The formation fluctuates violently, especially when the Skyhorn Sword, which has been refining spirits ten times, pierced the Xiongcheng formation. With the shining of the silver light, the formation became more distorted, and even the entire formation was hidden. It shook, although it did not collapse, but it lost a lot of the spiritual power of the formation.
At the same time, the ancestors of the Second Spirit and Blood Sect, the golden core, and a large number of foundation-building people, surrounded the formation with all their strength and continued to roar.
Bai Xiaochun was anxious, and he rushed out at this moment, constantly releasing his own blood energy, so that the blood stream sect's cultivator, one by one, always maintained the peak strength, and the iron eggs on the side were also angry. When they raised their heads and roared, the breath of the king beast spread. , Countless beasts were crazy, rushing into the formation.
The demon head, the corpse refining, the blood sword, the purple cauldron, all these... make the entire battlefield directly reach the most intense level, especially... the sky roars, the ninth mountain of the Lingxi Sect... After suddenly descending, the earth trembled and the mountains appeared. Shattered!
The blood cloud spread even more, as if pervasive, directly rendering the mountain range and the male city red, and behind the male city, the remaining power of the Danxi Sect also exploded with full force, constantly attacking the formation. The Xuanxi Sect was attacked before and after, the entire mountain range was collapsing, and the formation method appeared again... Shrink!
It seems that if you don't shrink, you won't be able to persist at all, you can only reduce the scope for stability.
"Xuanxi Sect... You don't need to wait for your background to come out first, but the old man wants to see if you can continue to bury the background with the power of my Blood Brook Sect!" The ancestor of the Blood Brook Sect looked gloomy. Bai Xiaochun's life and death crisis made him very nervous and even more angry.
As the only cultivator of Yuanying Great Perfection in the Blood Stream Sect, his anger and those who can bear it are the only ancestors of the Lingxi Sect and the Scarlet Soul ancestor of the Xuanxi Sect.
The three of them are Yuan Ying Dzogchen, much stronger than other Yuan Ying monks.
At this moment, the ancestor of the blood stream sect pinched his right hand, pointed towards the sky, and suddenly spoke, his voice roared like thunder.
"Blood Creek Night Puppet!"
Almost at the moment when the ancestor of the Blood Stream Sect spoke, suddenly, the entire sky roared, and a red lightning appeared out of thin air, piercing the sky, as if tore a gap in the void, revealing a... weird scarecrow inside!
There was Jiejie’s laughter from the sky. This scarecrow with an evil smile, with an inexplicable red light in his eyes, holding a piece of human skin and a steel scale in each of his hands. The shocking coercion spread suddenly and descended on the whole earth.
The mere coercion immediately caused Xiongcheng's formation to tremble strongly, as if it could not bear it and was about to collapse.
The cultivators of the Blood Stream Sect all took a deep breath, and their eyes showed a glow of excitement. That is exactly the power of their Blood Stream Sect's... !
The foundation, the root of a sect!
Lightning roared, the whole sky at this moment, countless red thunders, when a series of red thunders passed by, the scarecrow disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was outside the heroic formation, his right hand was raised, the steelyard was in its hands, and it zoomed infinitely. At that moment, there was a phantom in the weighing pan.
Take a closer look at this phantom, it turned out to be the epitome of the entire mountain range and the city on this earth!
At the same time, the weighing mound moves along the weighing pole, as if it is being adjusted, as if to weigh... the weight of this mountain, this majestic city!
The ground trembled, the mountains collapsed, the city shook, and the formation showed signs of fragmentation. It seemed that there was really a big scale, weighing the city!
Once the weighing is over, it seems that the entire mountainous city will be wiped out in an instant!
Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, watching this scene, watching the weird scarecrow, watching the trembling Xiongcheng mountain range, he suddenly realized that compared with these treasures, I am afraid that even the ancestors are insignificant.
"This is the background... Then what is the background of my Lingxi Sect?" When Bai Xiaochun's heart trembled, all the ancestors in the Xuanxi Sect looked solemn, and the red soul ancestor flashed his eyes and suddenly raised his right hand. Slapped to the ground fiercely.
With a bang, the earth trembled, countless broken stones were shaken up, and an altar, amidst this shaking, rose from the square in the center of Xiongcheng!
"Tianzunxiang!" The Red Soul ancestor roared, and as the roar echoed, a piece of...the size of a thumb...black incense suddenly appeared in the rising altar!
This incense carries the vicissitudes of life, and has a sense of endless years, as if it has existed for too long, and it is obvious that it has been used several times, and now there is not much left...
After appearing, it burned on its own, releasing a trace of blue smoke, penetrating the formation, and went straight to the sky. In mid-air, this smoke actually outlined an illusory figure!
