Wuxin was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "You stinky brother, you really have such a big tone! Do you still want to save the people of Nanchui by yourself?"
Liang Yan also laughed: "It's not what I want, I just want to survive."
"okay."
Wu Xin waved her hand, with the smile still on her face, and she continued: "Since you have made up your mind, sister can't just be a spectator, so I will give you a ride."
As soon as she finished speaking, the witch formed a strange seal with her hands, and her true demon energy suddenly surged, turning into a purple feathered coat behind her.
As the color of this purple feather coat becomes brighter and brighter, the aura on Wu Xin's body is gradually weakening!
In just a few breaths, Wuxin's state reached the early stage of Jindan, and there was even a faint tendency to fall below it.
In contrast, the light on the purple feather coat behind her has illuminated this dark abyss like daylight. Liang Yan looked from the side and felt that Wu Xin was even brighter under this feather coat.
But it’s impossible!
"What are you doing!"
Liang Yan asked with a puzzled expression.
Wuxin smiled slightly and flew towards Liang Yan. She opened her feather coat and enveloped the two of them in it at the same time. Then she said softly: "The Yinglong Sword Formation has been surrounded by evil spirits under the Nine Netherworld. With your
If the cultivation base rushes in, I'm afraid that I'll be eaten by these evil spirits before I even get close to the sword formation."
After hearing this, Liang Yan felt enlightened and knew that the witch planned to use a secret method to send him away.
"But your cultivation level." Liang Yan stopped talking.
"My good brother, do you feel sorry for your sister?"
Wu Xin looked at Liang Yan, smiled sweetly and said: "Sister is not completely sure about dealing with these Nine Nether Demons. We can only try this demon secret method. The regression in cultivation is only temporary and can be restored in the future."
Liang Yan nodded silently after hearing this and said nothing more this time.
He knew in his heart that if this operation failed, his fate would be decided here, so there would be no need to talk about cultivation.
At this moment, the two of them fell silent in perfect agreement. Liang Yan stared closely at the trajectory of the Yinglong Sword Formation, as if waiting for the best opportunity.
In just one or two breaths, I suddenly heard Liang Yan shout:
"It's now!"
Without hesitation, Wu Xin formed a seal with her hands, and the purple feather coat wrapped the two of them, turning into a brilliant stream of light, cutting through the dark and chaotic space, and flew straight towards the sword array in mid-air.
As soon as they got close, many Nine Nether Demons seemed to smell the scent of meat and rushed towards them.
These evil ghosts are different from those Liang Yan has encountered before. They carry the unique resentment and karma of the underworld. Just being close to them makes his soul suffer.
Wu Xin's level dropped sharply at this moment, and her face turned a little pale. However, she did not flinch and still poured all her true demonic power into the purple feather coat.
Hagoromo's light is getting brighter and brighter, and in this dark space, it is like a small sun, emitting heat and light, resisting the countless evil ghosts around them.
Liang Yan leaned against Wu Xin, and could feel that her aura was getting weaker and weaker, and the golden elixir realm that could barely be maintained at first began to loosen.
It's like a piece of white paper has cracks, and it's difficult to restore it to its original appearance.
"How are you."
Although he knew he shouldn't speak at this time, Liang Yan still asked out of nowhere.
Wu Xin suddenly turned around, her smile was still as bright as before, and even more charming amidst the gorgeous purple light.
"Liang Yan, I can only send you here. The rest is up to you."
Wu Xin's red lips opened slightly, and her voice seemed far away but still close, with a hint of ethereal feeling in this endless dark space.
"That's right! If necessary, it's best to come back alive."
This was Wu Xin's last words. After saying this, the witch blinked at him, and then pushed with both hands, pushing Liang Yan away from the evil ghosts and falling straight into the Yinglong Sword Formation.
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Although Liang Yan was distracted for a moment just now, he recovered instantly after leaving Wu Xin Yu Yi.
There are no longer any Nine Nether Demons surrounding him, and his current location is in the Yinglong Sword Formation.
There are countless sword energy here. Not to mention a monk like him in the Juyuan Realm, even the thirty Golden Core monks outside who join the battle will probably be chopped to pieces in an instant!
Liang Yan also has fear in his heart, but at this moment, it is definitely not the time to retreat!
He took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand. The Black Lotus Sword Qi in the bones of his arm was already frantic and even wanted to break through his body and scatter outward.
"I never thought I would risk my life once!"
A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Liang Yan's mouth, and without any hesitation on his face, he turned directly into a ray of light and flew towards the formation eye he calculated.
Although there are countless sword energies in the sword formation, the most terrifying ones are the twelve black streams of light. Each stream of light only needs to be lightly sliced. Even if the golden elixir is at its peak, it will instantly destroy people!
As soon as Liang Yan started to move, the twelve black streams of light seemed to sense something, and they all turned around and pointed the sword tips at his location.
But Liang Yan had no intention of retreating, and still maintained his fastest escape technique, flying towards the direction of the formation eye, and shouted loudly at the same time:
"Senior Yinglong, if these twelve flying swords you left behind have sword spirits, you should know that this junior is your descendant. The purpose of risking your life to come here is to seal Gui Si again!"
He didn't know if there was any use in shouting, but after shouting, the Black Lotus Sword Qi on his right arm suddenly began to boil.
Countless trickle-like bumps appeared under the skin of his right arm, as if there were millions of reptiles stirring.
The heartbreaking pain came from the bones of his arm. Liang Yan gritted his teeth and endured it. The three spiritual powers in his body kept running, and his escape speed increased instead of decreasing!
At this moment, a muffled groan came, and his entire right arm suddenly exploded into blood mist, and countless black lotus sword energy erupted upwards, as if attracted by something, heading straight towards the twelve black streams of light.
Fly away.
Those black streams of light merged with the black lotus sword energy in Liang Yan's arm, and they seemed to be from the same sect, without any feeling of rejection.
At the same time, the original black light gradually extinguished, revealing what was inside, which turned out to be twelve simple flying swords with exactly the same style.
If any of these twelve flying swords were taken outside, I'm afraid it would trigger a wave of frenzy for fighting, but at this moment, it is just a murder weapon.
A chilling aura filled the entire sword formation, but all the flying swords were hidden and silent. The tip of the sword that was originally pointed at Liang Yan actually drooped slightly at this moment, as if showing respect and submission.
"It's done!"
Liang Yan was overjoyed. These flying swords were indeed from the same origin as the sword energy in his right arm. After absorbing the Black Lotus sword energy, they would never attack him again.
He didn't care that his right arm was completely destroyed and continued to move forward. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the center of the sword formation.
