said, "Let's go."
At that moment, the group of people ran forward wildly.
…
After Ye Qiu and others left, a while later, suddenly, a figure appeared outside the formation.
He was wearing a gray Confucian shirt, was thin, his face was covered, only his two eyes were exposed, and his long white hair was draped over his shoulders.
His two eyes stared at the saint's formation, like the stars and rivers flowing, the sun and the moon reincarnating, and they were extremely profound.
"This man possesses the Qiankun Cauldron and the Xuanyuan Sword, which shows that he is a man of great luck. It would be a good thing for you to follow him."
Suddenly, the masked man turned his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate time and space, looking thousands of miles away.
"A person from the Yin Yang Cult?"
The masked man stood there and waited for a while, then a sailing boat appeared in the void.
It was Granny Yinhua, Jiang Shan and Butler Li.
"City Lord, there is someone below." Butler Li reminded.
Jiang Shan snorted and thought, I'm not blind, can't I see such a big person?
Granny Yinhua stood on the bow of the boat and glanced at the saint formation. Then her eyes fell on the masked man. She took out Ye Qiu's portrait and asked arrogantly: "I want to ask you, have you ever seen the portrait?"
This person?"
"I've seen it." The masked man replied calmly.
That boy has indeed come to the ice field!
Granny Yinhua was overjoyed and asked, "Where are they?"
"What are you doing with them?" the masked man asked.
Granny Yinhua said: "This person is a criminal captured by our Yin Yang Sect. Since you know his whereabouts, tell me quickly, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what do you want?" The masked man interrupted Granny Yinhua.
Grandma Yinhua's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she said: "If you dare not to speak, you will be crushed to death. I advise you to think clearly, our Yin Yang Sect does not dare to offend anyone."
"Yin Yang Cult... haha, isn't it amazing?"
The masked man sneered, stretched out his right hand, and touched it lightly.
In an instant, the windboat disappeared.
Granny Yinhua, Jiang Shan, and Butler Li all died without a trace, leaving not even a drop of ashes.
"Even if Wuji Tianzun is here, you don't dare to speak to me in this tone. You, a little Nascent Soul cultivator, really don't know how to live or die."
After the masked man finished speaking, he tore through the air with his hands. Suddenly, a dark crack appeared in the void.
The masked man stepped into the crack in the void and disappeared instantly.
