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Chapter 636 Tushan Sword Cuts the Immortal City of Animal Spirits
Jiang Ding stared at the majestic fairy city in front of him.

I don’t know how many years of history it is. It is ancient and vicissitudes of life. There are many mottled sword marks on the city walls. I don’t know what it has experienced in the past ten thousand years.

Generations of monks spent their lives here.

Looking at the surrounding terrain, even in the grassland, many mountains and earth dragons meet here, and the spiritual energy gathers to form spiritual veins.

Dozens of third-level mid-to-high-grade spiritual veins circled like pythons, and in the center, a large fourth-level low-grade spiritual vein emerged.

This is the basis for the Hei clan to suppress the Black Snow Prairie and give birth to the Nascent Soul cultivator!
Hundreds of thousands of monks live here all year round, practicing Qi, foundation building, and golden elixirs.

At this time, as the fairy city formations rose up and the formations spread densely, all the monks raised their heads and looked at the blurred-looking young man in green in the sky in horror.

"Fourth level mid-level formation..."

Jiang Ding's mind scanned again and again, and finally said to himself.

This is a formation built based on spiritual veins. It can rely on spiritual veins and the power of a large number of monks. In terms of upper limit of strength, it exceeds many mid-stage Nascent Soul monks.

"Will you pass?"

Black Feather God’s Great Formation for Slaying All Souls!
This is the family formation that has been inherited by the Hei clan for thousands of years. If it were not limited to the fourth-level low-grade spiritual veins, it would be even stronger.

boom!
Under the blade of the extinguishing sword, the dark sound waves shattered, rumbled and shattered, the sword slashed, the dark sound waves reappeared, and they were shattered one after another, it was impossible to withstand it.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and calculated for a moment, then murmured to himself: "However, the number of monks is very large, and it is a fixed formation to protect the clan, not a military formation, so it still poses a great threat."

Jiang Ding seemed to be asking.

Keng!
Draw your sword and kill!

hum!
The Taiqing Flying Sword turned back and stayed on Jiang Ding's shoulder, buzzing as it transmitted the details of various formations that he had tested.

Many monks' brains went blank, their hands and feet were cold, and their souls lost consciousness.

The two attacks converged.

In an instant, many Jindan cultivators felt a huge sword intent permeating all directions, which contained the meaning of destroying and breaking magic. They instantly froze their own magic power. It was extremely difficult to mobilize it, their breathing was stagnant, and they were unable to resist at all.

"Do not……"

Six times in a row,
Only then did the jet-black sound waves block the blue-gold sword and force it back.

Keng!
Cut it down with another sword!
The blue-gold sword light stretched across tens of kilometers, and it was slashed head-on. Each sword made the formation rumble, and a large area of ​​spiritual light collapsed. The formation shook the ground, which was called a natural disaster of destruction.

There is light between heaven and earth,
But at this moment, everything disappeared, leaving only a blue-gold sword light overwhelming the sky, filling the world, and nothing else.

Boo!
I don't know how much time passed, but many monks woke up and looked around.

In all directions, the night sky falls.

"The quality of the main formation personnel in various formations is poor, and the cooperation among the grassroots monks is very chaotic."

The premise is that all the formation nodes are intact, and the people in the main formation have qualified basic formation qualities, and there must be enough people.

A handsome black crow was born from the formation, roared up to the sky, and produced a series of pitch-black sharp sound waves to attack the blue-gold flying sword. It dominated the night formation field that spread for tens of kilometers, gathering spiritual energy to increase attack.

"More formation data is needed."

He could only watch helplessly as a blue-gold sword light appeared on the horizon, carrying the supreme sword domain, splitting the space, and slashing down on the entire fairy city.

This is the power of True Lord Nascent Soul!
One person is enough to suppress Nuo Da's grassland, and everyone surrenders. The only thing that blocks his ruling power is the vast space, not any countervailing force from the lower ranks.

One sword after another without stopping.

