Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Within the Seven Tribulations Formation, Cui Juqing's sword energy was devoured and dissipated by the baleful energy, and cheers immediately erupted from the demonic sect camp.

The seven elders of the Demonic Sect exchanged a smile, and Elder Chi Yan said in a sinister voice, "Cui Juqing, so what if you are the best in the world?"

My Seven Tribulations Heaven-Locking Formation can trap even a Daoist Immortal for three days and three nights. Your mere sword strike is nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

Cui Juqing focused his mind, the Snowfall Sword hanging at his side, the tip of the sword lightly touching the snowfield, snowflakes slowly sliding down the spine of the sword.

His left hand was behind his back, and his right hand gripped the hilt of his sword. A circle of sword energy rose from his body like snowflakes drifting down to earth.

The sword energy carried a righteous aura that suppressed heaven and earth, forcefully pushing back the surging malevolent energy around it by three feet.

The Seventh Elder's face darkened in unison.

"Join forces! Condense the core of the formation!" Elder Crimson Nightmare shouted.

The auras around everyone instantly merged into a single line, displaying colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

Seven streams of malevolent energy intertwined to form a colorful shadow, which was the core of the Seven Tribulations Locking Heaven Formation.

"boom--!!!"

The colorful shadows instantly coalesced, and the malevolent energy of the entire formation instantly merged into a rainbow bridge, rushing straight towards Cui Juqing.

The Rainbow Bridge and Cui Juqing's sword energy collided violently, causing the entire Kunlun Mountains to darken—

The next second, two enormous forces, powerful enough to tear apart mountains, shot into the sky without reservation!

Sword energy and seven-colored malevolent energy surged against the heavens, forcefully shattering the layered sea of ​​clouds and causing the snow on the summit of Kunlun Mountain to scatter everywhere.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate, and it was difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

On the other side, Li Yi'an and the Black and White Protectors, though at a disadvantage, were able to barely hold on.

The battle between Yue Xiaoshen and Shen Beiluo has reached a fever pitch.

In the heart of the Kunlun Mountains, a fierce battle erupted between the Demonic Sect's grand formation and Cui Juqing's cultivation level, stirring up gusts of wind.

Yue Xiaoshen stood at the wind's edge, raising her hand and pointing at Shen Beiluo: "The wind is just what I need..."

After she finished speaking, the originally chaotic gust of wind, under her control of true energy, transformed into hundreds of red wind blades, which hung in mid-air.

The crimson wind blades condensed and did not disperse, all locking onto Shen Beiluo's weaknesses, like a forest of blades poised to strike.

Yue Xiaoshen's eyes turned cold, his crimson true energy surged, and he pushed his palm forward forcefully: "Go!"

woohoo-

Hundreds of wind blades shot out simultaneously, covering the sky and heading straight for Shen Beiluo.

Shen Beiluo knew that the Demonic Sect's Great Search God Hand, when cultivated to the highest level, could control the elements of the world, and the wind element had indeed helped her.

He dared not be careless. He held his long sword across his chest, and with a flick of his wrist, he drew a perfect circle of swords in the air, absorbing all the incoming wind blades into the circle.

"Embrace the universe and the moon, all blades return to dust."

As soon as he finished speaking, the suction force of the sword circle increased sharply. In the blink of an eye, all the wind blades were swallowed up and finally gathered into a violent ball of air blades.

Shen Beiluo gripped his sword, drew the sphere, and shouted sharply, "Return!"

boom--

The energy blade, carrying the force to shatter everything, shot out backwards and slammed straight at Yue Xiaoshen!

Yue Xiaoshen smiled faintly, and with a wave of her hand, an enormous crimson hand appeared in mid-air.

She lightly pressed down on her wrist, and her giant hand slammed down, striking the air blade sphere squarely!

boom--!

A deafening explosion rang out, and the crimson light and red glow shattered instantly.

Shen Beiluo smiled faintly: "Though the wind is fierce, it cannot break my sword's will!"

Before Yue Xiaoshen could reply, a thunderclap suddenly rang out in mid-air.

Looking around, they saw not dark clouds, but rather that Cui Juqing and the Seventh Elder's forces had reached their limits.

As they stirred, the two forces shot straight into the sky, shattering the clouds overhead and stirring up the thunderclouds in the heavens!

