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In front of the Tongtian Sword Tower, the Tao is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high!

Xiaodouzi curled up on the ground like a shrimp. He wanted to stand up, but he felt that the devilish energy seemed to have penetrated into his limbs and bones, almost swallowing all the energy in his body. , the severe pain all over his body made him tremble like sifting chaff, and his blurred vision saw the disciples of the sect lying in a pool of blood. 【..】

clang!

The black sword shadow was severed and turned into two severed swords and fell to the ground. Qingxuan's face was as pale as paper. Her strength had indeed grown by leaps and bounds during this period, but she was already facing Genzo, who was still at the peak, was powerless to fight back.

At this moment, the other disciples of the Sword Hut have all been suppressed. The strength of the Nine Nether Seven Demons is much stronger than they imagined. A master at the peak of Tianmang.

As more and more casual cultivators and disciples of the Qinghu Gang gathered, the situation was gradually under control. Genzo kicked Qingxuan's damaged flying sword away, looked at the chaotic sky, but found that the The golden light had long since disappeared, and while he was still in doubt, a cyan figure had descended from the sky.

Shen Wuyu was bare-chested, the green dragon was swimming vividly, his majestic eyes stared at everyone coldly, he walked up to Yuanzang, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Yuan Zang hastily clasped his hands together and said, "It turns out that Nangong Qiushui had already predicted that there would be an accident, so he kept such a move, and... Yuan Futu is not dead."

"I already know this." Mentioning that useless veteran, Shen Wuyu still felt a burning pain in his back, and said in a deep voice, "If it wasn't for his bad deeds, Sword Twelve would have already become my dead soul under the sword."

Genzo narrowed his gaze, "Zong...is Jian Twelve still alive?"

Shen Wuyu nodded slightly, "Not yet, but if he forcibly casts the Aura of Heaven and Earth, the golden core will definitely be damaged, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured, and he will never be able to recover to his peak state. I will definitely win this battle."

"Congratulations to the Thirteenth Suzerain." Jiang Xiong walked over and laughed.

Shen Wuyu glanced at him, but his eyes were unexpectedly cold, and continued: "Put all these people into the Tongtian Sword Tower, and you take 50 people to search the back mountain. You must find Jian Twelve, and don't kill them completely." If he dies, I can't feel at ease!"

"Yes, disciple obeys." Yuanzang finally breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the overall situation was under control.

At this moment, Qingxuan was half-kneeling on the ground, her clothes were already stained red with blood, she looked at Shen Wuyu coldly, and said: "You don't have to wishful thinking, Tianxuan Sword Sect belongs to the Twelve Sect Masters, and you will never lose your life in this life." Don't even think about taking it away, the old Nangong will definitely kill you."

Shen Wuyu raised his eyebrows, walked in front of Qingxuan, looked at her pale but very pretty face, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Save these words and tell Jian Twelve on Huangquan Road."

As soon as the words fell, Qingxuan's pupils widened suddenly, and her delicate body shook. She looked down, but found that a fiery red sword light had penetrated her heart, and the blazing high temperature directly burned the wound, so there was no pain. A drop of blood flowed out.

Shen Wuyu lifted up his wet cloth shoes, kicked Qingxuan away, and slowly bent his fingers with sword intent, then turned around and disappeared into the vast rainy night.

Yuan Zang stayed in the rain field, looking at the corpse of Junior Sister Qingxuan, he suddenly felt a little shocking.

……

"This is a formation that I carefully arranged."

Jian Twelve stared at the huge formation pattern as if admiring a handicraft, and said: "But I didn't expect to activate it so soon, because there is not much time left for me to arrange, so I used A large number of spirit stones are used to build the foundation, and I hope it can help me fulfill my wish."

Yuan Futu couldn't understand why such a huge formation was arranged here, and a fake ore vein was created to cover it up. He asked, "What can this formation do, can it deal with Shen Wuyu?"

Shen Wuyu's strength is obvious to all, unless the first suzerain reappears in the world, no matter how powerful the formation is, he may not be able to destroy him who is carrying a fairy weapon.

Jian Twelve nodded confidently, stroked the edges and corners of the Lingshi with his old and haggard fingers, and said, "Now that Shen Wuyu is about to seize power, if this is the only way, are you willing to give everything you have? Including your life?"

"Life?" Yuan Futu was startled, he could not help but take two steps back, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in Jian Twelve's gourd.

Jian Twelve continued: "This ancient formation was set up on the first day after you stepped into Jianzong. It took me a lot of thought to study the mystery in the formation, and then secretly searched for it. A large number of spirit stones have created this fake vein, even hiding it from Shen Wuyu's eyes, but the real purpose...is on you."

"Me?" Yuan Futu was even more puzzled.

Jian Twelve nodded, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his originally kind face. He raised his hands high, as if offering sacrifices, and suddenly chanted an obscure and lengthy incantation, which made the cave mansion All the spirit stones in the house gradually brightened up.

"Sect Master, what are you going to do?!" Yuan Futu sensed that something was wrong, and felt that the power of elements contained in the cave suddenly became violent, like a waking beast, ready to devour him at any time.

Endless elemental power hovered in the sky, transforming into a collapsed vortex, with colorful brilliance flowing inside.

At the same time, this ancient large formation also started up, like a stone roller of tens of thousands of catties running slowly, rumbling sounds came from my ears, and the colorful vortex was in circulation, and finally transformed into It becomes a pool of golden light, sacred and majestic.

At this moment, a sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart. Yuan Futu noticed the ferocious look on Jian Twelve's face. The previous kindness and kindness had long since disappeared without a trace. The Gale Seal was also activated instantly, but the moment he moved his body, countless golden beams of light fell down, trapping him in the center like a cage, and the golden pool was suspended above him.

Raising his head, in the center of the golden pool, Yuan Futu seemed to see an extremely terrifying demon face, with sharp fangs sticking out, and two blood-colored eyes staring at him, revealing the color of extreme greed.

Jian Twelve said with a deep laugh: "If you want to defeat Shen Wuyu and restore the Tianxuan Sword Sect to its former glory, the only way is to use the power of the Chaos Spirit Treasure in your body. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

"The chaotic spiritual treasure in my body? Impossible, the spiritual treasure has already merged with my blood!" Yuan Futu suddenly realized, and said loudly.

Jian Twelve took two steps forward, "I know, so we need to use this ancient formation, its name is 'Tun Tian'."