Although the Taixuan and Yang formations are not powerful in attack, the combination of the trapping formation and the phantom formation means that any warrior whose strength is less than the power of twenty heavenly dragons will be greatly weakened if trapped in the formation, and cannot be broken at all.
With the formation blocked, only masters with the strength of twenty heavenly dragons or above can withstand the space confinement of Taixuan and Yang Formation, and use teleportation magical powers to escape.【】
Although the Black Ancient Demon Lord could barely break through the 100-meter space, under the influence of the illusion of Taixuan and Yang Formation, he couldn't tell the direction at all. After struggling for a long time, he was still spinning in place. Not only did he not escape smoothly, but
He fell deeper into the formation. And Xie Yan had known this for a long time, so he ignored him and freed up his hands to treat Lu Tianhua and others.
"Peng!"
The Ancient Black Demon Lord swung his sword with all his strength again, and the majestic sword energy struck the void with an earth-shattering explosion. The intense consumption caused his current strength to drop greatly, and the power of this sword was not even half of what it was before.
, the half-moon-shaped sword energy only flew less than fifty meters away, and was quickly crushed by the energy of Taixuan and Yang Formation.
Feeling the strong feeling of exhaustion coming from his empty Dantian, he immediately took out a top-grade elixir to replenish his true energy from his space bag and took it. As the medicine dissipated, powerful infuriating bursts soon followed.
Welling out from every acupuncture point in the body, the originally empty Dantian was once again filled with the majestic Martial Saint Qi.
Although there is no difference on the surface, the Black Ancient Demon Lord knows very well that the zhenqi supplemented by pills contains many impurities, and both the strength and toughness are far inferior to the zhenqi he has worked hard to cultivate.
, if this continues for a long time, it will definitely cause irreparable damage to Dantian. But he can no longer care about so much. Although he doesn't know why the master of this king-level formation has not shown up, but he must grasp it.
Take this opportunity to escape.
The continuous surge of true energy in his Dantian made the body of the Black Ancient Demon Lord full of power again. He without hesitation once again injected the majestic true energy into the long sword in his hand, and swung the sword in the air again. But right now
At this time, something unexpected happened to him. Just as the true energy in his body poured into the hilt of the sword through his hands, suddenly the silver-gray iron sword made a crisp sound, and a streak of hair appeared.
Need tiny cracks.
Ever since he was trapped in the Taixuan and Yang Formations, the Ancient Black Demon Lord had only been thinking about escaping, but he had forgotten that the long iron sword in his hand was just a first-class spiritual weapon. Although the power of the long iron sword was already
It is only close to the power of a heavenly dragon, but it is not a top-grade spiritual weapon after all. When the Black Ancient Demon Lord poured Qi into the iron sword without any restraint, its fate was already doomed.
When he saw a crack on the long sword, the Black Ancient Demon Lord immediately wanted to take back the true energy injected into the long sword, but at this time he woke up and it was already too late. When the first crack appeared,
immediately after
There was a burst of crackling sounds, and dense cracks like spiders appeared on the sword. Then the weapon spirit of the iron sword let out a helpless cry, and finally shattered into dozens of pieces with a loud sound.
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"Hei Ancient Demon Lord, I haven't seen you for twenty years. Are you okay?"
Just when the Black Ancient Demon Lord was lost in thought, a loud voice suddenly sounded from all directions.
"Who are you? Don't hide your head and tail if you have the ability. Let's decide the outcome in an upright manner!"
Hearing that Xie Yan had revealed his identity, the Ancient Black Demon Lord couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes could not help but reveal a violent and fierce light. Although he is the elder of the Demon Flame Sect, there are people who can recognize his true face.
Very rarely, he acted very low-key after joining the Yinhun Sect, just to hide his true origin.
Because he knew very well that what the Yin Hun Sect did would definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of the Zhou Zhengdao sect, and as the elder of the Yin Hun Sect, he would definitely bear the brunt, so he also secretly left a way out for himself. Once the Yin Hun Sect
Because he was destroyed because of his perverse behavior, he continued to
He continued to return to the Demon Flame Sect to become his Great Elder. But now that Xie Yan has revealed his identity, even if he successfully escapes, he will still be found. Unless he never returns to the Demon Flame Sect and completely separates from the Demon Flame Sect.
The door is broken, otherwise he can only be a lonely ghost.
"It's a ridiculous way to provoke generals. Do you, Hei Gu, deserve the word "upright and upright?"
A sneer came from Xie Yan in the void, and he naturally sneered at the little thought of the Black Ancient Demon Lord.
Naturally, the Black Ancient Demon Lord would not lose his mind because of Xie Yan's ridicule. After thinking about it, he arrogantly provoked: "I can't remember clearly what happened twenty years ago. I have killed and massacred people."
City, and also conveniently wiped out a few small families who didn't open their eyes. Are there any relatives of yours here? Since you want revenge, then don't hide your head and show your tail, let me send you down to reunite with your relatives!"
After finishing, the ancient black devil suddenly burst out laughing.
Originally, Xie Yan was planning to use Taixuan and Yang Formation to kill the Ancient Black Demon Lord, but after hearing the words of the Ancient Black Demon Lord, he felt very unwilling. It seemed that he was not relieved to kill him so easily. Back then,
The Black Ancient Demon Lord almost caused him to die before he left the army. The hatred of this arrow has been held in his heart for twenty years, and now he must use blood to wash it away.
