Mo Wen felt that his thoughts were magnified countless times, and the restricted operations of all the sword formations in the entire Xinyan Sect were nakedly displayed in his mind, whether it was the main formation Xuantiankan Shuiwanhua Sword Formation or the various affiliated formations attached to the main formation.
There is no mystery in the large or small forbidden formations in front of him.
"It turns out that I am really on top of the main peak."
Mo Wen, who had the entire Yunxia Mountain in his eyes, knew that he was at the main peak of the Xinyan Sect. The main peak was surrounded by the seven tallest peaks, which were the locations of the seven auxiliary halls that guarded the main hall.
Suddenly, Mo Wen's mind moved, and all his thoughts were directed toward a valley near the main peak.
At the entrance of the valley, a group of spirit sword masters were taking turns bombarding the talisman barrier at the entrance of the valley. Not far away, Yuan Qiuyue of the Heart Sword Sect was persuading Zhou Qingshu.
"Shangzong! Time is running out, we must leave, otherwise we will not be able to get out of the swamp before it is closed!"
"Shut up!" Zhou Qingshu yelled angrily, his face twisted with extreme anger: "Death! They must die! That woman! And that bastard! They all must die! They must die!"
"Shangzong, there are many opportunities to save their lives outside. The most important thing now is that we must leave the swamp before the swamp is blocked again, otherwise we will definitely die if the main mountain guarding formation is re-activated!" Yuan Qiuyue said urgently.
"You don't need to tell me! I know very well! There are still five days before the swamp is closed! As long as we use the Qi Spirit Control Sword Talisman, we can get out of the swamp in just three days! All you need to do now is to break this for me.
Talisman array! Catch all those rats and cut them into pieces!" Zhou Qingshu looked furious, as if he had some kind of blood feud with the people in the valley.
The major disciples of the Sword Sect stood aside and watched this scene with cold eyes, as if they were watching a monkey show. In their hearts, they felt nothing but contempt for this dude from the Shang Sect.
At this moment, these disciples are obviously not as glamorous as before. They all have traces of fierce battles on their bodies, and a few of them are even obviously seriously injured.
The leaders of the major sword sects quietly gathered together and talked in low voices.
"Are we really going to train him here to go crazy? That young man is a genuine disciple of the Mojian Sect!" A Spirit Sword Master with perfect swordsmanship said worriedly.
"Zhou Qingshu is not afraid of Mo Jianmen's revenge. No one from our sect dares to deal with Mo Jianmen for sure!"
"Actually, there is no need to worry so much. It is normal for people to die in this misty swamp. As long as we don't tell them, it will be an unsolved case. Even if Mo Jianmen wants to investigate, there will be no way to investigate."
"You're talking lightly. A hundred years ago, there was a Sword Sect in the Jin Kingdom who thought the same way. He thought he was doing a very clean job, but not long after, people from the Mo Jian Sect came to the door and destroyed the entire Jian Sect.
I still don’t know how the news came out.”
"It is said that the Mo Jian Sect has a soul seal method. Every disciple of the Mo Jian Sect will imprint a ray of his own soul seal on the soul stone. When something unexpected happens to the disciple, the soul stone will warn the people of the Mo Jian Sect.
Then we can use secret methods to deduce the natal soul seal and restore the scene before the disciple was killed. This rumor is too nonsense, and I don’t know whether it is true or not."
"This kind of thing is rather believable. The Mo Jian Sect is too mysterious. The history of the founding of the sect can be said to be very long, and can be traced back to thousands of years ago. Over the course of a thousand years, the sword sects in the Four Kingdoms Spirit Sword Masters world changed one after another.
But Mo Jian Sect has always stood firm. We cannot provoke such a sect."
"But what should we do now? Zhou Qingshu was determined to kill the other party. Afterwards, he slapped his butt and left. We will bear all the anger of Mo Jianmen."
"Hey! How unlucky! Why did our generation meet such a top-notch person? What nonsense are you looking for in the Dayan Divine Sword Art! In the end, the sword art was not found, but it wasted so much time for us. This trial in the mist swamp
I’m afraid our generation has gained the least from training in history.”
"The most people died." One of the Sword Sect disciples said leisurely, it was Mu Yixuan, the perfect sword master who once had a relationship with Mo Wen.
"And...more people will die." Wan Zhongyi snorted coldly and looked at a dozen figures not far away who looked even more embarrassed.
The other Sword Sect disciples looked at each other and understood each other tacitly. The final fate of these casual cultivators and small sect spirit sword masters has been decided...
In the valley.
"Luo Jianyou, how long can you last?"
Li Qiushui asked Luo Yi, who was presiding over the array. Her face was a little abnormally pale and her breath was slightly disordered. It was obvious that the hidden injury on her body had not healed.
Luo Yi sat cross-legged at the entrance of the valley, with an array disk placed flat in front of him. A thick dark blue light curtain was released from the array disk to firmly seal the entrance of the valley, but from the inside, one could see that the outer layer of the light curtain was continuously
Violent shaking.
"Don't worry, Miss Li. Our Evergreen Metamorphosis Sword Formation is a second-level mid-level defensive sword formation. As long as Jian Gang doesn't come in person, it is impossible for the Sword Meridian Stage Spirit Sword Masters to break it no matter how many there are. However, I have prepared two
There are only these three wood-attribute spiritual stones. Under an attack of this intensity, you can probably sustain it for a day before your spiritual power is exhausted."
