Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Rumble!"

The great formation shook violently, on the verge of collapse.

The five Core Formation cultivators within the formation wore shocked expressions, looking at each other, seemingly at a loss.

Was this the attack power of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator?

The purple light and flames flickered twice on the formation's barrier and began to slowly rise into the air.

Within the light and flames, Lu Tianying spoke, his voice buzzing, "This formation cannot stop me. Are you still unwilling to come out?"

"Who is Your Excellency? Among the Xuántiān Sect cultivators, there doesn't seem to be one like you?" Among the five Core Formation cultivators from the Abyss of Heavenly Demons, an old man in black robes with disheveled hair asked.

"I am Lu Tianying, recently returned from abroad, especially here to meet you. Come out, you are still a great force, how can you be so timid!" Lu Tianying had already risen to a height of over a hundred feet, his voice like thunder, resounding throughout the mountains and fields.

"Is Fellow Daoist Lu here alone?" the black-robed old man asked again.

Lu Tianying grunted, "Even if I am alone, it is enough to deal with you! Do I still need companions?"

He shook his arms, and the purple light and flames instantly rose up, like a giant flame beast. Then, it rapidly descended, just like before.

"Rumble!"

The powerful shockwave was about to overturn the entire formation. In the dark night, the colors on the formation's barrier alternated, but it became weaker and weaker. The numerous low-level cultivators below all showed terrified expressions.

The five Core Formation cultivators could no longer stay put, and each sacrificed their magical treasures, rising upwards together.

"Good, finally willing to come out. I will open a door for you, so you can come out! Ha!"

Lu Tianying shouted loudly, the light and flames around him danced, and five flying swords rotated like the wind, frantically slashing at the formation's barrier, quickly cutting out a gap about half a zhang in size.

The black-robed old man took the lead, flicking out a long whip, like an iron spear, directly stabbing at Lu Tianying's chest.

To his left was a middle-aged cultivator with a wisp of long beard under his jaw. At the moment the black-robed old man attacked, he cast a spirit talisman from his hand.

The remaining three, seeing that the gap was narrow and could not allow more people to attack at the same time, simply kept their magic weapons by their sides, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Lu Tianying laughed loudly and said, "Well done!"

He didn't dodge the long whip and spirit talisman at all, only gathered the purple light and flames around him to protect his chest, and then drove five flying swords like a plum blossom, covering the five people below.

The black-robed old man snorted lightly, expressing dissatisfaction with Lu Tianying's arrogance. The magic in his hand changed, and the long whip that stabbed out like a spear shook left and right, suddenly stretched out, passed through the five flying swords shaped like plum blossoms, and slammed towards Lu Tianying's neck.

"Sword Formation, arise!"

The five flying swords suddenly shifted positions, and a powerful strangling force was generated from the space between the five swords. With a "poof" sound, the long whip was twisted into several pieces.

The black-robed old man's pupils shrank, the hairs on his back stood on end, and he felt as if he was being stared at by some powerful beast. He instinctively twisted his body and fled outwards.

However, the five flying swords rushed down along the severed long whip, and immediately engulfed the black-robed old man and the middle-aged cultivator beside him.

"Ah—"

Two screams merged into one, short and shrill. Where were these two people, only countless pieces of flesh splashed everywhere.

The remaining three Core Formation cultivators had never seen such brutal killing methods, and were so frightened that they quickly fled outwards, widening the distance from Lu Tianying.

Although Lu Tianying was excited by the killing, he did not forget the purpose of this trip. With a wave of his hand, he scattered the five flying swords, chasing after the three people separately.

Seeing that the flying swords were extremely fast, the three did not dare to neglect, and all stopped their escape techniques, driving their magic weapons to fight against them.

After fighting for a while, the three saw that the power of Lu Tianying's five flying swords was greatly reduced after they were scattered, and they were no different from ordinary magic weapons. They immediately felt relieved, communicated with each other to discuss tactics, and controlled their magic weapons in their hands, slowly entangling Lu Tianying's flying swords.

Lu Tianying pretended not to know, distracted himself from controlling the five swords, and entangled with the three people's magic weapons.

For a time, the four fought evenly matched, neck and neck.

Zhang Yuanjing in the ground had already taken advantage of Lu Tianying's powerful formation breaking to sneak into the bottom of the five Core Formation cultivators.

This formation was only temporarily set up, not a clever method, and the protection against the underground was very weak, so Zhang Yuanjing easily broke into the formation.

He saw everything Lu Tianying did above, and admired him very much in his heart.

This Uncle Lu had cultivated the extremely difficult Golden Element Cultivation Method, the Taiqing Sword Art, to perfection, reaching the pinnacle. One of the two great ultimate moves, the Mixed Yuan Killing Formation, was also displayed freely and as he wished. No wonder he dared to attack the enemy's stronghold alone.

The limit of the Taiqing Sword Art for controlling flying swords and magic weapons is seven swords. At this moment, Lu Tianying only used five swords, naturally not because of insufficient strength, but to induce the three people to release strange insects.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this person deliberately hid his backhand, preparing to deal with the strange insects himself.

The four fought for dozens of rounds, and Lu Tianying tried several times to gather the five flying swords, but they were all desperately blocked by the three Core Formation cultivators of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons.

After fighting for more than a dozen breaths, the three saw that Lu Tianying's aura had declined, knowing that his vigor had been frustrated. They exchanged glances with each other, and each shook their sleeves, quietly releasing some kind of insect beast.

Lu Tianying had been waiting for this moment, and immediately laughed loudly, releasing the other two purple flying swords as well, and slashing at one of the Core Formation cultivators on the left.

This Core Formation cultivator was already barely able to support himself against two swords. Where was he a match for two more swords? In a panic, he was pierced through the abdomen by a sword, and his life was instantly lost.

With this enemy destroyed, four swords were divided into two groups, surrounding and killing the remaining two Core Formation cultivators, without leaving a single sword to protect himself.

Zhang Yuanjing watched from below, both fascinated and amazed. This Uncle Lu knew that the strange insects were attacking in the dark, but he still dared to go all out and leave no room for maneuver. Obviously, he had complete trust in him, Zhang Yuanjing.

The remaining two Core Formation cultivators of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons were a little flustered, and each raised their flying swords and fled outwards, even neglecting the strange insects.

However, the three strange insects saw the opportunity, and without being driven, they suddenly rushed out, attacking Lu Tianying.

One insect, with a body like an earthworm and cicada wings on its back, moved like a phantom, and could not even be locked with divine sense.

One insect, shaped like a black spider, could fly in the air, and from time to time spit out wisps of colorless objects.

One insect, similar to some kind of bee, but very large, more than half a foot long, and surprisingly fast, far surpassing Core Formation cultivators.

The three insects came out together, with a faint echo between them, obviously, although they were insects, they were not low in intelligence.

Lu Tianying transmitted his voice and said, "Yuanjing, I'll leave these three broken bugs to you."

He leaped up, not knowing what secret technique he used, his whole body seemed to be thrown out by a huge force, and he suddenly pulled out from the spot, instantly passing over a hundred zhang, catching up with the Core Formation cultivator of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons who was fleeing to the southeast, and beheading him with a sword.