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Chapter 574 Sword of Earth, Fire, Feng Shui and Thunder

The moment the Bagua image soared into the sky, the surrounding void buzzed and vibrated, with some ripples appearing.

"This is……"

Master Baimei and the other Golden Core cultivators looked at the scene in front of them and suspected that they were hallucinating.

space?

This is space! !

Isn’t this something that only the ancestors of Yuanying can deal with?

They, a mere hundred or so Jindan monks, had practiced the formation for half a month, and could they simply touch the space like this?

Naturally, everyone would not take it as their own merit, and looked at the ordinary-faced young man in the center of the Bagua formation with great awe.

Boom!

At the same time, sensing the threat, the formation of the Luoxu Sect's Sutra Pavilion finally came into operation. It was not a dead formation. It was passively attacked and defended. The main force opened up circles of yellow sand-like formations, covering the area. A place with a radius of tens of kilometers.

Everyone's eyes were dazzled.

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

This is already a Nascent Soul level spell!

"It's a bit like the terrain of a soulless desert..."

When I open my eyes again,

The most critical thing is that there is no aura around him. No matter how he absorbs it, he cannot mobilize the aura between heaven and earth, as if it has completely disappeared.

Non-human beings can resist.

Maybe, 30,000 years ago, that desert was no different from other places with abundant water and grass in the North Plains.

In the battle of its destruction 30,000 years ago, the boundary walls were shattered. The soulless desert in the land of the Three Kingdoms should have been created by a certain heaven-reaching magic at that time.

In the history of the sect, there were many cases where a large number of Nascent Soul monks, including Nascent Soul peak monks, personally attacked, but were eventually repulsed, saving the sect's fire and causing a large number of casualties to the enemy.

At this time, nine yellow sand storms that had absorbed enough spiritual power blew towards this side. The storm rotated extremely fast, and the inner spiritual sand was uneven. In an instant, it had terrifying killing power, and even the space around the storm was blown out. Black marks.

Jiang Ding ignored the fear and uneasiness caused by the cutoff of spiritual energy among the surrounding Jindan monks. He looked at the surrounding environment and fell into thinking.

They have no doubt that if their own magic weapon dares to be put into the storm, it will instantly turn into several pieces, leaving no bones and no resistance.

"What kind of spell can permanently change such a terrain? I really want it..."

Maybe it has something to do with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect.

The factors that formed the Wuling Desert should have something in common with the inheritance received by the Luoxu Sect.

Thousands of years ago, it could be said that it had a very vicious reputation, burying the lives of countless Nascent Soul monks.

Often when the yellow sand rolls in, the Nascent Soul cultivator's body will break and the baby will be dim. He can only escape with the Nascent Soul, struggle for some time again, and then the Nascent Soul will be shattered and die.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand prohibits all great formations!

This is the formation of the Luoxu Sect's Scripture Pavilion, which ranks at the top level of the fourth level. It is one of the most important foundations of the sect and plays a vital role in its rise.

This is a storm tearing apart space!

Master Baimei and other golden elixir monks looked at the approaching storm and felt the imprisoned spiritual energy around them. They couldn't help but feel terrified, their palms were sweating, and they didn't have any confidence.

woohoo hoo...

But all around, the sky was filled with yellow sand, strong winds were blowing, and there were many hundreds of feet high tornadoes wandering outside, absorbing spiritual energy to strengthen themselves, and the threat they brought was getting bigger every moment.

For a moment, everyone felt uneasy. Although they still had a burning desire for Nascent Soul Skills and did not collapse, they were already thinking about their retreat and how to let those around them take the first step, while they waited and watched the changes.

More attention was placed on the ordinary-looking young man in the center of the formation, watching nervously.

The yellow sand storm was approaching, and he finally started to take action.

"Gossip, get up."

Jiang Ding pinched the magic weapon, and in the blink of an eye, eight streams of light flew out of his hand and fell into the eight formations of Qiankun Xundui Gen Zhenkanli, filling the air with formation patterns.

Master Baimei and others were nervous, and each moved according to the formation that had been rehearsed in advance, changing the positions of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and receiving the aura of the formation.

hum!

Eight formation flags were seen rising, and then circles of hazy Bagua light spread outwards, forcibly smoothing out the dozens of kilometers of yellow sand in the Infernal Desert. The illusion was shattered, revealing the white jade stone floor in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth returns.

"The realm of Jue Ling is broken."

Master Baimei and other golden elixir monks felt the familiar aura of heaven and earth around them. They took a deep breath and looked at the center of the formation as if they were witnessing a miracle. They no longer dared to have any small thoughts.

