Chapter 1131 The Devil is Fierce

Qingyuan sword secret, with the power of Yimu, the power of wind and thunder! If thunder comes to the world, the wind and fire will follow, which is unstoppable. The most domineering is the top swordsmanship of Miaochengzong. In those years, the ancestor of Miaocheng relied on this Qingyuan sword formula to try the sword in the world. In the chaotic Zihua Fairy Mansion, he created 80,000 miles of Miaocheng Sect with one sword, which has continued to this day.

It's a pity that this powerful Qingyuan sword formula has been studied by real people in all dynasties, but no one can reach the level of Miaocheng's ancestor again. The 80,000-li Taoist temple of Miaochengzong has slowly retreated into a nine-mile place in Yulong Mountain. Wuang Zhenren was amazing and gorgeous in those years. He was regarded as the only person who could cultivate the Qingyuan sword secret to great success and chase Miaocheng's ancestor in the past 3,000 years.

It's a pity that he has played tricks on people. Since he ascended the position of teaching the real person, under internal and external troubles, this talented peerless swordsman has been polished into a mediocre person. For the future of Miaochengzong, the angry real person can only put this thought in his heart. This is undoubtedly the sadness of the real person in charge of the Miaocheng Sect in the past dynasties. Anyone who can take the position in charge of the real person is the best candidate. Unfortunately, Miaocheng Sect has been weak for a long time, and every generation of real people is facing such a dilemma.

It was not until Gan Ping was born that the angry real person once again ignited the hope of climbing the peak of kendo. Although Gan Ping was strong in the past, he was still a sapling that had not experienced the charm, and he needed to pay more care of himself. If I hadn't mediated and supported him behind this boy and used the means to help him, I'm afraid I hadn't grown up. With the means of causing trouble by this boy, I would have been killed, right?

In the immortal world, the most terrible thing is not the terrible monster, not the dangerous fairy palace ruins, but the unpredictable human heart! In order to help Gan Ping, who knows how much effort he has put Gan Ping from a young bird to a winged eagle. However, Gan Ping did not live up to the painstaking efforts of the angry real person. Now he is no longer afraid of any risks and stands at the peak of the power of all worlds. And Miao Chengzong also had the hope of revitalization because of the rise of Gan Ping. Wu Nui's desire for the peak of kendo was also ignited again.

When the desolate horn sounded and many small sect monks from the tsunami came, there was no trace of fear in the heart of the angry real person. At this moment, his blood was burning, and there was only the strange sword of the demon in his eyes. After a long silence, how many people have forgotten the name of the angry white clothes? Today, with the blood of the peerless sword cultivation of the Iron Gate Sect, I will wash my sword heart as a stepping stone to enter the supreme kendo!

There is nothing but the sword! The killing sound of 96,000 demon guards shocked the sky, as if they had been infected by this terrible murderous spirit. The sword light of the angry real person suddenly condensed, from the previous auspiciousness to a simple and unpretentious appearance. This demon is the sword fairy at the peak of the golden immortal. As a sword cultivation, even an ordinary Xuanxian master is not his enemy. In front of such a great enemy, the angry real person only relies on a sword will to compete with it for nearly a hundred rounds, which is really an alien.

However, what is even more surprising is that the angerless sword light is sublimated in the battle, turning into a straight sword, condensed but not scattered light. Surely, fighting is the best grinding of sword cultivation. Obviously, this angry real person is in the fight with demons, and the realm has been improved again. Thousands of troops are easy!" With an angry shout, the angry real person waved his sword. The huge sword rainbow brought a murderous will and went to the demon. Although it was only towards this person, in the face of this shocking thing, nearly a million monks on the opposite side couldn't help breathing coldly. The sword spirit of this sword actually abruptly enveloped the whole world. Go.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The continuous sword light rose to the sun. In the face of such a strong sword intention to kill, the sword cultivation affected by this sword spirit in the monk's coalition, the sword light surged on his body, and countless sword lights galloped, among which the light in the middle was the most blazing. "Iron Gate!" A mouthful of blood spewed out of the angerless real population, and a sword shook all the swordsmanships opposite him. Although it was only a collision of sword, it also made him feel damaged and flew out backwards.

Mo Congfeng saw that the situation was not good. With a roll of flag on his face, he put the angry real person into the array, and the demon who fought with the angry real person on the opposite side had long been entangled by a swordsman of Tongtian Sword Sect. He could not get out and had no time to chase the angry real person at all. After this battle, I will enter Tongtian Jianfeng to practice!" Wu Angry Zhenren slowly sat down cross-legged, said a word to the crowd, and then closed his eyes to cultivate his wounds. The remaining three brothers, Wu Yi Zi, Wu Shen Zi and Mo Zhenfeng, looked at each other in con's eyes.

Obviously, his senior brother is determined to delve into the peak of kendo. Mo Congfeng can only look at the boundless son and the godless son, and control the array dejectedly. When will his generation of leaders get it? How can the angry brother put it down with such a heavy burden?

