Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 480: Dark Sun (15)

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More than twenty miles away from the big formation, on a gray cliff.

Lin Xin was carrying densely packed sword blades like a huge fan, and quietly looked in the direction of the formation.

"The formation of the six sects... has some skills,"

There was no sadness or joy in his heart, no shock or fear, but he just stood on the edge of the cliff so calmly, as if he was not facing the army of six sects, but just going out for a casual picnic.

"Confrontation head-on, three magical weapons, I am indeed no match, but..."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xin's mouth.

He raised his right hand, and a blood-red long sword rose slowly, hovering beside his hand.

chi chi chi chi... .

In an instant, within tens of meters around Lin Xin, blood swords rose up densely and slowly.

Dozens of sword blades are slowly rotating, and the body of the sword is engraved with countless patterns.

All the blades surround Lin Xin, with the tip of the sword pointing down, as if it has just been pulled out from the depths of the ground.

Lin Xin drew the sword formula in his hand.

Immediately, all the blades were flipped over, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, pointing obliquely at the sky.

"Brilliant Heavenly Might, Inflaming Earth Sha, Ten Thousand Swords and Feather Spirits, Transforming Blood to Return!!"

The palms in his hands bloomed like lotus flowers in an instant, and countless handprints and sword formulas exploded in the blink of an eye, bringing out afterimages.

Lin Xin sharpened his eyes sharply, and finally his hands became sword fingers, and he moved forward a little.

The sword fan behind him suddenly vibrated.

Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! !

In the blink of an eye, several sword blades shot up into the sky from behind him, turning into streaks of black light and flying towards the formation in the distance.

Even the dozens of blood swords floating around him also flew up, like a dense volley of arrows, flying towards the six large formations in the distance.

Looking at the group of swords falling towards the distance like locusts from a distance, the corner of Lin Xin's mouth curled into a sinister smile.

Taking out the Jade Immortal Bow in his hand, he stepped forward and stepped into the void.

With a buzzing sound, the whole person suddenly disappeared in the midair of the cliff.

Six big formations.

In the Suzaku camp, several monks were sitting together. There is a black and white checkerboard in front of him, and he is laughing and talking about playing chess for fun.

Suddenly, it seemed that someone heard a slight sound coming from the distance in the air, and the chess piece that had just been picked up paused slightly. "Did you hear anything?"

The man frowned slightly.

"What's the sound?" Another female cultivator asked calmly.

"It seems to be the sound of breaking through the air, something is flying towards this side."

The speaking monk frowned.

Several people suddenly looked solemn. They all looked up to the sky.

"Even if there is an enemy attack, we and the six sects will work together to create a large formation, and five ancestors will sit in the fortress and carry the sect's magic weapons. There is no need to worry."

One said calmly.

"Perhaps it was Songlin's temptation? I heard that they are good at talisman swords, maybe they are the pioneers in this field?"

One guesses.

"Senior Sister Su Wan, what do you think?"

Su Wan'e frowned slightly. In her memory, she recalled Lin Xin who was good at talisman swords when she saw the worm mother besieged and suppressed her party.

"The Pine Forest Talisman Sword does have its strengths. In addition, it has accumulated well over the years. It is understandable to spend some resources to accumulate the Talisman Sword."

She has actually left Yufengzong and joined Xuanye Sect. Xuanye Sect is not optimistic about the alliance of the six sects this time, and she does not know why she came this time. He was just a spectator and didn't make a move.

Whether it's Liuzong or Songlin, the outcome has nothing to do with her.

With her current cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment, she was sent out more to find opportunities for her to achieve Golden Core.

"I don't know what the Xuanye Sect thinks, but they only sent Senior Sister Su Wan here. Songlin is just a mere faction. If they can withstand the combined forces of the six sects, they might not be willing to be lonely and unify the Nanfu. Battle, is there still a need to wait and see?"

"Look forward and backward. Be careful and be afraid of troubles. The Xuanye Sect has never been involved in many things, but this is also its flaw. If you want to get enough benefits, you must take enough risks." Another monk laughed. "His Xuanye Sect doesn't even dare to take such small risks, let alone other things. It's only natural to stand still and stand still."

Su Wan could naturally hear the whispered voices of these monks around her. The distance was too close, and her mental strength was much higher than these people, as if someone was talking in her ear. You can hear it even if you don't want to.

In fact, she didn't know what Xuanyejiao was thinking. If she hadn't been looking for opportunities for her to form alchemy, Xuanyejiao would not even be willing to send a single person.

"However, since the leader has a plan, how can you low-class bastards be able to comprehend it." Su Wan sneered in her heart.

She had an intuition that everyone in the Six Sects was dissatisfied with the Xuanye Sect not joining the alliance, but she felt that the person from the Pine Forest Sword Sect must have some trump cards. Inferred.

This battle will not end so easily.

She was determined.

Looking up, everyone could already see a group of small dots floating in the sky above their heads. It was a pair of blood-colored flying swords led by Heijian, and they were flying and falling towards the camp.

"Amulet sword? The highest level of talisman sword in Songlin is the third grade. No matter how powerful it is, what's the use in facing Patriarch Yuanjing?"

Someone couldn't help but sneered.

Some monks who were unhappy with Su Wan even secretly satirized her.

