There should be no suspense when using the cultivation of the alchemy to suppress the foundation-building stage. But he made a serious mistake. How could the beautiful master let him go? Whoever stepped out of this red line will bear the wrath of thunder.

The next moment, the master disappeared. When she appeared again, her heavy punch fell on the monk's back. A terrible thing happened. The monk's vitality was lost, and his body was charred and charred at a visible level of naked eyes. He died without feeling any pain.

All of this was born between lightning and fire. No one knew how the master disappeared and how it appeared. What kind of magical power is this!

"Move!" Fu Xingyun thought of this first, but then he denied it, because at that moment, he was in a triple shift and could not see the master's trajectory clearly. "Is it..." He was extremely surprised. "Is it a teleportation that only the powerful Nascent Soul can master!"

Although the movement and teleportation are one word different, there is a world of difference. No matter how fast the movement is, it is just a movement in physical form. However, teleportation is different. Teleportation is the understanding of the power of heaven and earth, the use of the power of space. Teleportation is just the beginning. When the power of heaven and earth and space are integrated, the ground can be shrunk into an inch! This is the ultimate skill. For the powerful power of mastering the power of shrinking the ground, mountains and rivers are close at hand, and rivers are within reach.

"Master is indeed not an ordinary monk. He has actually learned the teleportation technique with his body of forming a pill. This alone is enough to be regarded as the same level." Fu Xingyun admired him very much. "I will never catch up with her, and I can only look up to her forever!"

Killing the monk Jiedan in the blink of an eye, this scene shocked everyone. Who is the sheep? Who is the wolf?

"Dear junior brothers!" One of the old monks Jiedan looked solemn. "In front of us is an existence that is more rational. We only have one chance to take action, and we must do our best!"

"I understand!" One of the Jiedan cultivators had a full blow, and the sharp sword sea emerged from the sky, locking the beautiful master tightly. "I'll help you with your strength!" Another Jiedan cultivator also took action. The sword sea formed by the lifelong skills of the two Jiedan elders had extremely terrible power. The ground where the master was located was sunk by the overflowing sharp edge of the sword sea. But the matter was far from over. The third Jiedan elder also used his own unique skill. Three sword seas were superimposed. The scene was like the long river of swords, and the mountain of swords was crushed. There were few people in the same level who could take this move. But just in case, the older monk still blessed half of his magic power into the sword sea. It was no longer the power of three people, but the power of four people. How should the master deal with it?

Just when the beautiful master was facing a challenge, Fu Xingyun also faced the test of life and death. Hundreds of foundation-building monks cast hundreds of sword energy and mad dragons surrounded him in the center. Each sword dragon was extremely sharp, and hundreds of them swept over. Its power even led to the alchemy monks retreating.

Master Huang showed a regretful expression. "The Nebula is over, it would be great if he could destroy a few more platforms." The first thing he thought of was not their life and death, but the impact on the battle situation.

Elder Liu's face, which had not been melted for a thousand years, showed a hint of shock. At this time, she was fighting with Elder Chen of the Dark Demon Sect in an indissoluble manner. "Xingyun, hurry up and use the jade pendant I gave you."

"It's over, it's over." The monks of the Shangmo Sect had a bad premonition. "It's already amazing to destroy so many platforms under the siege of several times the enemy."

Everyone did not think that Fu Xingyun had the possibility of escape, but what happened next shocked them. All the sword energy dragons were stagnant when they were five meters away from Fu Xingyun, as if countless steel ropes were locked up to them. However, what was imprisoning them was not the rope, but the ubiquitous sharpness and aspiration. At the critical moment, Fu Xingyun released his physical strength and turned a mile into purgatory. A terrifying scene on Beicang Peak repeated again. The rocks and plants rose into the air. During the rise, they were broken into pieces at a visible level of the naked eye until they turned into nothingness. The process was like a strong wind blowing away the sand dunes and the flowing water swept away the mud.

In the destruction space, the mad dragon began to turn into fog into silk, and its collapsed scene was a hundred times more shocking than when they stirred up strongly. After almost the blink of an eye, the mad dragon of sword energy completely collapsed, and its sharpness and determination were like a flood that had broken out, sweeping towards all directions. Under the powerful impact, not only the mad dragon of sword energy turned into nothing, but even hundreds of foundation-building monks were affected and none survived.

Kill a hundred times the enemy with one move! This scene shocked everyone!

Chief Huang showed an incredible expression. "I was not dead. I am indeed a person who can blow up the first spiritual mine! Although I am still young, I am a capable material with the style of a general."

At the other end of the battlefield, the sword sea, which gathered the power of four people, thundered down. Although there was no short-term handover, the overflowing sharp edge of the sword sea had already turned the area where the master was located into coke. The pressure she was under was even more than that of Fu Xingyun's danger just now. Faced with this shocking blow, her hands intertwined each other, and then slowly unfolded like petals. A strange thing happened. The seemingly powerful sword sea actually twisted with the trajectory of the slender jade hands.

