The only way

On the dark and lightless battlefield of Zhenyuan Pass, the air was filled with violent black mist, and no light could be seen when looking up.

Looking down, I saw the cracked earth again, and wisps of black mist kept rising up along the cracks in the earth.

In the black mist not far away, there were violent and hoarse roars, and pairs of red eyes quickly rushed towards Zhenyuan Pass.

The soaring hostility and demonic energy made everyone on this battlefield depressed and suffocated. Those with lower cultivation levels would even have a faint shadow cast in their hearts.

This is why the guards at Zhenyuan Pass cannot be stationed all year round, and must reach a certain level of cultivation before they can approach the Abyss of Uncertainty.

Because monks with low cultivation level will be easily infected by the leaked demonic energy once they get close to the Abyss of Unpredictability, affecting their Taoist heart.

At this moment, it was over Zhenyuan Pass.

Jiang Yanzhi held the sword in one hand, and tapped the dark black sword of Qingwei Jian with his other hand.

Invisible sound waves instantly washed away the surrounding black fog, and the clear sound of the sword sounded like dragon roars and thunder, resounding throughout Zhenyuan Pass in an instant.

The sound of Qingwei's sword sounded, and Zhenyuan closed the swords in the hands of hundreds of Jianzhai disciples. As if in response, they trembled and made a sound of sword sounds.

Even the swords in the hands of Wutongzi and Suxin Zhenjun also made sword sounds.

When Zhenyuan was closed, the sound of swords rang out all over the place, like the sound of war drums. The sword energy split into the air and followed the sound of swords to cleanse the surrounding areas.

In the blink of an eye, the suffocating feeling caused by the overwhelming monsters was dispelled, and even faintly overwhelmed the rioting monsters.

The dark shadows in my heart were also cleared away in an instant.

"Jianzhai disciples obey orders!"

Jiang Yanzhi's clear and calm voice rang out at Zhenyuan Pass and reached the ears of all the Jianzhai disciples.

Everyone in Jianzhai became energetic. They knew that this was the voice of the Nascent Soul Master in the sect.

All the disciples stood upright in awe and said in unison, "Disciple, obey the order!"

The sound is like a loud bell, echoing over Zhenyuan Pass.

"Formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xin Zhenjun and Wu Tongzi moved first. The former landed on the wall of Zhenyuan Pass, while the latter took a step back and disappeared into the mist.

The disciples of the Sword School below began to move in an orderly manner, forming a sword formation in just a few breaths.

"Sword rises!"

Jiang Yanzhi spoke again, throwing up the Qingwei sword in his hand and forming a seal with his hands.

The black sword body of Qingwei Jianxuan suddenly burst into golden light, and the sword energy soared into the sky, turning into a golden beam of light and tearing apart the black mist.

At the same time, a silver-white sword qi light column and a gray sword qi light column appeared one after another, surrounding the golden sword qi light column and also rising into the sky.

At Zhenyuan Pass, the disciples of the Sword School stood up in formation, each with a solemn expression, just like Jiang Yanzhi. They formed seals with their hands, and the swords in their hands rose into the sky, turning into streams of light and flying towards the golden light pillar in the middle.

"The universe is infinite, the heaven and the earth are original, the path of immortality is vast, and the path of the sword is insignificant."

"All things in life, the two qi are in the same heart, the human sword is one, and the spiritual sword is one."

"The mind is clear and the mind is calm, the sword is strong and spiritual, the sword comes from the heart, and the sword spirit responds by itself."

"The weather is turbulent, and my sun is prosperous!"

"The sword rises and soars into the sky; the sword falls and ghosts and gods are shocked!"

The Langlang Sword Technique was recited from the mouths of hundreds of Jianzhai disciples. The sound was not loud, but it echoed throughout Zhenyuan Pass along with the sound of the sword.

The sword roared all over the field, and the sword energy was mighty.

