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Chapter 231

Lin Feifeng's eyes flashed with coldness after hearing this. At this time, she understood why Zhao Gao had so much courage to face so many golden immortal masters. It was not because of anything else, but because he had helpers.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, you have to be careful." Lin Feifeng thought for a moment and did not ask Yang Guang to kill the people hiding in the darkness, but reminded all the immortals to be careful.

However, Yang Guang himself was not worried. Divine light shot out from his intelligent eyes, trying to see through everything in front of him, find loopholes in it, and break through the formation as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Yang Guang still thinks too highly of himself. How mysterious the Dutian Shensha Formation is, he can see it eagerly. Only by holding the sun and moon in his hands, yin and yang appear, covering the surrounding space.

Hold the surrounding space in your hands, and use the black and white sword energy in your hands to either turn into a millstone to wipe out the evil spirit of the demon god, or turn into a shield to block the invisible and shadowless thunder of the gods of chaos around you.

"Zhang Daoyou, be careful."

Suddenly, Yang Guang's expression changed. He looked at the corner in the distance, and a blood-red sword light came towards him. The Taoist named Zhang from the Wuliang Sword Sect obviously did not expect that the enemy would target him, and he did not check anyone.

There was a sharp pain, blood spurted out, and he was killed by a sword.

He couldn't help but let out a scream.

The demon god in the void, his eyes burst out with fierce light, and he smashed with a huge fist. The void shook, ripples rippled, earth, fire, fire and wind swept in. The aura of chaos enveloped the surrounding void, and Taoist surnamed Zhang was involved.

Among them, it turned into fly ash in an instant.

In less than half an hour, two Golden Immortal masters from the Wuliang Sword Sect had already died. Plus Yang Guang on the scene, there were only five Golden Immortal masters, so the pressure increased a lot.

As the two golden immortal masters were killed, the evil spirit in the formation increased again. The Dutian Shen Sha Formation absorbed the murderous energy and evil spirit between heaven and earth. The more people died, the more powerful the formation became.

Even the death of hundreds of mortals is not worth one Golden Immortal master. Now two Golden Immortal masters have died in succession. This is just the demon god Houtu. There are also eleven demon gods such as Di Jiang and Gonggong.

I don’t know how many masters died at the hands of the demon god, and the power of the great formation increased again.

The Demon God roared, and under Yang Guang's horrified eyes, Teng She, who had been killed by the Qingping Sword, was resurrected again. Not only that, there were seven more hands behind the Demon God, and each hand had various weapons, or for

The knife, either a sword or a holding seal, is surrounded by evil spirits. These evil spirits are condensed into various divine patterns, and the divine patterns are filled with a violent atmosphere.

"No, hide quickly." Yang Guangda shouted loudly.

With bursts of crackling thoughts, the evil energy rioted in the void, and various divine patterns intertwined. It hit the immortals, and the power of the formation instantly increased a lot.

Yang Guang didn't care much at this time. His body turned into streaks of rainbow light and circled in the void. He had never seen such a formation before. In the violent aura, he felt a dangerous wave.

The aura enveloped him, and he could only run away.

But next to them, there were bursts of screams. Yang Guang hid, but the other members of the Wuliang Sword Sect did not have such good luck. There were bursts of screams, and the formation turned into chaos.

, water, fire and wind raged across hundreds of feet.

Just when Yang Guang was worried, a sword light rippled, and green lotus flowers rushed out from the chaos. The sword energy spanned three thousand miles and killed the demon.

The Demon God let out a roar, and in the sword energy, the seven big hands behind him were cut off by the sword energy, and turned into evil energy and disappeared into the formation again. The Demon God's eyes were flashing with anger, and he stared at the space.

Lin Feifeng was dressed in a green Taoist robe, holding a Qingping sword in her hand, standing above the clouds, her face pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were shining with light.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, our estimate was wrong. There are other masters here. We can't withstand the Dutian Shensha Formation. The Golden Immortal masters can't penetrate the power of the law. Let's go!" Lin Feifeng looked at Yang Guang and said, "Wait a minute.

Next, I will forcefully use the Qingping Sword to break open a corner of the formation, and you can escape directly!"

"Are you injured?" Yang Guang looked at the woman in front of him. She was slightly plump, and her whole body was filled with an alluring aura. However, at this time, her magic power was chaotic and fluctuating. It was obvious that she had been seriously injured by the blow just now.

"Let's go!" Lin Feifeng took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that the headmaster of Wuliang Sword Sect would die here after entering. I am really unworthy of my master."

With that, he let out a long roar and slashed the Qingping Sword on the large formation. The large formation shook, and the evil energy swept across, quickly eliminating the sword light completely.

Lin Feifeng slashed out with a sword, her face turned pale, and the Qingping sword in her hand fell. Her delicate body fell on the clouds, and the auspicious clouds under her feet seemed to be scattered.

"If you can't do it, I'll do it." Yang Guang swayed and came from the void. Before Lin Feifeng could react, the Qingping Sword in her hand fell into Yang Guang's hand, and she herself fell into Yang Guang's arms, holding Liu's waist with one big hand.

, and then saw streaks of crimson sword energy coming out, shrouding the demon within.

"Zhuxian Sword Qi, how can you know the magical power of my interception?" Lin Feifeng's eyes widened, her red mouth opened, looking very attractive, she forgot her current appearance, her whole delicate body was leaning on Yang Guang

.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Lin, I know a lot more." The Qingping Sword in Yang Guang's hand flashed, and all kinds of sword energy came through the air. The sword energy was very powerful, making a roar and slashing at the devil.

On the body.

"This is the Invisible Shadowless Sword taught by the people, the Haoran Righteous Qi Sword, the True Martial Demonic Sword... How many types of sword Qi do you know?" Lin Feifeng opened her eyes wide and looked at Yang Guang.

"The most powerful swordsmanship is not these swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship taught by Chan. When I swing my sword, how much you can understand depends on your luck." Yang Guang took a deep breath, his eyes

There was a look of indifference in his heart, his face was cold and ruthless, and the Qingping Sword in his hand slowly slashed out.

The sword fell very slowly, but when it fell, it seemed as if a gap was opened in the void. The gap became wider and wider, and the powerful evil spirit was forcibly separated on both sides. The originally dark area was faintly clear and turbid, as if it had been opened for the first time.

Just like Hongmeng. It was Yang Guang who observed the magical power created by Pangu to open up the world - distinguishing the clear from the turbid with one sword.

The demon god on the opposite side seemed to be aware of the danger. He made a shrill sound, punched with both fists one after another, and struck at Qingping Sword fiercely.

Unfortunately, in front of this sword, there was no resistance at all. The innate immortal light from the Qingping Sword flew out, circled around the demon, and then fell into the hands of the Qingping Sword again.

The sword light disappeared, and the Houtu Demon God, who was about ten thousand feet high, let out a shrill scream, and the evil energy on his body instantly exploded, forming a storm that shook the two of them. Even the clouds could not be controlled, and they supported each other.

Rolling in the strong wind.


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