A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

At this moment, the system's voice sounded in Lin Nian's mind.

"Ding, the host sends out the experience of the noble formation, triggering a hundredfold return, congratulations to the host for obtaining the experience of the holy formation"

As the voice fell, Lin Nian felt a huge amount of formation knowledge pouring into his mind like a tide. It was about the profoundness and secrets of the holy formation, which instantly raised his understanding of the formation to a new level.

"Is this the power of the holy formation?"

Lin Nian muttered to himself, with excitement flashing in his eyes. He knew that now he had the ability to arrange the holy formation, which was a qualitative leap, enough to scare any enemy.

Without hesitation, Lin Nian's figure flashed and appeared above Lincheng.

He looked down at the city below, took a deep breath, and then took out one million spirit crystals from the storage ring.

As the spirit crystals were taken out, Lin Nian began to carve the formation pattern in the void.

Golden rune chains formed, sneaking into every corner of Lincheng like living things, wandering in the invisible.

Soon, a transparent barrier array that covered the sky and the sun formed above Lincheng. It was like a guardian god, covering the entire Lincheng.

Lin Nian casually sent out a holy force and hit the barrier, but the barrier did not shake at all, and its solidity was beyond imagination.

"This is the defensive power of the holy-level array, it is indeed extraordinary"

Lin Nian nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he took out 10,000 spiritual swords from the storage ring. These spiritual swords were collected when he killed the disciples of Tianyu Holy Land in the Xiao and Wang families before, and now they are just in use.

"Ten Thousand Swords Array, Start!"

Lin Nian shouted and began to arrange the position of each flying sword in the void.

He placed these flying swords in specific positions, forming a terrifying Ten Thousand Swords Killing Array, which was difficult to break even for the strong men at the peak of the Holy Realm.

With the placement of the last spiritual sword, the Ten Thousand Swords Array above Lincheng was finally completed. It exuded a palpitating breath, as if it could release a devastating attack at any time. Lin Nian stood in the center of the formation, feeling the connection between himself and the city. He knew that from now on, Lincheng would become even more indestructible, and no enemy would dare to attack easily.

At this time, at the border of the Nine Realms and the Heaven Realm, two powerful auras intertwined, forming a depressing war cloud.

Two million-strong armies of monks were fighting fiercely. They were disciples of the Tianyu Holy Land and the Jiang Clan.

The Jiang Clan disciples were all sitting on the fourth-grade monster beast Lie Jiaolong Horse, holding the ninth-grade treasure silver spear or the first-grade spiritual weapon crescent knife. They were like silver lightning, shuttling on the battlefield, and every attack brought down a piece of enemies. "Kill! The Jiang Clan deacon was rewarded with 100,000 spirit crystals and promoted to an outer sect elder!"

The Jiang Clan elders' voices were like thunder, inspiring every Jiang Clan disciple.

The disciples of Tianyu Holy Land were not to be outdone. They flew on swords or rode various low-level monsters, holding ninth-grade treasures or first-grade spiritual swords in their hands. Their figures were like meteors across the sky, and every swing of the sword brought up pieces of blood rain.

"For the glory of the holy land, charge!"

The elders of Tianyu Holy Land also shouted excitedly.

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of cultivators fought fiercely in the void, their spells and sword energy intertwined, forming a spectacular picture.

On the ground, the extraordinary cultivators of the Nine Realms and the low-level cultivators of the Heaven Realm were also fighting fiercely.

"Puff!"

The silver treasure gun in the hands of a Jiang clan disciple was like a silver dragon, instantly piercing the defense of a Tianyu Holy Land disciple and killing him.

"Go to hell!"

A Tianyu Holy Land disciple flew over on a sword, and his sword light was like a meteor, piercing a Jiang clan disciple.

However, the Jiang clan disciple sneered, and the Fierce Dragon Horse under his seat dodged instantly. At the same time, the crescent knife in his hand slashed out like a crescent moon, splitting the Tianyu Holy Land disciple in half.

"Hahaha, you Tianyu Holy Land trash, you still want to fight with our Jiang clan?"

A Jiang clan disciple laughed arrogantly.

"Hmph, don't get carried away, watch out for the sword!" A Tianyu Holy Land disciple shouted angrily, and his sword light poured down like a rainstorm, instantly covering the Jiang clan disciple.

The battle intensified, like two angry beasts biting each other.

