phone-reading
The voice did not fall.
The giant sword disappeared suddenly, leaving only the fifth-order red dragon sword standing in the air.
The two jewels of the sword tail separated suddenly, and the golden light suddenly lit up, like two rounds of the sun.
On the Heavenly Star Peak, a golden light suddenly mastered, and the Scarlet Sword Mountain that was not noticed by many people suddenly exploded, and countless Scarlet Swords shot out. They seemed to be summoned and flew towards the sword spirit.
A golden streamer kept gathering towards the sword spirit.
Formed a spectacle.
"not good."
Chen Huayu's expression was stagnant, and he sensed something was wrong, and the water curtains spread out, trying to trap the flying red swords.
Only that Red Jiao Sword was not bothered at all, each one seemed to be alive, and soon rushed through the layers of water curtain and flew to the sword spirit.
Zheng Huabai's complexion was condensed, the sword light was linked, and the black lotus reappeared. As the lotus petals opened, a huge vortex was born.
Crushed stones, sword intent, no matter what it was, they were shattered instantly when they encountered the vortex, but only those sword lights, which were not affected at all, still clinging to the sword spirit.
Both Zheng Huabai and Chen Huayu were a little dumbfounded.
This power is indescribable, as if nothing can stop it.
The golden light kept flashing, and based on the original Red Dragon Sword, other Red Dragon Swords continued to connect upwards, clinging tightly, and gradually merged with it.
It seems to coincide with a certain rule, the scales are in place, piece by piece, connected end to end, without gaps, as if they should have been there.
Outside the Tianxing Peak, several cultivators of the gods fell on the high platform of the Heavenly Sword Gate very early.
A rough monk said loudly, "Elder Changxiao, please open the formation and let us in."
The Taoist Chang Xiao looked very serious, and only shook his head, "This is our Heavenly Sword Sect. Don't worry, please go back."
"Your business?"
The monk said angrily, "Our disciples are all on it! Now it is the battlefield of the God Transformation Realm!"
Taoist Chang Xiao continued to shook his head, "It's just a small sword spirit, you don't have to worry, we have two elders on it, plus the formation to ensure that we can protect the safety of the disciples."
Fairy Yudie also shook his head and said, "You elders, you really can't open the formation at this time. If the sword spirit flies out and hurts people, the cultivators below are afraid that the death and injury will be severe and cause catastrophe."
The rough monk stared, "With us, don't worry about that much, if they die, it will be their lack of cultivation, so it should be the fate."
"I don't believe you can protect them."
Another monk interrupted, "Such a big thing has happened. If it wasn't for the Lingyin Fairy just now, it would be a big deal. How can you guarantee that the Heavenly Sword Gate? It's better to open the formation and let us go in and help. Also let those disciples leave."
Taoist Chang Xiao glanced at the man, "Lingyin Fairy, our Heavenly Sword Gate let her go up. I said that we can protect the Heavenly Sword Gate. You don’t need to help. You can just wait outside with peace of mind. It is impossible to enter the formation. Without our permission, no one can walk on the Tianxing Peak."
"Humph!"
It seems impossible to persuade the Taoist Chang Xiao, the rough monk bitterly, "Okay! If there is anything to do with my disciple of the Jianlu, please wait for the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
Immediately a monk followed, "Look at the old man, you are not willing to open the formation, not to protect the sword repair, just to fear that the sword spirit will escape? You do this, what should the disciples do? What if the disciples really have something to do , Your Heavenly Sword Sect is absolutely inseparable. Even if our Sect members are few and weak, we will definitely entangle you to the end.
"Whatever you think, Heaven Sword Gate is waiting."
The Taoist with a long laugh snorted, "Everyone, easy to go."
Several cultivators left angrily, but it was impossible for them to attack the Taoist Changxiao or attack the formation. Once they did this, they would have forged a vengeance with the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Fairy Yudie on the side took a few steps, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. At this time, the long laughing Taoist seemed very different from usual.
At this point in the matter, not only the transfiguration cultivators, but anyone could see that it was wrong.
The sword repairmen on the Heavenly Star Peak were very stern. They couldn't get in or leave, panicking in their hearts, but they could only hide as far as possible, or hide near Fairy Lingyin.
On the contrary, the audience below, knowing that there are formations restricting the Tianxing Peak, did not worry much in their hearts, but watched very lively, just stepped back.
Zhou Shu stood alone in the corner, holding the Great Escape Talisman in his hand, making plans to escape.
But he didn't know if he could use it. This formation was obviously higher than Tier 5, and the Great Escape Talisman was likely to be restrained and unable to escape.
But between several interest rates.
All the Jin Lin swords were gathered together.
One thousand swords, three thousand scales, the golden light shining like the sun, forming the appearance of a red golden dragon in the sky, and the two pearls gather their light and turn into dragon balls, intertwined between the scales, adding charm to the red golden dragon. Or it's life.
The Chijin Jiao is like a living thing, hovering and dancing, flexible and free.
"Heavenly Sword Gate, you can see clearly, this is the real Red Sword Sword!"
The sound of the dragon chanting from the sword, spreading like a shock wave, was heard everywhere.
Thousands of swords are unified, and the original Red Jiao Sword has become the sixth-order best.
What a method is this. When he refined the first Crimson Flood Sword, Wei Shang was already prepared for the future. In those Crimson Flood Swords, there were not only divine thoughts, but also a part of the sword spirit inside. , So when being called, desperate to gather together and after being combined, each scale fits tightly together, becoming a whole, and the rank has been improved.
Divinely capable, Wei Shang deserves to be a true swordsmith.
The sword repairs looked a little sluggish, and they didn't know what kind of situation they would face. Some sword repairs had already begun to shout, asking Heavenly Sword Gate to open the formation and let themselves out.
"Shut up!"
Zheng Huabai turned around, his face looked terrifying like a ghost, and the sword repairmen were even more panicked, but they dare not say a word.
Zheng Huabai shouted, "The formation will never be opened. Today, we must let it die!"
He knows well that with the sixth-order best flying sword of the sword spirit, the threat is great. If it falls into the hands of Wei Shang who does not know where, he is afraid that the Tianjianmen will face another catastrophe, and the Tianjianmen will never This kind of thing is allowed to happen, so the sword spirit must be completely buried in the formation.
"Junior Brother Chen, keep it!"
Zheng Huabai turned around to face the real Red Flood Sword, his face was overwhelming, and he was unusually calm.
With a wave of the long sword, two figures identical to him appeared beside him.
The real sword soul clone is by no means a simulation of sword intent.
Unlike other monks, Jianxiu rarely cultivates the soul clone, which requires too much energy and time. Jianxiu rarely uses these resources on the soul clone. Most of them use the soul clone, which is also separated. It also injected a lot of spiritual thoughts into the clone of the soul, but abandoned the functions of individual cultivation of the soul clone, and the sword soul clone only focused on attack, its power is more powerful, of course, the consumption is also more than that of self-cultivation recovery. Yuanshen clone is much larger.
Every time it is used, it takes a lot of energy from the monk.
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