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Chapter 1575 Golden Lotus Sword Formation

Li Qingyun had long discovered that in the outer space, there was a Heavenly Saint who coveted the Wood Spirit Space and frequently used his spiritual thoughts to secretly watch.

It's just that the Tiandao Saint was more careful and never observed Li Qingyun. He only observed the people around Li Qingyun and observed their every move.

No, after observation, the Tiandao Saint knew Xian Yu Changkong's whereabouts, and set up a trap to let the sub-sages under his control jump out to cause trouble and rob the escorted goods.

I originally wanted to quickly kill Xian Yu Changkong and eliminate one of Li Qingyun's right-hand men to prepare for future strategies.

Who would have thought that as soon as he took action, Li Qingyun would discover him and send out a strange holy-level puppet, which was actually stronger than the sub-sage. With one swoop, one sweep, one bite and one bite, he actually managed to kill two sub-sages.

This is simply... That Heavenly Saint felt it was too embarrassing. What was the use of supporting such a sub-sage? He might as well buy a few saint-level puppets.

"Master Caosheng, hurry up and save us! Saint Qingyun has discovered us!" The surviving Yasheng shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to survive.

"We have confirmed that the foundation of Saint Qingyun is indeed unstable. He has not yet matched his body with Tao. His pressure on us is limited, and it will not affect your overall strength!"

"Overthrow Saint Qingyun. Half-demon is not worthy of being a saint of heaven. We need a pure-blooded wood demon to be a saint!"

After the surviving Yasheng called out the name of the Grass Saint, they actually stopped running away as if they had been given a shot of blood. They tried their best to protect themselves, pulling their necks one by one, looking up at the sky, looking for the Grass Saint's figure.

"Oh, you trash! My trash inheritor, Long Ginseng Saint, is useless, and you trash are even more useless!" A vicissitudes of voice came from outside the sky, separated by the space barrier, and could still be heard by the creatures in the wood spirit world.

clear.

"Huh? Long Ginseng Saint is actually his successor? Could it be that this venerable is the Grass Saint? According to legend, he is the first Heavenly Saint in the Wood Spirit World? Now he is one of the elders of the Holy Domain Heavenly Alliance?"

"What's going on? Could it be that this old saint is dissatisfied with Saint Qingyun and doesn't want him to control the world, so he came here to cause trouble? It's a pity that our world of wood spirits has been peaceful for just a few years, and I'm afraid it will be in turmoil again."

"Actually, Saint Qingyun is not bad. After he took office, he did not commit mass killings, nor did he engage in ethnic cleansing. He was just greedy and asked for some supplies, which was not too much. It's just that there is something wrong with his understanding. It has been two or three years, so why has he still not done so?

Shenhedao?"

All the sub-sages who heard the voice of Cao Sheng had different thoughts. They also knew many secrets of this world and knew some legendary truths.

But no matter what most Asia Saints think in their hearts, there is still a group of Asia Saints who openly collude with Grass Saint and want to overthrow the rule of Saint Qingyun. This is definitely a major event in the world of wood spirits.

"Grass Saint? I've heard of this name, and it sounds familiar. I don't care who you are, or what your relationship has been with this world, but the Wood Spirit World at this time belongs to me. Either leave, or fight!"

Li Qingyun stood up, and his voice spread throughout the entire Wood Spirit World. The Grass Saint standing by the space barrier naturally heard this voice.

"Now that I'm here, I don't want to leave empty-handed!" As he spoke, the Grass Saint had already punched a small hole in the space barrier, and with a flash of his figure, he entered the world of wood spirits.

"Grass Saint? This name is really annoying. I seem to have had a grudge against him in the past. What is the cause and effect of this deity?" As soon as Li Qingyun thought, thunder and lightning would appear from the sky, giving Grass Saint a disincentive.

"If you only have this ability, you're so pitiful! You can take back this world of space with just one hand!" The Grass Saint was unafraid and walked through the thunder and lightning area leisurely without even hurting him.

"I remembered, you seem to be one of the elders of the Tiandao Alliance. You have retired from Tiandao, so you are not qualified to seize other people's space worlds?"

Li Qingyun barely remembered some things that happened in the earth space. This grass saint was too gloomy and secretly attacked his own body, but in the end he did not get any benefits.

"I don't want the Wood Spirit World, but I can designate anyone. Unfortunately, it's definitely not you! Likewise, I also hate your title. What's wrong with it? I insist on calling it Qingyun Saint! That Qingyun Saint in the Earth Space World, I

I’ve always wanted to kill him, but unfortunately I didn’t have time!”

"Oh, what a coincidence. Since we hate each other, let's have a fight."

As soon as Li Qingyun raised his hand, hundreds of thousands of flying swords buzzed out like passing locusts, and instantly passed through the nebula and shot in front of the Grass Saint.

Hundreds of thousands of flying swords look chaotic, colorful, and fluttering like butterflies, but a saint who knows the formation can see the hidden traps inside at a glance.

"Huh? This swordsmanship is a bit sophisticated, it doesn't look like the rules of the wood spirit world!"

The Grass Saint was surprised. His figure swayed and moved millions of miles away, trying to avoid the countless flying swords flying in this hidden formation.

But as soon as he stood firm, he found that the flying sword was still in front of him, and the sound of swishing through the air was already very close at hand.

"Sure enough, we can't underestimate the enemy who has taken advantage of the situation. Hold the bag of herbs!" Cao Sheng flicked his sleeve, and a bag flew out from it. It swelled up in the wind, creating a terrible suction force, shrinking the flying sword that was shot, and then retracting it.

Into the bag.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, in the blink of an eye, he took away fifty or sixty thousand of Li Qingyun's flying swords!

"Huh? He is indeed an old saint, and his methods are indeed wonderful!" Li Qingyun frowned slightly, made a sword technique, and applied several great rules from a distance.

At the same time, his body swayed, flew into the starry sky, and stood in the remaining sword array. The saint's light shrouded the sword array, and the sword array seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, generating 30% of the power out of thin air.

Cao Sheng suddenly couldn't hold it in any longer. The girdle bulged crazily, buzzed and trembled, and was extremely unstable, as if it was full and wanted to explode.

"This is..." Cao Sheng just wanted to suppress it, but he felt a loud bang in front of his eyes, full of chaotic explosions, like thunder hitting his head. There were stars in front of his eyes, and his face was scratched by flying swords flying out of the explosion.

After collecting tens of thousands of flying swords and regaining freedom, I don't know how many traces were left on Cao Sheng's body.

"You don't have a sacred weapon to defend yourself. If you practice a little swordsmanship, can you still gain access to your Dharma Eyes?"

Li Qingyun smiled and stood in the sword array, watching the exploding flying swords shoot out from the robe like a goddess scattering flowers, leaving additional injuries to the Grass Saint.

After completing the attack, the flying sword returned to his feet. The sword moved at will, forming a huge lotus with golden lace and radiant colors, like a living lotus platform.

The sword master was knocked hundreds of thousands of miles away by the terrifying power of the explosion, smashing into several small planets. He was left disgraced and covered in blood, and was in a very embarrassed state.

Seeing the sword formation at Li Qingyun's feet, he screamed without having time to clean up his wounds.

"Golden Lotus Sword Formation? What is your relationship with the Shushan Sect in the Earth Space... Oh no, what is your relationship with those lunatics in the Holy Sword Space? This is all such a coincidence! With your name and your sword formation, if there is no Sword Master

That old bastard is scheming inside, and I'm going to pull it out for you to step on!"


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