"Seismic formation, start." Jiang Ding looked at the nine high-speed rotating yellow sand wind tornadoes coming towards him and pointed with his hand.

"promise!"

Master Baimei and other monks who specialize in thunder magic suddenly agreed and acted according to the formations they had rehearsed beforehand. Their magic power and spiritual consciousness poured into the flag with the word Zhen in front of them. The other seven monks with the word Zhen also gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and surged into it. Enter the earthquake formation and cooperate.

Boom!

In an instant, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, the infinite thunder light gathered, and the electric snake jumped around and roared, forming a terrifying blue-purple thunder, meandering and beating in between breaths.

"Lord Tushan!"

Master Baimei watched this scene with fear, and the omens of life and death crisis kept coming in his soul.

More than a hundred Jindan monks absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through formations, and gathered such a huge power of thunder,

He has no control at all!

If we delay for a moment or two, the entire earthquake formation will turn into powder under the light of lightning, and nothing will exist anymore.

"Lei, come on."

Jiang Ding made a confident move.

The infinite thunder light condensed by the earthquake array flew into his hands. It was violent and chaotic, almost disintegrating. The power of the thunder bombing instantly turned into an extremely docile one. The thunder light flashed and condensed obediently into a thunder sword.

This thunder sword has a strong bearing, an orderly and stable internal structure, and the Destruction Sword Intent sits in the center. It is not just a mere appearance.

This is like a natal flying sword from the Nascent Soul level Thunder Sword Cultivator!

"Sword, go!"

Jiang Ding is a little bit more.

boom!

The lightning exploded, and the thunder flying sword broke through the space and disappeared, and the consciousness of the golden elixir level could not be observed.

The next moment, the Thunder Flying Sword came to the front of the nine yellow sand tornadoes tearing apart the space, and cut through the middle of the nine tornadoes. The Thunder Sword Light collapsed and dissipated.

Nine yellow sand tornadoes.

In between breaths, like a tornado breeze that could tear apart the space, it collapsed into nothingness. The storm disappeared. Countless spiritual sands lost their driving power and slowly fell to the ground, splashing smoke and dust all over the ground.

woohoo...

The moment the attack was broken, the enemy of thousands of miles of yellow sand was surrounded by strong winds, and tornadoes were born again, roaring, and tens of hundreds rushed towards here without leaving a single gap.

Every space around him was torn apart, black lines intertwined, and all living beings were exterminated.

"Leave the formation!"

Jiang Ding pointed his finger, and many golden elixir monks' spells changed and changed places. The Bagua Forbidden Breaking Formation roared and rotated. Countless firelights gathered, and another Nanming Lihuo Sword was born. The firelight filled the sky and chopped up a storm of yellow sand.

There are even wisps of immortal flames all around. Even the yellow sand storm can be ignited. The tornado is crumbling and no longer has the power to tear apart the space.

"Kanzhen!"

"Gen Formation!"

"Qianzhen..."

Jiang Ding controlled the Bagua Breaking Forbidden Formation, gathered the power of many golden elixirs, and condensed many flying swords to cut through the thousands of miles of yellow sand forbidden formations. He faced the yellow sand tornado storm, the yellow sand wind and poisonous mist invasion, and even the space flying blades. Keep killing.

He slashed out with his sword, destroying everything in front of him.

The sword of the soil moistens all things. With one strike of the sword, thousands of clouds and rains emerge. Before the yellow sand and mist rises, it wails, and the wind turns into a breeze and blows on the face.

The sword of Gen Tu was as thick as a wall. With one strike, the flying blades in space turned into dust and the space returned to its original state.

The Sword of Xunfeng covered the sky and the sun, but the sandstorm that filled the sky was suppressed and could no longer be born. The Sword of Duize, Wanli Zeguo...

Thousands of miles of yellow sand around them is constantly breaking, and the earth, fire, wind and water are not equal. Seeing that Master Baimei and other Jindan monks were frightened from the beginning, but in the end they gradually adapted and became more and more efficient in controlling the formation. The Bagua Breaking Forbidden Formation made it possible Flawless.

The breath of thousands of miles of yellow sand is gradually weakening.

Until finally, the surrounding yellow sand landscape became transparent and hazy, and it was almost impossible to maintain the realm of space.

In the last sword of Qian Tian, ​​the two formations of Qian and Kun are yin and yang to each other. They combine the power of everyone to form a terrifying black and white sword of yin and yang and slash towards the seemingly empty sky.

Boom!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the great formations forbidden by the thousands of miles of yellow sand broke into pieces, revealing the Sutra Pavilion that was no longer protected inside.

(End of this chapter)