Waterfront in the Wilderness is Immortal

Chapter 118 The battle of the ancient times is leaving

"Ok?"

The four battle spirits in the formation stared at the two figures that suddenly appeared, and were taken aback for a moment, and then burst into endless ecstasy.

The two who came are the most powerful battle spirits in Qingshen Mountain, and their strength is still higher than the black-clothed sword cultivator that Qingchen killed at the beginning. Their arrival made the battle spirits ecstatic, which means that they rescued, Regardless of their own embarrassment and scarred body, the four war spirits quickly moved closer to the two newly appeared war spirits.

"Whoa~~~~~!"

The six gray and majestic sword lights merged into the endless surging sword sea, turning into six mighty rivers of swords, rushing towards the figures of the six fighting spirits in the formation, crushing everything in a mighty way.

"Outsider, you are courting death!"

The two newly-appeared war spirits were furious when they saw Huimeng Jianhe rushing towards him. They never expected that Qingchen would dare to deal with them as soon as they appeared.A yellow-haired Tianjiao battle spirit, with cold eyes and deep murderous intent, danced a gourd-shaped spirit treasure in his hand, and displayed his tyrannical supernatural powers. The overwhelming violent sand formed a torrential sand river and a river of swords collided with each other.

The other battle spirit was not idle either, a large blue flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a light wave, a large number of hurricanes raged violently, and a huge vortex appeared, sucking in the endless river of swords.

"what!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Four loud noises came out, and the four battle spirits who were approaching the two newly appeared battle spirits were swallowed by the gray river of swords, their bodies exploded and turned into fragments, and then they were completely pulverized by the endless sword light.

"Whoosh!"

Qingchen's figure appeared in the formation, and he put away the four drops of blood casually. The Qingmeng Excalibur and Chishui Excalibur were sharp and cold, and stared coldly at the two war spirits opposite them.

As early as the moment they appeared outside the formation, Qingchen had already known it, deliberately weakened the power of the barrier outside the formation, let them in, and then took the opportunity to kill the four obtrusive Tianjiao war spirits with one blow , and then relying on the formation method, he tried his best to fight the two battle spirits of Qingshen Mountain. As long as they were beheaded, Qingshen Mountain would no longer pose any serious threat to Qingchen.

"Outsider, you should die!"

The yellow-haired war spirit was full of killing intent. He was the most powerful war spirit in this area, and he claimed to be the king. Qingchen beheaded the four war spirits in front of him, which he regarded as a naked provocation.

"Come on! Kill him!"

The voice of the battle spirit who controlled the nine-day gang wind was hoarse, and he shot Qing Chen mercilessly after he finished speaking, waving the blue flag and sail in his hand, rolling up the violent and raging gang wind, and the sword light disappeared when the storm passed.

"it is good!"

The yellow-haired war spirit's yellow-skinned gourd was blazing with light, and when it was shaken gently, sand rivers appeared out of thin air and converged into a sea of ​​sand, which collided with the endless sea of ​​swords. Come.

"kill!"

Swinging the two divine swords in his hand, the Nirvana Sword Intent and the Extreme Cold Sword Intent swarmed and intertwined, turning into a heaven-supporting divine sword, slashing against the stormy wind that filled the sky.

"Crack~~!"

With a single swing of the Excalibur, the rolling storm was split into two, and then turned into invisible energy and drifted away.

"Clatter~~~!"

Qingchen turned into a stream of water and submerged into the turbulent river of swords, and performed the double dragon fighting technique, and the two divine swords turned into two sea-stirring dragons, wrapped in endless sword seas and sand seas, and violently collided together.

"Boom~~~~!"

The huge impact made the formation space sway, and the two dragons intertwined and roared to kill the yellow-haired war spirit. The sky-high sword intent and power shook the entire formation space.

"Tips for carving insects!"

The yellow-haired war spirit sneered, and flicked the sand gourd in his hand, a large number of earth-yellow divine thunders bombarded the Shenlong. Within a few breaths, the two divine dragons were riddled with holes, and in a flash of light, they turned into two divine swords again.

"With a sword that opens the sky, the world will be opened!"

Qingchen suddenly rushed out of the river of swords, and two divine swords appeared in his hands. The Chishui divine sword turned into a heaven-reaching divine sword, and slashed towards the war spirit who was controlling the gang wind to attack again.

At the same time, the water movement technique was running rapidly, Qingchen turned into an erratic phantom, and the distance between him and the yellow-haired war spirit quickly approached, Qingmeng Divine Sword crossed the sky, a phantom of a world emerged behind Qingchen, and the deaths of a large number of evil beasts made Xiao The power of the world consumed by the world recovers quickly, and even grows slowly. Under the blessing of the power of the world and the power of the formation, Qingchen's sword is more powerful than the sword that killed the black-clothed war spirit back then. Surprisingly large.

"kill!"

Facing Qingchen's sword, the yellow-haired war spirit was no longer calm, his face was gloomy like water, the mouth of the yellow-skinned gourd in his hand was wide open, and the sky filled with wild sand fell overwhelmingly, and huge earth walls shining with khaki-yellow light appeared. Standing in front of the yellow-haired war spirit, the yellow-haired war spirit still felt unsafe, so he patted his forehead with his hand, and a khaki-colored spiritual bead exuding a dense light floated three feet above his head, and the rays of light fell down, covering his whole body.

"Boom~~~!"

The sword light was invincible, and the earth wall was easily penetrated after being blocked, and the layers were broken and turned into quicksand.

"Oh!"

"puff!"

The mask also failed to stop Qing Chen's sword, the cracks and shattered, the Lingzhu fell to the ground, and the surface was covered with dense cracks.

The yellow-haired war spirit was pierced through the chest by a sword, and blood gushed out in a frenzied flow. He staggered backwards and was severely injured.

In the formation space, the endless sword lights were still madly charging, and under Qingchen's deliberate control, they bombarded and killed the yellow-haired war spirit in large numbers.

"Damn! Outsider, I will never spare you!"

The yellow-haired war spirit kept bleeding from his chest. While resisting the dense sword light with difficulty, he stared at Qing Chen with resentment, his eyes piercing.

"go with!"

Qingchen's two divine swords slashed again, and the Chishui divine sword turned into thousands of extremely cold sword lights, blasting towards the yellow-haired war spirit.

Qingchen turned around, swung the Qingmeng Excalibur, and the phantom of the world emerged. With the power of the formation, he killed the battle spirit who controlled the gang wind with the aura of destroying everything.

"Wind the world, annihilate!"

That war spirit was terrified. He could clearly see the power of Qingchen's sword just now. The power of the wind suddenly felt like a formidable enemy, the wind flag shook violently, the endless nine-day astral wind danced violently, a huge vortex of astral wind emerged with the battle spirit as the center, the void of the formation space collapsed, and everything it passed was melted for nothingness.

"kill!"

With a swing of the sword, the light of the sword was extremely fast. Amidst the huge roar, the wind dissipated, and the huge vortex was pierced and shattered by the light of the sword.

"No!"

Jian Guang continued unabated, directly piercing the center of Zhan Ling's eyebrows, the divine pattern was broken, and a drop of cyan blood fell into Qing Chen's hand.

(End of this chapter)