In the void, a huge array diagram emerged, and at the same time, the virtual image of the Hunyuan Jin Dou appeared inexplicably in the void. ↑

The Hunyuan Golden Doll forms a whirlpool, like a spring, and there is endless water of the yellow spring sucking and spewing, and pieces of golden light are sprinkling out.

"It's not enough, this is not the greatest power of the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation."

Ning Feng was still not satisfied, so he waved it down, and his hand that was placed on the handrail tightened suddenly, holding the handrail of the Glazed Throne, as if he was about to hold it apart.

In an instant, "Boom boom boom boom boom" sounded endlessly, and fountain-like water columns rushed out of the Nine-Curve Yellow River, as if countless springs were opened below, and endless yellow spring water was gushing out.

After the Nine Nether Fate Talisman, the power of the Yellow Spring exploded completely.

With its help, changes will occur in the void.

There are three women with graceful figures, high auras, and ancient clothes that emerge.

"Fairy Sanxiao!"

Ning Feng smiled, "Using the power of the Yellow Spring, activate the Hunyuan Golden Fight, stimulate the imprint of the Sanxiao Fairy, manifest the magic image of the Sanxiao Fairy, and personally take action to activate the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation."

"Can you stand it?"

The answer will appear soon.

As the Sanxiao Fairy appeared, pressed her slender hand on the Hunyuan metal bucket, and the situation changed again.

Countless yellow spring water soared into the sky, and endless dim light sprinkled out of the Hunyuan Jin Dou, covering the entire nine-curved Yellow River formation range within a radius of a hundred miles.

In this range, there are thousands of Zhongtian cultivators who do their best to destroy Ning Feng, an extraterritorial demon, with one blow.

It's a long story. At that time, from Ning Feng's inspiration of the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation, to the appearance of the Sanxiao Fairy's Dharma Image, and then to the blockade of the entire area, it only takes a blink of an eye.

Among them, the fastest sword light from the Zhongtian monk, had not had time to rush out of this area and rushed to the range of Liuli Island.

So, it never had a chance to rush out again.

"The Nine Curved Yellow River Formation, the Three Sky Fairy, the Yellow Spring True Water, the three are integrated, the five qi in the chest are closed, the three flowers on the top are falling, and all the methods are falling!"

Ning Feng spoke happily, and his words corresponded to the scene that was happening in front of him.

The spells collapsed when they were sprayed by the real water of the Yellow Springs. When they were brushed by the dim light of the Hunyuan Jin Dou, they fell down like dumplings from the air.

A high-ranking monk, a magic spell to destroy the world. He turned into a mortal and a vain in an instant.

"demon!!!"

Countless shrill shouts came before they fell into the underworld, followed by a "pop" sound, and even a bubble could not be turned up.

After thousands of years of practice, we seek longevity and long-lasting vision, and will not rot with plants and trees. At this moment, it will be destroyed like a dream and a bubble.

Looking around, only the figure of Fairy Sanxiao stood in the void in the hundred miles, and only the Hunyuan Jindou was still radiating the dim light, and the death was still unfulfilled.

So terrifying!

"Huh~~"

Ning Feng exhaled, his eyes passed by the Sanxiao Fairy, and looked outside the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation. There were less than a hundred people there. The monks who had no time to enter the range of the formation were pale and were full of fear and disbelief.

Ning Feng didn't care too much about their existence. Thousands of cultivators with their cultivation level above them fell in the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation, and the remaining hundreds of people could cause any storms.

What he was curious about was that these monks actually used sword weapons too much.

"strangeness."

"Can the immortal cultivators in this world actually focus on sword cultivation?"

Thousands of light flashed through Ning Feng's mind and moved forward. When the sword energy came overwhelmed, it was really like this.

"What's the reason?"

Ning Feng thought curiously.

Sword weapon is the most sharp in the world; tripod weapon is the most valuable suppression in the world; mountain weapon is the king of weight in the world...

The shape of various magic weapons and magic weapons is not as good as you want, but must be based on the desired characteristics and in line with the great way of heaven and earth, so that you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The Zhongtian cultivator was actually a sword cultivator. From this point of view, at least among the cultivators in this state, the sword cultivator sect was extremely powerful.

"Can I meet a supreme sword cultivator?"

Ning Feng shook his head, he didn't think it was a good thing at all.

There is nothing else to do except give up the sword; one sword breaks all things.

The sword cultivator showed his sharpness and was indomitable, rather than turning than turning, pure and ultimate, was never a type that was easy to deal with.

The next moment, Ning Feng felt that he was not doing well and was very suspicious that Zhang Fan and Chu Liuxian had left him with a talented and magical inheritance similar to the crow's mouth.

Almost as soon as his thoughts about sword cultivators changed, autumn leaves suddenly drifted all over the sky.

“Where do fallen leaves come from?”

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and used his palm to catch the withered leaves that suddenly appeared.

