Inside the altar, Bing Mou, Jin Lianzhi, Bing Xian, Bing Yu and others all looked towards a certain direction outside the light curtain.

Several figures looked at the scene inside the altar and glared angrily. The leader, Hao Ran, was Jin Ling, the leader of the Jianling Sect.

"Ice Eyes!"

Jin Ling roared angrily, and slashed at the light curtain with the long sword in his hand. At the same time, several people around him also struck at the light curtain with magical powers.

Boom boom boom!

There was another loud noise, but except for a few ripples, the light curtain barely moved at all.

He glanced at Jin Ling and others with a cold look, and then said to Bing Yu and others: "Ignore it, you can practice in peace."

Hearing this, Jin Ling became even more angry and yelled angrily: "Bitch, I will cut you into pieces today!"

Murderous intent flashed in his ice eyes.

"Senior, do you need me to shut him up?" Jin Lianzhi asked.

"No need." Bing Miao said coldly: "Let him live a little longer. Now is a rare opportunity to realize the power of the metal system by himself."

At this point, Bing Miao's tone was filled with murderous intent.

"When your husband wakes up, it won't be too late to kill him."

...

Looking at the scene inside the altar, and then thinking about the situation outside the isolation formation, Jinling's eyes were about to burst.

Jianling is the foundation of the Jianling Sect, but now it has been destroyed. The culprit is still plundering the treasures in the Jianling Sect's forbidden area inside the altar, but as the sect leader, he is powerless.

Thinking of this, Jinling was filled with hatred.

Although it is not known how many treasures there are in the altar, according to the ancestral records of the Jianling Sect, the forbidden altar has countless earth-level and mysterious-level magic weapons, and even some heaven-level and even Tao-level items.

But now, what Jin Ling and others saw were only four long swords still suspended in the formation eye, and they clearly sensed that three of them were high-grade heaven-level swords, and the center one was even more powerful.

It is an existence beyond the heavenly level.

"Blast me, break this light curtain and kill them." Jin Ling shouted angrily.

There was no need for him to give orders. Since they stepped here, the Dao Tribulation Realm monks from Jianling Sect have almost never stopped.

Couldn't they see that in addition to Bing Mu and Jin Lianzhi, the other four people were still refining the swords within the formation's eyes.

A high-grade heaven-level sword, and even a Tao-level sword. If the Jianling Sect could obtain this, they would even dare to challenge the top ten Immortal Sects.

"Bing Mou, you bitch, when I catch you, I will make you feel all kinds of humiliation and then slowly torture you to death."

"Jin Lianzhi, you are a rip-off, just like that bitch of yours, born to be rebellious. If I had known this, I should have killed you with one sword. Oh, by the way, you don't know yet, Jin Qingling is you

My biological mother had an affair with the Demon Sect and was personally killed by me."

"Bing Mou, there is something I forgot to tell you. As early as two years ago, I personally visited the Ice Soul Secret Realm. How you destroyed my Jianling Sect's mountain gate, I slaughtered your Ice Soul Secret Realm."

...

After bombarding the light curtain of the altar for half a day, seeing that it was still unable to shake the light curtain, Jin Ling was so angry that he could no longer care about his face and cursed at Bing Miao and Jin Lian.

He dared to use any obscene or extremely disgusting words, and he showed no trace of the expert demeanor of the master of the Immortal Sect. Even the two female cultivators beside him secretly despised him.

A faint murderous intention emanated from Jin Lian, and the eyes he looked at Jin Ling were full of cold murderous intent. He stood up, and the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and the fierce sword intent spread all over the sky. Jin Lian's feet moved, and he wanted to walk out of the formation.

Go. "Stop." Bingchen said suddenly.

Jin Lianzhi paused in his steps and looked at Bing Chen with cold eyes.

"Sit down." Bingchen said coldly.

After hesitating for a moment, Jin Lianzhi sat back on the formation eye again.

"With the remaining power of the five elements within the formation, if you step out of the formation rashly, you will definitely be seriously injured or even die." Bing Chen said coldly.

Jin Lian was startled.

Looking closely at Jin Lianzhi, Bingchen added: "If you leave the formation, the five elements will be incomplete and the balance will be broken, we will all be implicated."

Jin Lian was shocked, felt apologetic, and bowed to Bing Chen with clasped fists.

"Please forgive me, sir."

Bingchen's expression brightened slightly.

"The people outside have the right to bark like dogs and don't care what they do. Let him be arrogant for a while. Now this secret realm is broken. He can enter here along the space cracks of the teleportation array, but he can't get out again. The people outside, a I can't run away either." Bing Chen said with murderous intent.

Jin Lianzhi nodded.

...

For half a month, Jin Ling and others kept bombarding the formation light curtain, trying various methods, but they were unable to shake the light curtain at all.

Seeing that there was nothing they could do, the people of the Jianling Sect also began to think about quitting. Although Jinling was extremely unwilling to give up, he had to consider a long-term plan. Finally gritting his teeth, Jinling even prepared to go to other sects to invite help.

