In the void, a huge formation emerged, and at the same time, the virtual image of Hunyuan Jindou appeared inexplicably in the void. ¡ü The Hunyuan Golden Dou has its own whirlpool, like a spring, with endless yellow spring water spitting out, and pieces of golden light spilling out. "It's not enough. This is not the greatest power of the Nine-Meander Yellow River Formation." Ning Feng was still not satisfied. He waved it down and tightened his hand that was placed on the armrest again. He grasped the armrest of the Glazed Throne, as if to It was like holding it to pieces. In an instant, the sound of "boom, boom, boom" was heard endlessly, and fountain-like water columns rushed out from the Jiuqu Yellow River, as if countless springs were opened below, with endless yellow spring water gushing out. Jiuyou Fate Talisman, after Wangchuan, the power of Huangquan broke out. With its help, another change occurred in the void. Three women with graceful figures, elegant auras, and elegant clothes emerged. "Fairy Sanxiao!" Ning Feng smiled, "Use the power of the underworld to activate the Hunyuan Golden Dou, activate the imprint of Fairy Sanxiao in it, manifest the Dharma of Fairy Sanxiao, and personally take action to activate the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation " "Can you bear it?" The answer will come soon. As Fairy Sanxiao appeared and pressed her slender hand on the Hunyuan Golden Dou, the situation changed again. Countless amounts of yellow spring water rose into the sky, and endless dim yellow light swayed out from the Hunyuan Golden Dou, covering the entire Jiuqu Yellow River Formation with a radius of hundreds of miles. In this area, there are thousands of Zhongtian monks, trying their best. Make sure to hit it with one blow. Destroy Ning Feng, the extraterrestrial demon. It¡¯s a long story. At that time, from Ning Feng activating the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation, to the appearance of Fairy Sanxiao, to the blockade of the entire area, it only took the blink of an eye. Among them, the fastest sword light coming from the Zhongtian monk had not had time to break out of this area. Rushing to the Liuli Island area. So, it never had a chance to rush out. "Nine bends of the Yellow River formation, the Fairy of the Three Heavens, and the true water of the Yellow Spring. The three are integrated into one. Close the five qi in the chest, fall on the three flowers on the top, and fall on all dharmas!" Ning Feng opened his mouth leisurely, and what he said corresponded to the scene that was happening in front of him. . The spells collapsed suddenly when they were sprayed by the true water of Huangquan, and the monks were brushed by the dim light of the Hunyuan Golden Dou. It fell straight down from the air like a dumpling. A high-ranking monk with magic that destroys the heaven and the earth. In an instant, he became a mortal and an illusion. "Monster!!!" Countless shrill shouts came from before they fell into the Yellow Spring, followed by "pop", and none of the blisters could be turned over. ?Thousands of years of practice, hoping to live forever and not decay with the grass and trees. At this moment, the dream is annihilated like a bubble. Looking around, for hundreds of miles, only the figure of Fairy Sanxiao stood in the void, and only Hunyuan Jindou continued to shine the dim light, as if the meaning of death was still unfinished. How terrifying! "Huu~~" Ning Feng exhaled, looking past Fairy Sanxiao and towards the outside of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation. There were less than a hundred people there, and the monks who had not yet had time to enter the range of the formation looked pale. A look of panic and disbelief. Ning Feng didn¡¯t pay too much attention to their existence. Thousands of monks whose cultivation levels were higher than theirs had fallen into the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation. How could the remaining hundred or so people cause trouble? What he was curious about was that most of these monks used swords. "It's strange." "Could it be that the immortal cultivators in this world are mainly swordsmen?" Thousands of streams of light flashed in Ning Feng's mind. When they came overwhelmingly, the scene of sword energy was really like this. "What's the reason for this?" Ning Feng thought curiously. Sword weapons are the sharpest in the world; tripod weapons are the most precious in the world; mountain weapons are the king of weight in the world The shapes of various magical weapons and magic weapons are not arbitrary, but must be based on the desired characteristics and conform to the great road of heaven and earth. Come, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Most of Zhongtian monks were sword cultivators. Judging from this, the sword cultivator sect was extremely powerful in this world at that time, at least among the monks in this state. "Is it possible that I'm going to meet a supreme sword cultivator?" Ning Feng shook his head, he didn't think this was a good thing at all. ????????????? There is nothing else but the sword; one sword can break all laws. ??Sword cultivators show their sharp edge and move forward indomitably. They would rather break than bend. They are pure and extreme and never?What type is easy to deal with. The next moment, Ning Feng felt that he was not well. He was very suspicious that Zhang Fan and Chu Liuxian had left him a magical inheritance similar to the crow's mouth. Almost as soon as he had turned away from his thoughts about sword cultivation, autumn leaves suddenly fell all over the sky. "Where did the fallen leaves come from?" Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and caught the suddenly appearing fallen leaves with his palm. The fallen leaves were in the air, blowing in the wind in front of him. From the veins, to the shape, and the posture in the wind, they were all ordinary, just like the first leaves that withered from the trees when the autumn wind just arrived. There is a lingering reluctance, and there are leaves that fall back to their roots and fall into the hands of poets and painters, which are poems and paintings full of feelings. When the fallen leaves fell into Ning Feng's palm, they scattered with a "chi" sound. At the same time, the hundreds of miles of space covered by the Jiuqu Huangquan Formation also collapsed, as well as all the fallen leaves floating down on the entire Liuli Island. The fallen leaves spread out, and sword energy spurted out from every vein on their leaves, filling the entire space in an instant and covering every corner. Billions of sword energies, like billions of small swords, swept in and out like a storm. The center of the sword energy storm was the glazed throne where Ning Feng was sitting. It was cut into pieces with a thousand swords and divided into pieces by sword energy, but that was all. "Hey!" "Crow's mouth, I really guessed it right." Ning Feng sighed and raised his right hand, "It's still the worst case scenario." The sword energy came to the body and manifested into thousands of small swords, The sword shadow condensed in the void and stabbed towards Ning Feng on the Glazed Throne. That¡¯s all. The almost endless sword energy layer by layer outside is condensing like an infection and constantly condensing into illusory sword shadows, trembling in the void, as if they can¡¯t wait to pounce on them. At just this moment, Ning Feng raised his hand. On the back of his hand, the brand of the Mountain of Light emerged, like an image outlined with sunlight. The next moment, immeasurable light burst out. Compared with the sword energy and sword shadow, the sun's divine light is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more. With the Mountain of Light as the center, it pierces out in all directions, filling everything in an instant. On Huangquan Lake, on the Glazed Island, the entire area becomes a sea of ??light. Everything is annihilated, but only the light of the sun remains. Ning Feng squinted his eyes, as if he was also dazzled by the sun's light emitted from his home. After all, it was produced by his own family. He could still clearly see in the infinite light that the small sword formed by the gasification of the sword was constantly melting and annihilating. In the end, even the dissipated sword Qi was absorbed by the light of the sun. Devour. "It's really useful to defeat ten groups with one force." Ning Feng expressed satisfaction, waved his hand, and took back the Mountain of Light. The immeasurable light gradually spreads out, like a wave of water, rushing towards the nine bends of the Yellow River. "I didn't expect that when I use the technique of reducing ten skills with one force to deal with others, others always use this move to deal with me." "It turns out that this crushing feeling is so good." Ning Feng just thought about it. , just feel good secretly. He knew in his heart that if he faced the real master who caused the fallen leaves to wither in the scene just now, emerge out of thin air, and then turn into thousands of sword energy, wreaking havoc and sweeping away, he would be defeated ten times with one force, the feeling of crushing, etc., etc., I am afraid it would have to be reversed. Come on. "Thousands of miles away, a sword condensed in the air." "What kind of existence is this?" "It is indeed an ominous premonition, the worst possible outcome." Ning Feng had the urge to sigh again, "It is obvious that the monks in this state are too The reason for half practicing swordsmanship is not because there is an extremely powerful person in swordsmanship here. "The power of role models is infinite. At the same time, Dong Shi may be ugly, but Xi Shi must be beautiful." While thinking about it, there was a scene outside the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation that caught his eye. Outside the large formation, there were still hundreds of sword cultivators who had slipped through the net. They were terrified, and they were in a dilemma. At this moment, they all froze. All fears and all dilemmas were frozen. The faces of the people standing at the front were actually filled with surprise, as if they had seen something that made them full of hope and climbed up from the abyss. What else they can see is nothing more than the withering of heaven and earth and the falling leaves and sword energy. "Hiss~" Ning Feng bared his teeth and shook his head: "I won't let anyone go, and I won't show any mercy. He is indeed the most difficult sword cultivator to deal with." As soon as he finished speaking, something outside the sky appeared. An indifferent voice came: "You have been possessed by evil spirits, and you have a desire to retreat, so you bowed your swords andLife will pay for it. " This voice is not loud at all, nor does it contain the power that silences the vast world. It is like a sword with no light and darkness. It can be seen clearly, but it is only clear. Only when it comes from The flash of blood when it was pierced and drilled out of the body was so frightening. "Chichichi~~~" Just after that voice fell, there were hundreds of solidified acupoints all over the monk's body, whether they were exposed or covered. Under the clothes, there are countless sword energy spurting out, first from the acupoints, and then from every pore on the body. In an instant, there are hundreds of monks, any one with a single cultivation level. Those who were not inferior to the original Ning Feng were torn to pieces in the sword energy, and not even a drop of blood was left. Ning Feng's expression suddenly became serious when he saw this scene. It was ruthless and indifferent, but at this point, he was finally convinced that the Ji Dao sword cultivator who took action was definitely not nearby, but was thousands of miles away, doing it from afar. Power, terrifying and terrifying (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!