On the clear sky, layers of white clouds suddenly surged.

As soon as the white clouds appeared, thunder suddenly sounded. At the same time, the white clouds in the sky flashed with lightning, gradually pressing down. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that the white clouds had fallen above their heads.

Clouds gather, lightning and thunder.

The pouring rain fell from the clouds, washing away the Lingtian Sect, who had just experienced tragic destruction.

The rain fell and dripped on the hunchbacked old man. A strong aura that was invisible and close and separated suddenly appeared around him. This aura changed endlessly with the falling raindrops, and it was impossible to capture its traces.

The hunchbacked old man's face was gloomy and his heart was already raised.

"When the clouds fall, the thunder and swords are coming!" Seeing the clouds floating in the air and the lightning and thunder that the clouds merge with each other, the hunchbacked old man thought of this once very familiar poem, and it recorded the first sword that no one in the world had ever seen a true face, the Yunlai Sword.

The scene in front of me was so similar. The hunchbacked old man couldn't understand why the Yunlai Sword was in the hands of the Nangong Family?

There were thunder sounds on the clouds, and heavy rain kept washing away the dirty clothes of the hunchbacked old man. However, the hunchbacked old man didn't care at all that his clothes were wet by the heavy rain, but looked at Nangong Jing with a serious look, ready to take action at any time.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed in the rain.

The hunchbacked old man quickly retreated dozens of feet away, but when he had just gained his foothold, a weak and dangerous aura had approached him, and then a ray of light flashed past. A wound about one foot long appeared on the hunchbacked old man's back, which was deep enough to see the bones.

"It's really Yunlaijian!"

The hunchbacked old man took a deep breath, and the dry skin exposed outside was like dry firewood due to drought after years of drought, which was extremely dry. But in this way, the wounds on the hunchbacked old man's back would automatically shrink together, and the shriveled skin miraculously healed together.

At this time, black mist emerged from the cracked wound, and the skin that had been cut was miraculously recovering as before.

The clouds gradually pressed lower and the heavy rain poured down.

The hunchbacked old man stood in the heavy rain, and gradually wounded on his body. Moreover, the strange attack method even Ye Tian, ​​who was hiding below to watch, did not notice any change. It was as if all the attacks appeared out of thin air and all fell accurately on the hunchbacked old man.

Although the position of all attacks fell did not hurt the hunchbacked old man's vital points, Ye Tian saw it very clearly. Every time the hunchbacked old man would raise all his energy and increase his speed the moment he stopped.

In this way, Nangong Jing's attacks will always fall on less important parts of the hunchbacked old man.

The two of them had been in a stalemate for dozens of times. The ragged robe worn by the hunchbacked old man had been dyed with blood red. The cut-cut holes on his shriveled skin finally slowed down, and bleeding still oozed from the cracks in many places.

In addition, the hunchbacked old man's aura became even weaker, as if he could die at any time.

You should know that the hunchbacked old man has been trapped with Ling Tian Sect for many years, and the spiritual power in his body has been exhausted due to the constraints of the formation. If the Nascent Soul in his dantian had not been held on, he would have been trapped in the formation long ago.

Now, after a battle, the hunchbacked old man had consumed all his essence, blood and Nascent Soul, and his entire aura instantly dropped. Not only the hunchbacked old man, but Nangong Jing's situation was not much better.

Nangong Jing knew very well about breaking the magic mantra and knew how to solve the mantra. However, he was always entangled by the hunchbacked old man and had no time to escape and find a quiet place to untie the magic mantra. So the more this happens, the more anxious Nangong Jing is.

Now the black silk thread produced by the Breaking of the Divine Mantra has climbed above his nose. It won’t take long to break the Divine Mantra to enter Nangong Jing’s sea of ​​consciousness and destroy his spiritual consciousness. At that time, Nangong Jing can only protect himself by abandoning his physical body and the Nascent Soul escape.

In this way, what is the difference between him and Nangong Jin, who was persecuted by him before?

Both sides are consuming the strength of each other, and no one is willing to give in, because as long as one step avoids, it will be an endless abyss.

