When the three spiritual swords formed a triangular force to surround the spiritual power group, the previous pillar of fire began to twist and rotate, and in an instant it was divided into three spiritual powers and rushed towards the three spiritual swords.

In an instant, the pillar of fire completely penetrated into three spiritual swords under the wrapping of countless tiny runes.

The three spiritual swords devoured the spiritual power of the pillar of fire, and the hilts of the swords were pulled each other, floating over the spiritual power ball like a three-blade dart and quickly rotated.

In an instant, a lotus contour shadow slowly formed in the spiritual power group.

Suddenly, a thunder blew fell from the sky.

Under the horrified eyes of the monks, the lightning was unbiased and just hit the three spirit swords that were spinning rapidly in the air.

Countless tiny thunder and lightning spread rapidly downwards.

There were crackling sounds, and all the tiny lightnings hit the spiritual power group.

"Sky Thunder Breaking Spirit? Are you really going to open the secret realm?" Zhuang Rufeng was shocked and suspicious.

Under the impact of lightning, countless runes flashed, and the lotus phantom in the spiritual power group became more condensed.

Just as the monks were looking forward to the lotus in the spiritual power group taking shape, it suddenly popped up unexpectedly.

On the left side of the spiritual power group, less than ten feet away, a spiritual power vortex emerged out of thin air as a space twisted.

A moment later, a silver figure flew out from inside.

As soon as the figure appeared, the spiritual vortex behind it quickly became smaller and disappeared.

The silver light dissipated, it was Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu was a little strange at this moment. His silver spiritual power was flowing constantly, his hair and eyebrows were both silver, and his silver eyes looked very strange.

Zhuang Yu stretched out his hands and looked at his palms, shook his hands several times, and then looked behind him with a complicated look on his face.

Then, he bowed deeply in one direction in the air.

As soon as he raised his head, the spiritual power group next to him had already fluctuated violently. At the same time, the three spiritual swords in the air beeped in a low voice and flew towards him.

Zhuang Yu looked at the three spiritual swords flying over, and there was no major change on his face. He just stretched out his hands and instantly made several spiritual techniques.

Together with the spiritual technique, three spiritual swords wrapped around Zhuang Yu's body and turned twice, then a shiver made his head excited.

This scared the monks below.

"Sir, who are you?"

The gloomy man wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Zhuang Yu's movements.

Zhuang Yu's face was calm, and he kept urging spiritual techniques, and spiritual power flew towards the spiritual power group like stars in the sky.

After the violently fluctuating spiritual power group touched Zhuang Yu's spiritual power, it began to fluctuate greatly, and the lotus phantom in the spiritual power group also quickly rotated.

"go!"

As soon as Zhuang Yu opened his mouth, five tiny sword shadows of golden, blue, red and brown flew out, and quickly dispersed and began to rotate around the spiritual power group.

The five spiritual swords were also absorbing the spiritual power from the spiritual power group, and the sword body became more condensed.

Seeing this, Zhuang Rufeng and others under the spiritual power group immediately activated several spiritual techniques with anxiety.

They all seem to be trying to contact the three artifacts.

The next moment, the three of them became panicked at the same time.

Zhuang Rufeng was fine, but he was a little anxious and kept saying something to the people behind him.

The young man with a dark robe and a gloomy face was different.

"Who are you? Return me to the sword spirit!"

The young man shouted angrily, and his spiritual power increased greatly.

As the spiritual technique in his hand changed, several tiny black black lights shot towards Zhuang Yu in the air like thunder.

The monks behind him also flashed all their spiritual power, obviously looking ready to take action at any time.

But before the few black lights touched Zhuang Yu, the spiritual power group next to them fluctuated, and a stream of spiritual power spiraled to block all the black lights.

Now, not only the young men, but everyone looked shocked.

"Everyone, the third level of prohibition is opened, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth will change drastically. You cannot enter the cultivation level without the spiritual wheel stage. I wish you can survive!"

Zhuang Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hands upwards.

The next moment, he suddenly shook down.

The five huge spiritual swords in the air that had been condensed into physical bodies hovered and slashed down towards the spiritual power group in a five-angle momentum.

The five sword shadows all shattered almost at the same time, and the spiritual power ball was like an eggshell, and five cracks quickly floated out.

"Click!"

A sound of rupture came out, and a huge lotus broke out from the spiritual power group. Five golden, blue, red and brown spiritual lines quickly entangled Zhuang Yu.

"Um!"

Zhuang Yu immediately let out a painful groan.

From his twisted facial features, it can be seen that he is suffering tremendous pain at this moment.

"The spiritual roots are peeled off, and the sword spirit is offering sacrifices!"

Zhuang Rufeng shouted out in dismay.

The other monks also looked over with surprise and swept over the spiritual consciousness in an instant.

At this moment, the spiritual power and spiritual veins in Zhuang Yu's body were slowly disappearing, and were stripped from the body by a force and then torn apart.

"I'll underestimate it!"

Zhuang Yu gritted his teeth, and three silver-shining pills flew into his mouth quickly.

The next moment, his silver light flashed and his face calmed down a lot.

After a while, Zhuang Yu felt that his spiritual consciousness began to be stripped out.

For a whole stick of incense, until Zhuang Yu's spiritual consciousness completely disappeared, he could no longer feel the existence of any spiritual power.

After a trace of silver light flashed, Zhuang Yu's eyes turned black and he fell straight from the air to the ground.

When he was about to fall to the ground, a spiritual power quickly dragged Zhuang Yu's body, and then he fell to the ground.

Zhuang Quanyu looked at Hu Xinyue next to him in surprise, shook his head, then looked up at the huge lotus in the sky.

The lotus has completely bloomed, with a total of nine petals. The five petals outside are obviously attributed to gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the four inside cannot see the spiritual power attributes.

At this moment, a crystal clear sword floated in the middle of the petals, and nine petals kept sending out spiritual power to wrap around the sword.

The group of monks below were all stubborn.

"No, where is the secret entrance?"

Zhuang Rufeng reacted first, and the other two monks led by him did not react slowly, as if they had thought of something one after another.

"Run quickly! The sacrifice has not ended, and people nearby may become sacrifices!"

Zhuang Rufeng shouted loudly, turned around, and his spiritual power was thriving.

The two leading monks over there did the same move almost at the same time.

The remaining monks were a little quick-witted and followed suit and did the same moves.

However, before they finished it, the spiritual flower in the sky shrank violently.

In an instant, flowers burst out like fireworks, and tiny colorful swords poured out like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)
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