The fallen leaves were swept in the air in front of him, from the veins, shapes, and postures in the wind, all of which were ordinary, just like the first leaf withered from the tree when the autumn wind just arrived.

Some are reluctant to leave, some leaves fall back to their roots, and they fall into the hands of poets and painters, which are poems and paintings full of emotions.

When the fallen leaves fell into Ning Feng's palm, they sniffled and dispersed.

At the same time, the hundreds of miles of space covered by the Jiuqu Yellow Spring Array, and all the fallen leaves floating down on the entire glazed island.

The fallen leaves scattered, and every vein on their leaves was filled with sword energy, instantly filling the entire space and covering all corners.

Billions of sword energy swept over like billions of small swords like storms.

The center of the sword energy storm is the glass throne where Ning Feng ju sat. It was cut into pieces and the sword energy was dismembered, but that's it.

"Why!"

"I guessed it right."

Ning Feng sighed and raised his right hand, "It's still the worst case."

The sword energy came to his body and manifested thousands of small swords, condensed into sword shadows in the void, and stabbed towards Ning Fengzang on the Glazed Throne.

It's okay. The nearly endless sword energy outside was condensed into illusory sword shadows like contagion, trembling in the void, and impatiently pounced on them.

Just at this moment, Ning Feng raised his hand.

On the back of his hand, the imprint of the mountain of light emerged, like an image outlined with the sun's light. The next moment, infinite light burst out.

The sun divine light, which is ten times hundred times, thousands times more than the sword energy sword shadow, pierced out in all directions with the mountain of light as the center, and in an instant, it filled everything.

On Huangquan Lake, the island of Glazed Glass, the entire area becomes a sea of ​​light, and everything is annihilated, only the divine light of the sun will last forever.

Ning Feng narrowed his eyes, as if he was shook his eyes by the sun god light emitted from his home.

After all, it was produced by his own family. He could clearly see the small swords formed by sword energy in the infinite light, constantly melting and annihilation, and finally even the scattered sword energy was swallowed by the sun's divine light.

"One force reduces ten times, it's really useful."

Ning Feng expressed satisfaction, waved his hand, and took back the Mountain of Light.

The infinite light gradually dissipated, like a wave of rushing towards the nine bends of the Yellow River.

"I didn't expect that when I used one-power reduction of ten, I used this trick to deal with others, I always used this trick to deal with me."

"So this crushing feeling is so good."

Ning Feng just thought about it and just had a secret pleasure.

He knew in his mind that if the opponent had caused the fallen leaves to wither and emerge out of thin air, and then turned into thousands of sword energy, the main person who was raging and sweeping, one force to subside for ten times, the feeling of crushing, etc., he would probably have to be reversed.

"A thousand miles away, the sword condenses from the sky."

"What kind of existence is this?"

"It's indeed an ominous premonition, the worst result."

Ning Feng was urged to sigh again, "It is obvious that the cultivator in this state has a sword cultivation, which is not because of other reasons, but because there is a powerful sword cultivator here."

"The power of role models is endless. At the same time, Dong Shi may be ugly, but Xi Shi must be a beauty."

While he was thinking, there was a scene outside the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation that attracted his attention.

In addition to the formation, there were about a hundred sword cultivators who had escaped the net. They were frightened and they were in a dilemma, but at this moment, they were all frozen.

Everything was panic, everything was frozen in the valley. The faces of the few people standing in front were still filled with surprise, as if they had seen something that made them full of hope and climbed up from the abyss.

What else they can see is nothing more than the withering of heaven and earth and the falling leaves sword energy.

"Hiss~"

Ning Feng bared his teeth and shook his head: "I won't let go of my own people, and I'm not willing to do anything to do. It's true that he is the most difficult powerful sword cultivator to deal with."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice came from outside the sky:

"You are captured by the evil demons and have a desire to retreat. After bent down the sword in your hand, you will pay for it with your life."

This sound is not loud at all, and there is nothing that can make the vast world silent and cicadas contain it. It is like a sword, with no light and darkness on it, which can be seen clearly, but it is only clear. Only when it pierces into and out of the body, will it make people frighten.

"Shit ~~~"

The sound just dropped, and hundreds of frozen monks were storing their acupoints. Whether it was the exposed seven orifices or the places covered under their clothes, countless sword energy was gushing out.

First, there are the acupoints, and then any pores around the body, all spewing out sword energy.

In an instant, hundreds of monks, who were no longer under the original state of cultivation, were torn into pieces from the sword energy, and did not even leave a drop of blood, and were completely erased from the world.

Ning Feng looked at the scene and his expression suddenly became solemn.

It is not because of the other party's ruthlessness or indifference, but because of the murderous situation.

At this point, he finally completely confirmed that the Jidao Sword Cultivator who took action was definitely not nearby, but was thousands of miles away, and was used from a distance.
Chapter completed!