Chapter 168: Destroy all appearances

Yu Zecheng did not have time to pay attention to the Iron-Faced Man's orders, and he was completely attracted by the battle scenes on the illusion.

The divine rushes into the other continent, enters from a corner that is blown up by the divine thunder, and flies towards the other side of the continent. Countless sword lights on this continent fly up, and suddenly bursts of hatred come from the image, because these sword lights are not only the unique sword lights of Wanxiang Sect, but also the unique sword lights of the Zifu Yiqi Sect, the Blood River Sect, and the Heart Demon Sect. And it is not one or two, but the rise of a large group. To cooperate with the information they have obtained before, there is no need to think about why they gather here.

The divine dove was scattered across the continent, and all the flying sword lights were slammed in the air, and then shattered with a bang. What kind of body-protecting magic weapons and what kind of fund-building pills are? All those who have taken off the sky are killed without mercy.

This is the sword-controlling technique of head Shi Ji. He gathers the power of a thousand people and attacks ten people in an instant. It can be said that one sword explodes ten times, and no one can defeat it.

The fierce divine dove turned and rushed to the void. A sword light flew out. The illusion was suddenly broken, and more than ten disciples of the Mi Tian Sect fell in the air. Looking at the void, I saw a Yuanying True Lord of the Wanxiang Sect floating in the air and casting a magic spell. At his feet, there were two Yuanying, and the ten golden elixirs were all there to cooperate.

Within a thousand meters around this person, countless phantoms of three-dimensional magic arrays appeared, and tens of thousands of light spots were born in the magic array.

Seeing this, the iron-faced man shouted:

"Stop the Dharma-image transformation array of Wanxiang Sect quickly, otherwise all the natal Dharma-image beasts of disciples of Wanxiang Sect will be instantly called out, which will be difficult to deal with."

The Shenjiu flew rapidly towards the opponent's formation, and saw tens of thousands of light spots in the opponent's formation, among which more than a thousand light spots gradually turned into strange beasts and turned into entities. They rushed towards the Shenjiu one after another, trying to stop the Shenjiu and create opportunities for their own people.

The shouts of Shi Ji from the illusion came from the sect:

"Jian Xinhui, three, twenty-one."

When the order was issued, the Yixin Zhenren cast the spell immediately, and all thousand people cast the spell according to the order, and the spell was completed instantly. The entire Shenjiu white light flashed and turned into a ray of light and shadow to soar into the sky. In an instant, all the magical beasts that came to stop Shenjiu from stagnating in the air. Then the Shenjiu appeared three hundred meters behind the opponent's formation.

The real person of Nascent Soul yelled:

"escape."

"Peng" his whole person instantly turned into blood mist, and then the entire formation was shattered instantly. The thousand strange beasts that appeared in shape also exploded one by one in the air. This attack would shatter the method array, and the magic array backfire. The real person in the Nascent Soul could not resist. Before the Nascent Soul could fly out, both body and spirit were destroyed.

With this command, countless figures fled outside the continent, but the divine dove was in the air, and the flying sword lights and the immortal cultivators who used escape techniques died after leaving the ground.

The Shenjiu flew around the continent again, and the shouts of Shi Ji's leader came from the illusion:

"Disassembly, one shocks the sky, two, three, four, strong attack, five, hidden kill, six, thousands of miles of pursuit, no grass left."

Then the six people issued orders at the same time:

"Thirteen groups of seventeen, twenty-one drops, thirty combinations..."

These orders are all specific orders. The head of Shi Ji is responsible for the big orders. They are responsible for the specific orders. The divine dove disintegrated and turned into six medium-sized sword formations. Among them, the dove led by Shi Ji is flying in the air. All those who have taken off the air are killed. A sword formation instantly flew out of the continent and was decomposed again. In a group of six people, all the cultivators who escaped here are responsible for chasing thousands of miles. Within this thousand miles, the central power area of ​​the Faxiang Sect, the cultivators do not leave any grass.

The other four parts, three of which start to attack strongly, and one stealth invisible and sneaks in. Among them, Yixin Zhenren is one of the strong attacks. If the enemy is strong, they will combine battle formations to attack, and if the enemy is weak, they will disperse the attacks.

The Wanxiang Sect is over. In such an organized and systematic attack, collective defense cannot be organized, and the mountain gate formation cannot play a role. Personal courage is completely meaningless.

