refining sword

Chapter 59 Blood Qi Sacrifice Sword

"Wang Tu's dominance, how many reincarnations can he get? The Avenue of Longevity is the right path for my generation!" A wicked smile appeared on his handsome face, and he sighed up to the sky.

After all, he stepped on the high platform in one step, and the whole person came to the high sky with the help of the air.

He looked down on the battlefield surrounded by wolves and laughed wildly: "The hour has come, whether it is death or life, you can transcend the six cycles of reincarnation today, and you will die generously for my sword of opening the sky, hahaha. …”

On the wall of Pingling Pass, King Guangliang saw Feng Qingzi hanging in the sky at a glance, his expression changed suddenly, and he shouted:
"The espionage is wrong, Feng Qingzi's real body is here, quickly activate the 'Falling Immortal' sword formation."

As soon as his voice fell, the seven foundation-building cultivators standing behind him immediately flew out of the city in unison, and with a wave of their palms, seven top-quality magic swords, flashing with various colors of light, galloped out towards the battlefield. Falling away in seven different directions.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!......"

The sound of a series of swords falling to the ground sounded, and seven huge air waves exploded, blowing all the people and horses within a radius of [-] feet from the square where they were standing, and they split into seven open spaces.

As the sword's edge landed, the seven foundation-building cultivators also fell down one after another, holding their swords in their hands, and sat down with their backs against the seven-handled long swords, cross-legged.

These seven people appeared so loudly that the surrounding Jin army did not dare to approach at all.

Feng Qingzi was hanging high in the air, and when he saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't try to obstruct it, but looked down with interest.

I saw bursts of chanting sounds from the seven people, and bursts of light lit up on their bodies, which gradually merged with the light of the long sword behind them, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

"Hey, it's interesting..." Feng Qingzi's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this.

"Go!" At this moment, the seven foundation-building cultivators shouted at the same time.

The seven-colored sword light suddenly brightened behind him, and 49 magic swords flew out from each of them, flying out of the air like spirit swords, flashing away, and shooting towards Feng Qingzi.

More than [-] magic swords started from seven places, and the strange shapes they showed were all different, some were shrouded in red flames, some were frozen in ice, some were sparkling with electric lights, some were misty yellow... and so on.

No matter which one is, it is extremely powerful, and it is definitely not something that ordinary monks can resist.

However, Feng Qingzi is a cultivator of the Golden Core Realm, and he represents almost the highest cultivation realm that human beings can achieve in this world.

I saw a low reprimand, the purple robe's wide sleeves rolled up, a whistling wind sounded, and a cloud of blood surged out immediately, getting bigger and bigger in mid-air, pounced towards the various colored sword formations, and instantly swept it away. shrouded in.

The ordinary soldiers of Jin and Yue below, where have they seen such a battle, and they saw blood clouds all over the sky, and they thought that there were demons at work. No more fighting.

But he said that in the cloud of blood, there was thunder rumbling in one place, fire bursting in one place, hail falling in one place, and whirlwind rolling out in one place... More than [-] magic swords each showed their might, rushing from left to right, struggling hard. Trying to break through the shackles of the blood cloud, but always unable to escape the barriers.

The seven foundation-building cultivators noticed that the magic sword was trapped, and at the same time changed the magic formula, palms facing upwards, and in one fell swoop.

The seven top-quality magic swords behind him immediately slammed into the air and pierced into the cloud of blood.

The seven main swords entered the battle, and the blood cloud suddenly gusted violently, and the thick cloud was also blown away for a few minutes, and then the flames in the sky burned, swallowing the entire blood cloud.

At the same time, an ice crystal giant sword with a length of several dozen meters was born out of thin air and slashed towards Feng Qingzi.

When the latter saw this, his expression became a little more serious, and the other hand patted forward, and a huge blood-colored giant palm emerged out of thin air, with a strong blood energy, pressing down on the ice crystal giant sword.

When the two touched, there was a loud noise, causing the surrounding world to tremble.

The King of Guangliang stood on the city wall, watching this scene, his heart was shocked, and he admired Qi Situ Hao more and more from the bottom of his heart.

As early as many years ago, Situ Hao suggested to the late emperor that he should beware of the Great Jin, especially the mysterious Great Jin National Teacher. It was also from that time that the Yue Kingdom had a sword-refining conference held every five years.

After that, Situ Hao exhausted many years of hard work to refine this set of "Falling Immortal" sword formation, which was really aimed at the Great Jin National Master.

Today, it seems that everything he has thought about has become a prophecy.

Thinking of this, the King of Guangliang could not help clenching the hilt of the sword in his hand. He hated Tie Jian and the Yan family who killed Situ Hao, and wanted to skin them and tear them apart.

It's a pity that all those guys escaped completely, and only some of the Yan family's collateral relatives were caught and thrown in the prison. They were delayed by the sudden outbreak of war for a while, and they didn't have time to deal with them.

Just when he was thinking wildly, there was another "boom" thunder in the sky, and a blue electric column with the thickness of a water tank surged out of the flame, like a blue electric python, pounced on it. Feng Qingzi.

