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Chapter 632: One thought turns into a thunderous sword formation

"My sword is still not strong enough..."

Amid the dark wind in all directions, Jiang Ding whispered.

Although the power of the bone-corroding black wind in the void is weird and contains some kind of extremely penetrating alien space power, it is still not as good as the Destruction Sword Intent. Ninety-nine percent of it can be killed with one sword, almost to the point of extinction.

However, the main body is too fragile and cannot bear the remaining points, which is a weakness.

"die!"

"Die!"

The worries about the future fate of the Hei clan and the worries about his own life that had been hidden in the heart of the Divine Crow before burst out at this time. On the premise of maintaining his own sanity, he frantically vented his emotions and said tyrannically: "You This lowly casual cultivator, who has some luck in the way of swordsmanship, wants to fight against Beiyuan's natural immortal seed!"

"The entire Northern Plains belongs to the bloodline of our ancestors."

"It was in the past, it is now, and it will be in the future!"

"Magic?"

Many spiritual energy nodes were suddenly snatched away, and the legal domain of dozens of kilometers and the Thousand Feathers Black Killing Formation above it became rootless trees on the beach, collapsing, and the black mist covering the sky that obscured consciousness and sight lost the foundation of its existence. The piece of film disappeared.

Within tens of kilometers, the light of thousands of blue and gold sword energy suddenly shined, the swords clanked, and the surrounding black feather blades were chopped into pieces. All nearby spiritual energy nodes were completely controlled, and the spiritual energy of the four directions was swallowed up like a tsunami, rushing in. Come, merge into the sword energy.

"It's not a magic spell, it's just that your formation level is too weak."

Incredibly easy!

"It's as ignorant as that obsidian gold statue."

"puff!"

It's as natural as the sun rising and the river flowing.

The Taiqing Feijian hummed softly, buzzing and vibrating, and he began to smell the blood of Nascent Soul.

The void bone-corroding black wind that was about to blow over the human body, grinding souls and bones, swayed continuously, suddenly collapsed, and turned into a real breeze, blowing several strands of black hair flying.

Jiang Ding pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, gathering momentum bit by bit, and then pulled it out bit by bit, saying calmly: "It's not even at the level of the fourth-level low-grade sword. It's just swinging at the quasi-fourth level. It can be done with the help of magic weapons that have been cultivated for many years."

Keng!
Among the thousands of mist, among the thousands of black feather blades, the blue gold sword energy that had been suppressed, withered, and rapidly dwindled in number suddenly shined brightly, suddenly bursting out in an impossibility, the sword energy was dazzling, and in an instant It pierced the aura nodes occupied by the black feather blades.

"Do not……"

"You guys, all your delusions of subversion are just wishful thinking! You're all going to die!"

The True Monarch of the Divine Crow turned pale: "I have already controlled all the formation nodes and cannot be usurped so easily. What kind of magic are you doing?!"

Jiang Ding raised his head in the bone-eroding black wind and looked at him, seemingly not worried about anything.

Keng!
Clang!

"Who gave you the confidence to perform such a clumsy formation in front of me?"

The formation was suddenly broken, and the True Lord Divine Crow immediately suffered a terrible backlash. He vomited blood and retreated. The fragments of internal organs turned into blood foam and scattered everywhere. His aura dropped significantly again, and his figure was shaky.

"impossible!"

"Delusional?"

Formation patterns emerge spontaneously, doubling the power of the sword formation!

The previous efforts of True Lord Divine Crow were completely usurped and turned into the nourishment and wedding dress of this new sword formation!
zizi...

Watered by the spiritual energy storm, streaks of thunder surged out, and thunder patterns surrounded everywhere, turning dozens of miles around into a sea of ​​thunder and sword energy.

A terrifying and manic force was rapidly generated, constantly converging on the young man in green who was slowly drawing his sword at the center of the sword formation.

Fourth-level formation·Magnetic Thundercloud Formation!
This formation, which he had mastered for more than a hundred years and was extremely proficient in, easily turned into a sword formation in his hands!
"cut!"

Jiang Ding whispered, the sword in his hand was finally drawn to the limit, and he swung the sword out, turning into endless bright thunder and slashing down on the target!

The speed of the flying sword was already extremely fast, and with the blessing of the Ten Thousand Magnetic Thunder Cloud Sword's formation, it was so fast that it almost hit the target instantly when it was slashed out, leaving no time or space for the Nascent Soul cultivator to dodge.

"Array?"

