Chaotic Sword God

As the secret technique of Qingzhuo Patriarch was performed, a mysterious and strange force suddenly penetrated the void, ignoring the many formations set up by many immortals, and silently hit Jian Chen's soul.

In Jian Chen's soul, the emerald barrier formed by the source of life has always existed, and has never reduced the protection of Jian Chen's soul. When the secret technique of Qingzhuo Patriarch hit the protection formed by the source of life, the emerald barrier immediately shook.

"Here it comes again, this kind of soul attack can destroy the body and soul of the demon cultivator in an instant." The source of life shouted, this is no longer an ordinary soul attack, but a high-level secret technique, very powerful.

Qingzhuo Patriarch stared at Jian Chen with a dead look, and then a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. He found that Jian Chen just frowned slightly, and it did not cause much impact.

"Could it be that this boy has a treasure that can resist the attack of the Yuanshen?"

"But what kind of treasure can resist my several secret methods?"

Ancestor Qingzhuo's eyes were deep. He knew that Jian Chen had a supreme artifact that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, but this kind of supreme artifact had no ability to resist the attack of the Yuanshen.

Because different types of artifacts have different functions.

"Since there is no way to directly wipe out your Yuanshen, we can only use another method." Ancestor Qingzhuo said in his heart. He did not show up to participate in the siege of Jian Chen, but hid in the dark. Except for Jian Chen, no one knew that there would be a powerful person in the seventh level of the Immortal Realm in the Motian Realm.

At this moment, under the siege of many formations, Jian Chen's aura has become weaker and weaker, and the speed of recovery of his injuries is also getting slower and slower.

Around, all the immortals who participated in the siege became excited. They have seen that Jian Chen can't hold on for much longer.

"No, something is wrong. Since this boy has a supreme artifact, why doesn't he hide in it? With the strength of the supreme artifact, it can completely withstand the attacks of so many of us." A second-level immortal realm calmed down and shouted.

"Even if he can hide in the supreme artifact, what's the matter? Although we can't break the supreme artifact, we are fully capable of taking away a broken supreme artifact. If he runs in, won't he be trapped in a jar..."

"Broken? How can you determine that the treasure is in a broken state?"

"Humph, if it is not in a broken state, how could the power of the supreme artifact be so unbearable..."

"In the current immortal world, apart from the Supreme, how many supreme artifacts are left intact..."

Several immortals gave their own analysis, but more immortals had no way to think calmly. The strong greed and possessiveness almost made them lose their minds.

In front of a supreme artifact, how many people can still remain calm?

"Even when death is imminent, he still hasn't forgotten to refine the Sword Path Seed. It seems that he would rather die than leave the Sword Path Seed behind. Hahahaha, how many people still care about the Sword Path Seed now..." An Immortal Venerable sneered.

In the heavy array, the aura of the Sword Path Seed has been severely reduced. After this period of difficult refining, Jian Chen has only absorbed less than one ten-thousandth of the Sword Path Mystery. However, his greatest gain is not the absorption of the Sword Path Mystery, but the great weakening of the power of the Sword Path Seed.

Now, the range of the aura spread out by the Sword Path Seed has been greatly reduced.

"Even if the Sword Path Seed cannot be completely absorbed in a short period of time, as long as its aura can be prevented from spreading so far, it is also a good thing." Jian Chen thought to himself. In a few days, the God Array of the Heavens can be activated again. He has decided to do his best to wear down the power of the Sword Path Seed before using the God Array of the Heavens.

As long as the aura of the Sword Path Seed is weakened to a range of ten thousand miles, or even a thousand miles, it will be much easier for him to hide.

Suddenly, Jian Chen's heart trembled. A familiar vast force suddenly appeared in the distance. When this force appeared, the whole world changed color. The terrifying blood-red light filled every void, which frightened countless immortals in the field.

Jian Chen stopped refining the sword seed and looked into the distance subconsciously.

There, he felt a familiar force.

The power of the ghost immortal's remains!

"It's Lan Caidie, the deputy leader of the Ghost Immortal Sect. Everyone be careful..."

"The deputy leader Lan of the Ghost Immortal Sect also wants to snatch the supreme artifact. She only has the power to strike once. Quick, everyone, work together to stop it..."

"We can't let Lan Caidie take the treasure. Her strength is stronger than we think. It's too difficult to snatch things from her..."

It happened so fast. In just a moment, the power of the Ghost Immortal's remains came to everyone. In the raging blood mist, an old figure stood, with long hair flying, clothes fluttering, and an evil aura dominating the world.

As his palm waved, the raging blood mist suddenly boiled up, as if condensed into a huge blood-colored claw, grabbing the formation with a terrifying force that could destroy the world.

The immortals gathered here would not sit idly by and watch Lan Caidie break through the formation. Everyone attacked at the same time, either using divine weapons or performing secret techniques. Powerful attacks burst into brilliant light and cut through the sky, striking the bloody claws without fear.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of roars came from the heaven and earth. Nearly forty immortals attacked together. The power was equally devastating, but it was still a little weaker than the power of Lan Caidie's ghost immortal remains. They were shattered under the blood-colored claws.

The power of the blood-colored claws transformed by the power of the ghost immortal remains was also weakened. Although dozens of immortals attacked together, they failed to block the blood-colored claws, but weakened their power.

In the distance, the eyes of the Qingzhuo ancestor who was hidden in the void flashed a beam of brilliance, but he did not attack.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored palm transformed by the power of the ghost immortal remains slapped the layers of formations, and the solid formations suddenly broke layer by layer. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen formations were shattered. The violent energy storm raged, forcing all the immortals nearby to retreat.

However, Lan Caidie's attack did not shatter all the formations. When the power of the ghost immortal remains dissipated, there was still one last formation that persisted.

This formation was created by the Qingzhuo ancestor.

It's not because of how strong this formation is, but because the power of the ghost fairy remains was offset by too much power from many immortals.

At this moment, the formation left by the Qingzhuo ancestor was shaking violently, and the light of the formation became dim, as if only the last bit of power was needed to break it.

Lan Caidie's face changed. After exerting the power of the ghost fairy remains, she no longer had the strength to attack again.

"Young friend Yang Yutian, I'll help you out." At this moment, an old voice came, and Tianque Zhenren appeared in the field. He held a top-grade divine sword, and the monstrous sword light burst out, and he slashed the last formation with all his strength.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the formation arranged by the Qingzhuo ancestor shook violently, and many fine cracks appeared, but it finally withstood the blow.

"And my Jiutian Shengu!" A rough voice came, and Zuo Dao also appeared in the field, exerting a secret method and punching directly.

This punch had the power to break the sky. Although it was only the first level of the Immortal Realm, it made many strong men who had reached the second level afraid of it.

Under the attack of Tianque Zhenren and Zuo Dao, the formation set up by Qingzhuo Patriarch, which was on the verge of breaking, finally couldn't hold on and shattered with a crackling sound.

"Young friend Yang Yutian, hurry up, I will hold them for you." Tianque Zhenren shouted in a low voice, his eyes were determined, he waved his hand, and a gentle force directly pushed Jian Chen far away, and then he held the sword across his chest with one hand, and said coldly: "As long as I am still here, you can't hurt Brother Yang Yutian. If you want to deal with Young friend Yang Yutian, you have to step over my body first."

"Tianque Zhenren, what are you crazy about." On the opposite side, a strong man in the third level of the Immortal Realm stared at Tianque Zhenren, looking like he had seen a ghost.