A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

It’s not just Kurosawa Peak, a late-stage Jindan cultivator in front of him.

From all directions, with the help of the concealment of the third-level top formation, more than twenty Jindan monks in the early and middle stages of Jindan approached silently. Most of them were direct descendants of the Hei family, but a few were not collateral cultivators, but casual cultivators. It should be What was promised.

Below the golden elixir, numerous foundation-building Qi-training monks are scattered in all directions, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, in an orderly manner, stationed at various formation nodes, and will form formations as soon as an order is given, surrounding and killing incoming enemies in an instant.

It has rich combat experience and an excellent mobilization system.

With such a large number of monks, with the help of spiritual veins, even quasi-Nascent Soul level monks are not afraid!

Obviously, Kurosawa Mine was not as ignorant of Tushan Kenshu as he showed.

No one is stupid.

Even though the journey is far away and the information has not been updated in recent years, a golden elixir that can escape from the hands of the ancestor of Nascent Soul cannot be overestimated.

"The last remnants of the Hei family's direct line..."

Jiang Ding sighed slightly, not wanting to say anything more. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out: "The last afterglow of a force that has been passed down for thousands of years is about to end."

"It's me, but I also feel a lot of emotions."

"Even tens of thousands of years will come to an end."

"What else in this world can last forever?"

The first ray of sword edge was revealed from the scabbard.

The murderous intention was just a little bit at first.

In an instant, it surged like a wave, and the cold murderous intent was overwhelming, covering the entire Tushan Fairy City, blocking out the sun, moon and stars.

The world is turned upside down, and the sun and moon have no light.

"This sword intention..."

Kurosawa was horrified.

At this moment, he seemed to have become a mortal, standing in the rough waves, drifting with the current without any help. The mana in his meridians and the consciousness in his soul were still flowing, but they seemed to be useless and useless.

Looking around again, the cultivation of foundation building and Qi training is even worse.

There was obviously a third-level top formation to block it, but at this moment the wave of murderous intent came, but it was blinded by the eyes, the consciousness, the mouth, nose, and ears, and the five senses were all confused and chaotic.

"I can't see clearly!"

"Uncle, uncle! Where are you..."

In the eyes of the Hei Clan's foundation-building monks, various terrifying scenes of the coming of the apocalypse, the falling of big stars, and the destruction of the sun appeared in the eyes. Endless fear swept through his heart. He could no longer calm down and screamed in panic.

"Stop!"

"Tushan sword cultivator!"

Kurosawa Feng bit the tip of his tongue, and with the help of the severe pain and the power of essence and blood, he woke up. He temporarily blocked the illusion of sword intent around him, and said sternly: "I, the Hei clan, have the Nascent Soul True Lord sitting in charge, and there are other things. That’s all, if the Immortal City is destroyed, it will definitely not stop until death!”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that every direct descendant has the mark left by the ancestor, and those who kill him will definitely die!"

Boom!

With the help of the power of essence and blood, Kurosawa Peak no longer waited, and forcibly activated the third-level top formation here. Hazy formations spread out, connecting the stars in the sky above and the aura of the earth below. Hundreds of thousands of people were trapped in them. The foundation-building and Qi-training cultivators were forcibly mobilized.

In an instant, a terrifying force spread out, almost reaching the realm of Nascent Soul.

All illusions were shattered.

Hundreds of thousands of monks were in shock. Before they could calm down a little, they were forced by the terrifying murderous intent to do anything. They poured their magic power and consciousness into the formation crazily along the formation lines.

The power of the formation increases again!

The Hei family attaches great importance to this escape route and has invested a lot of natural resources and treasures.

The name of the formation is Black Sky Killing Formation!

This Heitian Killing Formation was originally the strongest third-level formation of the Hei clan. After layers of enhancements, it is now almost at the fourth-level level. According to the Hei clan's calculations, it can be said that it has no worries about being attacked by others.

"Tushan Jianxiu, let me ask you one more question."

Enveloped by the formation, Kurosawa Feng felt calm and confident, staring at the young man in green in the distance.

"Are you going to retreat?!"

He shouted fiercely with murderous intent.

The sword power did not stop.

Jiang Ding didn't answer his words, and the sword was unsheathed unhurriedly.

Not only did it not stop, as the blade was exposed more and more, the murderous intention became colder and more violent, and there were terrible signs that the black sky killing formation pattern was once again covered, and the illusion of the end of the law once again invaded the monk's soul.

"Tushan sword cultivator, you are seeking death!"

Kurosawa's heart also sank, and he no longer took chances, completely activating the Black Sky Killing Formation.

Boom!

The array pattern spread, and the dark clouds like ink spread outwards, completely wrapping the young man in green, swallowing all the light, swallowing all the consciousness and perception, blocking everything, not knowing the sky and the earth.

Only the formation leader can clearly see the four directions with his spiritual consciousness and gain a huge advantage.

This is the famous Black Sky Killing Formation of the Hei clan!

The imitation of the Yuanying monk's magic domain not only isolates the opponent from detection, but also has layers of force-relieving formations. The Jindan monk's attack has been wiped out before it lands, making him inherently invincible.

In history, the Hei clan used this formation to besiege and kill quasi-Nascent Soul monks many times, with no disadvantages.

Keng!

The sound of Qingyue's sword.

At this time, the sword in the young man's hand was finally fully unsheathed.

