Nine Turns Thunder Jue Chapter One Hundred Thirty Seven Ten Thousand Swords Bright Formation
"That is--"
Just as Ana Shen recovered from the huge changes in his body, he felt an inexplicable coldness. The moment he raised his head, there was only horror in his eyes.
That frost sword rainbow that penetrated the heaven and earth was actually held by Ling Shuang in his hand and swung throughout the world!
It was as shocking as if a child had captured a dragon... maybe even worse.
"...Is this the power of high-end cultivators in this world? If this move is not superficial... I'm afraid it is on par with Yuanying-level cultivators in previous lives, or even higher!" [
Nascent Soul Stage.
Perhaps no one in this world knows what this means... But if it were placed in the previous life, no matter who it was, everyone would understand the horror of these three words.
The Nascent Soul level is revered as the Supreme Immortal by several people in the mortal world, which is evident from this.
But Ling Shuang's strength really taught Shen Yan a lesson at this time... It turned out that Tianyuan's cultivation system and rules had already developed so completely.
The strength displayed by the opponent at this moment alone is enough to defeat the Nascent Soul level without defeat.
For the first time, Ana Shen saw the power of the world's most powerful people... It was terrifying, and it was enough to shock him to the point of becoming more powerful.
"...Is the righteous path of the Demon Sect so irreconcilable... If the other three are here to destroy this grand event, then there will definitely be a fight to the death!"
There was an uncertain light in Ana Shen's eyes... He was thinking about whether he should go or stay.
When strong men fight, even the slightest hint of momentum can crush them into ashes... If they stay here, there is no guarantee that they will be fine.
"...The technique practiced by the Demon Sect cultivator covered in blood mist is definitely the superior Demon Sect secret code! Except for the elder of Wanjian Sect, there is only one person present who can resist him..."
Although Ana Shen's cultivation level is low, his eyesight is still there.
He knew the terror of Yang Xuelian very clearly... If Ling Shuang was defeated, the situation would become clear immediately! Because Zhao Songchen and the young woman joined forces, they would definitely not be Yang Xuelian's opponent.
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The blood mist that filled the sky suddenly exploded, and Yang Xuelian's body was suddenly split into two... After using this soul-splitting technique, Yang Xuelian's eyes also showed a trace of deep exhaustion.
"Old Lingshuang...I want to see how you choose!"
The two Yang Xue Lian looked up to the sky and laughed with disdain. One of them suddenly attacked Zhao Songchen and the other two, while the other's body remained in place.
"Don't even think about it——"
Ling Shuang's eyes widened. How could he not understand... That Youlan was injured inexplicably? At this moment, in a two-on-three situation, he finally managed to gain the upper hand...
If Yang Xuelian is allowed to fight hard to injure one person, the situation will inevitably turn upside down again.[
Balance means that they have already lost... After all, the Demonic Sect and the Demon Sect do not need to use the Sky Platform to test many cultivators to select disciples, but they need...
If it keeps dragging on, the situation will only get worse.
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The blood-red mist was constantly billowing, and several skulls, as well as the waves of sinister wind, and the strange cries of the innocent souls... swept up and touched the frost-white sword light held up by the Lingshuang Tianshuang Sword. .
The frost flying rainbow is constantly circling in it like a giant dragon, tearing and hitting... But only the roaring sound can be heard, but it is difficult to shake the thousands of blood-red skulls...
Layers of ripples visible to the naked eye continued to ripple, which was clearly the spiritual energy of heaven and earth being stirred up by the two of them, surging like a wave...
And Ling Shuang also knew that she could not delay it any longer.
Yang Xuelian can use the soul-splitting method at the cost of soul damage, but Ling Shuang does not have such mysterious skills!
But the soul-splitting method cannot last long... The most important thing is to give up this initiative and prevent Yang Xuelian's clone from attacking Zhao Songchen.
"...I want to see who you save!!!"
Yang Xuelian seemed to have guessed Ling Shuang's movements. As he waved his hand... he saw thousands of skeletons gathering together in the sky, and then tightly trapping the Frost Sword Qi that was constantly struggling among them!
The rainbow-like sword energy was swallowed up bit by bit by the vicious energy and yin energy on the skeletons...
Yang Xuelian's eyes turned cold, and then his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist.
——
With a roar that shook the world, all the bloody skeletons exploded... In an instant, the entire world turned blood red.
The frost sword rainbow, with this violent vibration... finally dissipated quickly from beginning to end. And the countless bloody skulls also exploded into blood mist...
After the frost sword rainbow dissipated, several tiny crystal clear ice crystals fell from the sky... slowly floating between the sky and the earth.
Frosty white and blood red intertwined together, a strange but sad beauty that made everyone feel sorry for it.
"Who did you save???" Yang Xuelian sneered, his purpose of exchanging moves was to make Ling Shuang's sword rainbow disappear into nothing.
"The soul-destroying sound!"
A soul-destroying sound, the liver and intestines are broken, and the soul is scattered.
Yang Xuelian began to dance the Soul-Lost Flag in his hand, and strange syllables continued to come out one after another in the air... The syllables passed through the bloody mist and dark wind emitted by the Soul-Lost Flag, but turned into an indescribable and terrifying tune.
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"The soul-destroying sound—it's over...it's the soul-destroying sound!"
Bai Liao was originally watching the battle between the two parties with great interest... because just now it seemed that Ling Shuang and the others had clearly taken the advantage. Seeing that the situation was clear, who knew that Yang Xuelian was trying to turn the tables on his own.
"...Elder Lingshuang seems to be in a dilemma..."
There was a hint of worry in Mu Zhihan's beautiful eyes. She looked at the tiny ice crystals flying all over the sky after the frost sword rainbow shattered, and her red lips parted slightly.
The man in black next to her moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something... but immediately stopped his words. But the look in his eyes was still that Gujingbo.
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"What's going on here……"
"What's going on...it's so cold..."
At this moment, Mu Zhihan and other few female cultivators who were still awake discovered that the male cultivators around them had finally woken up.
No! To be precise, it was the ice crystals condensed after Ling Shuang's ice sword rainbow shattered and fell on their cheeks. The cold chill and sword intent finally woke them up.
"Look-"
Although everyone was very surprised, the scene finally became heated when someone noticed the sinister wind and blood mist in the sky and the gloomy face of Yang Xuelian.
On the soul-destroying flag, terrifying and stern faces were constantly revealed at this time, and countless innocent souls were also constantly wailing, trying to struggle out from the flag...
Almost in an instant, Ling Shuang had already made a decision——
"——Sword Spirit, Ten Thousand Swords Tongming Formation!"