A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The Great Sun Sword Sect.

Surrounded by mountains, many fourth-level spiritual veins gather here, and shrouded in clouds and mist, it is the Holy Land of the Immortal Family, the location of the strongest sect in the North Plains, and the last center of resistance of the human race in the North Plains.

In the center of a towering mountain peak, there are many fourth-level top-grade spiritual veins gathering together.

True Lord Jianyang was sitting on a stone platform.

His appearance is majestic and simple, and his every move makes people pay attention, listen and obey involuntarily. Even if the Nascent Soul Lord is in front of him, he does not dare to speak loudly.

"Tianyang, how much strength does your Great Sun Dharma Sect have left?"

True Lord Jianyang asked calmly.

He regretted extremely, regretting why he didn't stay away from Beiyuan at the moment when the sect was destroyed, fled this area far away, and never came back.

True Lord Jianyang said calmly.

Tens of thousands of sword cultivators knelt on the ground unconsciously, out of instinct and without any reason.

"A few, even ten Nascent Soul peak demon monks may not appear."

Even the level magic cultivators and demon cultivators cannot be defeated and cannot be killed.

True Lord Jianyang said slowly: "The demon clan has a long lifespan, much longer than our human monks, but after living for thousands of years, they are almost reaching the limit of their lifespan. This is one of the reasons for their expansion. Many things, I will no longer be afraid before my lifespan is exhausted.”

The two Nascent Soul cultivators, who were obviously enemies of life and death, did not appear to be at war with each other at this time. Instead, they sat together peacefully, as if all the bloodshed and killings in the past were all illusions.

"If you don't have any backup plan, I can only escape from Beiyuan."

Under the bright sun,

No matter what the reason was, in Da Ri Jianzi's opinion, it must have grown crooked, wasted, and had no value. The sect must be cleaned from top to bottom again to cultivate a new Nascent Soul Lord.

Even if he could survive, his path would be completely cut off.

Tens of thousands of Da Sun Sword Sect monks and dozens of Sword Dao Yuanying True Lords. They should have been furious and attacked with swords. No matter what the opponent was, even high-level monks would dare to shake the tree and draw their swords. out.

Because, the first person killed by this formation was the Nascent Soul sword cultivator from the Great Sun Sword Sect!

True Lord Tianyang's expression softened.

"But we do have a great formation of gods!"

I do not know how long it has been.

"Most of the Yuanying monks in the sect have escaped, but only eleven or two can still retain their legal bodies. There is only one Yuanying left, and they will not be able to regain the strength of the Yuanying level for at least several decades."

True Lord Tianyang shook his head repeatedly: "I even suspect that the appearance of the demon monks may not have anything to do with them. They have already reached a dead end before, and they may do anything."

"Alright."

"It's impossible for those two people."

"If they really come and we can't defeat them, why can't we die together? It's just one death. Dying with the enemy is enough."

"It seems..."

"If we can convince the Six Paths Sect and those two people on Guishan Mountain, then this will be a sure thing."

"That's the great formation of gods left behind by Da Ri Jianzi!"

True Lord Tianyang felt slightly relieved.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

This is also the reason why Jianzong did not activate the grand formation when the Great Sun Sword Sect was in civil strife and split into two sects.

"The formation is indeed possible..."

I just felt that an extremely hot and destructive aura enveloped the entire world. My soul was frozen and I lost the ability to think. My instincts kept trembling, and my natal flying sword kept trembling, trying to unsheath and fly to an unknown place.

True Lord Jianyang nodded.

"No, it's impossible!"

he said anxiously.

"Nascent Soul escaped mostly, so it's pretty good."

"Didn't I tell you my back-up plan?"

True Lord Jianyang raised his eyelids and said, "The Six Daos Sect has a great formation for transforming gods. The Tie Family of Guishan has a great formation for transforming gods. Why don't we be allowed to have one? This is the place where the Great Sun Jianzi was born."

"Just ask Bingfeng if he dares to come?"

What kind of monster clan, what kind of sect inheritance.

Gradually, many people began to adapt to the light and pressure of the sun, and quietly looked up.

Boundless fear emerged in Zhenjun Jianyang's heart.

"How to solve the problem in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the Western Desert?"

Outside the Northern Plains, there are also many forces, and there may even be existences above the Nascent Soul. This is not a place where a group of bereaved dogs can show off their power.

True Lord Jianyang said coldly.

"You think I don't know?"

True Lord Tianyang was angry and said in a low voice: "Da Ri Jianzi is too dangerous, he is not a normal monk at all!"

The two looked at each other, speechless.

"That's exactly why I asked you to come here."

"The big day..."

This is not a good road.

"Now is not the time for small talk."

The sect formation was broken!

How important is your own life!

True Lord Tianyang pondered for a while, but chose not to hide it and told the miserable truth.

The sound of the wind, the spiritual energy, the leaves, and even the people inside were all motionless, like amber.

Then, a big sun rises!

The original sun has disappeared, and the brilliant sword light of the Great Sun of Destruction shines between the sky and the earth, shining on the earth and spreading to every corner.

He just came here, with his spiritual consciousness and sword intention unfolding. He was looking for something back and forth at the mountain gate that was stripped of the peak formation of the acquired Yuanying. His expression was focused and he didn't care about anything else.

This is the true nature of sword cultivation.

The next moment, the two people's hair stood on end and looked in the same direction.

"Do you really think you are the strongest person in Beiyuan?"

"Almost all the Jindan disciples are dead."

"That means it's just the two of us."

"It's not foolproof."

In front of him was a kind-looking Taoist priest with a high crown, holding a light whisk like a star sand, silently thinking about something.

At this moment, the world froze.

In front of the rays of the sun, the Great Sun Sword Sect has gone through hundreds of years, spent countless treasures of heaven and earth, and the efforts of countless Nascent Soul Lords. The formation that is said to be able to withstand the attacks of many Nascent Soul Peak monks has silently dissolved, revealing the sect. Everything within.

This person is the Supreme Elder of the Great Sun Dharma Sect, True Lord Tianyang.

Tianyang Zhenjun forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to kneel down.

"If we use the inheritance of skills to seduce some casual cultivators, such as Bloody Clouds and Tushan, relying on the Nascent Soul peak-level formation we have built over the years, it will be enough."

A young man in green clothes appeared in the sky.

"The will he left behind, once he discovers that we have activated the sect's formation to deal with enemies of the same level, he will not hesitate to kill all the enemies and us, at least all of them at Nascent Soul level and above, without leaving a single person behind. ”

In the end, True Lord Tianyang couldn't hold back his anger: "Your strength alone is far from enough to deal with more than twenty Nascent Soul Peak cultivators. If you don't pay attention, the Great Sun Sword Sect will follow in the footsteps of the Great Sun Fa Sect." .

He didn't look at the tens of thousands of sword cultivators who were kneeling down, didn't ask anything, and didn't need anyone to admit anything.

However, under the bright sun, no one felt such anger.

Behind the young man in green, Zhenjun Xu Fang stood with his hands tied and stood cautiously.

The entire Great Sun Sword Sect was completely silent. Tens of thousands of monks and dozens of Nascent Soul Lords knelt down, not daring to make even the slightest sound of breathing to avoid disturbing them.