Yes!

When Jin Ling and others wanted to return to the outside world through the space crack through which they entered, they found that they could not find their way back!

Stepping into the space rift, you will find the vast void and pitch black.

One of the monks in the early stages of the Dao Tribulation was ordered to step into the outer void to find a way out. He accidentally hit a space crack and was instantly cut into pieces. He died not far from Jinling and others.

Seeing this scene, the people of Jianling Sect were so frightened that they no longer dared to enter the Void Crack rashly and quickly retreated into Jianling.

Everyone looked ugly, and most of them felt resentful towards Jinling.

In the next few months, the people from the Jianling Sect kept searching within Jianling, hoping to find a way out.

However, after he once again injured a monk in the early stage of the Dao Tribulation, he stopped and returned to the altar with a face ashen as death.

...

Nearly half a year later.

In the center of the altar, within the eye of the Five Elements Formation.

Yueyao, Qingyun, and Bingchen woke up from training one after another.

With the help of the spirit of the weapon, the three of them made another breakthrough.

At the end of the month, it is the late stage of Qingyun True Yuan and the peak of the late stage of Bingchen Pihai! And if a few people had not deliberately suppressed it, with the power of the Five Elements stored in the Five Elements Spiritual Formation, a few people could have used this to break through to the next realm in one fell swoop.

"Don't be anxious, let them wait a little longer."

Seeing Jin Lian's gaze, Bingchen smiled evilly and said.

Jin Lianzhi nodded,

To this day, she no longer has the urge to kill Jin Ling. At this time, Jin Lianzhi is not worried that Jin Ling and others will escape. As Bing Chen said, none of those people will be able to escape if they fall here. You can't escape, you just have to kill them earlier and later.

In the past six months, it can be described as a lot of torture for Jin Ling and others.

There were originally nine Daojie cultivators from the Jianling Sect who came to this Jianling Mausoleum. Two of them died while searching for a way out. Now there are only seven people left waiting outside the light curtain of the altar.

At the beginning, the people of Jianling Sect were full of confidence, and they consciously took care of Bing Mou and his party. However, as time went by, more than half of the people felt hesitant or even uneasy. Bing Mou's own strength was already weak. Stronger than Jinling, he holds a Dao-level defensive magic weapon and a special bead. He once easily killed his supreme sect master. Now he has a heaven-level high-grade sword. If he attacks with all his strength, the people of Jianling Sect will be defeated. I believe that my sect leader is definitely no match for him. Even one of them can stop three or four people on his side.

Jin Lianzhi has now broken through to the realm of Dao Tribulation. Coupled with his spiritually hidden body and the heaven-level high-grade sword he has now obtained, the people of the Jianling Sect speculate that he can also fight one against two.

As for Bingxian, the members of the Jianling Sect conservatively estimate that with its special wind attribute, it is more than enough to withstand a strong person in the early stage of the Dao Tribulation on their side.

These three people alone, given the current situation, can block everyone on their side, and on Bingmu's side, there are now two late-stage Zhenyuan masters with heaven-level high-grade swords, and a fifth-level formation mage Bing Yu! That's it!

It can be said that it is absolutely no problem for these three people to join forces and kill one of them in the early stage of the Dao Tribulation.

However, even so, the people of Jianling Sect underestimated the combat power of Bingchen's side. If they knew that everyone on Bingchen's side was now practicing Dao-level or above techniques, and there was an ice floating hidden in the Kunyu Pearl.

Inside, there is no guarantee that some of the nine members of the Jianling Sect will cause chaos.

"Boy, if you surrender to me, I may spare your life." Jin Ling looked at Bing Chen and shouted.

Bingchen smiled, but his expression was full of contempt.

"Jinling, if you kneel down and wait for death, when we come out of seclusion, I might be able to pity you and keep your body intact." Bingchen said in a cold voice.

"Huh!" Jin Ling snorted coldly: "You are stubborn, but I want to see how long you can hide."

Bingchen smiled coldly.

"Listen, people of the Jianling Sect, if you don't want to die, please seek refuge with me. Otherwise, the day I leave seclusion, you will lose your life." Bingchen mocked.

Hearing this, the eight Daojie cultivators from the Jianling Sect all glared at Bing Chen and responded with their magical powers.

"I'll give you time to think about it. You still have time before I come out of seclusion." Bing Chen mocked.

Too lazy to continue talking to the people of Jianling Sect, Bingchen closed his eyes again and started practicing by himself.

...

Another half year later.

One day, a mysterious light rose into the sky from the center of the altar, and then a giant sword appeared out of thin air, floating above the central formation.

Bingchen, Bingmu and others immediately opened their eyes and looked in the direction of Qi Yao, with expressions of shock on their faces.

But he saw Qi Yao slowly rising into the sky, with countless mysterious lights rotating at high speed around him. If he looked carefully, he could see that it was an almost transparent long sword, surrounding Qi Yao.
To be continued...