Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1828 Blood-stained Desert

Everyone was stunned, looking at the Feiyun Desert with flames shooting into the sky. The sound of the explosion almost shattered their eardrums. The destructive power was jaw-dropping.

Countless pieces of limbs and flesh were flying in the air, and the corpses of the void monsters covered the ground. The yellow sand was dyed green and red in patches, and the only color left was the blood of the monsters that were killed in the explosion.

The desert was like blooming fiery flowers, and the lightning towers standing on the surrounding mountains also lit up. Thick bolts of lightning fell into the beast tide, plowing the monsters again.

A skinny monster dodged nimbly in the blood and fire. When the thunder struck, it disappeared from the spot in an instant and reappeared behind a sand dune in the distance.

But as soon as it landed on the sand, it realized something was wrong and immediately fled - "Boom!"

  The sand dunes exploded, black flames gushed out, and yellow sand flew!

The terrifying and continuous firepower of the second line of defense finally forced the eighth and ninth level monsters hiding in the beast tide to show their true colors, and they all used all their strength to avoid it.

However, when the skinny monster reappeared, a faint light pierced through the clouds, shooting towards them as fast as lightning and silently!

  The monster was too late to hide, and the dim light fell right on its head. It was confused and panicked for a moment, and the next moment, it broke into pieces with a bang!

High in the sky, a huge demon eye was half open and half closed, and its cold and heartless gaze swept across the entire battlefield.

Suddenly, the devil's eye widened, and a faint light as thin as a hair shot out!

“Over there!” Fu Bao jumped up and pointed in a direction: “The one with white fur and two horns on its head, it’s definitely a ninth-rank monster!”

Yue Qi looked in the direction of the sound, fiddled with the array plate with his fingers for a few times, and the demon eye above his head shot out a faint light again...

In just a short period of time, the beast tide suffered great losses, and countless monsters were killed in the explosion. Even those who were lucky enough not to die or those high-level monsters were injured to some extent.

  At this moment, the sound of drums suddenly rang out, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" one after another, becoming more and more rapid and more and more intense!

"It's finally our turn, let's go!"

"Go, go, go, kill the monster!"

"Don't compete with me for it. If I don't kill hundreds of his monsters today, my name will be written upside down!"

The casual cultivators, who had been waiting on the top of the mountain for more than two days and were already eager to get started, immediately stood up excitedly when they heard the drumbeats and ran towards the Feiyun Desert, shouting.

Yun Zheng brushed off his clothes, unsheathed his sword, and his sharp aura gradually emerged!

"It's time for me to go over. This time I'll let you open your eyes and see what a large-scale sword formation is!"

Liu Qinghuan had finished regulating his breathing, and upon hearing this, he warned: "Be careful of sneak attacks, there are many high-level monsters hidden in the beast tide, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Yun Zheng waved his hand and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Soon, a large number of disciples from the Ziwei Sword Pavilion appeared at the edge of the Feiyun Desert. They held magic swords and wore the same purple clothes. There were hundreds of them.

  Yun Zheng's arrival made all the disciples of Jian Ge energetic. They quickly lined up and set off immediately at the command!

"kill!"

  The shouts filled with murderous intent broke through the sky, like a sharp sword inserted into the battlefield, unstoppable and powerful!

The other cultivators looked sideways and hurriedly avoided the path of the group. "There are so many sword cultivators, but their cultivation levels don't seem to be very high. Most of them are only at the Golden Core level?" someone wondered.

On this battlefield, the Jindan level of cultivation should be the lowest, with more being at the Yuanying level and above, and there are also quite a few at the Kong level.

"What do you know! These are obviously people from Yunmengze's Sword Pavilion. They were there guarding the first line of defense, the Lightning Tower. Do you know how rare and terrifying a sword formation composed of Jindan cultivators is?"

"Tsk, you're the only one who understands! Then tell me, how can there be a sword formation with hundreds of people?"

"Oh... they just went out together, they will definitely split into many groups later!"

The person who spoke swore confidently, but soon he was dumbfounded, because the team did not separate, but rushed into the beast tide like a long snake.

  For a moment, one could see countless long swords flying in and out of the formation, like fallen petals dancing in the sky; when they combined, they became one, slashing with heavy swords!

Wherever the sword flashed, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, or like thousands of pear trees in bloom. The life-taking curse murmured in the sound of the sword, and the wails of death surged under the sword edge.

Wherever the sword pointed, all the monsters were strangled to death!

  If the previous Ziwei Sword Pavilion was just a small sect located in Yunmengze, unknown to the public, which often went in and out of Jiuzang Mountain because of the close friendship between the Mahayana Sword Master and the Taoist Master, then from today on, the four words "Ziwei Sword Pavilion" will resound throughout the entire world of immortal cultivation and shine brightly because of this invincible sword formation!

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Li Shan looked at the water mirror. The sword formation in the mirror was sometimes lined up in a row, sometimes connected in a square or a circle; sometimes scattered like stars, sometimes gathered like a candle. It can be said to be ever-changing, with both strength and defense.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Yun is really unkind. He has such a sharp weapon in his hand, but he has never taken it out. He hides it too deeply!"

"That's not the case." Liu Qinghuan said, "In order to put together this sword formation, Ziwei Sword Pavilion spent a lot of effort and resources. It took the training and accumulation of seven or eight generations of disciples to finally complete it not long ago."

"That's not easy!" Li Shan nodded.

After all, Ziwei Sword Pavilion is not an ancient and large sect, and it lacks the foundation. To come up with such a sword formation has already exhausted the strength of the entire sect.

However, what surprised Li Shan even more was the Wenshi Sect. It usually did not show off its presence, and its disciples basically only gathered in their own territories and seldom went out. It was only famous in the world of immortal cultivation because of its Taoist leader.

But now it seems that the Wenshi Sect dealt with the beast tide in such an orderly manner and seemed quite confident. The strength of its sect should not be underestimated.

Looking at the battle situation at the foot of the mountain, Li Shan said, "It's been almost three days. The beast tide's momentum has basically been dissipated. It should be the time for all the elite troops to be deployed. Have you thought about how to deal with it?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced into the distance and said, "There are still some Mahayana cultivators who frequently come and go in Zhuming Sea. In addition, the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance has also sent a team, which should be enough to deal with..."

  He paused and turned his head sharply, and saw a sharp light flash across his face and pierce into the stone pillar behind him with a bang!

"What is that?!" Li Shan turned around and saw a sword stuck in the pillar, with half of the sword still swinging.

"Whose sword is this?"

Liu Qinghuan's face turned completely black. He walked over and pulled out the sword with all his strength, then said: "This is my Senior Brother Lu's Yuanshen Sword!"

Li Shan's expression also changed. The Sword of the Soul never leaves the body, but once it leaves the body, it means that its owner is likely to encounter some unexpected event...