On the battlefield, the Jiang clan and the disciples of the Tianyu Holy Land had already fallen into a white-hot melee, and the brilliance of spells and treasures bloomed with brilliant sparks in the roars and collisions of the warriors on both sides.

"Boom!"

Bursts of roars rolled over the battlefield like thunder, deafening.

The Jiang clan's fierce dragon horse was like a ghost in the night, its hooves crushing the earth, and its silver spearLike the light of dawn, every thrust mercilessly took the enemy's life. The disciples of Tianyu Holy Land turned into sword beams with the power of a sword, and the flying swords streaked across the sky like meteors, which was a symphony of life and death.

The white Taoist robes fluttered in the wind, and their eyes were firm and clear. Even in the face of the surging Jiang disciples, they still did not retreat a single step.

"Jiang clan men, let them see our power!"

An elder of the Jiang clan raised his arms and shouted, and his voice spread throughout the battlefield like thunder.

"Tianyu Holy Land, invincible!"

An elder of the Tianyu Holy Land also shouted loudly, and his momentum was as surging as the tide, inspiring every disciple of the Holy Land. At this time, an elite disciple of the Jiang clan soared into the sky, and the crescent knife in his hand flashed cold light in the sun. His target was directly aimed at a core disciple of Tianyu Holy Land.

The two men clashed in the air, and dazzling flames burst out between their swords. The surrounding air was distorted by their energy fluctuations. "Today, I will kill you and show the power of my Jiang clan!"

The elite disciples of the Jiang clan roared, and the crescent knife swung out sharp blade waves.

"It is still unknown who will win!"

The core disciples of Tianyu Holy Land were not willing to be outdone. Their swordsmanship was unpredictable and they showed their heroic spirit of fighting against many enemies alone.

At the moment when the two men fought, the battlefield below also ushered in a more intense battle.

The silver torrent formed by the disciples of the Jiang clan collided with the white storm of Tianyu Holy Land again. Every time they collided, lives withered at the intersection.

At this time, two mid-stage Daoxu Realm strongmen appeared on the battlefield like tigers entering a flock of sheep, constantly harvesting the lives of Tianyu Holy Land disciples.

They were the fourth elder Jiang Lin and the fifth elder Jiang Youqi of the inner sect of the Jiang clan.

"Hahaha, the Holy Land of Tianyu is nothing more than that!"

Jiang Lin laughed loudly, the spear in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, and every strike frightened the enemy.

"Today, my Jiang clan will surely win a great victory!"

Jiang Youqi was also in high spirits, his palm power surged like a tide, and with one palm, a group of enemies fell.

However, just when they were getting carried away, an angry voice cut through the sky.

"How dare you!"

With a roar, a breath of the peak of the Return to Void Realm swept over, and a huge sword shadow appeared in the sky. It was like the wrath of the gods, killing Jiang Lin and Jiang Youqi.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Jiang Lin's body was blown away like a broken sack, blood spilled all over the sky, his body gradually dissipated in the fall, and his soul was already scattered.

Jiang Youqi was also severely injured. His body rolled in the air like a rag doll, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he was dying.

At this moment, a domineering figure appeared in front of Jiang Youqi.

That person was Nangong Shang, the Holy Lord of Tianyu Holy Land.

His eyes were like torches, and he exuded a frightening pressure.

"The Jiang clan is really shameless. They sent an elder in the middle stage of Daoxu Realm to slaughter the low-level disciples of my holy land!"

Nangong Shang's voice was as cold as a glacier.

"Clan leader, save..." Jiang Youqi's voice was interrupted by Nangong Shang before he finished speaking. "The crimes of the Jiang clan, today I want you to pay with blood!"

Nangong Shang had a fourth-grade holy weapon in his hand-the Tianyan Holy Sword, and the sword was surrounded by raging fire, as if it could burn everything. "No..."

Jiang Youqi's face showed despair, but it was too late.

Nangong Shang swung his sword and the sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor, instantly submerging Jiang Youqi's figure in the blazing flames.

The battle was still going on, but the morale of the Tianyu Holy Land had been fully aroused.

The appearance of the Holy Lord Nangong Shang stabilized the battle situation like a magic needle.

"Tianyu Holy Land, invincible!"

The shouts of the disciples of the Holy Land shook the sky, and their offensive became more fierce, as if they wanted to pour all their anger on the Jiang clan.