The latter just shattered the ice crystal giant sword with one palm, and when he saw the thunder pillar attacking, a touch of anger finally appeared between his brows. The seven stars on the sleeve robe radiated brilliantly, with the sound of whistling wind moving towards the blue. Electric python swept away.

"Boom!" The sound of rolling thunder resounded through the sky, and the blue electric python suddenly burst open, transforming into countless tiny snakes and blasting away in all directions.

The explosions on the battlefield below continued, and the electric lights exploded everywhere, hitting the soldiers on both sides.

As they fled in chaos, the people and horses trampled on each other, howling miserably, causing countless casualties.

After the King of Guangliang glanced around the battlefield, he said to the soldiers behind him: "I'm a Da Yue man, and I don't frown with a knife and axe.

With the sound of gold, the infantry of the Yue army took the lead in turning around and retreating in the direction of Pingling Pass, while the cavalry cruising in the rear to prevent the Jin army from pursuing.

On the Jin army's side, without Feng Qingzi's command, Zhao Xiang dared to make his own decisions, and hurriedly looked at Ning Chen.

"Pursue quickly, you must not let one soldier and one soldier from the Yue Kingdom escape back to Pingling Pass." Ning Chen knew the inside story of the war and immediately ordered.

So the war drums of the Jin army sounded again, and a loud trumpet sounded.

The Jin State cavalry caught up from the two flanks, and the infantry also followed closely, and the speed of the Yue State army's retreat was suddenly slowed down a lot.

High in the sky, Feng Qingzi first glanced at the cuffs of his Taoist robe scorched by lightning, and then looked at the army of the Yue Kingdom retreating below, his handsome face suddenly distorted.

"Since you are looking for death, let's take your sacrificial swords first." He said coldly.

After that, I saw him stick out his sleeve robe with one hand and wave it sharply downward.

A blood-red ray of light immediately shot out, streaking a dazzling light mark in mid-air, and with a sound of "zheng", it shot into the center of the "trapped formation" sword formation.

As soon as the sword was shot into the ground, an invisible coercion rolled down from the sky, almost making the entire heaven and earth aura in the sky into a funnel shape and collapsed downward.

Hundreds of Jin soldiers who were directly below were unable to escape, and were immediately involved in it. Before they could make a sound, they were crushed to pieces and died on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the seven foundation-building cultivators immediately changed their tactics and pointed to the sky with one hand. Seven sturdy sword qi shot down from the blood clouds and flames in the sky, and focused on the blood-colored magic sword on the ground.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

The blood-colored magic sword flashed with red light, and the whole body was shaken. It was beaten three feet deep into the ground, and a continuous cobweb crack appeared on the ground.

Feng Qingzi, who was above the clouds, was also shocked and seemed to have suffered a lot of shock.

After he stabilized his body, he snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with light, and his pupils were black and white, and they all turned into red blood.

I saw that his lips moved quickly, his hands were constantly waving in the air, and he suddenly shouted:
"rise"

After this sound, outside the entire Pingling Pass, the earth rumbled, and there was a burst of flying sand and rocks, and smoke everywhere.

Under the eyes of everyone, 36 thick black giant pillars broke out from the ground, the tops were as thin as nail cones, engraved with dense and strange patterns, and the whole body reflected black luster.

These 36 soul-breaking nails, one every hundred feet, are connected together to form a huge circle, enclosing a small half of the troops of the Jin and Yue countries in the center.

The sound from this side has not yet fallen, and there is another "rumbling" sound from farther outside, and 72 thicker and taller blood-colored giant pillars also rise from the ground one after another, covering a wider area, surrounding the entire battlefield central.

The King of Guangliang stood on the top of the city and looked at the huge blood-colored stone pillar rising in front of the main gate. He was horrified. He didn't know when it was buried here.
Before he was completely surprised, the 72 blood-inducing pillars and the three or six soul-breaking nails echoed each other at a distance, and two pieces of light, one red and one black, were emitted from each other at the same time, and two huge light curtains rose from them. All trapped in it.

Seeing this, the seven monks at the foundation-building stage of the Yue Kingdom knew that something was wrong. They called out to each other.

In the sky, there was a cloud of blood tumbling, and the seven top-grade magic swords each carried 49 top-grade magic swords, flying out of them, converging with each other, turning into a bright stegosaurus, and heading towards the top of the black light curtain Crashed up.

The Stegosaurus was surrounded by colorful rays of light, with flames, lightning and other powers condensed in the dragon's mouth, and plunged into the black light curtain.

Just hear a loud bang!
The black light curtain shook violently, and all the abnormalities around the stegosaurus disappeared one after another. The 350 magic swords seemed to lose control at the same time, and fell from the sky in random places, sticking crookedly all over the ground.

The light of the seven foundation-building cultivators dissipated at the same time, and their bodies fell forward. middle.

At the same time, the 36 soul-breaking nails lit up at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the seven monks began to rot rapidly, and all their blood was poured into the blood-colored light curtain, and the 72 blood-inducing pillars also lit up with light.

(End of this chapter)