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Text Chapter 87: The Immortal-killing Sword Formation, the Sky-Breaking Sword Evil

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    Farther away, the Poison God and the Ghost King stood side by side, watching the fierce battle in the sky with solemn expressions.  The Poison God's expression changed several times, and finally he sighed softly and said calmly: "This son has such cultivation at a young age. I'm afraid that the great cause of our holy religion will be worried in the future!" As he spoke, he thought of his beloved disciple.  Qin Wuyan, after practicing for more than ten years, reached the ninth level of Yuqing. At that time, he was very happy, thinking that he had found a successor who could entrust the Wan Du Sect's Taoist tradition!  However, the battle in front of him crushed all his hopes and ambitions. Qin Wuyan was undoubtedly a genius of his generation, just like Xiao Yicai, Qi Hao and others who emerged from the Qingyun Sect within a short period of time.  There is an outstanding person in China, but there is a clear gap compared to a monster like Long Xuan, and he is even completely different.  I think back then there was a Qingye Taoist from the Qingyun Sect, who was unpredictable in mystical skills and powerful in the world with the Immortal Killing Sword. He forcibly raised the Qingyun Sect from an awkward position on the verge of disbandment to the height of "the largest sect in the world".  If a black-hearted old man from the Demon Sect had not appeared out of nowhere and fought against him, the Demon Sect might have been destroyed long ago.  The situation today is very similar to that of a thousand years ago, but this time, who among the younger generation of the Demon Sect can compete with Long Xuan?  This question was like the heaviest stone, weighing heavily on his heart. The Poison God's body suddenly shook, and his fists could not help but clenched. There was an extremely cold murderous intention on his old face. Today, he would do anything at any cost.  This kid must be killed here!  "Senior Poison God!" A soft call brought Poison God back to his senses. He turned around and glanced at the Ghost King, and said with a smile: "What's wrong, Ghost King, do you have any advice?" The Ghost King nodded slightly and looked around Yuqing.  In the battle circle in front of the hall, the brows were furrowed, and there was a look of contemplation on their faces: "Qingyun and the other six chief elders are here, but I don't know why Daoxuan is not seen?" The Poison God was startled, and for some reason something appeared in his heart.  Feeling uneasy, he looked solemn. Just when he was about to investigate in detail, the battle situation in the sky changed dramatically again!  Only a long laugh was heard: "Okay! The two seniors are indeed getting older and stronger, so let's try my Qingyun's 'Sword and Thunder Control Technique' again!" Following the words, there was a sudden thunder in Yunhai Square.  Explode!  A shocking sword rainbow rose into the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky rotated rapidly, forming thunder whirlpools, like a huge mouth swallowing the world.  Long Xuan appeared in the clouds, faced the biting wind, walked seven steps in the air, and transformed into seven afterimages. The long swords in the hands of the seven figures stabbed the sky at the same time, chanting softly: "The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder. Brilliant Heavenly Power"  , lead it with the sword!" This ancient and vast spell finally sounded at this moment, with an icy chill, gently echoing in the sky!  "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the billowing black clouds in the sky suddenly stopped, and a tiny glimmer of light shone out from the dark and silent thunder whirlpool - it was a bright ray of light, constantly  The surging white lightning ball, although tiny, gives people an indescribable pressure, as if it is the fire that ignites the world.  In an instant, the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed, and violent winds swept across the world. The thunderball flashed in the sky, tearing the sky apart, coming through the air, and resting on the tip of the Dragon-Slaying Sword in Long Xuan's hand.  At that moment, people on the ground could no longer see his figure, they could only see the hot and dazzling thunder that covered the sky and the sun!  "Broken!" Above the sky, Long Xuan looked solemn and shouted loudly. He held the sword in both hands and suddenly slashed it down. A thick pillar of thunder and lightning formed from under his sword. It was like a world-destroying catastrophe, coming to the world with the anger of the gods.  !  Yuyangzi's complexion changed greatly, he let out a long roar, his clothes bulged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was spraying on the Yin and Yang mirror. The Yin and Yang mirror floated up, emitting black and white strange lights, and instantly merged into one, reversed.  Up in the sky!  Fairy Sanmiao formed a strange seal with her hands, and the "Langling Silk" secretly taught by the Hehuan Sect suddenly flew up in her hand, transforming into a colorful rainbow, which directly merged into the light of the Yin-Yang Mirror. After doing all this, she was already  His face was flushed, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from his mouth.  "Boom!", a loud noise that cannot be described in words, shook the entire Tongtian Peak, countless rocks flew across, and countless huge cracks appeared on the mountain as if it was torn apart, as if the end was coming!  After a long time, the smoke and dust in the sky dispersed. When everyone saw the scene in front of them, whether they were the righteous disciples or the demon sect, they couldn't help but take a breath of air.  I saw that half of the Yunhai Square was suddenly exploded by the violent force of thunder, and a huge deep pit was opened. At the bottom of the pit, Yu Yangzi still maintained the posture of holding the sky with both hands. His robe was completely broken, and his exposed upper body was covered with stripes.  There were traces of blood, and there were faint streaks of lightning, emitting the aroma of barbecue.  Fairy Sanmiao is in better condition than him, but her face is pale and almost bloodless, her eyes are dull as if she has lost her soul, and her slender figure is trembling slightly in front of the remaining power of the power of heaven and earth, extremely desolate!  Long Xuan, who was in the sky, also looked pale at this moment, with the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand.The light was dim, he took a deep breath, and was about to let the clouds fall, when something unexpected happened.  In mid-air, there was suddenly a sharp whistling, and a dagger as black as ink appeared out of thin air, like a ghost wandering in the dark night, and pierced Long Xuan's forehead fiercely!  Long Xuan's complexion changed drastically. The strange dagger was sharply pointed, and there was a layer of strange dark blue light, which was clearly tempered with poison. If he was in his prime, it would be easy to dodge this dagger, but now he has experienced continuous  After a fierce battle, he spent all his true energy to cast an enhanced version of the "Sword of Thunder Control". It can be said that there is no magic power left in a hundred, and the aura of the dagger is rippling. It is obvious that there is an expert behind it.  He wanted to completely avoid it but it was Xuan.  At the critical moment, a Buddha's call suddenly sounded in Long Xuan's ears: "Amitabha, Brother Poison God actually attacked a junior disciple regardless of his dignity, don't you feel ashamed?" As he spoke, a golden light suddenly appeared around Long Xuan.  A brilliant round golden wheel. This golden wheel is bright yellow and is one foot square. The edges are engraved with the golden bodies of all Arhats. Surrounding the middle is the Buddha's true body with palms together, mercifully saving all sentient beings.  The strange dagger made a "bang" sound, nailed on the golden wheel, and was immediately knocked out. The cold black air in the sky gathered in an instant, and slowly fell into the hands of an old man with white beard and hair and a fierce look. It was clearly poisonous.  god!  He held the "Xiangsi" divine dagger tightly, his face darkened, and he glanced at Master Pu Hong: "The Great Compassion Golden Wheel? Pu Hong, old bald donkey, how dare you ruin my good deeds, today I will make you  ¡­¡± ¡°Boom!¡± Suddenly, a low roar came from the sky behind Tongtian Peak, and a brilliant sword-shaped light shot straight into the sky.  The fairy swords and magic weapons in the hands of everyone present were slightly warm and humming, as if they were bowing to that brilliant light!  "Is this?" Long Xuan's face changed drastically, he closed his eyes slightly, and carefully felt the unusual fluctuations in the surrounding void. After a while, there was a trace of enthusiasm and excitement on his face, and he murmured in a low voice: "No.  