"Such a level of formation! You are not a casual cultivator, you are from the East China Sea!" Zhenjun Shenya looked almost horrified at the young man in green clothes in the distance, and the countless lightning formations that suddenly appeared around him in the blink of an eye.

It seems that he is drawing the sword slowly, allowing the enemy to respond adequately, but in fact this is just an illusion of divine consciousness under the thunder.

Just for a moment,

Everything has taken shape and can no longer be undone.

Suddenly, Qianyu's Black Killing Formation was broken, and a new and stronger Thunder Sword Formation was formed. He felt a life and death crisis that he rarely encountered on the battlefield of the Great Sun Sect. His soul was extremely silent and he could not help but tremble.

"kill!"

Thousands of years of fighting and tempering have not been in vain. The omens of life and death have not made him lose his mind, but have made him more clear-headed and rational, and his turbulent heart has turned cold.

"The Sky Crow is really hot!"

The True King of Divine Crows was lying on his knees, his whole body was hazy, and he suddenly turned into a black crow in the sky. He no longer looked like any human being. His eyes were cold, and the flames like a golden crown on his head were burning like a demon god from ancient times who roamed the sea and starry sky again. The king's presence on the earth makes people tremble uncontrollably.

Blue Flame Golden Crow!

This is the source of the bloodline of the animal spirit Hei's practice. The name of the demon god comes from the reward given by the invincible strongman thousands of years ago. He hunted and killed a demon king, stripped its essence and blood, and integrated it into himself. Among the descendants, it becomes their heritage.

The Cang Yan Golden Crow, whose Cang Yan True Fire is said to be able to burn through boundary walls and slaughter gods, has dominated the entire world as the god of the demon clan in many periods of history.

At this time, under the threat of life, True Lord Divine Crow burned his essence and blood, and the flames on the golden crown above his head shook for a while, and turned into a flaming lotus that separated from the top of his head, spinning once or twice, and slowly flew towards the approaching Thunder Sword.

Like thunder, it is wrapped in terrifying power, spreading to the outside world, forming some kind of illusion of sight and consciousness!
In fact, in Jiang Ding's perception, the space around the flaming lotus was solidified, enveloped by a more powerful force, and became hundreds of times harder. Even if the power of the entire sword formation was condensed, plus the power of the Taiqing Flying Sword, Even the supreme magic-breaking sharpness failed to cut open this space, and could only approach it slowly and unshakably according to its rhythm.

The two kept getting closer.

Gradual contact.

The True Monarch of the Divine Crow stared intently at the blue-gold flying sword.

The Cangyan True Fire is also the Black Crow True Fire. The power of this flame is extremely terrifying. In history, babies at the peak level were entangled by it and turned into a pile of scrap metal. All the formation patterns were destroyed. obliterate.

He was absolutely confident, and this strange-looking flying sword was no exception.

Once the flying sword breaks, the sword cultivator will also die, and he will die without a fight!

sizzle...

A red lotus flame, and a lightning flying sword that arrived at a glance, the two came into contact while watching. The red lotus flame shook, and the thunder exploded to clean up a circle of dozens of feet of ripples, and the space within the range directly dissolved a large number of people. , revealing the pitch-black void.

In another moment, the lightning collapsed, unable to withstand it, and fell in pieces. The red lotus flame was still a small part, winding up along the blue and gold sword body, and the package submerged everything.

"It's done."

Lord Divine Crow took a breath, stood up straight, and relaxed completely.

No baby,

You can come into contact with the True Fire of Sky Crow without any protection and still survive!
This is the judgment of many ancestors of the Hei clan, even the invincible ancestor, who can dodge in advance and smash with a large amount of sword energy.
But there is no direct contact!
The true fire of Cangyan burns everything!
Immediately afterwards, the body of True Lord Divine Crow stiffened and trembled continuously.

As he watched helplessly, the true fire of blue flame that had enveloped the entire body of the blue-gold sword swayed and went out.

went out.

Went out.

Just like a flame touching the ice, it naturally goes out.

Couldn't have any impact.

"monster!"

"Monster's sword!"

The True Monarch of the Divine Crow roared angrily, and without any hesitation, burned most of his blood essence in an instant. His body shrunk in a strange circle, spread his wings, and fled frantically towards the Animal Spirit Fairy City Clan in the distance.

Behind him, the void is hazy.

A terrifying silver-white giant ship broke free from the deepest part of the space, and the blue light from the muzzle of the gun with a caliber of more than 100 meters began to flicker, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)