There is a green mountain in the south, a hidden peak in the green mountain, and a cave between a certain peak.

Maybe the story told by Tongyan is very good, and the stone gate of the cave was not closed this time.

Zhao Layue and others walked out of the cave and found that the Fu Si Sword and the cosmic front had disappeared from the sky and could no longer be seen.

This is the speed that she and Gu Qing can't perform at all.

Leaving the cave does not mean that they can leave Yin Peak. They stand among the green mountain peaks and remain silent.

A white line suddenly appeared in the sky, and a flying sword at the front end of the line.

Immediately afterwards, countless white lines passed through the blue sky like combs. They were countless swords leaving the green mountains and heading towards the north, like a storm of rain, or like a huge white ribbon.

Looking at this scene, Yuan Qu opened his mouth wide in shock, Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes wide in shock, and Gu Qing also looked confused, thinking what was going on?

Zhao Luyue thought of something that happened many years ago.

That day she and Jing Jiu were preparing to enter Haizhou City. At that time, the Qingtian Department wanted a lot, and the righteous people gathered. She was a little worried, so Jing Jiu asked her a question.

"Have you ever heard a sword technique that fell from the sky?"

A few years ago, she and Jing Jiu were walking in the sword peak. The swords between the peaks suddenly became a little turbulent. She asked what was going on. Jing Jiu asked this again.

She now naturally knew what this sword fell from the sky, or what it meant.

"This is the Qingshan Sword Formation."

When I heard Zhao Layue's words, Yuan Song, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing looked at the spectacular scene in the sky, shocked and speechless.

Zhuo Rusui suddenly felt the sword pill tremble slightly, and the Swallowing Sword clearly expressed his willingness to leave, and smiled and waved: "Since I can't go, then you go."

The boat-swalking sword rose through the air, turned into a gray shadow, and flew into the sky at a speed that had never been revealed before.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Qu felt something and waved his hand to release his strange sword. The strange sword quickly merged into the sword rain all over the sky.

The countless swords in the sky are not all high-level flying swords. Some are very ordinary, and some are even sword embryos, just like that strange sword, without a name.

But these are Qingshan's swords.

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Countless flying swords came from the south, falling from the sky, washing the sky and the earth like heavy rain.

This is the first time that everyone in Chaoge City has seen such a picture, and it is also the first time that they have seen the real Qingshan Sword Formation.

The three cloud ships that first entered the imperial city were destroyed by the sword rain in just over ten breaths, and all disintegrated and fell towards the ground, making constant sounds.

Most of the Zhongzhou disciples on the three cloud ships died in the sky. Some strong men survived by chance and landed in the square. They did not dare to stay for a moment. They fled out of the imperial city with fear.

The heaven and earth escape techniques of these powerful Zhongzhou sects are extremely exquisite, and their body skills are ethereal, and they can escape more than a hundred feet at a glance. But how can they avoid the sword rain in the sky? No matter how powerful the heaven and earth escape technique is, they are walking between heaven and earth. Now there are swords everywhere in the heaven and earth. Where can you escape?

An elder avoided several flying swords extremely powerfully. He was about to approach the palace wall, but he was still stabbed in the thigh by a silver flying sword. He let out a terrible howl and fell to the ground, and then was penetrated by the chaotic sword and died of blood.

Such pictures are everywhere in the Imperial City Square, and the screams of the powerful Zhongzhou Sect are endless. What is even more frightening is the sound of dense flying swords passing through the human body and piercing the hard bluestone.

Looking around, there were splattering blood and stone chips everywhere, and there were tragic dead people everywhere.

Countless flying swords were nailed to the ground, swaying gently in the wind, looking like wild grass.

This is killing people like grass.

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Many people who saw these scenes were so scared that they fainted.

The practitioners looked extremely pale and murmured: "Is this the Qingshan Formation?"

The ministers in the hall shouted in fear: "Is this the Qingshan Formation?"

Yes, this is the legendary Qingshan Formation.

The ancestor of Nanji, the ancestor of Xuanyin, and Emperor Xiao are all powerful people, but they have become poor sword escapers and will never see the light of day in their lives. In fact, many people don’t understand it because they did not see the scene today.

Who can stop such a Qingshan Formation?

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At high altitude, countless small holes appeared in the dark clouds, and they were strangely unable to close.

Those small holes are all sword eyes.

No one knew that the sword rain falling in Chaoge City was not the most powerful attack of the Qingshan Sword Formation.

The truly terrifying attack has been completed in high altitudes.

Jing Jiu and the white blade were separated, and were more than ten miles away.

The white blade's clothes were covered with fine holes, which looked a bit similar to the clouds.

At this time, she was an absolute spiritual body condensed by the fairy energy, and her clothes were also part of her, so those fine holes were naturally real harm.

Countless fairy auras are like golden filaments, overflowing from those holes and dissipating into the world. The process is very slow, but it is irreversible.

"Is this the Qingshan Sword Formation?" Bai Ren looked at Jing Jiu and asked.

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, so you can die."

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This is the story today.

Lian Sanyue beat the white blade out of Bai Zao's body, and then he trapped her with the Zhuxian Sword Formation and then slashed it with the Qingshan Sword.

This story is simple and very good.

If you want to kill Bai Jian and let Bai Zao live, this is the only possible way to write the story.

Bai Ren said: "It's worthy of being a person who has been out. It's really a good method. I hope you can use the Qingshan Sword Formation next time I come back."

She was a real immortal, and she could see at a glance how much price Jing Jiu had paid to cast the Qingshan Sword Formation, and he might even die in the next moment.

"I dare to use the Qingshan Sword Formation, of course, because I can do everything. You...at least you don't have a chance to come back."

After saying this, Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot and came more than ten miles away.

There is no doubt that he used the Netherworld Immortal Sword.

He walked through the body of the white blade.

The fairy aura that was overflowing from her clothes suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Bai Ren turned around and looked at Jing Jiu, and found a faint golden feeling in his eyes. Only then did he understand what was going on, and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

With a slight sound, she dispersed in the sky, turning into countless spots of light, and disappeared without a trace.

Jing Jiu confirmed that she was dead, and finally relaxed a little, and coughed twice with her eyes closed.

Countless thunder sounded between the heaven and earth.

The thunder was in his body.

His eyelashes blinked slightly.

A drop of blood with a golden luster flowed down from the bottom of his defective earlobe, and then quickly spread out in the sky, attracting countless birds to chase.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder in his body disappeared, he opened his eyes and flew towards the ground.

Bu Er, Chu Zi, Fu Si, and the four swords of the universe followed.

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The imperial palace in Chaoge City was silent.

I could not hear the sound of crying and wailing, because the ground was full of dead people, let alone the injured, I could not even find a complete body.

The morning breeze slowly blows by, but it can't move the atmosphere of fear and blood that condenses like crystals.

Swords were inserted everywhere on the stone steps, and Ping Yongjia was still sleeping, but the swords did not hurt him. They landed accurately around, looking like a fence protecting him, or like a cradle.

Jing Jiuluo was in front of the hall, looked at him, turned around and walked to Lian Sanyue's side and sat down.

Lian Sanyue looked at his pale face and asked, "Is it okay?"

Jing Jiu said, "I can't die."

Lian Sanyue said: "Can you still fight?"

Jing Jiu shook his head.

At this time, a cloud of clouds drifted into the imperial city.

The fog dissipated and the clouds disappeared. Bai Zhenren walked out of it, looked at them and said, "So, who is next?"
Chapter completed!