In the sky above Zhenyuan Pass, countless sword lights converged towards the golden beam of light, and amidst the loud sounds of the sword formula, they turned into a giant golden dragon. As soon as this golden dragon formed by sword energy appeared, the vast majesty of the dragon clan and the sharpness of the sword energy instantly suppressed the spreading black mist, firmly protecting Zhenyuan Pass under him. .

The golden dragon hovered over Zhenyuan Pass. It was incredibly large and the black mist was easily torn apart wherever the dragon's body passed.

Jiang Yanzhi was standing beside the golden dragon, with the dragon's whiskers condensed from sword energy floating quietly beside his hand.

The golden dragon uses a sword as its body, uses sword energy to transform into dragon scales, and uses formations to condense its form.

The most important dragon bone among them was transformed by Jiang Yanzhi's Qingwei Sword.

The center of the sword array is also Jiang Yanzhi, because to control the golden dragon transformed from this sword requires very high levels of cultivation and spiritual consciousness.

Wutongzi and Suxin Zhenjun can also do it, but their power is far less than that of Jiang Yanzhi.

The biggest gap between them is not their cultivation level or their spiritual consciousness, but their realm of swordsmanship.

The process of forming a formation for the disciples of Jianzhai seems to be very long, but in fact everything only takes a moment.

In a moment, the crazy monsters rushed to the vicinity of Zhenyuan Pass.

Jiang Yanzhi kept making the seal with his hands, and suddenly changed his sword fingers. The sword pointed forward. With a thought, the huge golden dragon head next to him raised its head to the sky and let out a long groan, then split into the air and headed towards tens of thousands of people, densely packed. Like the black tide, the monsters rushed over.

But in the blink of an eye, the golden dragon collided with the Black Mist of the Warcraft.

Like a meat-mincing machine, wherever the golden dragon passed, countless monsters were easily crushed like foam hitting a stone, and their flesh and blood turned into black mist with a bang, leaving no trace at all. .

It's like being in a no-man's land!

A small part of these crazy monsters are monsters bred in the abyss of accidents, but most of them are monsters deliberately thrown into the abyss of accidents by demons.

There seemed to be tens of thousands of them, and they were as mighty as a black torrent.

In fact, there are not many high-level monsters among them, but the demons want to rely on these pawns to explore the way and consume the Zhenyuan Pass guarding power.

In other words, these monsters are actually the vanguard of death.

All the monks in Zhenyuan Pass also know this in their hearts.

Especially the high-level monks, they are all waiting to see what happens. Their task is to wait for the true elite of the demon clan to appear.

As for these pawns, the Demon Clan could care less about the lives of the monsters, but Jianzhai was reluctant to let the disciples he had worked so hard to train lose to these pawns.

Therefore, Jiang Yanzhi directly formed a formation and directly crushed this wave of magical beasts with overwhelming momentum.

As for the remaining ones, it's not that the golden dragons can't be eliminated, it's just that they are spread too far apart and the battlefield is too big.

Just like an elephant cannot chase ants and crush them.

The rest will naturally be left for the Jianzhai gatekeeper disciples to clear out.

And Jiang Yanzhi was controlling the golden dragon at the moment. Looking through the black mist broken by the golden dragon, he saw a pair of huge black claws opening the cracks in the Unpredictable Abyss formation.

The black claws were surrounded by black mist, grabbing the cracks and stretching them to both sides. A red vertical pupil appeared in the center of the black claws.

A breath that is not weaker than Nascent Soul gushes out along the cracks in the Unpredictable Abyss Formation.

Jiang Yanzhi's eyes moved, the seals on his hands changed, and all his spiritual power and consciousness crazily poured into the formation.

The sword-shaped golden dragon, which was killing the army of monsters, suddenly doubled in size, and its head turned towards the red vertical pupil.

The next moment, the dragon's body radiated with brilliance, shining like the morning sun. The dragon's tail swung out of the air with a force like thunder, carrying overwhelming power and murderous intent towards the red vertical pupil in the crack in the formation.

Golden light and red light illuminated half of Zhenyuan Pass, followed closely by a roar filled with unwillingness and pain.