Chapter 642

As soon as Li Aotian's words came to an end, the golden sword array was filled with the sense of proud sword, and the breath suddenly increased nearly ten times.

With the soaring of the spirit of the proud sky sword, the whole golden sword array was shocked, and then thousands of flying swords with different shapes appeared in all directions.

These ten thousand flying swords are all formed by Zhen Yuan. They not only look solid, but also exude different sword power.

These swords are as powerful as fire, as soft as water, as strong as thunder, as wind, as sharp as gold, or as heavy as earth. In a word, they are in various forms and seem to contain all the different attributes of swords in the world.

Without waiting for xuetianzhong's reaction, tens of thousands of flying swords, under Li Aotian's secret control, instantly moved together and turned into a colorful blade storm, enveloping everything in the whole golden sword array.

With the rapid rotation of the blade storm, the bloody skeletons transformed by the magic power in the blood sky were cut into pieces in the blink of an eye, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

At the same time that the bloody skull was attacked, xuetianzhong was also attacked by the blade storm, which can be called an all-round attack without dead angle.

Under the fierce attack of the sword blade storm, Zhenyuan in xuetianzhong's body was pushed to the limit, and his hands kept playing all kinds of magic powers, trying to break down the storm which was transformed by ten thousand swords.

Although I have tried my best, the attack in the blood sky has not affected the blade storm at all. On the contrary, it is easily disintegrated by the blade storm.

After a series of magical attacks failed, the blade storm, which was surrounded in the blood sky, was completely engulfed, and then his shrill scream came out of the blade storm.

At the core of the blade storm, his body in the bloody sky was constantly collapsing and reorganizing under the strangulation of ten thousand swords. After only a dozen breaths, his body collapsed and reorganized more than ten times.

Although relying on the mystery of the cultivation method, after the body collapsed and reorganized for more than ten times, xuetianzhong still could not be destroyed by ten thousand swords.

However, after many times of body reorganization, the blood still showed a lack of support, not only the body's true yuan breath weakened a lot, but also the speed of body reorganization became extremely slow.

With a flash of gold, Li Aotian appeared in the sky above the blade storm. He looked down at the blade storm below, and then at yuanyangfeng on the ground. His face was as pale as snow, and he looked a little gloomy.

"It's worthy of being the twelve generals of the Wumen. Under the attack of such a level, they can persist for such a long time. It seems that it's hard to kill them completely today without using the means of pressing the bottom of the box."

He murmured to himself, and then Li Ao said something. The colorful sword blade storm, which had been floating over Yuanyang peak, suddenly moved towards the high altitude in the distance. Together with xuetianzhong, who was trapped in the sword blade storm, it also moved.

It took only a dozen breaths before and after. Under the control of Li Aotian, the colorful blade storm was far away from Yuanyang peak. After ten miles away from Yuanyang peak, it stopped from the high clouds.

At this time, Li Aotian also came all the way to the sky of the blade storm. He quickly took out an extinction magic pill from his storage ring.

This extinction magic pill is only the size of an adult's fist. On its dark surface, there are five small golden stars. Judging from the Zhenyuan breath, it is an extinction magic pill that has reached the level of seven five stars.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Aotian urges Zhenyuan to shoot the extinction magic pill directly at the colorful blade storm below. He quickly recalls Longyuan sword from the blade storm, and then his body method disappears in the same place.

"Boom!!"

A heavy and harsh explosion shocked a hundred Li, and the extinction magic pill, which was shot into the blade storm, suddenly exploded.

With the self explosion of the extinction magic pill, a violent black energy wave, like the water breaking the dike, spread rapidly in all directions with the blade storm as the center, and covered the sky for tens of miles in the blink of an eye.

This black energy wave exudes a terrible atmosphere of destroying the sky and the earth. Everywhere it passes, the space collapses and annihilates, and soon a huge black mushroom cloud is formed from the mid air. Even the sun in the sky is eclipsed in front of it.

"My God... Is this the master's mace? Who can resist it? It's terrible!"

At the top of a high peak more than 100 miles away from Yuanyang peak, looking at the huge black mushroom cloud in the distant sky, Han Lingwei's eyes were staring at him, and his face was full of incredible shock

In a secret room in a secret place in the middle of ancient China, a beautiful girl in white is sitting on a bloody altar with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, the girl in white closed her eyes and opened her eyes. Then she opened her mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood essence. If Li Aotian was present, she would recognize the girl in white. This person is not someone else, it is the saint of the witchcraft sect.

"How can it be like this... The breath in the blood sky has completely dissipated. He is... Dead!"

She turns her head and stares at the direction of Yuanyang sword sect. The witch saint's face is very ugly. She quickly takes out a black jade amulet, and then crushes it

In the middle of ancient China, feilongcheng, Longjia.

In an old wooden building regarded as forbidden by the dragon family, an old man with white hair in a yellow robe suddenly opened his eyes from his knees closed.

With a movement, the old man in Huangpao disappeared directly in the old building. When he reappeared the next moment, he had already come to the top of the old building.

"It's the old guy who died and made such a big noise. It seems that he burst the tire himself."

Looking up at the direction of Yuanyang Jianzong, the old man in Huangpao could not help muttering. His muddy eyes exuded a strange light

Fairy Cave, drunk dream valley.

Jiang Li, the God of wine, is talking with Li Qianhe, the leader of the immortal cave, while drinking. Suddenly, Jiang Li smashes the wine cup in his hand, and then looks up at the direction of Yuanyang sword sect.

"Master Jiang, what happened?"

Seeing that Jiang Li had crushed the wine glass without warning, Li Qianhe could not help but asked curiously.

"The characters at the level of Daojun have their own way of life, and they don't seem to be the ordinary strong ones. Their accomplishments have at least reached the five levels of Daojun."

Jiang Li explained with a frown.

"What? Self exploding Road tire? Is that not to say that the strong and the powerful have fallen! "

Li Qianhe's face changed when he heard that the wine cup that had been sent to his mouth was unstable and fell on the ground.

It's rare to see a strong man in the rank of Daojun on the sea blue star. As for Daojun's accomplishments above five levels, it's even rarer. You should know that even Jiang Li, the God of wine, is not the same as Daojun's accomplishments.

Jiang Li nodded: "yes, the location should be in the direction of Yuanyang Jianzong."

"Yuanyang sword sect? Isn't that right? Although Yuanyang sword sect has the strength of a quasi first-class sect, as far as I know, Ma Su, the most powerful elder of its sect, has just accomplished the cultivation of King Xuan Qichong. It is said that he died in Taiyin city more than half a year ago. "

Li Qianhe was puzzled.

"Who said that the one who died must be from Yuanyang sword sect. If my guess is right, nine out of ten people are from Wumen, and most likely one of the twelve generals of Wumen."

Jiang Li said with a complicated look.

"Twelve generals of Wumen? Why do you think so, but is there any basis? "

Li Qianhe could not help swallowing his saliva. As the Lord of the fairy cave, he has been guarding the blood coffin for many years. Naturally, he knows something about the witch family.

"In the whole sea blue star, there are very few people who have more than five accomplishments of Tao Jun, not to mention in this ancient Chinese continent. Except for the remaining evils of the awakened witchcraft sect, I can't imagine why people of this level appear in Yuanyang sword sect."

Jiang Li said with a gloomy face.

"It's a good thing that he may be the twelve generals of Wumen. Why does he look so depressed?"

Li Qianhe didn't understand.

"What do you know? It's better for all the remaining evils of the witch sect to die clean, but it's not the right time to die. Li Aotian, Li Aotian, you've upset my whole layout!"

Jiang Li couldn't help sighing