The little monk returns to the vulgar

The sea of ​​blood flooded the Thunder Dragon, and Yi Xinghai immediately found that his connection with the formation had been severely affected, and his control over the Sword Qi Thunder Dragon was also weakened by half. Seeing the Thunder Dragon struggling in the sea of ​​blood, there was nothing he could do .

There was a gap between Daoran's brows, and the Eye of Mieshi could clearly see the truth and reality in the formation.

Titus Raja did not control the formation, but his pipa disrupted the operation of the formation.

For a well-known sect like the Qingcheng School that has been in business for hundreds of years, this gatekeeper's formation must have been improved countless times, and it has reached a near-perfect state.

But the more perfect something is, the more precise it is, and if there is a problem, the impact will be greater.

Ordinary formations have the function of blocking the invasion of external mana, but the sound of Titus Raja's pipa seems to have a different kind of penetrating power, which can be directly transmitted into the formation to destroy it.

The prelude just now was just delaying time, and now Titus Raja's mana has infiltrated into the magic circle with the sound of the pipa, like a handful of fine sand thrown into the interior of a precision machine, and it immediately malfunctioned.

But the Qingcheng faction will not be solved so easily.

Just because the formation doesn't work well doesn't mean that people from the Qingcheng faction will just wait to die foolishly.

A beam of sword light shot out from the side and flew towards Titus Rocha.It was an elder of the Qingcheng faction who couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to kill Tido Luozha directly.

Jian Guang was swift, and he arrived in front of Tido Luo Zha in the blink of an eye, but stopped half an inch away from his eyebrows, because the hilt of the long sword had already been grasped by Dao Ran.

Daoran and Tido Luozha were standing together, when the flying sword struck, Daoran grabbed it.

A layer of gold in the palm firmly trapped the elder's flying sword, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall the flying sword.

Just kidding, with Daoran's current magic power, using the seven-phase seal taught by Fa Hai, not to mention a flying sword, the entire Qingcheng Mountain can be crushed.

"You agreed to listen to the song, why did you start using your hands? In my opinion, this person must have been fascinated by the devil. This sword is still..."

Before Daoran could finish his sentence, there was a click, and the flying sword was crushed to pieces by the golden light.

The Qingcheng sect elder who drew the sword let out a scream and spat out a large amount of blood.

The magic weapon of his life was destroyed, and he was severely injured under the backlash.

Daoran: ...

He originally wanted to throw the flying sword back to give him a blow, but who would have thought that if he didn't pay attention, it would be crushed directly.

Just as he was about to change his rhetoric, Daoran felt something was wrong.

Blood-like liquid flowed out from the fracture of the shattered long sword, and bursts of smoke came out, turning into several human faces.

Daoran's expression changed, he had seen this thing many times, it was the soul of a person.

"You, use people to make swords?!"

When he said this, Dao Ran was no longer as calm as before, and the polite smile on his face disappeared completely.

Yi Xinghai did not answer Daoran's question, but only said to the Qingcheng faction: "Don't hold back, Wanhun Sword Formation!"

The Sword Qi Thunder Dragon that was still struggling in the sea of ​​blood collapsed in an instant, turning into thousands of resentful souls and floating out of the sea of ​​blood.

The formation of Yijian Palace also quickly changed its operation, and the mana that Titus Razha had infiltrated into the formation was forcibly forced out.

The original sword aura has turned into ghost aura, and Yijian Palace has become like the underworld.

These resentful souls screamed terribly one by one, and what was even more intrusive was that their limbs had turned into the shape of sword blades, forming a mysterious formation, and then rushed towards Daoran.

The power of the sword ghost is several times higher than that of the previous sword qi thunder dragon, and the blade with its mutated limbs can leave space cracks when it slashes through the air.Although it was just a flash of black lines, the entire Yijian Palace was cut with countless deep marks by these black lines, and even the stone pillar several feet thick in the center was cut off silently.

If this kind of power falls on him thousands of times, I am afraid that this monk's robe will not be able to hold it.

Where did the Qingcheng faction come from such a powerful sword array?

I am afraid that the real immortal will not be able to survive if he falls into it.

The sound of the pipa suddenly became high-pitched and excited, and the fingerings played by Titulo Zha became faster, and there were already large afterimages, as if playing with four hands.

Wherever the sound waves went, they turned into crimson ripples, and when they touched these sword ghosts, a large swath of flames would explode.This time, it's not an illusion.

The sword ghosts that swooped over turned into moths, and were quickly ignited into fireballs, screaming even more horribly.

Daoran frowned, and waved his hand to pop out a stream of water.

The envoy of the clean altar taught him the spell of crossing the sea of ​​bitterness, and the light of the water wrapped Daoran and Titus Racha, forming a constantly rotating water ball, isolating the sword ghost.This is not ordinary water. With Daoran's profound mana, the water condensed by Kuhaidu has a bit of the magic of Kuhai.

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless.

Although the sword ghost who can cut space is powerful, but softness can overcome rigidity, and the cut water will recover in an instant.All the sword ghosts who rushed into the water lost their way and were thrown out after turning around a few times.

Although dizzy from being turned around, these sword ghosts quickly recovered and rushed towards the water polo again.Going back and forth like this, Dao Ran's defense temporarily withstood the attacks of these sword ghosts.

Titus Rocha said doubtfully, "Master Daoran, you are..."

Daoran said: "Amitabha, these resentful souls are probably innocent people. Your pipa fire can burn away souls, and they will be scattered."

Titus said with admiration: "Master is merciful, but these resentful souls have been refined and distorted by this formation, and I am afraid they cannot be saved. No matter how much mana you have, it will be exhausted at some point, and this sword formation relies on the power of the earth's veins. Even ten thousand years will not dry up. Master Daoran, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it."

Daoran shook his head and said: "Since I can hold on now, let's wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turnaround. Don't worry, if this sword array technique stops here, I can hold on for ten or eight years. But this The power of the sword array is really strange, and it is really not like a mortal to be able to refine these sword ghosts."

Daoran can be considered well-informed now, the human soul is a very special existence, and it is the foundation of the six realms of reincarnation.Even if he was a fool in life, his wisdom will be restored after death, which shows the tenacity of the soul.

Driving ghosts is easy, but changing the form of souls is not at the same level. The former can exorcise ghosts and kill people after a few years of study, while the latter, Dao Ran, has never heard of anyone with this ability.

These sword ghosts did not change their forms, but directly distorted their souls.

Can this group of people from the Qingcheng faction do it?

When encountering things that he doesn't understand, Daoran usually chooses to ask others.

With a thought, a mana vortex appeared beside Dao Ran, and a big, colorful and fat snake fell out of it. It was Ramanu, the three thousand princes of Mahuraka.

As Tianlong Babu, Ramanu's strength is too weak to beat a dog, but he should be able to give some useful advice with his inherited memory.

As soon as he got up from the ground, Ramanu growled and said: "Next time, can you remind me that I just opened a jar of good wine, and I didn't cover it. The smell of the wine is about to dissipate!"

Daoran said to Ramanu: "Go back and give you two altars, don't talk nonsense, let's see what's going on with this sword formation?"

Ramanu squinted his small eyes and looked outside through the huge water curtain. After a while, he said in shock, "This is... the Immortal Sword Formation?"