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The sky was as black as ink.
The days of not seeing the sun for three years did not come to an end with the shocking sword from both formations.
The world above the surface of the water is still dark. Three years have passed, and the Kuroshio has become deeply rooted in the barren land and has grown stronger. After leaving Fuquan, what the Spirit Sword monks saw were more and more powerful undead. The army of thousands of skeletons spread along the vast land all the way to the horizon, especially the direction where the Spirit Sword Mountain was located was even more densely covered. The darkness was completely covered, and the road back to Lingjian Mountain seemed to be impossible.
"... Good guy, you just came out of the dragon pond and entered the tiger's den."
In the three talents sword formation, Ouyang Shang's emotion resounded in the hearts of Wang Lu and Zhang Sheng at the same time.
The primordial spirits of the three were closely connected under the action of the formation, and they communicated with each other.
"Joke, if there was such a shocking scene, the Kuroshio would have alarmed Shengjing Immortal Sect long ago, and Taoist Hetu sent someone to collect it. Are you pretending that the map of Kyushu is fake? Right now, this is just a superficial illusion. Everything Follow closely, we will go home now"
The seventy-two spirit sword cultivators below the three-talented sword formation were silent. When they formed the formation, they withdrew their primordial spirits, handed over everything to the three-talented sword formation above their heads, and turned a blind eye to the outside world. Wherever the Sancai Sword Formation points, they will follow.
Wang Wu occupies the heavenly position in the three-talented sword formation, and has absolute dominance at critical moments. He locked the direction immediately after breaking through, pointing his sword at Zhengdong, the direction of Lingjian Mountain
Regarding this, Ouyang Shang was slightly hesitant but did not object. He just suddenly remembered the other juniors who entered the barren land together... Three years ago, before the Kuroshio blocked Fuquan, there were more than 20 people scattered in the barren land. Everywhere in the world, do you know that they are still alive
But now is not the time to save people. The explosive power of the two formations is unparalleled, but it cannot last. The sword formation will disintegrate after half an hour at most. After the double formation disintegrates, everyone will be exhausted and unable to fight again ... When he designed this trick at the beginning, he made the plan that if he fails, he will be benevolent. They don't have any extra time to waste.
"broken, broken, broken"
Wang Lu commanded the sword formation to march forward, and he urged Yuanshen to issue orders continuously. Every time he broke, a chaotic sky-shattering sword energy would burst out, smashing everything in the way.
After three waves in a row, the sword array has been rushing for dozens of miles from the surface of the Fuquan water, and there is no enemy in the place it passes. The tide has also been split a lot, and the dark clouds in the sky are gradually loosening, revealing the gray sun.
However, after three rounds of sword waves, the resistance on the road ahead is getting bigger and bigger. The dead and injured undead are just cannon fodder, but more and more elites are gathering in front of them, trying to stop the sword array at all costs.
"broken broken"
Wang Lu didn't stop at all, and issued three consecutive orders, and the momentum became more and more shocking, urging Jianbo with even more destructive power.
The huge mountain of carrion was cracked under the waves of swords, the vicious ghosts disappeared, and thousands of bones were crushed into bone powder... Another unparalleled crushing assault, the sword formation went unimpeded, and moved forward for dozens of miles , which is equivalent to taking a big step forward on the journey home.
At the same time, the enemies in front are gradually becoming more powerful, barbaric spirits corrupted by the black tide, wearing heavy armor, ancient demons that once appeared in the dream of demons...
"broken broken"
Wang Lu roared loudly, Yuanshen frantically urged the power of the sword formation, and the seventy-two golden cores in the Earth Fiend formation shrank crazily with Wang Lu's breathing, as if they were cracking. Every contraction will squeeze out the torrential Jindan True Qi and pour it into the Three Talents Sword Formation, which will be transformed into the Heaven Breaking Sword Qi that can rival the Heavenly Tribulation, blasting forward.
The ancient demon spirits were torn apart in anger and pain, the spirits were dying in ignorance, and the ghost kings who had just appeared screamed and melted away...
However, after a vigorous effort, it declined three times and exhausted. Although the mana supply of the seventy-two earth demon formation was still abundant, Wang Lu's primordial spirit became uncertain and flickering after nine rounds of eruption.
"Substitution"
Ouyang Shang took a step forward in the sword formation, causing the entire sword formation to rotate, taking the lead, and replacing Wang Lu. And as Ouyang Shang came to power, the movement of the sword formation suddenly slowed down, and at the same time lost the power to float in the air, and fell downwards. After a while, everyone in the sword formation was down-to-earth and fell into the middle of the mountains middle. At the same time, in the mountains, the power of the Kuroshio is everywhere. Countless demons and ghosts began to probe.
"move"
Ouyang Shang let out a cold snort, the huge power was no longer highly concentrated and converted into sharp sword intent, but sank suddenly and poured into the ground.
The next moment, the sword array moved forward abruptly, rushing forward at an astonishing speed, no movement of their legs and feet was seen, but they were flying like flying, unstoppable... because the soil under everyone's feet was surging crazily, according to Ouyang Shang's order Push them forward, and forward.
There are many mountains ahead, so Ouyang Shang shouted loudly: "Fen!"
The earth was shaken, the mountains were separated, and the mountain peaks that had been standing for thousands of years split open on their own under the order, and a long and thin canyon was separated, just for the sword array to pass through.