Thinking of this, Xie Yan responded coldly: "You really don't know how to live or die. In this case, I will let you die. You understand that twenty years ago when you were slaughtering mortals to refine magic weapons, you were discovered by Zang Weiye, the leader of the Tianxing Sect, and then you were killed.
The one Zang Weiye was chasing was like a dog running away, do you still remember how you escaped in the end?"
The Black Ancient Demon Lord has not encountered many grievances in his life, but the incident of being chased by Zang Weiye twenty years ago left a particularly deep memory for him, because that time, if he had not used Xie Yan as a hostage to resist him at the last moment,
After killing Zang Weiye, I am afraid that he would have been killed by Zang Weiye long ago. Xie Yan deliberately mentioned this matter, which was probably a sharp stab in the wound in his heart.
As a master of the Martial Saint Realm of the Black Ancient Demon Lord, he would naturally not keep in mind the little Martial Sect Realm warrior he used to block the hostages against Zang Weiye. If Xie Yan hadn't mentioned this matter again,
He would never associate Xie Yan with the little warrior in the Wuzong realm. After all, only twenty years had passed, and no one could have imagined that Xie Yan's strength would rise to the terrifying level it is now.
realm.
"It turns out that you are the kid from the Wuzong Realm back then. I didn't expect that I didn't kill you at the beginning, but I actually made you a climate!"
Although the expression on the Black Ancient Demon Lord's face remained unchanged, his heart was shocked. If Xie Yan was really the warrior in the Wuzong realm back then, then his current achievements are really amazing. He was like an ant in front of him back then.
A warrior who has now cultivated to the peak of martial arts, and has a formation plate refined with a king-level formation to help him. If Xie Yan does not have the support of a powerful force behind him, I will not believe it if he is killed.
"That's right, it's me."
Xie Yan snorted coldly, and then immediately walked out of the invisible place and stood a hundred meters away from the Black Ancient Demon Lord, "I swore back then that one day I would avenge that arrow. Now you
The retribution is coming!"
"You actually dare to come out, go to hell!"
The Black Ancient Demon Lord did not believe that Xie Yan was a king-level formation master at all. He thought that he had used the power of the formation disk to set up the Taixuan and Yang formations. As long as he killed Xie Yan, the formations would naturally be lifted. So he did not
He kept motivating the general with words in order to induce Xie Yan to show up. When Xie Yan finally came out of his hiding place, he immediately mobilized all the energy in his body without hesitation and slapped Xie Yan hard.
Go up.
"The primary divine power of heaven level, the Yin Wind Fierce Yang Palm!"
Without hesitation, the Black Ancient Demon Lord used the most powerful trick in his life. This set of heaven-level magical powers and secret techniques, Yinfeng Lieyang Palm, was a technique he acquired after joining the Yinhun Sect a hundred years ago.
Although he has only cultivated to the state of great success, the power of a palm strike with all his strength exceeds the power of ten heavenly dragons.
When he thought about it, Xie Yan's cultivation was only at the peak of the Martial Lord realm, and he only had the strength of a heavenly dragon. Although the power of the Yin Feng Lie Yang Palm was mostly weakened by the suppression of the king level formation, the remaining power was still there.
It is enough to kill Xie Yan instantly. As soon as Xie Yan dies, the king-level formation will naturally be released. At that time, he will not only survive, but also get a king-level formation disk from Xie Yan's hand.
But his wishful thinking was wrong. Although he had imagined Xie Yan's strength high enough, he still underestimated Xie Yan's strength.
Looking at the terrifying giant palm that struck at that moment, Xie Yan didn't even blink. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and waved lightly towards the void. Sixteen black shields appeared in front of Xie Yan.
A steel wall formed in front of him, which was the top-grade spiritual weapon Black Iron Heavenly King Shield that he obtained from the Tianwu Treasure House.
Xie Yan has four high-grade spiritual weapons in his hands. The Black Iron Heavenly King Shield and Zhu Ting Sword were obtained by him in the Tianwu Treasure House. The Red Rainbow Sword was obtained by him after killing Chitang, a disciple of the Fire God Chi family. There is also a
This skull-shaped high-grade spiritual weapon was a magic weapon he obtained after killing Yin Li, a disciple of the Yinhun Sect, in the Taixuan Ruan Formation on the third floor of the Divine Ruins.
Of these four magic weapons, the Red Rainbow Sword has been recognized by Xie Yan as the master, and the skull-shaped magic weapon is a magic weapon that has been sealed by Xie Yan. The remaining Black Iron Heavenly King Shield and Zhu Ting Sword are sleeping in the Tianwu Treasure House.
One hundred thousand years later, its weapon spirit has already become extremely weak, so it was unable to exert much strength before. Even outside Baiyun City, it could not even block Soul Thirty-five's blood soul arrow.
Xie Yan spent twenty years in the Divine Relics, and his weapon refining skills were successfully promoted to the level of a master-level weapon refiner. So he used the many treasures in the Divine Relics to refining the Black Iron Heavenly King Shield and Zhu Ting Sword, and regained his spiritual wisdom.
The two high-grade spiritual weapons were naturally grateful to Xie Yan, and they took the initiative to become Xie Yan's followers...