"Do you think you can escape like this?" Shen Luo's voice was extremely cold, as if it contained no emotion at all.
"Hmph! He's just a Heavenly Lord whose breath is unstable. Don't be too presumptuous." Taoist Heilian's voice was distorted, with a bit of evil and arrogance.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his body and headed directly towards the Pure Yang Seven Killing Formation.
Facing the huge sword that tore through the void and fell down, he did not dodge at all. Instead, his body grew a hundred times larger, and he stretched out his hands in front of him and went straight to meet it.
There was a loud "boom".
A huge black lotus phantom appeared on Taoist Priest Black Lotus' body. The Seven-Star Giant Sword fell on his arms, but was blocked by the huge black lotus phantom. The sword tip was actually blocked.
When Shen Luo saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Seeing that the evil wind was about to escape, he immediately raised his hand and waved.
The next moment, a flash of light appeared on the Seven-Star Giant Sword, and it transformed into thirty-two Pure Yang Flying Swords floating in the void. Dozens of other flying swords flew out from Shen Luo's sleeves and merged with them.
Taoist Priest Hei Lian looked at the huge body of the Pure Yang Flying Swords surrounding him, there were as many as eighty-one of them, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.
At this moment, eighty-one Pure Yang Flying Swords moved at the same time. The swords flew into the air, the sword bodies shone brightly, sword energy crisscrossed, and a brand new sword formation emerged. It was the last sword formation in the Pure Yang Sword Canon, the Pure Yang Immortal Zhuxian Sword Formation.
The forty-nine Pure Yang Swords that Shen Luo had newly refined in the abyss of the East China Sea were still sword embryos and were not of much use. However, he incorporated the Law of Flame Explosion into these sword embryos, stabilizing the Pure Yang power inside them, allowing them to barely perform the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.
Taoist Priest Hei Lian looked around, and saw huge swords rising from the ground and surrounding him. The sword lights and shadows intertwined, and there was sword energy entwined around them, as if a magic array had been set up.
His eyes suddenly shrank, and he felt that the space around him was completely closed. The area where he was had been cut out from the original world, forming a execution platform for beheading all things.
The murderous aura around him was not illusory at all, it was even real, making him feel a little breathless.
"Heilian, just try to see if you can walk out of this Chunyang Zhuxian Formation alive." Taoist Heilian could not see the outside world, he could only hear Shen Luo's voice coming from outside.
At the same time, Shen Luo's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.
Just as he turned to leave, the sword energy in the Chunyang Zhuxian Formation surged, red flames soared into the sky, and murderous intent was as overwhelming as the sea.
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The evil wind had already fled thousands of miles away, but he never relaxed at all.
Sure enough, not far in front of him, the figure of Sun Wukong was suspended in the air, blocking his way. He was holding the Ruyi Jingu Bang in one hand and with the other hand, his little finger stretched out, picking his ear.
"Get out of here, you damn monkey." The demon was furious and swung his hand forward.
Two golden cymbals whistled loudly and flew towards Sun Wukong.
In mid-air, the golden cymbal shone brightly, and with an incomparably sharp force, it tore through the void and flew over.
Sun Wukong held up the golden cudgel and blasted it with countless stick shadows, which shot out and stopped the golden cudgel.