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Chapter 373, Shocking Formation

This giant statue of the evil god is at least 150 meters high, with eight arms in total. If you look closely, it is actually eight huge sword shadows.

The twelve futons on his shoulders were empty, and only one person was sitting on it at this time.

Obviously, this is a secret force.

"Don't act rashly..." Ye Wuzong reached out to stop a few people, looked at the evil god statue and frowned.

He had already expected that with Cao Changyuan's strength, he would definitely summon the giant statue of the Evil Sword God. But what he didn't expect was that the soul seal image of the mysterious force behind Cao Changyuan was actually connected by twelve people.

Just now, when the evil god magic image first appeared, storm waves were stirring up around, and powerful power burst out.

This was just the work of Cao Changyuan and the mysterious figure behind him.

It is conceivable that once the twelve cushions are full, the twelve sword emperors, or the sword sect that is stronger than the sword emperor, are gathered together...

I am afraid that even the First Battle Lord could not be the opponent of this Netherworld Evil God Dharma Image.

"Kill them all?" Cao Changyuan looked below and shook his head slightly.

"Don't kill?" The illusory figure was stunned for a moment on the cushion.

Then, he sneered and mocked Cao Changyuan with a duck-like voice, saying, "You are the first sword master of the platinum sword robe in the Blood Fire Sword Pavilion. When did you become so compassionate? The three masters of the Pavilion once said, you

It's not suitable to stay here, it seems that what he is saying is right."

Speaking of this, the illusory figure seemed a little jealous of Cao Changyuan and teased: "Otherwise, with the ability of our Cao Dajian Lord, how could it take ten years to stay in the Platinum Sword Robe?"

"Okay, you've said enough!" Cao Changyuan interrupted the other party with a speech.

Among the twelve evil gods in the underworld, Cao Changyuan also occupied one of them. Among the other eleven people, the guy he disliked the most was the guy in front of him.

But no one else is here.

Moreover, Cao Changyuan was concerned about the Sword Sect. He had indeed never done anything to be sorry for the Sword Sect. If so, he could only say that he invented the cruel punishment and killed many elders and disciples who were guilty of false guilt.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. Since you care so much about the people of the Shengwu Sword Sect, I will also express my compassion today and will not kill them to sacrifice their swords. But I think you need to take that kid back!"

Dao's figure then spoke.

What he said was naturally Ye Wuzong, because whether it was Ye Wuzong's sword technique, the murderous sword move he practiced, or the "God of Bound" wrapped in his hand that was now wrapped in the void, he also felt unprecedented

shock.

The evil sword warriors are most afraid of the evil spirit-controlling weapon refined by the people of the Zhengdao Sword Sect. Because the so-called light is opposite to darkness, but darkness is ultimately afraid of light.

Cao Changyuan also looked at Ye Wuzong, and his expression gradually became gloomy and said, "You are surprising, but with your intelligence, you should be able to see clearly. When the moment this evil god behind me appeared, you

It's impossible to win again!"

As soon as these words were said, Cao Changyuan released a murderous intent, a very fierce murderous intent.

The three Ming Cang Jian instantly surrounded Ye Wuzong and raised the "Chen Yuan" in their hands, "Jing Gu" and "Bing Po" Xuan Jian.

In their opinion, Cao Changyuan is no longer a simple evil sword cultivator. He is the platinum sword robe of the Blood Fire Sword Pavilion. He has more helpers. He is a real sword master.

Even though Ye Wuzong still has great power, he cannot continue to maintain a winning posture.

At the same time, the other masters of Jiufeng also took action.

Including all the juniors of Jiufeng.

Swish swish swish swish-!

The sword light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the purple and red color was colorful.

Countless disciples came to the scene, including Qi Yuanjun, Bai Zhiyao, Na Lan Zhuo and others.

There are other Jiufeng Elders.

Now we have to face the evil sword master, Cao Changyuan!

"Master Cao Feng, why are you doing this?" The Master Kuiwu Feng Feng sighed, his eyes full of sadness.

The one who Elder Feng Feng admired the most in his life was Cao Changyuan. At this time, he felt complicated and shook his head: "Brother Cao, I finally made a mistake."

The disciples of Jinglong Peak had even pale faces. Looking at the master who loved the most and loved them the most in the past, they were mixed feelings in their hearts.

Seeing such a situation, Cao Changyuan didn't say much, looked at Yang Yanpo, who was the acting leader, and said softly: "I can still use my own power to ensure peace in the Sword Sect if I hand over Ye Wuzong and Qi Zongyao to me."

"Brother Yang, Brother Qi, the chance is only this time."

Cao Changyuan has his own majesty, which is even better than the sect leader Xiao Chunjue.

Qi Dongxuan shook his head and said, "Old Cao, we have worked together for many years. You should know our temper. I can't do it, and Lao Yang is even more impossible."

He turned his head and looked at Yang Yanpo, and Yang Yanpo Zheng pointed his head.

But having said that, no one dared to take that huge colossus of evil god lightly.

Everyone looked alert, and the air around them seemed to freeze and solidify.

"Haha, it's really a united mind for the whole sect. Lao Cao, you are a failure in life." The illusory figure was still sitting cross-legged on the cushion and mocking Cao Changyuan.

"This is Jinglong Peak."

Suddenly, Ye Wuzong spoke.

Everyone looked at him instantly.

Qi Dongxuan wanted to speak but stopped, but his eyes were filled with horror: "Ye Wuzong, what do you mean..."

Three Swords!

Shocking Formation!

Ye Wujin had a faint smile on his face. This smile made Cao Changyuan instantly restrain his expression and become solemn.

Because he had not forgotten, Ye Wuzong said.

"You blocked my way..."

The arrangement of the Three Jue Swords and the Shocking Formation, except for Jinglong Peak, the other eight peaks are ready.

And at the foot of Ye Wuzong, there is Jinglong Peak.

Interesting thing.

Before, when he and the little mute were suppressed underground, he had already taken this opportunity to complete the array eye.

He released the Demon Silver Ape from the Qiankun Crystal.

There is also the real sword machine inside Jinglong Peak.

"rise."

Ye Wujin raised his hand, bent his fingers, and stood up slightly.

In an instant, swords rose from the Nine Peaks, and the sword energy began to merge vertically and horizontally, as if it had resonated.

"What kind of sword formation is this? Didn't you say that the protection sect formation cannot be activated without Xiao Chunjue's presence?" The phantom of the evil god's magic image immediately changed his face and shouted.

Cao Changyuan looked at Jiufeng shaking, his sword energy spread, and his face changed again and again.

This kid...

He finally understood why the dark world forces in the four countries wanted to arrest this person. It was a reward for Yue Bohou to contact him.

The bounty is quite high!

"Walk!"

Cao Changyuan made a quick decision, turned around and jumped out, and landed on one of the cushions.
Chapter completed!
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