Mo Congfeng's room is depressed, and before the battle is already full of sword spirit. Although this Iron Gate Sect is not a famous sect in the fairyland, the thin camel is bigger than the horse, and it is always the sect of the fairyland. Although these swords have slightly deviated from the traditional sword cultivation methods, they are born in Zhenyuan. In the final analysis, the fairyland is rich. The accumulation of vitality is not comparable to that of the human world. The iron gate monks who take action are generally higher than the sword cultivation of Tongtian Sword Sect.

This Tiemen Sect sword cultivation is strong, has a solid foundation, and is even a tempered sword cultivation. If it were someone else, he would have been knocked into powder under the sword light like a tsunami and storm. However, opposite them are Tongtian Sword Sect, which claims to be the best in the world and has not been defeated.

These martial lunatics are all determined by cultivation. The swordsmanship is powerful, and the master who moves the sword to kill him. Although the sword cultivation of Tiemen Sect is strong, under this fierce attack, he can't help retreating repeatedly and is shocked. I don't know why, maybe I don't care about the lives of many monks under my command at all. Countless low-level monks are like ants, rushing towards Yulong Mountain. Under this huge number, even if this mountain protection array is extremely strong, it is also shaken by the impact.

Even if there are too many ants, elephants can die. Although this and the mountain guard array is claimed to be able to resist the attack of Taiyi masters, this array is a dead thing after all, not a real Taiyi immortal. If you can't move, you can only passively let these ant-like monks form countless arrays, and the impact of moths and fire.

"Kill evil!" Wu Yizi couldn't help closing his eyes slightly. The doctor's parents' heart, he couldn't stand it anymore. Killing robbery must be overcome by killing! If you offend me, you will be killed without mercy! They should have had such awareness long ago!" The godless son smiled coldly. He had been in charge of the law hall for many years and refined his heart like an iron stone. He waved his right hand fiercely, "Children, it's time for you to show your skills, do it!"

With the shout of the godless son, masks covered his face one by one in the air, and the swinging magic guard moved like a hundred thousand puppets. He brushed a pair of bright golden wings behind him, and 96,000 pairs of golden wings suddenly flashed, dazzling the countless monks who were constantly hitting Yulong Mountain on the opposite side. Drink! Break it!" Under the order of Yan Wugui, who led the magic guard, the whole army was like one. In an hour from the middle of the sky, it had killed into the dense crowd in an instant.

Behind this magic guard, it is Gan Ping's method of practicing the double wings of the fish, hunting the 16th-order gray-winged black bird, and integrating the worry-free wings refined with light spirit dark gold. Send horizontal pleasure, called worry-free! This pair of world states alone has consumed nearly one-third of the treasury of the Miaocheng Sect, and at the same time, it has also offended the vein of the demon clan's gray-winged blackbird to the bones.

But at present, it seems that all this is worth it. With the wings of this unique treasure, even if you are seriously injured, you can escape sadly. These magic guards are the biggest cards of Miaochengzong. Fighting against the demon clan, now it is just pulling out and practicing. If the damage is too great, I'm afraid I'm afraid that the high-level officials of Miao Chengzong will be distressed to climb the window sill and jump off the building.

It is worthy of the fighting weapon created by countless rare treasures and thoughts of Miao Chengzong. As soon as this worry-free wing appeared, it shocked the monk's mind on the opposite side. The surface of each pair of worry-free wings is depicted with 36,000 golden black fire patterns, and 96,000 pairs of worry-free wings suddenly unfolded, appearing in front of them like a small sun. They are extremely domineering, making the monks who are impacting on the opposite side cover their faces and cry. Many monks with low cultivation have been blinded, and the original momentum is like a rainbow mountain. The impact of the tsunami immediately stagnated.

But the biggest effect of this worry-free wing is not these, but speed! Unparalleled speed! Under the leadership of Yan Wugui, the magic guard exposed his ferocious claws to the whole Tianfu continent, emitting a dazzling light. The military array broke through, and immediately rushed into the crowd. The blue-toothed halberd in the palm of his hand waved. At that time, countless Taoist heads rolled over and sprayed blood fog, which set off this group of demon guards covered with armor like demon gods.

No matter what cultivation the opponent is, the Dangmo Guard takes a group of seven people to form the most basic Big Dipper Seven Star Killing Array. With one blow, it leaves in a flash. The whole team is like running clouds and flowing water. For a moment, just at the moment when everyone is stunned, the army of the Dangmo Guard has rushed into more than ten miles of these monks and rowed a giant. The big arc came out from the other side.

There are corpses everywhere! Originally, the foot of Yulong Mountain had been occupied by countless monks, and there was no dense place to insert needles, but the magic guard swept like a sickle, leaving a huge vacuum zone full of curved limbs and broken arms. The popular limbs twitched on the ground, really like a human hell.

And in mid-air, this group of black armored magic guards have always been like ghosts, without making a sound, even a drop of blood on their bodies, only a drop of blood on the blade of countless snow-white and dazzling crescent halberds, driving the cyan halberd to make the cyan buzzing. Experienced people know that it was the excitement of Xuanbing after drinking blood and feeling the master's murderous intention, and it came to the ears of the immortals on the opposite, which was undoubtedly the sound of broken soul.