At first, this phenomenon was not obvious, but after it twisted to a certain extent, the swords broke one after another, and the fragments it produced splashed like waves, shattering layer by layer, up and down one after another. The scene was like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked mountains, rivers and tsunamis. When it broke to the extreme, the beautiful master made a tearing action. Suddenly, the sword sea was divided into two under the action of a huge force, and the two turned into four, and the four turned into eight. The scars spread exponentially until they were riddled with holes. The huge sword sea fell into pieces in the master's every move.

With a "puff", the four elders of Jiedan were backfired and spewed out blood. "I have heard that the Shangmo Sect Qing comrade Qing has strong combat power and possesses the unpredictable ability of gods and ghosts. When I saw it today, I am indeed well-known. Such a monster, invincible at the same level, and I cannot suppress it if I am a powerful Nascent Soul."

Internal and external troubles, while the Liuguang Sabre Formation was invaded by internal troubles, it also suffered fierce external attacks. The two evil spirits were one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, echoing forward and backward, attacking left and right, buzzing the sword formation buzzed.

The older Jiedan monk looked sad. "Dear brothers, the sword formation is the lifeline of the entire army, and we cannot be lost. Our lives are insignificant to the formation. It is time to make a choice."

The entire battlefield became quiet in an instant. The four elders of Jiedan were introverted, like dormant beasts, no longer had any evil spirits on them. If they weren't floating in the air, they would have mistakenly thought they were mortals, but this was the silence before the storm came. The more they were, the more terrifying it was.

Suddenly, a sea of ​​swords formed behind them, which was different from the previous huge swords. The sea of ​​swords did not spread out with any slight keenness. Is the sea of ​​swords still a sea of ​​swords? "Blood Sacrifice!" With their loud shouts, something incredible happened. The sea of ​​swords actually passed through their bodies. Before killing the enemy, a bright red rose in the sky. When the swords were stained with blood, it changed drastically. They seemed to come alive and make a clanging sound. This was the sound of longing for blood and also the sound of fighting.

Fu Xingyun has seen such a move, which is a move that dies at the cost of life. Liu Zhanyuan used it in the secret realm to escape, and it is powerful. Now he is even better when he is stimulated by the cultivation of Killing Pill.

The strong evil spirit surged into the sky, and thousands of swords fell like raindrops. Even the mountains would be flattened, and even the rocks would be crushed.

Faced with this shocking blow, the beautiful master frowned slightly, and she slowly closed her beautiful eyes. When she opened it again, the blood-stained blade in the sky paused instantly, and the picture seemed to be frozen. What happened? The master actually wiped out a powerful spell in the blink of an eye. What else could she not do?

Fu Xingyun now has a large net of complex structures between the bloody sword sea and his master. The net wire condensed from wind silk wraps the blood blade layer by layer and then wraps it towards the next blood blade. This is like this, this is like this, such as ten wind silks, hundreds, and thousands of wind silks. The wind silks interspersed with each other finally form a large net that is impenetrable to tightly bind the blood sword sea!

"Wind Binding Technique, no, no! It is a superposition of wind Binding Technique and perfection!" The power of simple wind Binding Technique is limited. Only after the Great Perfection can such a shocking scene be created. Being able to bind the sea of ​​blood swords means that half of the army can be buried. Masters who have mastered such unique skills can control a war with one person's strength.

If the master doesn't take action, he will shock the earth when he takes action.

Although the sea of ​​blood swords with evil spirits was bound, the accumulated energy was getting more and more, and the wind silk became tighter and tighter. The whole net was like a bowstring stretched to the extreme. Suddenly, a wind silk broke. The consequence was that some kind of balance was broken. The layers of wind sword blades changed the original trajectory at the moment when the wind silk broke, and collided with other sword blades. One stone caused a thousand layers of waves. With this as the starting point, a great riot came. Ten wind silks, hundreds of wind silks, and thousands of wind silks broke one after another. The entire net was broken, and the blood sword sea was also chaotic to the extreme. The powerful sword blade collapsed directly without killing the enemy.

The fragments of the sword fell down, and a real sword rain fell from the ground of war! When the storm stopped, only the older monks survived, and the other three never appeared again.

"Why?" He was dying and showed despair. "Why did I fight to the death but couldn't even touch the corner of your clothes? What should I do?" He must be sent to preside over the formation, but now he is almost at his will.

In fact, the beautiful master is not too radical. If she is determined to kill someone, it may be even more terrifying. But even so, it still makes people feel insurmountable.

"With the power of two people, I have pried a formation composed of thousands of people. Is my Dark Demon Sect destined to be defeated? But..." He was extremely decadent and showed a determined look. "But, I am unwilling to give up!"

He roared and burst out with unprecedented energy. "Even if I die, I will die with you!" It seemed that he had touched something, and two silk threads extended from the top of the Liuguang Sword Array and inserted into his back. A terrible thing happened. His body was shriveled and withered at the level visible to the naked eye. His head was as white as silver frost. His few essence, blood and vitality were continuously passed to the sword array. In a sense, he and the sword array had become one.
Chapter completed!