"One day? Can it only last one day?" Yueying asked unwillingly.
"This is still a conservative estimate. If they increase the intensity of their attack, it may not take a day." Luo Yi said with a bitter smile.
"This mad dog named Zhou is biting us and won't let go. Doesn't he know that the swamp is about to be closed? He wants everyone to be buried with him?" Yueying cursed.
"Okay, Xiaoyue, go check on Swordsman Ouyang's injury." Li Qiushui said to Yueying.
"Senior sister, I don't want to go." Yueying pouted.
"Xiaoyue, we were able to escape from their encirclement this time thanks to the swordsman Ouyang who sacrificed his life to save you. He was hit by the sword to save you. A person must know how to repay kindness."
"Yes, senior sister, isn't it okay if I go?"
Yueying reluctantly walked towards the back of the valley. At this moment, a disciple of the Yujian Sect rushed over.
"Senior Sister! Junior Sister Liu is dying!"
"What?" Li Qiushui's expression changed and he quickly followed the disciple towards the inside of the valley.
A spirit sword master who was good at healing wounds took his hand away from the forehead of a delicate woman, shook his head at Li Qiushui, and said softly: "The Yuanling has dispersed."
"Sister! Let's go out and fight with them!"
"Those people bully others too much! What's wrong with the Xingge Sword Sect? We have one head and two hands, we can fight for one!"
This time, there were more than a dozen spirit sword masters who were good at forbidden formations who came in with the Yu Jian Sect. These spirit sword masters were all casual cultivators recruited by the Yu Jian Sect. This sudden encounter with Zhou Qingshu and his party caused a conflict, which was enough.
Four or five people died on the spot without escaping. The hatred towards Zhou Qingshu and those people can be said to have reached its peak!
Li Qiushui's face was as cold as frost, and he did not persuade or comfort the angry people.
"boom!"
A loud noise suddenly came from the mouth of the valley, and obvious vibrations were felt throughout the valley.
"What happened?"
Everyone hurried to the entrance of the valley, only to see that the light curtain shrouding the entrance of the valley was shaking, and the steep slopes at both ends of the valley were covered with earth and rocks falling off.
"They have stepped up their attack! It was a second-level sword talisman just now!" Luo Yi explained, making hand seals with both hands to activate the formation disk and maintain the stability of the light curtain.
"Miss Li! We must find a way quickly, the sword formation cannot last for a day if this continues!"
Li Qiushui's face darkened slightly, and there was some struggle in his eyes, as if he had made some decision in the end.
"Gather everyone together!"
Half a quarter of an hour later, a total of twelve spirit sword masters, including Yueying Ouyang Lin, all gathered in front of Li Qiushui.
"Everyone knows that this time we brought five Tiangang Pills from the side hall, and those people outside can't let us go. Now we can only fight with our last resort!" Li Qiushui glanced at everyone seriously: "So, I decided, everyone
A person takes a Shenglong Qi Pill!"
"What?"
Everyone had shocked expressions on their faces, including several Yue Ying and other disciples of the Sword Sect.
"Senior sister! How could..."
Yueying said anxiously. However, she was interrupted by Li Qiushui just as she opened her mouth. She glanced at everyone: "I will not force this matter. Everyone has seen the current situation. The enemy is powerful. Once the sword formation is broken, we will be welcomed.
There is only one way to die! Of course, everyone can rest assured that the Shenglong Qi Transformation Pill you take will be spent from my Yujian Sect’s share and will not consume everyone’s share.”
This time, most people showed signs of excitement. The Shenglong Qi Transformation Pill is a first-class super spiritual elixir, and it is an extremely rare ancient elixir. Several materials have become extinct in the world. This time they were there
In the side hall, several bottles of well-sealed Shenglong Qi Pills were found, with a total of thirty-nine pills. Naturally, the Yujian Sect took up the majority of these thirty-nine pills and divided them into half. The other half was evenly distributed, and those
Rogue cultivators don't get much in their hands.
The effect of this elixir can be said to be ingenious. No matter what level a spiritual swordsman in the Sword Meridian stage is, as long as he takes this elixir, he can improve his cultivation to a higher level! In other words, a spiritual swordsman in the late Sword Meridian stage can improve his cultivation to a higher level!
A swordsman who takes this elixir can immediately become a sword-merged Dzogchen spiritual swordsman!
Of course, the side effects of this elixir are inevitable. Any spirit sword master who takes this elixir will not be able to advance within fifty years. This extremely harsh side effect directly blocks the thoughts of many spirit sword masters. Generally, as long as
I have some confidence in my own talent, but I don't want to take this path. After all, I can do a lot of things in fifty years. If I give up fifty years in order to break through a small realm in a short time, I will encounter a bottleneck and hopeless promotion to the spiritual sword.
Master, no one wants to take it.
"I'll eat it!" A mid-level sword master said fiercely.
"Count me in! Damn it, isn't it just fifty years? When I reach the late stage of Sword Vein, I will definitely teach those grandsons outside!" Another Spirit Sword Master shouted.
Soon, all the casual cultivators stood up, eight of them in total!
"Count me in too."
With a cold voice, a thin young man walked out.
"Swordsman Ouyang! You have reached the peak of the late stage of Sword Meridian. You are just around the corner to reach perfection. You can't..." Li Qiushui hurriedly dissuaded him. Such a talented person would be completely disabled once he takes the Shenglong Qi Transformation Pill.