Qingyun Signed in for Three Hundred Years, and I Became a Peerless Sword Fairy

The moment the red-blooded old devil just finished speaking, endless devilish energy surged out.

The entire sky above the blue clouds instantly turned into a black night.

Even Qingyunmen's mountain guard array was a little unstable and began to tremble.

Qingyunmen's mountain protection formation was left by Patriarch Qingyun.

The stronger the people sitting inside, the stronger the formation will be!

It's a pity that Master Xuanmiao is just a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, and compared with the current red blood old devil, he is almost a big realm behind.

Such a gap, the difference in strength is too great.

"Let me open the formation, you are dreaming!"

Hearing this, Master Xuanmiao snorted coldly, urged the Haoran Excalibur in his hand again, and forcibly stabilized the mountain protection formation.

"You demon cult monsters dare to take advantage of my Qingyun Sect's emptiness to invade my Qingyun formation."

"If you retreat now, I, Qingyun Sect, can pretend that there is no such thing!"

At this moment, Master Xuanmiao's face was full of strength, showing the might of Qingyun Sect's No. [-] righteous way.

But in my heart, I was secretly anxious.

With the current situation, if the two sides really go to war, with her strength, she might not be able to resist for long.

"Hahaha, back off? It seems that you plan to toast instead of fine wine."

"In that case, don't blame the deity for being rude."

The red-blooded old devil looked at Master Xuanmiao with cold eyes, and directly ordered: "Everyone, start attacking!"

Boom boom boom!

As soon as the red-blooded old devil finished speaking, thunder flickered in the void.

After hearing the words, the ancestors of the Demonic Dao immediately shot all of them.

Afterwards, a series of powerful breaths covered the sky, forming a giant hand that covered the sky.

Soon, the dense black mist slowly gathered, covering the entire Qingyun Gate, even covering the sun.

The entire Qingyun Sect fell into a silent darkness.

As for these, Master Xuan Miao's movements would naturally not stop.

At this moment, she activated the Haoran Excalibur, and the fierce sword energy shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, a mysterious awe-inspiring sword intent gushed out from the awe-inspiring sword, piercing the sky.

"The disciples of the Qingyun sect obey the order!"

"Today, the Demon Cult strikes, trying to destroy my Qingyun Sect!"

"Everyone follow me, do your best to protect Qing Yunmen!"

At this moment, as Master Xuanmiao's voice fell, wisps of mighty sword intent enveloped the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, dispelling the fear in their hearts and completely inspiring people's hearts.

At the same time, under the leadership of Lin Jingyu, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect on Tongtianfeng Square were all focused and calm.

At this moment, they gathered all the magic power in their bodies and poured it into the mountain protection formation continuously.

At the same time, when they heard Master Xuan Miao's words, they couldn't help shouting:

"We swear to live and die with Qingyun!"

"We swear to live and die with Qingyun!"

"We swear to live and die with Qingyun!"

The voice is mighty, echoing among the Qingyun peaks.

On Tongtian Peak, countless righteous breaths condensed, and the endless light became hotter and hotter.

In the void, the power of the demonic way was extremely violent, and the demonic cloud pressed against the mountain guard formation.

The two forces are intertwined and are about to collide.

At this moment, in Qingyunmen, there is only one place, which is still quiet and there is nothing strange.

Zhenmo Peak.

At this moment, Jiang Feng was standing on the cliff of Zhenmo Peak, watching everything on Tongtian Peak quietly.

His eyes were extremely calm, but he didn't make a direct move, he wanted to see what step this group of Qingyun sect disciples could make.

If they blocked it, then he just didn't have to make a move.

If he loses, with his own strength, he can still save the disciples of Qingyun sect.

"This can be regarded as a small-scale battle between righteousness and evil. It's interesting!"

Looking at the scene on Tongtian Peak, a smile appeared on Jiang Feng's face, and Nan Nan talked to himself.

At the same time, a sharp sword intent radiated from him.

In the sky above Tongtian Peak, the red blood old devil looked at the stalemate at this moment, his blood color was a little cold.