Chapter 991 The invincible opponent in the southeast!
The sun rises in the east.
When~
Along with the ringing of the bell, the Cangjiangmen Purple Qi Platform was filled with mist, and the long sound of breathing and breathing by hundreds of disciples caused the purple Qi to roll in.
"call!"
Taking a deep breath, turning the purple energy into magic power, the Taoist Qingming sitting on the high platform lightly raised his fly whisk:
"This concludes today's morning class..."
Boom!
Before the Qingming Taoist finished his sentence, he heard the roar of rolling thunder, and the mountain gate was blown up. A strong wind roared in, and the mountain gate formation was suddenly revived.
"what happened?"
"Enemy attack?"
"who?!"
All the Cangjiang Sect disciples on the Ziqi Stage stood up and looked around, their expressions changing in shock.
I saw the shadow of a waning moon rising from the mountain behind the sect, and then immediately shattered into thousands of streams of light under everyone's gaze.
"Is that the Moon Essence Chakra?"
"No, no, this is..."
"The fall of Patriarch Ruhua?!"
boom!
Looking at the broken moon shadow and the stream of light cutting through the sky, the huge Cangjiang Gate first fell silent, and then the sky filled with excitement!
"impossible!"
Taoist Qingming almost pinched the fly whisk in half and stood up in shock, his expression full of shock and anger, full of disbelief.
It seems earth-shattering!
The entire Cangjiang Sect was boiling for a moment, and all the disciples inside the sect, whether they were practicing in seclusion or giving lectures somewhere, rose into the sky and headed towards the Patriarch Hall.
Some people were shocked and angry, some were sad and angry, and most of them were still in disbelief.
Buzz!
At this moment, an extremely violent will soared into the sky from the Patriarch Hall, swept across the sky, pressed hundreds of miles, and pushed all the disciples in the air to the ground.
Bang!
The closed stone chamber suddenly opened, and in the darkness, a three-foot Taoist dressed in two distinct colors roared angrily:
"Nanling child!"
Boom!
The stone chamber made of stacked sacred stones suddenly shattered, and dense sword light rose into the sky like a wave. Within ten miles, the vegetation, mud, rocks, and even the invisible air currents in the void were all shattered.
"Uncle!"
Master Qingjiu and all the Jiuyao Masters of the "Qing" generation stepped forward one after another, and saw that the gloom on Master Sanchi's body was quickly fading away.
In just a few moments, there was no longer any black energy lingering around, and the cold will of the forest was so cold that the expressions of all the Jiuyao Lords changed:
"Master, what are you doing?"
The Qingming Taoist was surprised and delighted: "Baji..."
"Junior sister, junior sister..."
Sanchi Taoist stepped out, and all the sword light in the sky was restrained in his Dantian. In the sea of mind that he could only listen to, the old voice gradually fell silent:
"If it doesn't happen in three days, it's the ancestor's turn..."
Taoist Sanchi seemed unaware and glanced at Taoist Qingming coldly:
"Go and bring me the sword box!"
Sword box?
Taoist Qingming was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that the flying sword his uncle used before was lost.
"yes!"
Several Taoist priests from the Qing Dynasty responded in unison, and then rose into the sky, each using their sword skills to activate the formation.
The ground inside the mountain gate was shaken, and under the cracked earth, a gray sword box rose into the sky.
It is the "Bafang Sword Box" that Sanchi Taoist is famous for holding.
call!
The moment the sword box was lifted into the air, it was already split open, and the seven flying swords in it trembled lightly and landed behind Taoist Sanchi, like a peacock spreading its tail.
Buzz!
The seven-mouthed flying sword shoots out thousands of brilliant sword lights, which have been warmed by the Cangjiang Gate Earth Vein Formation for more than a thousand years, and have peerless sharpness.
Even the Qingming Taoist couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the others staggered back, not daring to get close to Li Xu.
"The evil demon Nanling killed my disciples and harmed my junior sister for no reason. How can I not avenge this hatred?!"
The flying swords burst out with light, and the Sanchi Taoist's aura climbed up layer by layer until it broke through the formation and penetrated the sea of clouds:
"Get out!"
The sound of long roars and the sound of swords resounded through the sky, and only a muffled groan was heard, and an old man in gray clothes fell out of the sea of clouds.
"Friend Taoist, please wait!"
Seeing Sanchi Taoist's murderous intent rising to the sky, the man in gray shouted loudly:
"This poor Taoist Changshou is the leader of the Changchun Sect. He is here to help fellow Taoists kill the evil thief from Nanling!"
"Changchun Sect Master?"
Taoist Sanchi suppressed his anger slightly and looked extremely cold:
"Thousands of years ago, there was a group of people in the Eastern Wasteland who killed fellow sect members and fled across the endless mountains. Is that you?"
"Is it possible for a poor Taoist to kill his fellow sect members?"
Taoist Changshou shook his head and retorted. He avoided the direction of the sword energy and spoke in a hurried tone:
"The Nanling magical power has been achieved, and the killings are fierce and violent. The noble Taoist nun Ruhua was killed by it quickly, and the poor Taoist could not save her. I came here to report the news, and I am willing to join hands with my fellow Taoists..."
