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Volume 1 In the Human World Chapter 131 Sword Formation

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    "Hellfire?"

    Seeing the blood-red fire clouds rolling in the sky, Black Rakshasa whispered, his eyes full of solemnity.

    The fire of hell, as the name suggests, is one of the most mysterious flames in the world.  This kind of flame comes from the Nine Nether Hells and only exists in the Nine Nether Hells.

    In the Nine Nether Hells, the fire of hell is used to refine the demons and ghosts who are stubborn or have countless sins.

    Once these ghosts are thrown into the fire of hell, their souls will be scattered instantly and they will never be reincarnated.

    Therefore, for spiritual practitioners, the fire of hell is undoubtedly a nightmare.

    However, the undead army in the valley still did not panic.

    They just raised their heads and took a quiet look. Above their heads, there was a blood-red fire cloud rolling like a dark cloud.

    After just one glance, he withdrew his gaze.

    After that, they resolutely raised the soul blades in their hands again, and slashed at the demon army lying on the ground like ashes at their feet with cold expressions.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????? We saw this army, and saw the unyielding fighting spirit of those who feared death.

    Even the three black-clothed old men from the Wutian Sect who were hovering in the air couldn't help but praise in their hearts.

    What a strong warrior!

    After the three of them looked at each other, they all activated the vast magic power in their bodies.

    The surging true energy poured into the small cauldron like a flood.

    After a moment, dark red flames surged out from the mouth of the small cauldron, like a roaring flood.

    "Kill!" Bai Qi pulled the horse's rein tightly with a cold expression.

    He slowly raised the cyan soul blade in his hand, pointed at the demon army in front of him, roared in a deep voice, and clamped his legs hard.

    Under him, the sturdy and handsome horse neighed and shot out like a projectile.

    Behind him, the undead army billowing like smoke, fearless of death, followed Bai Qi and rushed over.

    However, just when Bai Qi and the others were about to rush into the surging sea of ??blood-red fire,

    In the sky, a huge shadow enveloped them.

    With a flash of black light, Bai Qi and his army of counting money disappeared instantly.

    At the entrance of the palace, the black Rakshasa put a piece of black cloth inlaid with gold runes into his arms.  He raised his head and shouted into the sky: "Yang Fengnian, how long are you going to watch the excitement?" The angry voice instantly disturbed the flying snow in the sky.  The sound echoed over the Valley of the Dead and lingered for a long time.

    The three Wutian Sect members suspended in the air raised their heads and glanced at the sky.

    After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, no one else was found.

    After retracting his gaze, he stared at the entrance of the palace. The lonely woman in black sneered and said mockingly: "Huh, you are making a fool of yourself"

    Before the voice fell, the old man in black who spoke suddenly felt like a duck being strangled by the neck, and his words were suddenly choked in his throat.

    Looking up at the snow-white sword light that suddenly shot out in the sky, feeling the evil aura rising to the sky in the sword light, his eyes were full of horror.

    "This is?"

    An old man in black looked at the white sword energy in the sky, which contained terrifying power, and his expression changed drastically.

    "What a terrifying smell!" The companion beside him took a deep breath, subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, and murmured.

    When the three old men in black in the air looked shocked, the black Rakshasa at the entrance of the palace on the ground squinted at the dark red light and shadow surrounding the snow-white sword light in the air.

    With a look of shock in his eyes, he murmured softly: "Blood energy, evil energy, death energy! It's so strong, it really is it!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the sword light shooting out, suddenly split into four, and fell towards all directions of the Valley of the Undead.

    Four rays of sword light fell like meteors, and then shot into the mountains surrounding the Valley of the Undead.

    In an instant, sword light burst out from all directions, and the sharp and raging sword energy intertwined into a huge silver net in the air.  With a mood-inducing buzzing sound, it enveloped the place.

    "Sword array!"

    An extremely indifferent voice sounded out of thin air and echoed throughout the world.