The Wanxiang Continent was trembling, screaming and fighting sounds, and the sounds shook the sky. From time to time in the illusion, the self-destruction of Jindan Zhenren appeared. This was the last solution and the final resistance.

On the illusion, you can feel the excitement of Yixin Zhenren, not the excitement of one person, but the excitement of three or four people. Their sword formation disintegrated directly and divided into groups of six people to attack the pavilions and towers on the mainland. Some directly broke through the shadow plane and fired divine thunder into it.

Yixin Zhenren flew with swords and killed the enemies one by one, but the other party was not completely unable to fight back. In the illusion, Yixin Zhenren encountered a powerful golden elixir enemy. The man was unintentionally fighting and was determined to escape. In the end, he was chased and killed by Yixin Zhenren, but Yixin Zhenren was also injured twice in a row.

At this time, he entered a hall. There was a young girl at the door. She had a cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Stage, controlled a flame dragon, guarded the hall gate, and could control the flame dragon in the Foundation Establishment Stage. This must be an outstanding disciple of Wanxiang Sect. Yixin Zhenren seemed to be laughing wildly and rushed there.

The woman was not afraid or afraid. She controlled the flame dragon to use various magic to block the progress of Yixin Zhenren, but in the face of the gap in strength, all this was useless. Yixin Zhenren used her strength to break the tricks. After five moves, she was killed by Yixin Zhenren on the spot, and her head flew up and landed on the side.

In this case, this woman can resist the five moves of Yixin Real Person. If she gives her some time to grow, the golden elixir will definitely be successful and she will be a hero in the future. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have this time anymore.

Yixin Zhenren was full of curiosity about the hall she was defending tightly. When he hit it with a sword, the palace defense magic array was shattered. He flew into the hall and saw more than twenty young girls in the hall, hiding in a corner. Seeing him entering, they screamed and cried together.

The illusion disappeared in an instant, and Long Tianhuang, who had been watching, shouted:

"Master, Master, what's wrong with my Master?"

The battle just now, Yixin Zhenren's courage had completely attracted Long Tianhuang. He began to recognize his master. When he saw the image disappear, he was worried about his master and couldn't help but shout.

The iron-faced man glanced at the Black Shaw and said:

"It's okay for real people. Maybe it's because he doesn't want everyone to see what happened next, so..."

The meaning was self-evident, and everyone was speechless. The young girl in that room had her current fate, and Feng Lingjing said:

"No, I can't take it, it's all a little girl. Just like Senior Brother Yizhu, I can bring it back to make a furnace and cauldron."

The iron-faced man suddenly stared at Feng Lingjing with his eyes tightly and said coldly:

"The head of the sect has ordered that no grass be left and must be executed. It is stupid to think so. Do you see that so many disciples of the Zifu Yiqi Sect, the Blood River Sect, the Heart Demon Sect, and the Mitian Sect gather together with the Wanxiang Sect. What can they do for? There is only one purpose, to avenge our ancestors and regain our twelve peaks. In fact, that is just a cover. What they want is our immortal palace medicine field, various forbidden areas, and magic weapons and flying swords.

Do you think they will give you a choice when they enter Xuanyuan Cave? When they fall into the hands of the Heart Demon Sect, they will play with your heart and soul until you lose all your mind and fall into the hands of the Blood River Sect disciples. They will integrate you into their own blood river, ruin you forever, and fall into the hands of the Mitian Sect disciples. They will lose your mind and let you slaughter your relatives.

At that time, death is the best choice for you. This is the world of immortal cultivation, the world of the sky, the world of the six realms, the area is so large, the resources are so many, but the immortal sects are so numerous. If you want to immortality and to ascend to heaven, you must occupy more resources. If you can't see clearly, leave here immediately, so as not to be exiled in the future and implicate others."

Feng Lingjing listened one by one, and then bowed:

"Thank you for your advice, Ling Jing understands."

All that was left was waiting, and everyone could only wait silently. Yu Zecheng looked out and saw that the top of the twelve peaks of the Five Ridges were empty and deserted, and there were only some Qi Refining Cultivators like him, waiting hard.

Waiting is the most difficult and anxious, and it will make you feel infinite suspicious and hesitant, but you can only wait.

About a day and a night later, the iron-faced man shouted:

"I'm back, I'm back."

The farthest peeping array appeared in a large wave of sword-moving in the sky. The waves they could not see, but the iron-faced man shouted happily.

