Eternal Tranquility

Everyone was stunned. They looked at the Feiyun Desert with flames soaring into the sky. The sound of the explosion almost shattered their eardrums. The power of destroying the world was jaw-dropping.

Countless limbs and pieces of meat were flying in the air, and the corpses of the void monsters covered the ground. The yellow sand was dyed green and red, and it was mottled. Just look at the color of the blood of the monsters that were killed by the explosion.

It was like fiery flowers blooming on the desert, and the thunder towers standing on the surrounding mountains also lit up. Thick thunderbolts fell on the tide of beasts, plowing the monsters again.

A thin monster dodges flexibly in the blood and fire. When the thunder strikes, it disappears from the place instantly and reappears behind a sand dune in the distance.

But as soon as it landed on the ground, it felt bad when it stepped on the sand, and immediately ran away - "Boom!"

The sand dunes exploded, black flames spurted out, and yellow sand flew!

The terrifying and continuous firepower of the second line of defense finally forced the eighth- and ninth-level monsters hiding in the beast tide to show their feet, and they tried their best to avoid it.

However, when the thin little demonic beast appeared again, a ray of light passed through the clouds, as fast as lightning and came silently!

The monster beast couldn't hide in time, and the faint light fell on its head. It was confused and panicked for a moment, and the next moment, it fell apart with a bang!

High in the sky, the huge demonic eye was half-opened and half-closed, its cold and heartless gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Suddenly, the demonic eye suddenly opened wide, and a light as thin as a hair shot out!

"Over there!" Fu Bao jumped up and raised his hand to point in one direction: "The one covered in white hair with two horns on its head is definitely a ninth-level monster!"

Yue Zhixun looked away and fiddled with the formation disk a few times with his fingers. The magic eye above his head once again shot out a faint light...

In just a cup of tea, the beast tide suffered great losses. Countless monsters were killed. Even those who were lucky enough to survive or those high-level monsters were somewhat injured.

At this time, the drum sound suddenly started, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" one after another, getting more and more urgent and exciting!

"It's finally our turn to play, let's go!"

"Let's go, let's kill the monster!"

"No one can compete with me. If I don't kill hundreds of monsters today, my name will be written upside down!"

The casual cultivators who had been waiting on the top of the mountain for more than two days and were eager to get started immediately got up excitedly when they heard the sound of the drums, and ran towards Feiyun Desert screaming.

Yunzheng dusted off the hem of his clothes, unsheathed his long sword, and gradually revealed its sharp aura!

"It's time for me to go over. This time I will open your eyes to what a large sword formation is!"

Liu Qinghuan had finished adjusting his breath, and after hearing this, he warned: "Be careful of sneak attacks. There are many high-level monsters hidden in the beast tide. Don't underestimate the enemy!"

Yun Zheng waved his hand, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Soon, a large number of disciples from Ziwei Sword Pavilion appeared on the edge of Feiyun Desert. They were holding spiritual swords and wearing the same purple clothes. There were hundreds of them.

The arrival of Yun Zheng made all the Jiange disciples energetic. They quickly lined up and set off immediately after giving the order!

"kill!"

The chorus of shouts full of killing intent broke through the sky, like a sharp sword inserted into the battlefield, unstoppable and powerful as a rainbow!

The other monks looked sideways and hurriedly avoided the path of this team.

"There are a lot of sword cultivators, but their cultivation doesn't seem to be high. Most of them only have gold elixir cultivation?" someone wondered.

On this battlefield, the Jindan cultivation level should be at the lowest level, more are Nascent Soul and above, and there are also many empty levels.

"What do you know! These are obviously the people from Yunmengze's sword pavilion. They used to guard the Thunder Light Tower as the first line of defense. And do you know how rare and terrifying it is to have a sword formation composed of gold elixir and above monks? ?”

"Hey, you understand! Then tell me, how can there be a sword formation with hundreds of people?"

"Oh... they just went out together. They will definitely be divided into many branches later!"

The speaker swore firmly, but soon he was dumbfounded, because the team never separated, but rushed into the beast tide like a long snake.

For a moment, I could only see countless long swords flying in and out of the formation. Their separation was like falling flowers, flying all over the sky; when they were combined, all the swords became one, slashing with a heavy front!

Wherever the sword light passed, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, or like the thousands of pear trees blooming. The life-threatening spell was whispered amidst the whistling of the sword, and the wail of death stirred under the sword's edge.

Wherever the sword pointed, all the monsters were strangled!

If the Ziwei Sword Pavilion in the past was just a little-known sect living in Yunmengze, because the Mahayana Sword Master and Dao Kui were sworn friends and often visited Jiuzang Mountain, then from today onwards, Ziwei Sword Pavilion will The four words "Sword Pavilion" will resound throughout the entire world of immortal cultivation and shine brightly because of this invincible sword formation!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Li Shan looked at the water mirror. Sometimes the sword formations in the mirror were lined up in a row, sometimes in a circle, sometimes scattered like stars, sometimes gathered like candles in a hole. It can be described as ever-changing, with both merit and defense.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Yun is unreasonable. He has such a sharp weapon in his hand, but he has never taken it out. He hid it too deeply!"

"That's not true." Liu Qinghuan said: "In order to put together this sword array, Ziwei Sword Pavilion spent a lot of effort and resources. It was only through the cultivation and accumulation of seventh or eighth generations of disciples that it was finally completed not long ago."

"That's not easy!" Li Shan nodded.

After all, Ziwei Sword Pavilion is not an ancient sect and has insufficient foundation. To be able to come up with such a sword formation has already exhausted the entire sect's strength.

However, what surprised Li Shan even more was the Wenshi Sect, which usually did not show its true colors. Its disciples basically gathered in their own territory and rarely went out. It was only famous in the world of immortal cultivation because of the Dao Kui.

But now it seems that the Wenshi Sect dealt with the beast tide in such an orderly manner, which seemed quite confident. Its sect strength should not be underestimated.

Looking at the battle situation at the foot of the mountain, Li Shan said: "It has been almost three days. The momentum of the beast tide has basically been eliminated. It should be the stage where all the elites are deployed. Have you thought about how to deal with it?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced into the distance and said: "There are still some Mahayana cultivators who come and go in Zhuminghai. In addition, the Jiutian Immortal Alliance has also sent a team, which should be enough to deal with..."

He paused and turned his head suddenly, and saw a sharp light passing through his face, and pierced into the stone pillar behind him with a bang!

"What is that?!" Li Shan turned his head and saw a sword inserted into the pillar, the sword body half submerged and still shaking.

"Whose sword is this?"

Liu Qinghuan's face turned black. He walked over and pulled out the sword with force, then said: "This is my Senior Brother Lu's Yuanshen Sword!"

Li Shan's face also changed. The Yuanshen Sword never leaves the body, but once it leaves the body, it means that its owner is likely to encounter something unexpected...