The Art of the Great Sword

"It's open."

Fang Qingyang took a deep breath and tried to calm down the hot blood in his body. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. The backlash of this formation was so powerful that it even hurt him.

"Are you okay?"

Song Yi walked up and handed over a pill with concern.

Fang Qingyang took the pill and his face returned to rosy, "It's nothing, let's go."

As he spoke, he reached forward and smashed the covering formation into pieces, revealing a Void Gate, which was constantly turbulent.

There was an evil aura coming from inside the door, suppressing it, making people feel very uncomfortable, as if they were in another space.

Fang Qingyang was used to it. He had fought in the Abyss before. That area had been illuminated by the blood moon for many years. The light falling on the body made people subtly become irritable and aggressive.

This place is similar to the blood moon, but it is much weaker than the blood moon.

Several people stepped into the formation, their bodies gradually becoming blurry.

When they opened their eyes again, they came to a huge underground palace with pits everywhere, and countless bronze statues standing in the pits.

Each of these bronze statues is seven or eight meters high. They are wearing armor and have gloomy expressions, lifelike and lifelike.

At a glance, there are too many to count, at least thousands.

On the tops of these bronze statues, there is a torrent of demonic energy that is constantly growing.

brush!

The moment several figures appeared, the bronze statues in the pits all turned their heads around as if they had come alive.

There was a faint scarlet color in their eyes.

This is recovery!

"They are the guardians of this Evil Yin Demon Tower. If there is demon blood in their bodies, they will not wake up. We...are regarded as intruders by them."

Fang Qingyang saw through all this with his free observation method. He said in a deep voice, "These guardians are driven by the core of spiritual patterns. If they are entangled by them, even the leader will have trouble getting away!"

"so?"

Song Yi heard what Fang Qingyang meant.

"It's definitely not possible to fight with them to the end. Not only is it a waste of energy, but it will also delay time. You help me hold them down while I look for the core of the spirit pattern. Once found, destroy it and these bronze statues will lose all their effects! "

After Fang Qingyang dropped these words, he stepped across the void, observing the surrounding environment, and carefully looking at every spiritual thread.

In his eyes, this formation was inextricably linked, and it was not easy to find the one that pointed to the core of the spirit pattern.

"Fight."

Su Luochuan held the Moon-Embracing Magic Sword and raised his hand to slash. The almost regular sword energy swept through the sky, and dozens of bronze statues cracked and shattered on the spot.

Others used their methods to fight with the bronze statue.

These bronze statues are not particularly powerful individually, but there are so many of them, and they know no pain, and are not afraid of death. They attack them all at once, which is a headache.

Li Mingyi took out his big bow, opened it and nocked an arrow. Dozens of terrifying arrows shot forward in an instant. The bronze statue was instantly shattered and its body exploded.

Boom boom boom!

There was a soul-stirring roar in my ears.

In order to destroy these bronze statues, several people have resorted to pressing the bottom of the box.

On the other side, Fang Qingyang seemed to be walking in the courtyard. He closed his eyes tightly and relied on the method of free observation to find the core of the spiritual formation existing in the surrounding void.

It is impossible for so many bronze statues to be driven independently. The amount of such a project is too huge, and it is not worth wasting so much on them.

Therefore, it is very important to find the only core driver.

More and more bronze statues were killed, and even bronze statues from other potholes rushed out. Their eyes were scarlet, like crazy demons, and they were constantly attacking in this direction.

A few people didn't have any unnecessary nonsense, they just immersed themselves in killing. They were all extremely terrifying existences in the same realm. At first, these bronze statues were just a little troublesome, not troublesome at all, but with the subsequent reinforcements, more and more people arrived. The more they do, the more they start to suffer.

Li Mingyi's bow-drawing wrist was worn out, and his five fingers were even more bloody. But he still had a calm face and kept drawing the bow and unloading arrows.

At this time, Song Yi stood up. He sneered and activated the sword, and his body turned into an invisible light and shadow, sweeping across the void.

Waves of terrifying aura bloomed from him one after another, falling everywhere with roars, and a large number of bronze statues were split into two by the sword energy.

When Song Yi stepped forward to clean up the battlefield, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the pressure all over their bodies suddenly became lighter.

Fang Qingyang knew that he should speed up. Although the bronze statue would not bring life danger, in this evil Yin Demon Tower, it would save a little time.

Finally, his eyes lit up and he found the core of the spiritual formation.

"Give me...break!"

Fang Qingyang raised his hand and grabbed it, crushing the core of the spiritual formation to pieces.

In an instant, all the bronze statues stopped moving, and some even raised their swords and stayed in the air. Their bodies exuded a sense of death from the inside out, and they could not move at all.

"Solved."

Fang Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Thank you for your hard work."

"After taking care of these, it's time to continue pushing inside."

Su Luochuan spoke calmly. He formed a seal with one hand, forming an insightful inspiration to track the demons who had entered this place before. After sensing their aura scattered in the air, he pointed with his hand and said, "Let's go."

Led by him, several people walked forward.

"I always feel that this evil Yin Demon Tower is different from the others I've experienced."

Su Luochuan has always been a man of few words. At this moment, he frowned and murmured, "Before, after entering the evil Yin Demon Tower, I had never seen such a huge underground palace. They were just simple ruins, and then treasures came out of it. This time... it seems different. Why is it?"

"There are many evil Yin Demon Towers, and each one is different. Maybe this one is special."

Liu Qijing smiled and said, "Besides, brother, we have already explored it before. The demons who came to explore this evil Yin Demon Tower are only in the holy realm. No one has reached the Yuhua realm, so there is no need to worry at all. We can handle it."

"I hope so."

Su Luochuan nodded, but he always felt worried for no reason, which made him feel more and more uneasy.

Walking through the deep pit and entering the hall in front, he finally entered a long corridor.

After passing through, the front suddenly opened up, and it turned out to be a more magnificent square.

Above his head was a bronze dome that supported this place. In the square, there were seven huge demon statues, each in a different shape, but obviously more domineering than the bronze statues outside.

"Their aura stayed here for a short time and then left."

Fang Qingyang used the Great Freedom Visualization Method to explore these, "Obviously, for them, there is nothing to explore here."