The two of them didn't even notice that when their spiritual power was consumed hugely, their attack range was also shrinking, their distance was constantly shortening, and their attack and escape speed began to slow down.

Ye Tian was originally staying here, and putting many hidden talismans on his body, for fear of being discovered by these two people. At first, he just wanted to see how the two middle-stage Nascent Soul masters fought, but he never expected to encounter such an opportunity.

The old man was sealed by Xie Zihuai, the founder of Lingtian Sect. He was obviously an evil practitioner who was in trouble with the world. The head of the Nangong family even had a deep hatred for himself and his life experience.

Now the two of them are in a defeat and they know that their chance is coming.

Just as the hunchbacked old man appeared on the left side of Nangong Jing next time, Ye Tian suddenly took action, and the Qingjue Chongyun Sword turned into one hundred and eight small blue swords, and the blue light flashed around Nangong Jing and the hunchbacked old man instantly appeared around Nangong Jing and the hunchbacked old man.

One hundred and eight small blue swords arranged closely, forming a circular sword formation that trapped the two of them.

"Tiangang Impact Formation!"

Nangong Jing and the hunchbacked old man said the Tiangang Destruction Array at the same time.

Ye Tian didn't expect that both of them knew the Tiangang Infernal Formation. He immediately pinched the fingers in his hand, and one hundred and eight small green swords instantly attacked Nangong Jing and the hunchbacked old man trapped in the center of the Tiangang Infernal Formation in an instant, in the order of the head and tail, one green light after another attacked Nangong Jing and the hunchbacked old man trapped in the center of the Tiangang Infernal Formation.

There are a total of 108 attacks in the Heavenly Palace Impact Formation. After each attack is completed, the power of the next attack will be stronger.

Nangong Jing and the hunchbacked old man fought each other for nearly a hundred rounds, and the spiritual power in his body had been almost exhausted. Now, when dealing with the sword formation attack formed by the Tiangang Impact Formation, it was already very difficult for the hunchbacked old man to resist the next attack.

Although Nangong Jing easily blocked the first attack, Ye Tian also noticed that the black thin line above Nangong Jing's eyebrows was almost reaching the center of his eyebrows and entering the sea of ​​consciousness.

At that time, the spell will destroy Nangong Jing's sea of ​​consciousness. Even if Nangong Jing does not die, he will become a walking corpse.

Ye Tian took action because he found records about breaking the magic spell in the "Five Elements Ghost Ows and the Fireworks Technique", so he decided to sneak attack Nangong Jing. As long as it could be delayed for a period of time, Nangong Jing had no choice but to choose the Nascent Soul to escape.

Whether it is to deal with Nangong Jing in the Nascent Soul stage or the hunchbacked old man, Ye Tian has no chance of dealing with them.

But now it is different. As long as you seize the opportunity and kill Nangong Jing, the head of the Nangong family, and even this hunchbacked old man, it is possible.

The Tiangang Impact Formation launched another attack, and the hunchbacked the old man took a step back while blocking the attack. Nangong Jing looked at the Tiangang Impact Formation arranged around him, and suddenly closed his eyes and began to feel the suppression of the formation formed by the Tiangang Impact Formation.

Suddenly, a small blue sword rushed towards Nangong Jing, but was blocked by a blue light when it arrived beside him.

At this time, Nangong Jing, who had his eyes closed tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the closed space momentum of the sword formation, and shouted in a deep voice: "Cloud comes!"

The clouds in the sky surged in an instant, but they were completely different from the previous huge momentum, because there was only a small cloud surging, and two lightning flashed in it, followed by tiny raindrops falling on the top of Nangong Jing's head.

At this moment, a ray of light rose into the sky from the rain.

Ye Tian had not even seen the original light, Nangong Jing had disappeared from the sky with the light. In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian could no longer find Nangong Jing's trace, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Nangong Jing left, and the hunchbacked old man who was alone in the center of the Tiangang Impact Formation became the target of the formation. The 108 green small swords turned into by the Qingjue Chongyun Sword. Finally, when the 19th attack, the hunchbacked old man spitted out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.

