Three hundred flowers, five hundred flowers, seven hundred flowers...

For the Dot Yuan strong man with amazing divine consciousness, he soon found the law of the number of blooming red plums.

As the red plums gather more and more, the aperture of the Zhoutian Hunyuan Array gathering continues to weaken and decline.

From Qiu Ming to the west, all the outer disciples were shocked and tried their best to activate their true energy and stimulate their spiritual power.

However, as Xu Yi accumulated seven hundred red plums, the aperture of the Zhoutian Hunyuan Array could no longer be gathered.

Finally, someone was anxious to jump over the wall, and saw several strange talismans about to explode.

Xu Yi sneered in his heart, waved his palms lightly, and the plum blossoms rushed away, instantly covering the whole audience.

More than fifty outer disciples, except Dongfang Tuo, could stand, and the rest were all knocked to the ground by the plum blossoms, and their bodies were covered with carbon black.

Such a scene shocked the audience, and even the most picky Dianyuan strongman had to admire him.

A crane stands out from the crowd, it is really a crane stands out from the crowd!

Feng Lingdu even slapped his high-high, "What a Wang Qianqiu, what a plum blossom killer, such magical powers are rare, and such a genius, if he doesn't open the net and let him enter the inner sect, I'm afraid that the ancestor who decided to choose the right to go directly to the heavens will blame us unworthy descendants."

He Xianjun appreciated Elder Feng’s thoughts well, but he only won four or five.

The reason why Elder Feng supports Xu Yi is even more open-minded.

In recent years, the Donghua Immortal Sect has gradually become increasingly in decline among the eight immortal sects.

Especially among the disciples of the Immortal Lord, geniuses rarely appear.

He can only sit and watch the rising stars like Xiong Beiming and Wang Yao enjoy the unique name, which will help the immortal sect enjoy the name even more.

Wang Qianqiu's ability to emerge suddenly, and Elder Feng is extremely optimistic.

"It's not right, I think it's not right."

Elder Bie stood up and said, "Since it is the rules set by the ancestors, it is natural to act according to the rules of the ancestors, which can better express respect for the ancestors. Brother Feng, since he is a real genius, he can naturally pass the rights of direct elections set by the ancestors. What do you think?"

Feng Lingdu stared at Elder Bie and said, "Brother Bie is too persistent, it may not be a good thing."

Just now, Elder Feng had already figured out the reason why other elders were embarrassed by Xu Yi by conveying their thoughts.

I feel very dissatisfied with other elders’ personal harm to the public.

"Since it's a rule, I'm willing to take the test, please don't end up with the elders."

Xu Yi said with a smile.

"No, times change, and the ancestors set these rules, how could they know the changes in thousands of years? I thought that such a hero as Wang Qianqiu should be exempted from the test."

He Xianjun stood up and said with a sigh.

He knew Xu Yi's methods well, and he did not think that other elders could withstand Wang Qianqiu's damage without the red plums he had seen at this moment.

Now, the other ones are unwilling to let go, and he just follows the situation.

Sure enough, after saying this, He Xianjun completely dispelled the last doubts in the heart of Elder.

Originally, he didn't think that a mere ant could challenge him, even if the ant was stronger than expected.

But after Xu Yi showed his overwhelming advantage over external disciples, he still dared to call out such a battle.

How could there be no new hidden worries in the heart of the elder?

He Xianjun said this and felt completely at ease.

At that moment, he jumped into the field, stood with his hands behind his back, and waved at Xu Yi, "Junior, you take action first, so as not to say that I bully the small one by the big one."

"Boy, don't be too blind and confident. You can't imagine that the powerful Dianyuan master's control of spiritual power has only reached seven hundred swords. I'm afraid you can't withstand the magical murderous intent of the surname He."

Elder Bai hurriedly sent a voice.

It turned out that the red plum blossoms that Xu Yi used were exactly the three or five or seven swords.

The wonder of the three-five-seven swords is not the same as the response.

Each red plum is a Qi sword, composed of high-speed rotating spiritual energy.

And three, five, seven are endless remainders divided by Tong Luo number and Xiao Meng prime number.

Always refer to the remaining three or five or seven, and this endless cycle of reincarnation.

Elder Bai used great wisdom to accommodate these endless remains in his martial arts and creatively created these three, five, and seven swords.

If these plum blossoms are just simple composition of spiritual energy, and simply inspire three hundred, five hundred, and seven hundred spiritual energy, of course they are not magical.

The essence of its magic is that every plum blossom is an inverted spiritual vortex, with excellent attack power and stability.

The more sword spiritual energy it stimulates, the more red plums it is, the more powerful the stability and attack power of this spiritual energy vortex.

Xu Yi used seven hundred swords to easily destroy the Zhoutian Hunyuan Formation where Qiu Ming and others gathered.

Even so, Elder Bai did not think that Xu Yi could cross the huge natural barrier between the dot and non-dots with these seven hundred swords.

Xu Yi passed his thoughts to Elder Bai, "It's over, so there is no room for retreat, so I can only work hard to move forward."

It is only one step away from entering the inner door, and Xu Yi will not give up anyway.

After the thought was passed, Xu Yi launched an attack.

Elder Be even maintained the image of a master looking at the sky with his hands behind his back, and was surrounded by the red plums all over the sky.

He smiled sarcastically and waved his hand gently, and a bright ball of fireworks arises and dies in his palm.

The next moment, the smile on his face froze, and what reflected in his eyes was Elder Bai's horrified old face.

"Three Thousand Swords! Oh my God, Three Thousand Swords, the damn guy, actually built three Thousand Swords on my back, a wizard, a wizard..."

Elder Bai shouted together with millions of villains in his heart.

Elder Bie was frightened to find that his traction control of the spiritual attack of the non-dian Yuan powerhouse was useless in front of Duoduo Hongmei, which was inspired by the damn guy.

If you want to change your moves, there is no time to do it.

Three thousand high-speed inward-sinking spinning spirit swords hit Elders almost at the same time.

In just a moment, the robes around the elder disappeared, and the spiritual shield disappeared in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, the fire-type spirit sword swallowed the elders.

“Ahhh…”

Elder Don't roared in horror.

A roar came, and a stirring wind and thunder were stirring under countless dull faces.

A natural barrier that has not been crossed for thousands of years has been easily broken by people today.

Feng Lingdu stared at Xu Yi with admiration, as if he had seen the future of the Donghua Immortal Sect, and as if he had seen a legend of Yu Si.

After defeating Elder Be, Xu Yi immediately stopped attacking. Several immortal kings took action, and Elder Be quickly received treatment.

Elder Bai kept asking how Xu Yi had quietly mastered the Three Thousand Swords.

You know, even he is still exploring.

Xu Yichuan thought, "According to chance, chance, when things happen here, you will definitely think carefully with your predecessors."

In fact, the cultivation of these three thousand swords was not a coincidence, but the result of Xu Yi's own efforts.
Chapter completed!