The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

The moment the formation was broken, an extremely cold and evil aura leaked out instantly.

The gray fog brought by the grudge ghosts was also extremely cold, but compared with this aura, it was nothing.

Although the aura leaked from the formation had been cleaned up, it was perceived by the strong men on the sidelines as the aura carried by the most filthy and evil evil ghosts in the Nine Netherworld.

It made people dizzy and nauseous!

And that extremely cold aura seemed to freeze everyone's consciousness.

"Oh? There are still so many people guarding?" A voice came out, with a slight trembling feeling in the voice. It was the man in white, Hao Jian!

After Hao Jian walked out of the formation slowly, the entire area covered by the formation was exposed to everyone.

The battle circle here, a thousand feet in radius, was actually all stained with a black and red color.

Gloomy and strange.

Hao Jian stood in the air, obviously just standing there, but attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, he seemed to be the center of the world!

"But, since you don't want to leave, then all of you should stay." Hao Jian whispered.

Including Li Ruoyu and the other two, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because those black and red traces spread unconsciously.

When they wanted to escape, those black and red traces suddenly floated up and rolled everyone back.

"My fellow Taoist, we are just curious and just watched." There were nine people who rolled back.

Except for Li Ruoyu and Xuanqing, everyone's strength was not too strong.

"Curiosity kills the cat, have you heard it?" As soon as Hao Jian finished speaking, the black and red mist rushed past, and seven of the nine people exploded into blood mist on the spot.

The black and red mist rolled back with the blood mist and quietly returned to Hao Jian's body.

"Li Qiye, the Asura Sword, and Xuan Qing, you two are also staying here because of curiosity?" Hao Jian looked at the other two young men who had not exploded, and said jokingly.

"Curious?" Xuan Qing said indifferently, "Maybe."

"But I want to see how long you, a clown, will keep jumping around!" The flames floating around Xuan Qing dissipated, and the black and red mist could not get close to him at all.

As for Li Ruoyu, he snorted lightly, and the black and red mist also dissipated.

If you look closely, these black and red mists are blocked by sword-shaped edges, and they can't get close to him either.

"Clown?" Hao Jian started laughing, laughing so hard that he almost cried.

"The young master of the Xuan family is really high and mighty." After a long while, Hao Jian finally stopped laughing.

"At least, I will never do something like cannibalizing my fellow disciples to strengthen myself." Xuan Qi left his body, and the young master of the Xuan family attacked brazenly.

Xuan Qing has such an arrogant temper.

His cheap elder brother has killed more than one descendant of the Yinhun Sect, so he naturally wants to try and see if he has the ability in this area.

The Xuantian Spiritual Fire showed its power again.

After suffering from the freezing breath of the grudge ghost in Xuanyin Zhenren's cave last time, he returned to the clan and took out a treasure, which made its power rise again.

The blazing flames seemed to sweep across the world, enveloping Hao Jian.

Facing this kind of heaven and earth spiritual fire, Hao Jian put his hands together and shouted, "Close!"

Then the black and red mist on the ground gathered together and wrapped him.

The sound of "sizzling" continued to burst out, and Hao Jian laughed again.

"Nothing special, this is the Xuantian Spiritual Fire passed down from generation to generation in the Xuan family?" Hao Jian was called a clown, and his response was more intense.

There was even more contempt in his voice.

"Fire feathers exploded continuously." Xuan Qing was not affected by his voice, and he knew clearly what the other party was thinking.

Those words were just to confuse him.

Following this low shout, a fire phoenix rose up in Xuanqing's hand again. This fire phoenix did not rush forward, but with its wings flapping, countless fire feathers rushed out.

Fire feathers kept falling on the fireball wrapped in black and red mist, and the terrifying impact caused the black and red mist to lose frequently.

Unfortunately, every time the fire feathers burned through the mist, they would go out.

Before the next round of fire feathers arrived, the mist had already closed back.

It seemed to be a huge momentum, but in fact it was just a fight for consumption.

With such an offensive, an ordinary Tianjiao, such as Shu Lingyao and Jian Sanshao, would have been overwhelmed long ago.

And Hao Jian was still laughing wantonly.

"Although two against one is a bit inappropriate, our number is still too small for you." A sword light suddenly came, the sword light was not very fierce, and it was as light as a thousand paper cranes flying.

But the timing of its killing was just when the fire feathers and the black and red mist were eroding each other.

"Get out!" With a loud shout, the cage formed by the black and red mist and the Xuantian Spirit Fire suddenly exploded.

The sword energy in the sky came out from the sword light as big as a thousand paper cranes, and a figure suddenly exploded and retreated.

Hao Jian never dreamed that today he would see the thing that the Yinhun Sect had been tracking for tens of thousands of years in this place.

The power of Taixuan Sword Soul!

Not only Hao Jian, but Xuanqing's eyes also had a bright red flame.

It was this kind of power, although it was still very weak and could not even be considered the real sword soul power, but it was pure to the bone.

"God helps me, Hao Jian. I met a defector once, Xuantian Spirit Fire twice, and…" He did not mention the third name because the impact of this thing was too great.

He, Hao Jian, wanted to take all the benefits for himself. The trial of Lianyun Peak would end today.

These three gains were enough to offset any benefits.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying Soul Banner, start!" Hao Jian did not care about exposing himself at all. He wanted to take down the two guys in front of him at all costs.

At least the Shura Sword… Bah, what Shura Sword, the inheritor of the Taixuan Sword Soul, must fall into his hands.

A delicate little flag suddenly appeared in the air, and then suddenly became dozens of feet in size.

The wide flag covered the sky and the sun.

Lianyun Peak, which was clearly a clear sky, seemed to have suddenly fallen into darkness.

"Gu Jingxian, kill!" After a low roar, countless black shadows gushed out of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Crying Soul Banner.

These were all the killings committed by Hao Jian, with Gu Jingxian as the leader.

Tiantian, the prodigy of the Ancient Sword Sect, not only became a fierce ghost, but also lost his self-awareness.

Hundreds and thousands of evil ghosts came out together, and "Gu Jingxian" formed a formation fiercely, and the other evil ghosts actually laid a formation together.

It was the Ancient Sword Sect's unique skill that Gu Jingxian had used before - the Hundred Turns and Thousands of Machines Sword Formation.

And at this time, the core of the sword formation was not a sword, but thousands of ghost shadows.

Hao Jian's talent was so high that he could comprehend this sword formation to this extent, and he was the best of his generation!