It¡¯s wrong, it can¡¯t be wrong, it must be, the Tongtian Sword Evil is actually the Tongtian Sword Evil!¡± ¡°Amitabha, Master Long has defeated the two demons without any danger. It¡¯s really gratifying!¡± At this time, Long!  Suddenly, a kind voice came from Xuan's ears. He couldn't help but turn his head and look around. He saw Master Puhong holding a string of rosary beads and looking at him with a smile: "My nephew has such cultivation at such a young age."  , he will become a giant in China in the future and lead Qingyun Sect to greater heights. Senior brother Daoxuan can rest assured!" "Master, thank you!" Long Xuan looked respectful and bowed to Master Puhong, regardless of whether he was rushing or not.  Because of his seniority and the favor he had just done to save his life, he could afford this gift.  While the two were talking, there was already a storm in the sky. Master Daoxuan looked stern, holding an ancient sword that looked like stone but not stone, not jade but not jade, and flew into the sky on a water unicorn. Under the extremely bright sunlight,  , Master Daoxuan showed a look of fanaticism, took a deep breath, held his sword to the sky, and said lightly: "God-given divine sword, kill demons and eliminate demons!" Long Xuan slowly raised his head, looking up at the figure of his master who looked like a god,  I just feel that the heart sword in my dantian is cheering and jumping for joy, which is a kind of joy of meeting the same kind.  The numerous complex inscriptions on the sword's body glowed with purple light, transforming into an illusory "Eight Ominous Thunder Gang Formation" formation.  With Long Xuan¡¯s thought, the illusory formation glowed brightly, with streaks of talisman and lightning criss-crossing on it, as if they were about to burst out of the formation, criss-crossing the heaven and earth, wild and unruly, with their own awe-inspiring power, rolling in.  "Huh!" Long Xuan snorted softly, and the sword in his dantian shook, finally suppressing the restless illusory formation.  He naturally knew that at this moment, it would be most effective to sacrifice the formation diagram outside the body to absorb the sword evil. However, since the Heaven-reaching sword evil was mixed with the Zhuxian sword energy, if he did that, he would inevitably make a huge noise and become the target of public criticism.  This "Eight Ominous Thunder Gang Formation" is something that Long Xuan has high hopes for and regards as his strongest trump card. Naturally, he doesn't want to let it be exposed like that.  As soon as his mind changed, a majestic and hidden power of absorption emerged out of thin air, sucking in the Tongtian Sword Demon floating in the air like a long whale sucking water, and strands of icy air flowed through the meridians of Long Xuan's body.  After going back and forth, most of the hidden wounds in his body suddenly healed.  "Nephew Long, are you okay?" Master Pu Hong looked a little solemn, clasped his hands and said softly.  At a certain moment just now, he felt as if an extremely cold and dark force swept over him. But when he sensed it carefully, he couldn't find any trace of it, and he couldn't help but be surprised.  "What's wrong, did Master Puhong find something?" As Long Xuan's Dantian continued to absorb the power of the Heavenly Sword, the originally dark third hexagram in the "Eight Ominous Thunder Gang Array" gradually lit up, and  The entire formation also became a bit more solid.  "It's nothing, maybe my sense is wrong!" Master Puhong whispered, although he felt something was wrong in his heart, but since he couldn't find itFor this reason, he stopped paying attention!  At this moment, Taoist Cangsong, who had been standing in the demon sect camp watching the battle, looked at the strange sight of sword energy in the sky. He couldn't help but swayed, and a look of terror appeared on his face: "The Zhuxian Sword Formation is actually the Zhuxian Sword.  Formation, how can Daoxuan still have the energy to activate the Immortal Killing Sword Formation?" His voice whispered softly, but with an inexplicable tremor.  PS: Thank you to Ai Bai¡¯s Monologue Fellows for your monthly ticket support. Ukiyo is very grateful. Your support is the motivation for Ukiyo¡¯s writing. Finally, let me promote the QQ group: 19209780. I hope that all colleagues who like "Sword Immortal" can join this  Come join the family!
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