Zhao Qixue stood there blankly, a warmth came from Ji Qianming's palm, and all the anxiety and impetuousness in her heart disappeared, and she felt inexplicably at ease.

"But……"

"Wait for me here." Before Ji Qianming could finish Zhao Qixue's words, a void vortex suddenly burst out behind him and swallowed him in.

In the wind and snow, Zhao Qixue was the only one left, looking up at the sky.

Above the sky, in the formation!

Seeing that the next attack was about to be completed, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and the black flag in his hand slowly raised...

puff!

A light sound came from the array, and the dark red beam of light that had successfully condensed suddenly trembled and became a little dimmed.

The young man's pupils suddenly contracted and looked in the direction of the sound. On the eyes of a sub-array of the formation, a practitioner in the Tongxuan realm was pierced through his heart, his eyes were round, his spiritual power dissipated, and he fell from the sky.

who?!

The young man reacted very quickly and immediately thought of someone sneak attacking, and his spiritual sense covered the entire formation in an instant.

In the southeast corner of the formation, a great practitioner from the Taixu realm was concentrating on controlling a corner of the formation. A light shook past him. He was stunned at first, then raised his head in a daze.

It was a small fragment of a mirror, reflecting his handsome face...

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of the mirror out of thin air, and a little cold light expanded rapidly in his eyes. Fortunately, the practitioner in the Taixu realm did not react slowly, and immediately opened his spiritual shield to protect himself.

However, the spear wrapped in red was like piercing through white paper, easily piercing through his spiritual shield. The extremely cold power of the underworld stirred his internal organs into pieces in the blink of an eye.

This... cannot...

He widened his eyes, his face full of horror, and then his vitality was lost!

The last scene he saw before his death was a cold young face, with a light golden left eye and a red right eye.

Seeing the monks around him being killed, the minds of several practitioners next to him were shocked. Then the magic weapon flying swords all soared into the sky, and all rushed towards Ji Qianming in the air.

However, before their attack could fall on Ji Qianming, Ji Qianming's figure disappeared out of thin air and appeared on a small mirror in the northeast corner of the formation hundreds of meters away.

From Ji Qianming's appearance, to instant killing the Taixu realm, and then disappearing out of thin air, the whole process did not exceed two seconds. Many practitioners with low magic power could barely see Ji Qianming's figure clearly, and then he disappeared.

"Someone has mixed into the formation! The 'Nan' camp, let's give up the formation host for the time being and chase the attacker with all their might!" Two consecutive sub-former eyes were killed, and the beam that had finally condensed had dimmed most of the time. If he continued to kill like this, the entire formation would have to be finished.

In the formation, four Taixu Realm and more than 30 Tongxuan left their positions together and killed Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming's spiritual sense sensed all this without any panic. The handle of the mirror knife in his left hand rotated gently, and the thirteen mirror knife fragments flew towards thirteen different directions. Pan Nigong in his hand did not stop at all, and once again pierced the chest of a Tongxuan Realm's formation.

"He can switch to the mirror! Everyone should guard the mirror separately!" The Taixu Realm, who was the leader of the Nanzi Camp, soon noticed the secret of Ji Qianming's high-speed movement and shouted loudly.

More than thirty people immediately grouped together and chased towards mirrors in different directions, while the remaining people followed Ji Qianming with swords.

Sensing the trajectory of these people, Ji Qianming's mouth slightly raised, and a trace of teasing flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air again!

Next to a piece of fast-flying mirror knife fragment, two practitioners guarding the Tongxuan realm on the left and right, holding the magic weapon in their hands, ready to take action at all times.

Suddenly, the two of them had a flash of eyes. Without thinking, they activated the magic weapon and smashed the boy who suddenly appeared.

boom!!

Amid the fire, a dazzling sword light flashed by, and the two practitioners of Tongxuan Realm did not even see what happened, so their heads fell to the ground.

Above the fragment, Ji Qianming, wearing a light gold holy robe, was covered with a layer of dark power, and his pair of strange eyes were extremely strange. He held the concrete Bai Xue Ji in his hand and slowly returned to the sheath.

Just as those practitioners rushed to help quickly, Ji Qianming's figure disappeared again.

In the red array diagram, Ji Qianming's figure flashed. Every time the mirror flashed, it would reap the lives of several people. He was like a god of death and was also the nightmare of the practitioners here.

Damn it! The young man's teeth were almost bitten.

In just a few minutes, Ji Qianming had already killed more than fifty people. He was just a third-level ability person, so why was it so difficult? If he continued to kill like this, the formation map would not be maintained!

"Nan, Xuan, Feng, and Qiong obey the orders! Give up the formation map and give priority to killing the invaders!"

The young man's voice echoed throughout the sky, and the huge red magic circle disappeared directly. The practitioners in the sky chased Ji Qianming, with great momentum!

Qian Zuo, who was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Bai Qing, saw the chaos in the sky, almost spit out an old blood. He scolded this group of useless waste tens of thousands of times, and changed his mind and shouted loudly:

"Why are you two gods standing there? Go up and kill the troublemaker!"

The two gods then realized, and drew two arcs from left and right into two arcs flying towards the sky.

Bai Qing cut off Qian Zuo's right arm with a sword, looked up at the sky in the hometown, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

"Is it that boy? Qi Xue is here too?"

Zhao Qixue, standing alone under the Wuming Peak, was extremely nervous. She watched the dense cultivators flying towards Ji Qianming, and her heart was about to jump out.

"Damn it, it seems like you're having a big time!" Ji Qianming couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the fierce cultivators in front of him.

He couldn't help but think too much, and his whole body turned into a night and fled in one direction with his life. Hundreds of magical instruments behind him were radiating, following closely behind.

Among the monks, a god general took a big stance, took out a miniature bronze bell from his sleeve, recited the magic tricks lightly, and threw the bronze bell in his hand at Ji Qianming!

The bronze bell soared dozens of times in the storm, turning into a real brass bell and smashing towards Ji Qianming, as if it could travel through space. In a moment, it fell on Ji Qianming's head and enveloped it.

The golden pattern lit up from the surface of the copper bell, and the sealing formation was instantly activated, bringing Ji Qianming into it.

"Hahaha, the Jiuwu God General's Sumeru Treasure Bell is indeed extraordinary, and he easily took this little mouse." Another god general came over the air with a smile and praised.

The Jiuwu God General showed a proud smile on his old face. This Sumeru treasure bell was made by him for his whole life. It was said that nothing can be taken away and nothing can be sealed.
Chapter completed!