The thunderclouds were forced to churn and explode wildly by that immense force, and rumbling thunder echoed across the sky, like the drums of a celestial being.

"Heaven is on my side!" A cold glint flashed in Yue Xiaoshen's eyes as he looked up at the sky, his five fingers clenching loosely: "Lightning, come—"

As soon as she finished speaking, the thunderclouds in the sky above were forcibly pulled by her Great Searching Divine Hand!

Several bolts of purple lightning struck down from the gaps in the clouds, not in a scattered barrage, but converging into a massive pillar of lightning that crashed vertically toward Shen Beiluo's head!

This attack was more than ten times stronger than the wind blade from before!

The disciples of Kunlun were terrified at the sight, gripping their weapons tightly and not daring to breathe.

They dared not look directly at the falling lightning, fearing that they would see their martial uncle blasted into nothingness the next moment.

Li Yi'an was extremely anxious, but the two guardians, one black and one white, were holding her so tightly that she couldn't move an inch and couldn't break free to share the tribulation with her junior brother.

Shen Beilu remained calm in the face of danger, pointing his sword directly at the purple lightning bolt that descended from the sky!

"Open it!!"

The sword tip struck the lightning bolt!

In an instant, the sky over half of the Kunlun Mountains was bright!

Lightning flashed everywhere, purple light exploded, and a blue shockwave spread wildly outwards from him!

The thunder was deafening, and the members of the Demonic Cult and the disciples of Kunlun were all forced to retreat by this force.

As the residual power dissipated, Shen Beiluo stood proudly with his sword in hand, his blue robes fluttering in the wind, completely unharmed.

He drew his sword and leaped forward, heading straight for Yue Xiaoshen, his sword intent sharp and menacing, aimed directly at Yue Xiaoshen's face.

Yue Xiaoshen's palms flew, and his body was instantly enveloped in layers of crimson energy, as if he were wearing a blood-red armor.

Without dodging or avoiding, he directly engaged Shen Beiluo in close combat!

The two figures, one green and one red, collided with a deafening roar, their sword shadows and palm strikes exploding outwards.

Shen Beiluo's sword intent surged forth, each move exquisite.

Yue Xiao's palm strikes were sharp, and his aura exploded.

The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant, the sounds of clashing sword energies filling the air.

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat and evenly matched, a figure suddenly sped towards them from the direction of Kunlun Heavenly Sword Sect Mountain.

She was a young woman around twenty years old, dressed lightly, her brows and eyes full of anxiety. Before she even arrived, her voice had already pierced the air.

"Father—!" A clear shout pierced the battlefield.

The girl was Shen Beiluo's daughter, Shen Xinyu.

Shen Beiluo turned to look at his daughter, full of concern: "Xinyu, don't come. I can handle it."

Shen Xinyu ignored him, her toes barely touching the snow as she instantly reached the edge of the field. Before she could even stand still, her fingers were already rapidly drawing talismans in the air.

"Southern Ming Fire, rise!"

call--

A blazing crimson flame shot into the sky, forming a fiery rainbow that burned straight toward the Moon Goddess!

Yue Xiaoshen's lips curled slightly, showing no fear whatsoever.

Her Great Search God Hand already controlled the elements of heaven and earth; mere fire attacks were child's play in her eyes.

She reached out with her hand, opened her palm in mid-air, and a powerful suction force erupted from her palm, drawing all of the Nanming Li Fire into her hand.

The flames spun and compressed rapidly in her palm, instantly coalescing into an incredibly sharp fire arrow.

"The father pays for his daughter's debts, and I'm returning them to you!"

Having said that, Yue Xiaoshen flicked his wrist, and a flaming arrow shot out, piercing straight into Shen Beiluo's heart!

"Break!" Shen Beiluo slashed out with his sword, and the flaming arrow shattered in response.

Tiny sparks of fire scattered and fell, rising into a white mist on the snow.

Seeing that Shen Beiluo had her daughter's help, Xue Xiaoqi stepped in to assist her mother, launching an attack on Shen Xinyu.

Knowing that Junior Sister Shen's martial arts skills were not high, Xiao Lingyun immediately led his disciples to protect her, and the members of the Demonic Sect also rushed out to fight.

The two sides were locked in a fierce battle, with shouts of killing filling the air.