Taoist Taoist Changshou even had some regrets in his heart.
Naturally, he came to the land of Nanling because of the pursuit order of Han Hai Longjun. Who would have expected that he would kick the iron plate?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to believe that a strong man who had been famous for thousands of years and was only half a step away from being promoted to the eighth level of the Ten Capital Lords was defeated in just two moves.
This is simply terrifying!
What's even more horrifying is that the man has locked onto his own aura, and he is afraid that someone will kill him soon...
"Report?"
Taoist Sanchi's face was gloomy, and he could still see the scene of Taoist nun dying like a flower. How could he not know that the climate in Nanling had become so bad?
But he couldn't join forces with this person who had abandoned the Immortal Sect and joined forces with evil spirits.
"Are you worthy of joining forces with me?!"
Taoist Sanchi sneered, and the flying sword behind him rose into the sky, splitting the sky for hundreds of miles, and the light of the sword shot out like a torrent.
"you!"
The longevity Taoist was very vigilant and suddenly retreated hundreds of miles. Just as he was about to speak, his heart suddenly felt cold.
"who?!"
He suddenly turned around and saw the sea of clouds surging and exploding on the distant mountains. Dozens of people turned into rainbows and fled, but they were still blown up one by one in the sky.
Lord Jiu Yao was being slaughtered like a pig or a dog, and there were many evil Taoists with the same name as him among them, but he couldn't even block a punch!
And in the blood mist, under the sea of clouds, a figure dressed in red could be seen walking through the air like a dragon, thousands of miles away.
His eyes were as bright as the sun and the moon, which made him feel cold in his heart. Not to mention the contempt of Taoist Sanchi, he turned around and ran away:
"He's here!!"
"Nanling child!"
Taoist Changshou fled very fast, and exploded with an extremely angry roar.
"Okay, okay! Okay! I'm saving you the trouble of searching!"
His chest rose and fell, and he roared loudly. The three-foot Taoist pointed at the sky with one arm, and seven rays of sword light jumped out of the formation and pierced the sky:
"kill!"
Clang, clank, clang!
There seemed to be thousands of sword sounds resounding. This was not a waste of mana, Taoism or sword-controlling skills, but magical power!
Across the sea of clouds, Yang Yu's gaze was like a torch, and he saw the seven flying swords trembling rapidly in an extremely mysterious way all the time.
Every moment, there are thousands of tremors and hums, and countless sword lights rise up, layer by layer, like the tide, like the sea, like the earth and the sky!
Thousands of miles away, but seemingly coming directly between the eyebrows, it's the magical power of the 'Heavenly Sword Three Feet'!
However, compared to the sword outside Jincai City, the momentum and power of these seven flying swords are more than ten times greater?
Its power is so overwhelming that in his induction, it simply fills the world.
only……
"Is the Heavenly Sword Three Feet?"
Moving with his feet on the sea of clouds, Yang Yu strode like a mountain, leaning on his arms to punch out.
At this moment, he truly understood the latter's state of mind when he tried every means to fight with the demon boy twenty-seven years ago.
The sea of swords in front of him was many times stronger than before, but at this moment, his eyes were full of flaws.
There are gaps in the vast sword light after all, and no matter how grand the formation is, there are still gaps.
"There are too many flaws..."
The seemingly absent murmur seemed to be thousands of miles away, echoing in Sanchi Taoist's ears and heart.
The next moment, his violent eyes froze, and great horror suddenly rose in his heart!
That red dress disappeared into his vast sea of swords without a trace.
But he was not aware of his aura. Instead, his sea of sword light, as vast as the sea, condensed to the extreme, was hit and exploded!
boom!
Boom!
The sea of swords shattered, turning into extreme light and flying in all directions!
As Yang Yu stepped forward, his fists moved with him, his body moved with his heart, his size changed, and he moved across the sea of rolling swords.
The size is the same. In a sense, it is the 'first sacred treasure' that he opened after becoming a human immortal.
Between the changes in size, it may be smaller than a dust, like a tiny particle invisible to the naked eye, which can pass through walls, escape from the ground, and even penetrate the sword light!
boom!
In less than an instant, Yang Yu's figure had already crossed the sea of rolling swords. Between his five fingers, all seven flying swords that Sanchi Taoist Qiong Cangmen had cultivated for thousands of years were captured!
Then, under the horrified and horrified gazes of Taoist Sanchi, Taoist Changshou, and even many disciples of the Cangjiang Sect.
It hit the giant mountain that was ten thousand feet high outside Cangjiang Gate.
"Set up the formation!"
Taoist Sanchi coughed up blood and sounded an alarm in horror.
"Set up the formation!"
Taoist Qingming was horrified and flew up into the sky, while all the Cangjiang Sect disciples felt their scalps numb and their livers and gallbladders split!
Amidst everyone's horrified gazes and the huge roar that echoed through the mountains.
The giant sacred mountain was broken by a sudden impact!
Half of the mountain, which is thousands of feet high, is lifted up by the qi and blood as bright as the sun.
Like a meteor, it hit Cangjiang Gate!
Shaking the sixth level of the earth, the power can lift mountains!