Even if it occupies a huge numerical advantage, everyone who is opposed to the magic guard can't help but feel chills. Just after a burst of rushing, this demon guard killed nearly 100,000 people. Although they were only the lowest-level immortals, they were also 100,000 people! How many tens of thousands of small sects came to ask for wildfires?

"Nausea! Butchers, a bunch of butchers!" The vomiting and curse of a beautiful female monk woke everyone up. The beautiful female monk stood on the edge of the place where the magic guard passed. The vacuum zone like a storm swept through and killing was one step away in front of her. This female monk who was usually praised by men at this moment He looked like a fierce ghost, with blood and meat on his face, making a sad cry.

It's only half a step away. If I had just rushed forward half a step, I'm afraid I would have been involved in the terrible storm and turned into one of the countless pieces of meat, right? At this time, she found that in front of this group of terrible demon guards, her proud capital and beautiful and touching appearance were not worth mentioning at all.

The blurred flesh and blood in her eyes and the stimulation of strong murderous intent made the nun lose her heart on the spot and cry to escape. Which bastard said that this Miao Chengzong would not touch the killer? Big sister and third sister, you died so miserably!" The incoherent nun escaped out in a crazy way. A sword light passed through the air, like a gentle finger touching her. In a flash, the charming nun turned into countless pieces and fell down.

The slow voice sounded from the air, "Woman, it's the most troublesome. Since the offensive and defensive alliance has been set and the heart-blooded spell, how can you retreat? It's just tens of thousands of people, and the pile is also dead!" The young man with a dust-free snow-white silk scarf in his hand appeared in mid-air, wiped his hand with a slight disgust, and threw the silk scarf down, just covering the face of the blind female nun, covering the wide and beautiful eyes. Everyone obeys the order! Target Yulongshan Miaochengzong, take out the strongest means! I don't believe that more than a million people can still be blocked by this small Yulong Mountain!"

Crazy! A complete madman! A madman who ignores casualties! Yan Wugui's face looked ugly. Although his face was covered behind the mask, the helplessness appeared at the corners of his mouth. The reason why it is so powerful just now is that it is purely his own swing guard. It is caused by a surprise attack. If the other party adds a master with a strong defensive magic weapon, it can't block the attack of his own magic guard.

Although he can't see the expression clearly, Yan Wugui has heard a lot of dry nausea behind him. Even if he has practiced in the feudal world for many years and has strong strength, the group of disciples behind him are still the ones who have never fought with others. Even if you can integrate it with military law and burst out a strong force, obviously it can only do this once now.

In the face of this sudden and terrible killing, whether it is the killed or the murderer, it is a great impact. Just now, the fighting spirit on the battlefield was soaring, and I didn't feel anything. Now that the disciples of Miaochengzong can't stand it. If they do it again, I'm afraid it can't cause the effect of just now, and the Taoist heart may be greatly lost.

An iron-blooded and invincible army needs constant fighting and killing to be early. Even if it is different from ordinary people, immortals are also human beings, just powerful people. Cold-blooded butchers are not suitable for everyone. There are a total of 96,000 magic guards. After this terrible killing, after going back to count, Yan Wugui will laugh secretly at half of the number that can be left.

However, a killing just before the model also slowed down these unscrupulous and powerful divers. They finally understand that no one is a good person forever, but they are not forced to come. The reason why Miaochengzong let go of the people who surrounded the mountain last time was that Miaochengzong's foundation was unstable and its strength was not enough to let go of killing.

But at present, it seems that all the preparations that Miao Chengzong has made. If he sticks to it, I'm afraid it will attract a resolute and bloody counterattack. People's hearts are so strange. When it was determined that Miao Chengzong was a weak and bullied little sheep, no matter what power the sheep showed, it could not stop everyone's greedy thoughts. However, when the sheep suddenly turned into a tyrannosaurus, revealing its sharp claws and bloody side, these people finally knew that they regretted.

Uneasy retreats and the mood spreads in the crowd. Although the terrible magic guard has retreated, the swordsmen of the two sides in the air are still fighting endlessly. Occasionally, a faint sword light falls, which will cause huge casualties. But under the pressure of the heart and blood curse, all the immortals were crazy. The refined powerful thunder beads and colorful divine channel methods all came out and fell fiercely at the mountain protection array of Miao Chengzong.

Even the most insignificant five thunder spells, once thousands of them hit, there is a power that shakes the world and destroys everything, which is no less than the terrible disaster. Mo Congfeng gritted his teeth and desperately commanded the array. The spiritual light in the sun and moon universe pot in his palm shone, forming a huge cyan net in this mountain protection array. Where it was connected, they were the wonderful disciples who were sweating and desperately controlling the arrays everywhere.

These disciples have good array attainments, and the most important thing is that these disciples are the most direct line of the Hongmiao Chengzong, and they have spent painstaking efforts to cultivate the most loyal disciples. In each of them's search, there was a small silver bottle, collecting the spiritual veins from Mo Congfeng.