    Along with the words, the sword energy intertwined into a vertical and horizontal sword network, and suddenly, the light burst out, like a bright star.

    The dazzling light fills the world.

    Under the sword net, the eyes and noses of countless people were instantly pierced by the hot and sharp sword light, and they fell into darkness.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?The sword light released a shocking power.  Like a silver cloud, it fell slowly, shrouding tens of thousands of troops in the valley.

    ah¡­¡­,

    ah¡­¡­,

    For a moment, the Valley of the Dead, where the cold wind howled, turned into purgatory.

    In the silver light, the snow-white sword energy raged in all directions, coming and going without a trace.

    Suddenly, a foot-long snow light shot out from the light, then shot into the light and disappeared.

    The dense sword light crisscrossed and pierced in a chaotic manner.  Like countless silver-finned fish, they travel through the radiant sea.

    In the dazzling silver light, one could only vaguely see the fallen demon army, pierced through the heart by the sword light and spitting out blood.

    There is also a river of bright red blood on the ground.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Countless sword energy, seemingly chaotic, but following some mysterious laws, wreaking havoc in the blood-filled valley.

    ?????????????????????????????? Bang.

    Under the raging attack of the chaotic sword energy, a towering mountain peak had all its roots cut off and collapsed.

    Countless gravels flew everywhere, messily.

    But before he could rush far, the dense sword energy pierced through and turned into clouds of mist and dust.

    "The Immortal Killing Sword Formation?"

    The old man in black was covered in blood, with numerous wounds on his body, with bones visible deep inside.

    On his body, the body-protecting true energy supported by the strong vitality had already been washed away to pieces.  The neat black robe on his body was also in tatters.

    Under the black robe full, it is faintly visible. On the jade -like skin, blood is poured with blood and the skin is fleshy.

    The old man in black raised his hands to block his eyes, trying in vain to prevent the intrusion of the bright light.

    With extreme fear in my heart, I felt the violent sword energy filling the entire space around me. With the horror in my heart, I shouted absentmindedly.

    ah¡­¡­

    At this time, a severed arm flew up with blood.

    The old man suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders. After looking back, he was horrified to find that his broken arm in the air had been cut into pieces by the raging sword energy.

    It turned into a ball of blood mist and disappeared into the air.

    In horror and despair, the old man turned back and glanced at his feet.

    Under your feet, the ground has long been cracked.

    In the crack that was several feet deep, blood was flowing, and broken arms were piled everywhere.

    The military flag held by the Demon King was floating on the river of blood in the crack, looking extremely miserable.

    Beside him, the two companions didn't even have time to shout, before they were scattered by the raging sword energy, and even the soul was completely wiped out.

    "This is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, this is the Zhuxian Sword Formation!" The old man, with his hair disheveled, was extremely panicked and shouted as if he was crazy.

    I saw hundreds of sword energy roaring towards me with the sound of thunder.

    The old man's eyes suddenly condensed, and in a hurry, he summoned the soul and got into the purgatory cauldron he carried with him.

    "If you don't avenge me, I swear you won't be a human being. You just wait for me!" From the small black cauldron, the old man's unwilling roar filled with anger and horror came.

    After the words fell, the small cauldron turned into a stream of light and shot towards the sky.

    And at this moment, Yang Fengnian, dressed in a blue shirt, appeared in the empty space.

    After seeing the wisp of black light escaping in the silver-white sword mist.

    Yang Fengnian smiled coldly, stretched out his palm and grabbed at the black light.

    "Lock!" Clang, clang, clang

    Countless rays of sword energy came from all directions, criss-crossing in the space, and with the shocking sound of explosions, the silver light flashed and the swords were condensed.

    "I want to leave, huh, it's not that easy!"

    Yang Fengnian sneered, squeezed the hand that he was grasping, and growled in a deep voice: "Kill!"

    (To be continued)

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