In an instant, everyone's attention was attracted.

Like a master coming,

A silver sword light fell between the sky and the earth. In an instant, only this silver sword light remained, and nothing else. The mountains, rivers, beasts, living things, sun, moon and stars all disappeared.

Only this sword filled the sea of ​​consciousness of all the monks, leaving no room left.

laugh!

All the monks watched helplessly as the darkness of the Black Sky Killing Formation was torn apart layer by layer in front of the silver sword light.

The night sky fell to both sides and collapsed, revealing the fairy city in the day.

The sky curtain, which is said to be invulnerable to all attacks and indestructible to all forces, is more fragile than paper and cannot even slow down the light of a sword.

"How could this be?"

Kurosawa Mine was horrified.

Endless chills and panic enveloped his heart, and his possession of a quasi-fourth-level formation did not bring him any sense of security.

There were waves of trembling in the soul. The cultivation level of Jin Dan in the later stage was not enough at all, and it was no different from the weakest Qi cultivator.

"Black Crow!"

"Blue Flame Divine Crow!"

Under the terrifying and clear pressure of death, Kurosawa Peak roared, burning his essence and blood crazily, urging the formation to roar, and swallowed up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for dozens of miles.

This power of swallowing was so powerful that the third-level high-grade spiritual veins dried up instantly, and the piles of spiritual stones placed in the formation were vaporized.

Huge power gathered in the night killing formation.

Phew!

Only a scream was heard, and black crows the size of fists emerged from the formations. They were densely packed and overwhelming, and they all rushed towards the silver flying sword.

Among the black crows, there is a crow king wearing a golden crown sitting in the center, holding a golden fire in his mouth, exuding a terrifying aura, which is enough to give the True Monarch Nascent Soul a serious warning sign.

Cangyan is really fire!

This is a formation technique that can only be performed by burning essence and blood from the direct bloodline of the Hei family. It comes from the invincible strongman who killed the demon clan and transformed into a god ten thousand years ago, extracted the essence and blood and integrated it into one of his own descendants. It belongs exclusively to the direct line and fights for life. Secret technique!

"die!"

"Tushan, die!"

Kurosawa's expression was ferocious and vicious, and his body merged into the Golden Crowned Crow King, increasing his power to a higher level. He held the sharp beak of the Cang Yan True Fire and pounced on the silver sword light in front of him.

There was hatred in his heart.

hatred,

Endless hatred!

Once this technique is performed, the blood will dry up and there will be no hope of the Nascent Soul for life.

Fight until death!

Keng!

The light of the sword is like water, and it cuts without any speed or slowness.

Under everyone's gaze, the silver sword light tore through the black crows that filled the sky, and touched the sharp beak of the Golden Crowned Crow King, who held the True Fire of Blue Flame in his mouth.

There is no pause,

The sword light passed through it.

Yunhai was struck with a scar several miles wide, which could not be healed for a long time.

Behind Jian Guang, the Golden Crowned Crow King transformed by Kurosawa Feng, the last direct descendant of the Hei family in the late Jindan period, froze in mid-air.

Motionless, no breath at all.

After a while, the Golden Crowned Crow King and the True Fire of Azure Flame on its pointed beak slowly separated to both sides. The True Fire of Azure Flame collapsed into two halves, and the Golden Crowned Crow King's aura dispersed.

The corpse of a short-bearded man who was evenly split in half from his eyebrows to his crotch fell from the sky. His internal organs and blood flowed down and filled the sky.

The last late Jindan cultivator in the direct line of the Hei family,

Kurosawa Peak, die!

"escape!"

"Run away!"

The Golden Core cultivators were so frightened that they each burned their essence and blood, turning into escaping light and fleeing in all directions. Some even took out their teleportation talismans and hid in the space, flickering away.

Jiang Ding sheathed his sword and walked towards the center of the city without paying attention to anyone.

After three steps,

The body of the golden elixir cultivator who was fleeing all over the sky suddenly froze.

"No!"

"Spare my life..."

There was a Jin Dan who was a direct descendant of the Hei clan and screamed in horror.

On their eyebrows, a silver sword mark appeared at some point. It existed at the same time as Kurosawa Mine died.

It's just a sword, too fast and too sharp!

It was so fast that they didn't even notice it.

At this moment, he was desperately trying to escape, which immediately destroyed the fragile balance in his body. The silver sword light erupted from the center of his eyebrows, and blood flowed.

The golden elixir monk fell to the ground without saying a word, slamming into the ground without any life.

Whether it is earth escape, wood escape, wind escape, or escaping with the help of teleportation talismans.

There is no difference.

They were all exactly the same. The corpses of Jindan monks fell from the sky, with blood like rain.

At the same time, the three hundred foundation-building monks and three thousand Qi-training monks who led the Black Sky Killing Formation with the strongest murderous intent and the most obvious resentment fell to the ground and died silently.

The body went from warm to cold quickly.

Golden elixir, foundation building, Qi training.

Bodies kept falling, like raindrops, without distinguishing between high and low, and the banging sound of falling to the ground was endless.

The remaining monks remained silent.

They didn't dare to cheer or scream in fear. They covered their mouths tightly and didn't dare to make a sound, which could be heard throughout the city.

In this sky full of corpses and rain of blood,

"go home……"

A young man in green clothes walked among them. His face was immature and youthful. With the longing memories of a young man, he walked towards the original Demon Palace, his residence.