On both sides of the canyon, large and small undead monsters stare at each other, and there are ghost fire heads falling from the sky in front of them blocking the way.
These undead in the black tide would not obey Ouyang Shang's order, so he ordered the mountains again.
"collapse"
The earth collapsed, the mountains cracked, and bottomless cracks burst out, as if the mouth of a giant beast swallowed up the undead on the ground. The shattered rocks rolled down, and the weight of the undead broke the gold broken bones.
Ouyang Shang ordered the land to be used for himself, cleared the road ahead, and the valleys on both sides cut off most of the enemies blocking the road, and the momentum of advancement was unstoppable. This journey covered hundreds of miles, Ouyang Shang could only feel a burst of fire in his soul, and it had reached its limit.
"Substitution"
Zhang Sheng stepped forward to replace Ouyang Shang, and as he took the main position, the power of the sword formation suddenly dropped to a level—although in the sword formation, they share their strength and souls blend together. But the gap between him and Wang Lu Ouyang Shang is inevitable after all.
Feeling the momentum of the sword array go down, the frightened undead began to move again.
"chaos"
Zhang Sheng made his move with his unique love sword. The sword energy of the love sword is invisible, and it penetrates silently. After a while, the sound of fierce fighting resounded from all around. Killing each other, as for the spirit sword monks who were surrounded in the middle, no one cared about them.
Zhang Sheng smiled lightly and directed the sword array to move forward. Although the speed was not fast, it was as easy as walking on flat ground.
After traveling for tens of miles, Zhang Sheng gradually felt that his soul was shaken, his heart was restless, his emotions and desires began to dance chaotically, and the sword of love could not continue.
"Substitution."
At this time, Wang Lu had already rested and waited for a long time. However, when he ascended to the main position, prepared to march forward against the sky, and wiped out all monsters, ghosts, and snakes with the Chaos Breaking Heaven Sword... This battle of returning home finally ushered in a serious opponent.
"A good formation, worthy of being the famous golden generation."
Familiar voice, familiar figure. The red-faced, long-fanged person in front of him was covered in heavy armor, and although his body was thin, he was as majestic as a mountain. Every time he walked, his feet were ignited with flames that burned everything, and when he lifted his feet, he left a piece of scorched earth.
The long-lost last demon king finally appeared.
"What a guts, you actually dare to stand up. You're just an invisible remnant soul, who doesn't even have a physical body to rely on. Are you here to die?" Wang Lu squinted his eyes, and analyzed the reality of his opponent with his full power.
However, Wang Lu's sharp eyes swept over him, but found nothing... The opponent was too high-ranked after all. The Demon King in a complete state is a strong man at the same level as the World Extinguishing Demon Wolf, and his realm may still be above the true monarch level. The remnant soul is not something that other mere golden pills can analyze.
But the remnant soul is just a remnant soul after all... As long as he has one percent ability in a complete state, there is no need to mobilize hundreds of millions of undead from the black tide to prevent them from returning to the mountain. Relying on so many miscellaneous soldiers to fight just shows that his body strength is seriously insufficient. At least not enough to match the sword array of the Spirit Sword monks head-on
"Outsider, go back to your hometown"
As soon as the words fell, Wang Lu's chaotic sky-shattering sword energy blasted out with all his strength. The sky-shattering sword energy was omnipotent, and it also had absolute lethality against invisible souls. As soon as the sword energy came out, the demon king's remnant soul appeared in the wind and rain. .
However, before the Demon King was split by the sword qi, a heavy shield suddenly blocked him. The sword qi that could pierce the clouds struck the shield, causing trembling ripples, but the ripples spread, and the shield remained firm as before.
"… oh?"
The shield was held on a thick and powerful arm, and that arm belonged to a tall and burly demon in heavy armor. Under the helmet with sharp horns on both sides was a familiar face.
"Desert demons? He didn't die?"
More than three years ago, Wang Lu saw that face in the desert. It was a hard-working blacksmith, with infinite strength but simple and honest. Later, at the cost of his life, the devil induced the power of his ancestors in his body, and returned to his ancestors to become The royal family of the Demon Realm in its full form, and its power soared.
However, not to mention that the atavistic phenomenon will greatly overdraw the vitality... Even the blacksmith who is at the peak of his strength after returning to the ancestral home has absolutely no ability to resist the chaotic sky-shattering sword energy.
With the backing of the two great sword arrays, the chaotic sky-shattering sword energy is fully urged, let alone the Jindan Nascent Soul... Even the real Huashen, if it is not a middle-rank or above realm, it is not easy to force it. And that blacksmith is only at the Golden Core level at most... Could it be that in the past three years, he still has the ability to soar from Golden Core to Transforming God
But soon, Wang Lu's doubts were answered. Behind the blacksmith, dozens of royal family members showed up. They were all desert demons who should have died long ago, and their strength far surpassed that of three years ago. At the same time...the breaths are connected to each other, vaguely connected by an unknown formation.
It was not the blacksmith alone who blocked the chaotic sky-shattering sword energy just now, but the combined force of these dozens of demons, although...even if dozens of people work together, they should not be able to match the power of the sword energy.
"You are not the only one who understands formations."
The Demon King said with an irritating smile: "It is true that I have only a remnant soul left as a foreigner, and I can't even handle your random sword. So if you have the ability, go ahead and kill me without my loyal guards. As long as you It's really doable."
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