This Sword Master's birthday was a gathering of great significance. Almost all the young people in the cultivation world came, except for a few people whose whereabouts were mysterious and did not show up.
Among the ten sects in the world of cultivation, Saint Meng Bingxue from the Ethereal Palace is the most prominent. Of course, Jun Nitian is also recognized as the most powerful by everyone. There are also Shangguan Fei, Gui Po, Feng Wanli and Shenfeng Hall from Shenfeng Hall.
Wan Luohai in the hall, except for those outstanding true disciples of the ten sects who were killed by Jun Nitian like Zhang Yan, most of the elites came.
In addition, true disciples from some first-rate and second-rate sects also arrived one after another.
Many young heroes gathered in front of the Zi Ao Tong Tian Staircase as soon as they arrived. Listening to the latter's introduction, Jun Ni Tian clearly knew about the young masters of the cultivation world.
"Gui Po, this is Shushan, not your Huangquan River, and I'm not as arrogant as you are. I think you'd better get out of here to save yourself the embarrassment here."
While Jun Nitian was talking to Hou Yi, Shangguan Fei was already quarreling with Gui Po. The two seemed to have a grudge, and they became very angry when facing each other.
"Hmph, this is not your Divine Sword Hall. With your cultivation achieved through taking medicine, you still dare to be arrogant in front of me. I think it's better for you to get out of here and save yourself from embarrassment during the war. Oh! By the way,
I seem to have heard that you were severely wounded by Jun Nitian on the battlefield outside the territory. If it weren't for your father, you would probably still be alive today. Haha, for someone like you who relies on your father, you are worthy of congratulations. It's just too much.
Shushan is smeared." Gui Po retorted, his face full of ridicule, Shangguan Fei spoke directly.
That battle on the battlefield outside the territory was the first time Shangguan Fei turned pale in his life. It was simply a nightmare in Shangguan Fei's heart. At this moment, the ghost brought it up, which really angered him.
"Even if my cultivation level is gained by taking medicine, it is better than your cultivation level of killing living beings and robbing others. Today I will do justice for heaven and kill you little brat." Shangguan Fei was furious, and seven rays of sword light shot out from behind him.
And out, they lined up in a row above his head, emitting a dazzling light that was eye-catching.
Jun Nitian was shocked. These seven swords were all at the level of top-grade immortal weapons. What a great feat. Combined, these seven swords were probably as powerful as some low-level top-grade fairy weapons. No wonder this guy was so imposing.
Absolutely, it turns out there is such a magic weapon.
"Seven Swords? No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that your father gave you the imitation Seven Swords. Do you think you can defeat me like this? I will let you see what is powerful." Gui Po saw this.
Shangguan Fei showed his seven swords and sneered immediately. A dark ghost mist rose from his body and gathered into a gloomy grimace on top of his head. If he looked closely, the grimace seemed to be real. He screamed and screamed.
People look intimidated.
"Evil Soul Banner! You are so brave. Although this thing is a top-grade immortal weapon, it requires millions of souls to move it. You are indeed a big devil. You actually killed millions of souls to sacrifice and refine this evil thing. Today you said
I will do whatever it takes to do justice for God."
When Shangguan Fei saw the grimace on Gui Po's head, he became frightened and angry.
Some of the righteous disciples on the field also had serious expressions. Apparently they did not expect that the ghosts were so cruel and killed millions of living beings in order to increase their strength. Although mortals were like ants in front of cultivators, no one slaughtered them like the ghosts.
Millions of mortals, even if someone does this, will keep a low profile, and it is impossible for them to dare to show it in front of everyone like ghosts.
Even some demon disciples can't stand the ghost's behavior.
"What a ghost. He really makes people angry. Such people will not live long." The latter one also said with a deep expression.
"Hmph, cultivators are just going against heaven, so killing some mortals doesn't matter." Jun Nitian on the side snorted coldly after hearing this.
When the latter heard this, he smiled bitterly and thought to himself that he had forgotten that this evil star was still around. Compared with ghosts, this dear man would kill more easily.
"However, even if you want to sacrifice the evil soul banner, you can still kill some cultivators. There is no need to kill those mortals who have no power to restrain the chicken. It is really embarrassing. Such people do not live long. If I meet him outside, I will
Kill him." Jun Nitian then snorted coldly.
Hou Yi and Jian Wuxin were shocked when they heard this. What kind of scene would it be like to massacre cultivators and massacre millions of cultivators? It is estimated that only an evil star like Jun Nitian could do it. The two looked at each other and both looked at each other.
Feeling chilly.
While Jun Nitian was speaking, the angry Shangguan Fei had already flown his seven swords in unison, heading towards the ghosts to kill him. It was worthy of being called the Seven Swords. Even the seven imitation Seven Swords should not be underestimated. The combined power is truly astonishing.
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The seven sword lights are like seven bright rivers of light, rushing away with magnificent momentum.
These seven swords form a formation space of their own, forming a killing formation when facing the enemy, adding a bit of power. The killing formation covers hundreds of miles around the ghost, the situation changes, and the momentum is astonishing.
In the killing array, countless sword lights shined and fired continuously.
Boom boom boom...
Only the sound of explosions was heard one after another, and the entire killing array was filled with brilliance.
The surrounding cultivators who were watching the battle kept moving out of the way. The power of these seven swords was extraordinary, especially now that Shangguan Fei's strength had reached the peak of the third level of heaven, and when he exerted it, he had the power of the fourth level of heaven.
However, the ghost enveloped by the killing array didn't seem to have much fear. He was extremely calm, and the ghostly face above his head turned into a layer of ghost mist, protecting him from being attacked by the sword energy.
"Shangguan Fei, do you have this little strength? Let's see how I can break your killing formation... all ghosts and souls will be destroyed!" The ghost shouted coldly, and his whole body merged into a black ghost flag. It was that
Evil spirit banner.
Different from the righteous path of cultivating the spirit, the demonic path of cultivating the body, and the ghost path of cultivating the soul, practitioners of the ghost path specialize in cultivating their own souls. They can turn the soul into a spirit and integrate it with the magic weapon to exert the full power of the magic weapon.
No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it still depends on whose hands it is used. In the hands of those immortal monarchs, high-grade immortal weapons are earth-shattering, but in the hands of Shangguan Fei, they are unable to exert their true power.
However, this method of integrating ghosts into the Evil Soul Banner can bring out most of the Evil Soul Banner's power.
I saw that the evil soul flag suddenly burst out with bright black light after the ghosts merged into it, as dazzling as a black sun, melting all the sword energy around it.
The endless ghost mist rolled and surged towards Shangguan Fei, rushing like a black river with an astonishing momentum.
Everyone outside the arena was afraid of harming Chi Yu, so they dodged one by one. Even some practitioners with low cultivation levels directly emitted protective light to block the erosion of the ghost mist.
Jun Nitian and the other three were also standing on a steep cliff, watching the battle below.