Then he issued a series of orders, and suddenly countless messages of victory spread throughout the hills of Xuanyuan, the two states of Ming and Liang, and the ancient, Jun and Si, and suddenly all the countries and regions controlled by the vassals of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were boiling.

Soon thousands of sword lights came overwhelmed by the earth. Victory was really won. These sword-wielding people were all excited and fighting spirited. The entire Xuanyuan Sword Sect was filled with cheers.

These flying swords returned to Xuanyuan Cave, and the sound of Tianjue, the leader of Shi Ji, sounded again:

"All the spoils of the disciples are handed over to Xuanji Hall. Each person can leave three items. The other records are on the record. Let's go back to rest today. Tomorrow the ancestors will offer sacrifices, hold a grand banquet for celebrations, and reward them on merit."

Suddenly, a cheer sounded, and these sword lights flew towards the twelve peaks of the Five Ridges. Some of them flew towards Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

In an instant, thirteen real people appeared here one by one, each carrying their disciples and then returning to the base. Many of these thirteen people were injured, but they were all full of blood and many enemies died in their hands.

The real man of Nan Tian appeared in front of Yu Zecheng, nodded to the iron-faced man, and then rolled Yu Zecheng into flowing light and flew towards one of the twelve peaks.

There was no harm to the real person in Nan Tian, ​​but the strange wings of his vision were obviously one-third less than before. Yu Zecheng looked at the wings with concern. It seemed that the real person in Nan Tian was also injured.

Nan Tian Zhenren said:

"In this battle, I, Jian Xinhui, can no longer hear your voice. If you have something to say."

Yu Zecheng opened his mouth and said:

"Master, are you okay? I think you are injured?"

Nan Tian Zhenren said:

"Killing one thousand enemies and hurting eight hundred himself is normal. Yesterday, I killed the Sunset Real Person of Wanxiang Sect one-on-one, and then killed the Demon Eye Real Person of the Heart Demon Sect. Jian Xinhui was greatly improved, and it was nothing to suffer a little injury. It was so satisfying."

Yu Zecheng said again:

"Master, your sword is so wise that you have no mind reading skills, and you feel like you have regressed."

Nan Tian Zhenren laughed and said:

"In the future, you will understand that it will be annoying to hear your voice anytime and anywhere. It's better to see you respectfully say flattering words to me now."

The real man of Nan Tian was really excited today and was very excited. A cave appeared in front of him, and a huge hanging mountain appeared in front of him.

Nan Tian Zhenren said with a finger:

"This cave will be your home in the future, it will be your and my home. It was originally Tiandao Mountain, one of the three mountains and five mountains of the Supreme Heavenly Dao Sect, and now it is our Tiandao Peak."

Yu Zecheng looked at this hanging cave and saw it from a distance without realizing it. When he flew near, he found its magnificence and hugeness. The hanging mountain platform is ten miles in size. There are countless pavilions and towers on the upside-down platform, with many courtyards, gardens, stone mountains, small bridges and flowing water, and even a lake. It is simply a world.

Nan Tian Zhenren continued:

"This cave is thirteen miles in area, plus the transformation of the hollow array, and now it is 81 miles in area, including 17,800 houses, seven gardens, two mountains, three rivers, and one lake. This is just the sunny side of our cave, the shaded side of the mountain below, the dark side of the mountain, and the shadow surface of the shadow space are not included. This is our home."

The two flew closer and closer, and Nan Tian Zhenren asked:

"What did you do not ask about the situation of yesterday's battle?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master will say it if you want to."

The real man Nan Tian laughed and accelerated instantly. He flew into the cave through several layers of barriers, then turned into a white light and moved to a courtyard in the center of the cave.

I saw a young man giving a loud speech there, saliva flying everywhere. There were two children in front of him, only twelve or thirteen years old, listening with admiration. There were two young men in their thirties who were also listening with a smile. On the other side, a young man was sitting under the grape trellis, looking at them with a smile. On the rockery in the courtyard, there was a girl sitting on the top of the courtyard, practicing.

In an instant, the real man Nan Tian fell into the courtyard. All of them stood up, saluted him, and shouted:

"Meet Master."

"Meet the uncle."

"Meet the Master."

The real man Nan Tian smiled at everyone and said:

"It's okay, right?"

Except for those two children, everyone else replied:

"No big deal, it's just a minor injury."

It turned out that except for those two children, the rest of these people were all in the foundation-building realm and participated in yesterday's battle.
To be continued...