Chapter 91 90. Lixia Sword Formation
The vast and scattered white, heavy rain, the game between mountains and hands.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, this is a sword formation.
Sixteen swords formed an extremely ferocious sword formation that could kill all things. The emperor had been in the royal realm for thousands of years, and no one had yet come out of the formation alive.
The light that tore apart the heaven and earth bloomed, and he lost consciousness, and immediately questioned the tall man sitting cross-legged in the center of the sword formation.
"What did you do?"
Now that things have happened, he feels even more weird.
It seems that there is a crack in the originally flawless arrangement, and along that crack, everything they have carefully prepared will collapse.
Mole. This ancient mountain range gives birth to kings.
He sat cross-legged in the center of the sword formation, capable of cutting down mountains and the sword energy would leave no trace on his body. Just sitting cross-legged like this, as if he was the master of the sword formation. But in fact, the master of the sword array was driving hard outside the sword array, frantically injecting spiritual energy to maintain it. The sword array is powerful, but its consumption is also the most massive among all weapons.
The Imperial Dao Domain could not be used, and the constructed temple was dripped by heavy rain, and then collapsed with the raindrops, and then this creature named Mole.
He is not an emperor, but he possesses a certain domain.
Sealed the world around the sacred mountain.
The spirit and will trapped in the heavy rain are one realm, and the ripples of nothingness floating around the mole are the same realm.
On the contrary, the imperial realm is fragile.
"I did nothing, just ordinary hunting." Zhu said, his eyes fell on the emperor, and for the first time, the emperor had the idea of "escape" in his heart.
How is it possible? He is trapped in his own sword formation! The emperor reassured himself that he had practiced sword formation for thousands of years and had few opponents in the extreme palace realm. It was just a Yang Shen realm creature, not to mention that his sword formation was fully exposed, with thousands of sword energy threatening to tear the sky apart.
Why could this creature make him run away with just one look?
The man sitting cross-legged in the center of the sword array stood up, spread his arms, and spoke, or in other words, he was giving orders, giving orders to this space!
The whistling sword energy calmed down as he pressed his hand, and there was no ripple in the sword formation.
At the same time, the emperor felt that the connection of the sword array was cut off from him. There were cracks in the originally unchanging expression. I will only be more horrified in my heart than on the surface. Impossible, how is this possible? This sword array is his natal weapon, how can he block contact while he is still alive? What kind of method does this creature follow?
The emperor's body erupted with light, and murderous intent overflowed.
No matter what, his weapon must be in his own hands.
There is a big difference between humans and monsters. In the old days of Kyushu, a crucial step in human cultivation was to refine weapons, and weapons were extremely important things that accompanied the path of cultivation. Cultivation, battles, all kinds of things experienced on the path of cultivation, a good tool can help monks avoid many detours.
Not to mention the natal weapon that can progress at the same time as the monk himself.
As long as there are enough materials, the upper limit of the natal weapon is immeasurable.
His sword array is more precious than all his resources and treasures, and there is absolutely no room for loss!
"This set of sword formations has so many mysteries, but you have only used one-tenth or two of them." Zhu spread his hands, and the sixteen flying swords stabilized. The uneasiness deep in the emperor's heart was detonated by Zhu's actions. , the sword array that killed violently and drank blood when unsheathed turned out to be as docile as a white rabbit in front of this creature.
"Do you know the name of this sword array?"
"Desolate Water Sword Formation." The voice carried irresistible will, and the emperor replied subconsciously. The emperor's expression changed when he said the name of the sword formation. He actually obeyed the words of a Yang God realm creature? How embarrassing for an emperor. He immediately shouted loudly, trying to cover up his shortcomings, "I personally refined this set of sword formations. You are just a beast with no inheritance, what do you know!"
"I just cast some evil spells to cut off the connection between the sword formation and the emperor. Do you think you can sit back and relax?" The emperor smiled coldly.
He sacrificed the remaining artifacts and killed the tall man in the center of the sword formation.
As he said. This is the natal weapon that he refined himself. No one in this world can teach a creature without inheritance, no matter how terrifying it is, how can he understand his own destiny weapon better than him?
Wait until he gets close enough to tear apart the creature's plan and retrieve the sword formation. Delay for a while and wait until the jade hand of creation laid down by the Master surrenders to you. Then all the creatures in this mountain range will surrender or die!
Mole was neither angry nor annoyed, his eyes were filled with pity as he looked at the emperor who was killing him. "The name of this sword formation is Lixia Sword Formation. It is true that you refined the sword yourself, but you did not create the sword formation yourself. You carefully engraved the Lixia seal script on the sword body, but you can't figure out the true meaning of this sword formation. Is it useful? ”
Plowing the Xia Sword Formation, eating and drinking the morning glow and white dew, nourishing the earth's Qi all day long, tearing the sky apart when the sword is drawn is as simple and easy as an old farmer plowing the ground.
The emperor obviously did not understand this method, but thought it was a sword killing and was thirsty for blood. On the path of spiritual practice, if you make a wrong step and take a wrong step, you will go astray, and you will not find any problems when you look back.
How stupid.
"Don't know how to use it? I'll teach you." Zhu smiled. He sat cross-legged and had already memorized the seal characters of the sword array in his heart. The sword array roared, and I was jumping for joy. After a thousand years, a living being finally recognized me.
The changes in the sword array were completely different from what the Emperor was familiar with.
Zhu looked in the direction of Li Xi'an and raised his hand. The sword array pulled a ray of sunlight from that direction, making it look like morning glow.
Dreamy colors of red and purple fell from the sword array, and the sharp edges shattered the new weapons that were being killed.
The emperor finally wanted to escape, but it was too late.
In the heavy rain, orange-red and dark purple colors bloomed like a demonic flower, and sixteen flying swords formed a complete sword formation.
Ming Lixia!
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The broad bronze palm grasped the emperor's head.
All that's left is a head. Can't catch anything else.
He used his other arm to draw an arc and close the sword formation. The gushing glow disappeared in the rain curtain, and the sixteen flying swords were put away by the mole with a piece of carapace.
The red dragon should like this set of sword formations. If he doesn't want to accept the witchcraft of Shiwandashan, he must show other sincerity.
This is not the opponent's land. No matter what the motive of Chijiao's action was, he helped the cricket and the creatures in the mountain. He needs to give some thanks. He can't see the origin of this sword formation. It is definitely not an emperor's own evolution. There is a sword in Chijiao's weapon, and he will be more able to command the sword formation than he is.
The emperor's head was also put away.
Maybe the red dragon can use this head to deduce some meaningful clues.
After everything was done, I closed my eyes and felt the heavy rain.
The spirit contained in the rain is still violent, and the One who caused the rain is still fighting.
But the red dragon could finish off his opponent faster than him. Under that twilight light, the cricket could no longer feel any vitality. The emperor that the red dragon was targeting is dead, so who is he fighting at this time?
Opening his eyes, the three pupils appeared in a triangular shape, sharp and boundless.
The mole looked north.
The filth appears again.
The abominable and abominable spirit was covered up by the heavy rain and did not spread like a virus like before.
The heavy rain buried everything, preventing the mole from noticing it immediately.
The stars on the sacred mountain are still blazing, and the jade hand maintains the weak balance at this time.
There is still time, let’s deal with the filth first. Zhu noted the difference between the sacred mountain and the previous one. According to the current trend, suppressing the three jade hands could last until dawn.
Mole's consideration soon ended.
The figure disappears.
Good night everyone
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