Cultivating Immortals from the Heavens: Starting from a Mortal

Chapter 103 Little Zhuxian Sword Formation

"Fellow Daoist Yan is indeed very knowledgeable!" Faxiang said slowly, "I have also heard of the reputation of killing ghosts and gods. I think this stone tablet was also broken by the seniors of Qingyunmen. It is only recorded in the ancient books of your sect. fork in the road?"

"That's not true, let's explore separately!" Yan Qingyun said.

"Okay, then we and Fenxianggu will go to the left, and fellow Taoists from Qingyunmen will go to the right. If there is an enemy, we will give a loud whistle to warn!"

Zeng Shushu asked as he walked, "Junior Brother Yan, where did you read these?"

"The Book Collection Pavilion on the Big Bamboo Peak!" Yan Qingyun said slowly: "Senior's handbooks allow you to see the scenery of the world, and you didn't sit and prepare when you came out?"

"Prepare for what?" Lu Xueqi asked puzzled.

"Know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles!" Yan Qingyun turned to look at the stone beside him: "For example, this clumsy trick is the assassin of Changshengtang!"

"Boom!" With a flip of his palm, a thunderclap blatantly pierced through.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the black shadow roared angrily, "You stinky Taoist priest from Qingyunmen!"

"Lightning in the palm of your hand! Hahahaha, I like it!" Ghostly figures of me emerged one after another, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of stern black shadows rushed towards the crowd.

"Cang!" The long swords were unsheathed in an instant, and the fairy swords burst out with powerful edges, and they went to face the battle, and the battle was imminent.

Several figures were one-on-one, and there were three thin and tall men beside Yan Qingyun. It seemed that they had practiced the Blood Demon Way a lot and wanted to suck blood to practice.

"Wow!" The stern blood shadow, accompanied by strange magic spells, was full of phantoms, and his mind was swaying.Yan Qingyun waved his hands, Taijiquan moved, and the Taiji force field enveloped the audience.

"Boom!" Clenching his fist shadow, he punched out, and the whole body in front of him was smashed directly on the wall, spitting blood, and died of exhaustion.

The bloody life-threatening ring was flying in the air, Yan Qingyun's energy flowed, and he pulled a thousand catties four or two, and returned it no matter how it came, and punched out with the opportunity, one face to face, one punch per person.

All four monsters died.

"Tianya Divine Sword!" The one who confronted Lu Xueqi finally realized that he was on the iron plate, and the blue light of Tianya Divine Sword blasted that person into the air.

"Cang!" Yan Qingyun waved a sword aura and chopped off the man's arm.The tip of the sword hit the ground.

"Ahhh! Dog thief, kill me if you have the ability!"

Yan Qingyun saw that the battlefield was over, so he didn't talk nonsense: "Look into my eyes!"

"What?" The man changed strangely, his eyes blurred.

"How many monsters are there here, and what are they planning?" Yan Qingyun asked directly.

"There are dozens of people here! We were all in various places before, and it was Taoist Cangsong who gathered us to find the bleeding hole of the black-hearted old man." The man actually knew everything and talked endlessly.

Yan Qingyun knew that she wanted to know, "You commit suicide!"

"Yes!"

The man actually drew his knife and killed himself, and the three of them felt chills down their spines just looking at it.

"What kind of spell is this?" Lu Xueqi had never heard of it.

"Yin-yang illusion is just magic, not some brilliant magic!" Yan Qingyun said slowly: "Unexpectedly, after Cangsong's defection, a large number of monsters gathered here to hunt for treasure. No wonder there are so many movements here. Let's go!"

"Okay!" The four of them went all the way forward, heading straight for the depths of the cave. They really saw bursts of spiritual light on the opposite side, just like the golden light of subduing demons from Tianyin Temple. There are several difficult characters around, leading them all the way to an abyss.

"Dead Spirit Abyss!"

Several demon cultists all sneered: "Unexpectedly, the younger generation of the right way is here. Cang Song, why don't you come to welcome your disciples and grandchildren?"

"Hmph!" In the darkness, a strange figure emerged.

"Uncle Cangsong!" Zeng Shushu swallowed, "He's really here!"

"Cangsong!" Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu are extremely jealous when they meet each other, even though Caomiao Village was destroyed by Puzhi, they are still related to Cangsong.

"Hahaha!" Cang Song laughed loudly: "I never expected to see the three of you here, Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu, and you Yan Qingyun. My situation today is all thanks to you."

"Hmph!" Yan Qingyun snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, you and I have passed each other in a hurry, like a pimple in your throat, and you can't vomit! Since you defected to Qingyun, you are the enemy, and I am about to clean up the door!"

"Clean up the door?" These four words severely hurt Cang Song's heart: "It's up to you!"

"Chi!" The blood-colored banner suddenly appeared, and a blood-eating red light suddenly appeared. The poisonous blood corpse king appeared in the void.

"Cang!" Yan Qingyun's Lingshuang sword also snatched out its sheath, and the dazzling cold light collided with it out of thin air. Yan Qingyun's sword cut out, and there was a ferocious aura of yin and yang breaking life and death, even this world gave him torn apart.

"Stab it!" The fierce Jian Guang fought recklessly with the powerful mana of the two, and Yan Qingyun did not lose the wind, and even gained the upper hand.

"Boom card!" The five thunders roared, and the five thunders turned into extreme hands to shake the poisonous blood corpse king. The overbearing power of melting eliminated the blood light inch by inch, and the power of blood evil was completely removed.

"Sixfold mirror!"

Liu Jinguang smashed down brazenly, completely sealing his poisonous blood banner.

"Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang waved his long sword one after another, bursting out the cold air, and unleashing the Ice Sword Art, one after another ice cones tore through the void, and continuously burst towards Yan Qingyun.

"High and high!" The Red Flame True Dragon roared, and the phantom of the Red Dragon circled around, bursting out one after another. Yan Qingyun's Red Flame True Dragon Art, which had been integrated into the mighty dragon's palm, evolved into a domineering dragon that was just as strong as the sun. Annihilate Cangsong's sword energy inch by inch.

"Nine Heavens Profound Brake, turn into divine thunder!" Cangsong's long sword pointed at the sky, continuously condensing its power, but it was a pity that he failed to condense the thunder light: "What's going on?"

"Tell you to run away again and again, how can you run away again?" Yan Qingyun didn't need to talk nonsense to him, but at this moment, he was spending a lot of time fighting with him, but what he was really doing was setting up the formation.

Seven sword lights emerged, spinning slowly like the seven stars of the Big Dipper. There was a powerful spiritual light covering each other, surrounding the pines, and all the spiritual energy within a square inch was cut off by the light curtain in front of him.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation!" Cang Song's eyes were full of disbelief, the moment the seven swords merged, densely packed ten thousand sword lights covered the sky and covered the earth, stretching across the sky.

At this moment, both the righteous and the demons who are fighting have distanced themselves, seeing Cangsong being suppressed in the sword array, they are all horrified.

"That's right! I've traveled all over the seven peaks of Qingyun, but I've learned a little about the Zhuxian Sword Formation." Yan Qingyun said in a deep voice, "Although it's not the grand formation of our sect's guardian, it's enough to kill you, and die under the Zhuxian Sword Formation , you can rest in peace!"

"Ah!" Cangsong unleashed all his magic power, and the domineering thunder roared, but since Yan Qingyun was going to kill him, there was no room for it.

"kill!"

Thousands of swords converged into one, condensing that terrifying sword light, dying and withering, the sword energy of killing all immortals pierced Cangsong's chest in an instant, piercing the body with a sword, and the true energy was scattered.

(End of this chapter)