As soon as this figure appeared, the scarecrow's red eyes were fierce and intense, and he immediately looked over. Almost the moment it saw it, the figure suddenly became solid and turned into a monk!
This monk, who looked like a middle-aged man, wore a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown. His whole person was immortal and elegant, and there was a breath of dust and elegance, which was clearly emitted from his body. At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened and closed. After the essence of light appeared, the aura on his body exploded directly, as if it was faintly fused with this piece of heaven and earth, causing the blood cloud in the sky to roll, and even the ninth mountain was slightly shaken.
Especially under the finger of the middle-aged monk, the world was distorted, and the scale in the scarecrow's hand burst open with a bang, making the weighing impossible to continue. This scene shocked everyone.
"The power of heaven and human!!" The ancestor of the Lingxi Sect had brilliant eyes in his eyes. He knew that the power of the Xuanxi Sect had always been extraordinary. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, Lenovo's previous rumors immediately understood it.
Bai Xiaochun's heart was shaken at the moment. He looked at the middle-aged man who was turned into tobacco in midair, feeling the inexplicable terror pressure from him, even he just glanced at it, and his eyes were pierced. Pain, my heart is roaring.
In his feelings, the other party seemed to have replaced this sky and turned into a heavenly power!
The scarecrow had more red lights in his eyes, made a stern sound, and with a wave of his left hand, he threw the human skin out, and while the body was shaking, he actually put on the human skin and turned into a boy, splitting the corners of his mouth, exposing a big mouth. , The whole body is very weird, Sen Ranzhong went straight to the middle-aged man, the power of these two foundations, within this sky, directly launched a bombardment!
The heavens and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the thunder was louder and louder. Amidst this roar, the ancestors of the Lingxi Sect did not hesitate. They also pinched the formula and pointed towards the sky!
"Lingyang Black Crow!"
Boom boom boom, with the opening of the ancestors of the Lingxi Sect, the rolling sky, like a pair of big hands, directly pushed aside, revealing the clear sky behind the clouds. In this clear sky, there is a round... white sun!
In the white sun, there was a black crow. When the crow's eyes suddenly opened, revealing its sharp brilliance, it opened its mouth and let out a sharp roar that made everyone deaf!
Even more fluctuations spread to all directions, suddenly the black crow sucked, and actually sucked all the white sun outside the body into the mouth. Under the sway, it turned into a meteor and went straight to the formation.
"Danxi background, give it to me!!" The red soul ancestor looked savage, and at this moment, he roared hysterically, and with the roar, immediately among the surrendered Danxi sect monks who were restrained in this male city, there was an original Danxi. The ancestor of Zong gritted his teeth fiercely and raised his right hand with a fierce wave.
During the roar, in the sky, where the white sun appeared before, there appeared a black sun that was almost exactly the same, except for a different color... the black sun!
As soon as the black sun came out, the whole world became gloomy. The most weird thing was that there was also a crow in this black sun that was exactly the same as Lingxi Sect's background!
It's just that the color of this crow is white!
At this moment, all the monks who saw this scene were short of breath, and many of them even opened their eyes. It is unbelievable that the strength of the Lingxi Sect and Danxi Sect's foundation is so similar, if you say There is no connection between each other, it is impossible at all!
Bai Xiaochun also froze for a moment. When she looked at it, the white crow also opened her mouth and sucked away the black sun around it, turning it into a long rainbow. His eyes flashed like a predator, and it was directly connected to the Lingxi Sect. The black crows collided with each other, making a loud noise and making a sensation on the earth.
"Yang Crow and Yin Crow!" The ancestor of the Blood Stream Sect was thoughtful. He heard a rumor back then. It is said that when Lingxi Sect had just entered the downstream cultivation world ten thousand years ago, it had no background, but later, he had a relationship with Danxi. After Zong's cooperation, suddenly, he has his own spiritual treasure!
"No matter what, this battle is about to end, Xuanxi Sect...there will be no third treasure." The ancestor of the Blood Stream Sect and the first ancestor of the Lingxi Sect looked at each other and nodded slightly. In fact, if they attacked strongly before, it was not impossible, but in that case, the loss was too great. The reason why this battle was delayed was also because the Second Spirit Blood Sect tried to retain strength, and also to wipe down the morale of the Xuanxi Sect. The ultimate goal... is not to slaughter the Xuanxi Sect, but to annex it!
As soon as the Xuanxi Sect's background came out, there was no suspense in this war!
"Xuanxi Sect, you will not descend!" The ancestor of the Lingxi Sect shook his sleeve, his voice was cold, echoing everywhere. (To be continued.)