The first long sword slowly flew into the air.
This seemed to be a signal. Immediately afterwards, the second and third long swords flew up one after another. The densely packed and countless long swords gathered together, and the sound of friction between the swords continued.
Hundreds of thousands of long swords gathered together, forming a stream of iron exuding a monstrous sword energy.
Maybe a single sword is nothing, even if you attack with all your strength, it is nothing more than being stung by an ant for a cultivator in the Divine Illumination Realm.
But if millions of ants swept over, it would be enough to devour everything.
The gathering of long swords of this order of magnitude produced a terrifying qualitative change in their power.
The iron current surged forward.
The long swords began to charge.
With relentless determination, with the fury of the world, they strike the conqueror with the final blow.
The strange monk snorted coldly, and shouted: "It's just some unowned—"
boom!
The storm-like long sword once again presented the strongest sword art he had ever used.
Every sword is the most proud sword in Jianxiu's life.
In this way, they have drawn a perfect conclusion to their lifelong kendo practice.
The strange monk's face changed drastically, and he took out a bamboo umbrella to block in front of him.
The bamboo umbrella emitted a faint yellow light, completely enveloping him.
The strange cultivator just breathed a sigh of relief, and the sudden change happened—
Boom! ! !
The waves hit the shore! ! !
The entire sea of swords turned into a giant wave of swords tens of meters high, which slammed down on him from a high altitude.
Huang Mang was like a candle in the wind, it only existed for a moment, and was swept into the depths of the sea of swords by the raging waves.
"I'm the god photo-"
boom!
boom!
boom!
Jianhai suppressed and silenced his voice.
The sea of swords surrounded him, forming a huge vortex.
Hundreds of thousands of sword lights are all swimming in the vortex, waiting.
They are waiting to show their unique skills in life.
Only in this way can we have no regrets.
"Ah!"
In the depths of the sea of swords, the screams of the cultivators in the Divine Illumination Realm came.
Countless powerful magic weapons flew out of him, and then quickly destroyed and disappeared.
These powerful treasures that he was proud of only lasted for a short moment in the sea of swords before they were scattered by millions of sword formulas and turned into fly ash.
After a while, the screams became intermittent.
In the end, there is no more life.
The dust settled.
It's a world of revenge.
Feijian slowly spread out in all directions.
There was nothing left in place.
Gu Qingshan sighed, and said: "Who would have thought that just a sword that summons the soul can kill a cultivator in the Divine Illumination Realm."
Dijian's thick and deep voice sounded: "I have never seen such a scene."
Gu Qingshan said: "It's not your turn to play."
Earth Sword buzzed: "It's a pity."
Suddenly, at the place where the cultivator in the Divine Illumination Realm died, a red flame bloomed.
In the red flames, there was an angry curse: "Who dares to kill my disciple, I am impatient!"
This is probably a kind of spiritual induction. Young Master Zishan can immediately sense the disciple's death here.
But he is now in the most critical stage of crossing the catastrophe, and he won't be able to get through for a while.
The red flame dissipated quickly, revealing a palm-sized micro array.
The array disk erupted in the void with a bright aura.
Immediately afterwards, a big man appeared and shouted: "Whoever killed my junior brother, I will take him back and chop him alive in public for three days and three nights!"
The fluctuation of spiritual power in his body is much stronger than that of the divine illumination monk just now.
When he spoke, the whole cave trembled slightly.
This is not Mr. Zishan, but another disciple he sent temporarily.
Gu Qingshan looked at this person and said softly: "Fortunately, there is still a sword."
He raised his sword and urged the sword formula.
Karma sword.
This is a must-hit sword, which concentrates the damage caused by the dead soul and returns it to attack the enemy.
The ground sword disappeared in an instant.
It appeared on the chest of the big man.
The big man didn't even have time to change the expression on his face, only his eyes showed a trace of panic.
It was as if he had never appeared in this world, not even a trace of blood or hair remained.
Even if he is a powerhouse in the Divine Illumination Realm, he can't resist the full blow of millions of sword spirits and dead souls of sword cultivators.
Everything about him was chopped into dust and disappeared completely from this world.
Ding!
"You killed a cultivator in the Divine Illumination Realm, and you gained 1000 soul power."
"The cooling time is over, and your soul power can be used for further cultivation again."
Gu Qingshan only glanced at it, and didn't bother to look at the prompt at all.
In the void, the red flame appeared again.
A venomous and angry voice came out of it: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Don't wait for the breakthrough, I'll go over now and tear you to pieces!"
The red flame spread out again and disappeared.
And that formation plate shines brightly.
Hundreds of mysterious runes jumped out of the formation plate, quickly combined together, and gradually lit up.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in the void, as if it was blasted by some kind of force.
A dark, deep hole appeared in midair.
A trembling aura of catastrophe came from inside, followed by majestic and vast fluctuations of spiritual power.
Young Master Zishan is crossing the catastrophe, but he can't wait any longer.
I only heard a vicious voice coming from the deep hole.
"I have already remembered you—Yuanying? How is this possible?"
His voice suddenly became startled.
The next moment, he will come to this world from the dark hole.
"Earth Sword, let's do our best." Gu Qingshan said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Dijian replied.
The other party was crossing the catastrophe, and looked down on him quite a bit, it was a good opportunity to attack with a sword.
No matter how high your cultivation base is, as long as you are hit by this sword, it will never be uncomfortable.
I just hope that by shrinking the ground into an inch, I can slash the opponent with a sword unexpectedly.
The sword cultivator's attack power is already outstanding.
Sword cultivator is a master of leapfrog murder.
Even if he couldn't kill him, being touched by the Earth Sword was enough to make him feel uncomfortable.
After all, the 86.37 million catties of the Earth Sword will be even more terrifying under the blessing of his own sword light.
As for whether I can live or not, I don't have to think about it now.
Gu Qingshan raised his sword and went up.
At the same moment, the sea of swords boiled suddenly.
A flying sword turned into a stream of light, rushing into the dark cave first.
"Presumptuous!" An angry shout came from inside.
Boom!
The flying sword was thrown out, shattered and disintegrated on the spot.
All the flying swords moved.
They burned all their strength and accumulated a blow.
Seeing this, Gu Qingshan suddenly shouted: "Stop, this way you will shatter your sword!"
The aura on the millions of flying swords became more and more powerful, reaching its peak almost in an instant.
They burned their own spirituality in exchange for the last strength, and rushed to that world regardless.
They didn't even think about whether they could still exist in this world after this blow.
In just a few breaths of time, all the flying swords poured into that world.
The sea of swords turned into nothing.
The sword energy, which was more terrifying than the previous two attacks, blew out like a violent wind, blowing Gu Qingshan away.
There was a deafening bombardment sound from the black hole, mixed with a sound of shock and anger.
"These swords—"
boom!
The black hole couldn't bear this peerless power, and instantly shattered.
The passage between the two worlds disappears.
Young Master Zishan's voice could no longer be heard.