Soon, a thin and short crimson Nascent Soul emerged from the hunchbacked old man's dantian. Before he could escape, he was pierced through the body by the Qingjue Chongyun Sword that followed him. He could no longer die.

Ye Tian came to the hunchbacked old man's body and found that he didn't even have a storage bag, so he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

However, Ye Tian also knew that Nangong Jing's departure was probably related to breaking the magic spell, so he did not dare to stay and turned into a stream of light and flew westward.

Not long after Ye Tian left, a light of escape appeared in Lingtian Sect.

The person who came was not someone else, but was the ghost Taoist who was hiding outside the Lingtian Sect in secret at that time and witnessed Liu Ziyi killing all the disciples and heads of Lingtian Sect. This time he came to Lingtian Sect because the old ghost Taoist who taught him ghost skills in the back mountain of Lingtian Sect was heard.

But he didn't expect that the hunched corpse of the old man from the ghost realm had fallen into the ruins and could not die any more.

"The ghost skills I learned were all learned from this old man. If it weren't for this person's guidance, I wouldn't have succeeded in forming pills so quickly. But I didn't expect that the old man would die as soon as he escaped from the seal." The ghost Taoist looked at the body of the ghost Taoist old man and said quietly.

The old man in the ghost realm is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm who has lived for countless years. His physical strength has long been no longer comparable to that of ordinary monks in the Killing Physical Stage. Even ordinary magic weapons are difficult to hurt the old man in the ghost realm at all.

Having an idea in his mind, the ghost Taoist immediately took out a sword weapon and slashed it on the corpse of the old man in the ghost Taoist. There was no trace left on the hard skin of the old man in the ghost Taoist.

"As expected, now you only need the blood refining technique to refine a puppet in the Nascent Soul realm. Then he and I will cooperate with each other to attack each other. I am afraid that no one will be my opponent under the Nascent Soul." The ghost Taoist nodded secretly, and already had the choice of the blood refining technique in his heart.

Lingtian Sect.

Yes, it is the place where the ghost Taoist chooses to refine the corpse of the old ghost Taoist man in blood to become a puppet in the Nascent Soul realm.

When Liu Ziyi killed all the disciples of Lingtian Sect, the bodies of these disciples could be used as the introductory method of blood refining and strengthening and refining Puppets of the Nascent Soul Realm. This was a great thing.

The ghost Taoist arranged the formation according to the blood refining technique, and placed countless dead bodies of disciples of the Lingtian Sect around the formation. Finally, he carefully placed the corpse of the ghost Taoist old man in the center and placed dozens of low-grade spirit stones.

After doing everything, the ghost Taoist adjusted his breath and sat down cross-legged, pinched his fingers, activated the blood refining formation, and began the blood refining technique.

The lower-grade spirit stone placed in the Blood Refining Array emitted a light of spiritual power. Then the corpses of the Lingtian Sect disciples arranged outside the Xuelian Array began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, dozens of corpses were left with only complete human bones.

The blood refining continues, and more and more disciples of Lingtian Sect melt away.

At the same time, a drop of purple liquid was finally condensed from the old man from the ghost path in the center of the blood refining array. Seeing this drop of purple liquid, the ghost path finally showed a smile on his face as he saw the drop of purple liquid, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

The ghost Taoist did not dare to slack off, and his fingers changed, controlling the drop of purple liquid to fall on the corpse of the old man in the ghost Taoist. Suddenly, the shriveled corpse of the old man in the ghost Taoist was like an inflatable balloon, the dry skin returned to blood color, and the thin muscles became strong.

After a few breaths, the body of the old man in the ghost realm changed drastically. His muscles were as hard as rocks, and his whole body emitted a blue-gray light.

The ghost Taoist looked at the puppets in the Nascent Soul realm that he had refined, and was happy, and did not forget to seek credit from Nangong Jin. He used Feihe Passing Letter to refine the corpse of the old man in the ghost Taoist he encountered in Lingtian Sect into a puppet in the Nascent Soul realm, and his own strength was greatly improved.

The flying crane burned out and turned into flowing light and flew to the south.
Chapter completed!