"Xuanyejiao didn't join the alliance this time. After I waited for the six sects to carve up the pine forest, the strength and influence will rise to a higher level. He will regret it at that time."

"Perhaps through this trial, we can see a trace of the confidence of the pine forest."

Su Wan looked forward to it.

For those gossips, she just pretended not to hear them, watching the rain of swords falling slowly above her head, her originally relaxed face gradually froze.

"No, this is not the third grade!"

She was startled suddenly, her figure quickly moved towards the side, her escape method unfolded, and she appeared on the edge of the formation tens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the first black sword in Sword Rain touched the formation of the Six Sects.

The first black long sword chiseled like a steel needle piercing the tofu, and it was firmly inserted into the shield of the formation, hanging in the air without moving.

There was a pause for a second.

Boom! ! !

A huge, earth-shattering explosion exploded above everyone's heads.

The endless blood-colored flames, like fresh blood staining red and white paper, dyed the entire sky above the six great formations in blood.

The protective shield of the big formation vibrated violently, gathered the resources of six schools and formation masters, connected the earth veins, and connected the huge formations of the five ancestors of Yuanjing at the same time. It can be called the strongest third-rank formation.

But the strongest three products. It's still a third-rank, after all, it can't break through to the fourth-rank level.

It can withstand a lot of attacks at the third-rank level, but it is ineffective against the fourth-rank level.

Just a black sword exploded, and the plasma-like flame instantly blasted a big hole in the sky above the formation.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! !

Dozens of swords rained down like arrows.

Boom boom boom! !

Every blade falls. All of them will burst into terrifying explosions that will shake the ground. The blood-colored black magic flames sputtered wildly, and the magic flames at the level of the fourth-grade golden core permeated everywhere, igniting whatever it encountered.

In just a blink of an eye, the entire camp turned into a sea of flames.

Many monks avoided resistance one after another.

"Manna from heaven."

An old voice rang out from the Jin Yuzong camp.

It was Zhao Yunfeng.

He soared into the sky, and circles of green ripples vibrated around him. A delicate ancient long ruler like a gold casting was suspended beside him, shining with a faint golden light.

The green air dispersed, and countless raindrops fell one after another, hitting the magic flame and gradually extinguishing it.

The turmoil caused by many explosions was quickly suppressed.

"Don't panic, it's just a surprise attack by a group of opponents, protected by a large formation, after blocking some power, the remaining power won't do much damage to us." Zhao Yunfeng shouted coldly.

As soon as his words came out, the commotion in the entire camp quickly settled down.

Although the attack just now was powerful. Destroyed many patterns in the six large formations, but did little harm to the crowd.

Six sects brought middle and low-level monks this time, mainly to encircle and suppress the fish that slipped through the net in Songlin, but they didn't expect to be caught off guard by the opponent first.

Zhao Yunfeng felt a little annoyed, and was about to fly in the direction where Jian Yu came to check the situation.

However, his gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd in the camp, and he saw a figure.

He suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and looked carefully again.

At some point in the crowd, there stood a strange man in black with four long swords on his back.

The man looked up and smiled at him. With his backhand, he pulled out the last golden long sword on the left.

"Enemy attack!!!" Zhao Yunfeng's expression changed, and he roared wildly. The soul domain unfolded, he grasped the golden jade ruler in his hand, and hit the man on the head fiercely.

But it was too late, a Yuan Jing Gao wanted to raid the low-level middle and lower monks. It's as simple as eating and drinking water.

"Want to sell."

A light drink.

The golden light suddenly exploded.

This time it was a golden flame that was much stronger than Jian Yu before.

Countless golden fire balls spread out from the center like living things, and flew towards all directions.

The first people to be bumped into were a circle of monks standing beside Lin Xin. Where the golden fire passed by, all the monks were reduced to a mass of ashes in the blink of an eye.

"The sun is really hot!?!"

Xiao Yiran, the migratory locust needle of the Plum Blossom Sect, also appeared and suspended in the air. Her complexion was distorted, and a pale white spirit shrouded her body.

But unfortunately, unless there is a completely matching rule soul domain, generally two soul domain rules cannot be superimposed in the same space.

The soul domain she released conflicted with Zhao Yunfeng, and the power did not have the effect of one plus one equals.

Seen from above, the entire camp turned into a Shura hell in an instant, and thousands of monks who came to crusade were instantly burned to death by the real fire of the sun.

The soul domains of the two Yuan Jing had no effect at all, facing the domineering Sun Fire, they could only try their best to slow down its speed and power.

But the weakened power is far from what these disciple monks can resist.

Xiao Yiran saw that his eyes were tearing apart. Many of these dead and injured disciples and monks had their own sects. The sun was so overbearing. Facing the monks below the golden core, it was a massacre.

This kind of real fire burns when it encounters objects, and even the aura of body protection is useless. The aura of body protection will even bring real fire into the body to burn due to the circulation of aura, accelerating death.

At this time, Zhao Yunfeng's gold and jade ruler also hit Lin Xin's head.

clang! !

Unknowingly, Lin Xin had an extra silver long sword in his hands, holding the long ruler steadily.

But the dense dots on the ruler sputtered out a large area of golden light spots, hitting him hard like a rain of swords.

The sound of ding ding ding ding lingered for a while.