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Chapter 134 The evil forces attack!

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The vibrato is like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

I don't know when a huge phantom of an immortal sword has been hanging directly above the mountain gate, blocking out the sky and the sun. The tip of the sword is pointed directly at the Jian Sect disciple whose body has been occupied by the Taoist priest of Renzhiguan!

It is the sword sect’s sect-protecting formation.

Qingming Sword Sect is, after all, an established immortal sect with a rich foundation and has produced many geniuses. This can be seen from the unique sect-protecting formation in the world of immortal cultivation.

There are a total of 790,000 spiritual swords in the Sword Sect.

Arranged by a senior sword sect who has mastered the sword formation, all are connected by spiritual energy veins, and several more mature sword spirits are used as nodes to interweave a sword that responds quickly, is powerful, and can still operate normally even if more than half of it is damaged. Array. In the books collected and analyzed by Jianmu Xuezong, it also has another name - "Spirit Sword Network".

At this moment, the Jianzong Formation made a judgment when the monk responsible for guarding was managed to be blinded.

Before the intruder could finish that sentence in a strange and sharp voice, the phantom of the fairy sword hanging high in the sky had already fallen down with the force of collapsing mountains and cracking the ground!

The huge sword shadow sank into the ground, and the mountain gate became completely quiet.

What was hugely different from its terrifying power was that the phantom of the giant sword falling from the sky did not have any impact on the ground of Jian Zong, and even the bricks and stones under the sword remained flat.

Within ten seconds, it seemed that the threat had been eliminated, and the shadow of the giant sword stuck on the ground gradually became transparent and finally disappeared completely.

After the shadows dissipated, the two guarding disciples appeared and stepped forward cautiously. One had sheathed his sword, and the other was still holding his sword on guard.

"solved?"

As far as the eye can see, at the position where the large formation attacked, the disciple who was possessed by the evil cultivator just now is left with only a puddle of meat on the ground that cannot be shoveled up.

It was even radiating a slight heat.

The guarding disciple named Li breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lump of flesh. No matter what kind of enemy he was, it was really reassuring to greet him with this attitude.

The partner beside him scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and responded: "The body should have been taken over by an evil cultivator from some force. Although he deceived us, he did not deceive the formation."

Under the penetration of spiritual consciousness, the peaceful lump of flesh no longer showed any signs of life, but it still made people feel weird.

"Hmm..." He frowned and narrowed his eyes.

Whoosh whoosh—

Three piercing sounds rang out, and the man summoned three talisman swords without hesitation, dragging blazing flames and nailing them to the meat, making a hissing sound of burning flesh, and the air was filled with a burning smell. .

The other disciple did not stop him. On the contrary, they quickly set up their posture and stood ready.

The flames crackled, and under the gaze of the two people, the minced meat was roasted into charcoal bit by bit.

The disciple who shot the talisman sword put away the sword, shrugged, and said to his partner who glanced at him: "I am worrying too much."

"it is good."

The disciple surnamed Li also put down his posture, took out his communication weapon, and conveyed the news that the danger had been eliminated, and the formation's attention to this place finally dissipated.

Afterwards, the two of them rushed up to the sky and bowed.

When it was over, the two walked to the burnt mass on the ground and started talking.

"Shovel it?"

"No, some brothers will use it later to analyze the identity of the intruder. We shouldn't do this kind of thing."

"Please, you can still see a market after being burned like this! Those who don't know better would think that your accomplices set the fire to eliminate evidence."

"It's just a pity for that junior brother. I thought he was quite talented."

In the world of cultivating immortals, dangers always occur unexpectedly. In the peaceful daily life of cultivation, one will inevitably fall into a life-and-death battle, causing the long lifespan to be reduced to zero in an instant.

Click—— A crisp sound sounded, and black burnt debris flew!

Just when the two men completely let down their guard, a head broke through the burnt shell and suddenly emerged from the flesh. Its nine eyes locked on the target in an instant.

A circle of small blood-red words appeared on the whites of the nine eyes at the same time, staring at the two people in front of them!

An unknown magical power completely froze the expressions of the two Sword Sect disciples in horror. Only their eyes that could move slightly were left, looking in horror at the terrifying head with a maniacal smile.

"Guji..."

There was a squirming sound of flesh and blood, and the resurrected flesh smashed the scorched shell covering the surface, and a hand stretched out holding a long rod-like thing.

Swah——

Like a bat suddenly spreading its wings, the shadow blocks the sun and casts a safe shadow - the pole turns out to be a huge umbrella.

The flesh squirmed and turned into a pool of blood, and figures emerged one after another. There were four people in total. It could be seen from the robes on their bodies that they were monks from the Mandrill Temple.

Finally, a motionless one floated up, with only its back exposed like a squid slice that had been modified with a flower knife, floating in the blood pool.

A hooded Taoist priest poked the man floating in the blood pool with his hand that was drooped to the ground: "Brother Taoist Jichen? Brother Tao?"

Unfortunately, the other party was very thorough and failed to respond.

The masked Taoist priest quickly waved his hand to the other three people and said:

"Ahem, I thought he could survive his life-changing situation, so I gave him all the sword wounds. It's better than us catching up together..."

"Shut up!" The evil cultivator holding an umbrella interrupted him, his voice hoarse and painful: "Hurry up and use these two meat puppets to take his place, and form a formation to welcome the blessed land!"

The arm holding his umbrella was drying up rapidly. The cost of maintaining a barrier that was not discovered by the Sword Sect's formation was too heavy. The arm was just a show, and his essence was rapidly being damaged.

Hearing this, the Taoist priest with nine eyes on his head immediately made a gesture, and the two Sword Sect disciples gradually twisted and merged in each other's frightened eyes...

After a while, a temporary meat puppet with doubled aura joined the four evil cultivators in formation.

……

On the main peak of the Sword Sect, in the main hall of the sect, a middle-aged monk was meditating cross-legged.

Black outer robe, golden inner placket, white inner collar, a white vertical line between the eyebrows like a sword blade, and closed eyes that could not hide the arrogance at all.

It is none other than the current leader of the Sword Sect, Duan Wufeng, who is known to the world as the best swordsman in the world.

After a few breaths, the floating belt suddenly dropped, and a deep groan sounded in the sect master's hall.

"Um……?"

Duan Wufeng's eyes slowly opened, and a divine light suddenly appeared... They were a pair of eyes that were arrogant and contemptuous, but so sharp that no one dared to look directly into them.

He raised his head slightly, looked across the roof of the hall, fell on something unknown, and frowned. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the palace and appeared in the sky above Jian Zong.

Looking at the blue sky, his expression gradually darkened.

——In the very far sky, a piece of upside-down earth appeared at some point. Because it was so far away, it was even completely dyed blue by Rayleigh scattering, blending into the background of the sky.

Now, its colors are rapidly becoming richer.

In other words...it is falling!

Duan Wufeng's lips moved slightly, and the words reached the ears of all the disciples and elders of the Sword Sect, like thunder.

"Sword Sect, everyone, prepare to meet the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)