The formation of the Animal Spirit Fairy City was shaken to the point of being devastated. Many monks in the city were frightened and tried their best to send their own mana to the formation and pray devoutly to their ancestors for blessings.

Boo!
The handsome black crow born in the clan-protecting formation left the center of the formation and pounced towards the young man in green clothes in the distance. Its sharp beak pecked a deep black hole in space.

The sharp beak contains a strong curse aura, which comes from the resentment of the monks' remnant souls that have accumulated for countless years. If it is contaminated, the Nascent Soul monk will also die of fester. I saw the light of the blue-gold sword coming forward, whether it was chopping, cutting, or wiping. The sword's edge was light and swift, and it always hit the point where the handsome black crow must be saved.

The black crows' killing spree came to a halt, and they were in a hurry.

Obviously with the help of spiritual veins and the power of many monks, the handsome black crow has at least several times the power of the young man in green in front of him, and the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul are not afraid.

but,

Under the light of the sword, he was helpless and unable to exert his full strength. Most of his strength was wasted. Occasionally, he screamed and pounced, but he was dodged and missed.

……

In the center of the Black Feather God's All Souls Slaying Formation, Hei Chengxiu's hazy formation patterns appeared all over his body, his face had bulging veins, his pupils were full of bloodshot eyes, and he was sweating heavily.

"no!"

"Old thief Tushan is proficient in formations. The clan formation is restrained and it is difficult to exert its full power!"

Hei Chengxiu roared angrily.

The expressions of the direct Jindan who were surrounding him who were trying to control the power of the huge formation suddenly changed.

True Monarch Nascent Soul is also proficient in formations,
This kind of person is simply the nemesis of the clan protection formation!
No matter how mysterious the formation is, it will be difficult to persist for too long under the attack of Nascent Soul Lord, who is proficient in formations.

Under a prolonged attack, they will surely fall, their clan will be wiped out, and no chickens or dogs will be left behind!

Just as the Hei family has treated the casual cultivators and their families who dare to resist for thousands of years, they have become the resources for the children of the Hei family to refine magic weapons and practice spells.

"hold onto!"

"We still have a way to survive!"

The old cultivator of the Hei family who smashed the soul card of the True Monarch of the Divine Crow said sternly: "I have received a reply from the Mu family of the nearby Ice and Snow Palace, the ancestor of the Liu family of the Hehuan Sect, and the other five major families including the Yin family of the Six Paths Sect. They have promised to support me. And we have already set off to come here. With the help of the teleportation array, we can arrive in seven days at most!"

"really?"

Seven days!

Many of the direct descendant golden elixirs showed expressions of ecstasy.

In order to gain control of as much territory as possible, the core clans of various families in Beiyuan are far apart. The closest Liu family of the Hehuan Sect would take years for the Jindan monks to travel with all their strength, and it would also take several months for the Nascent Soul monks.

Support will arrive within seven days!

This is almost the speed seen in the history books when the major families formed clans, competed for hegemony in the Northern Plains, and united sincerely!

"Absolutely true!"

Lao Xiu directly took out the ultra-long-distance transmission messages from other family ancestors, and it was not made up by him.

"How can the descendants of our ancestors be short-sighted?"

"It's just me and the villain's heart!"

Hei Chengxiu's eyes filled with tears, and a lot of hope arose in his heart: "If we survive this disaster, in the future, my Hei family and other monks in our family will definitely be able to drive out the barbarians and restore the territory of our ancestors!"

"Brother Chengxiu!"

"I'll be here for help. If there's anything you need to do, just ask!"

The next moment, with hearty laughter, Shang Sanwu, the shopkeeper of the Animal Spirit Branch of the Lingbao Chamber of Commerce, appeared here with a dozen Jindan monks.

Not far away, there were hundreds of foundation-building monks following. They were all equipped with magical weapons and talismans, and they looked like they were ready for a battle at any time.

Obviously, they also received orders from the Shang family. Otherwise, due to the nature of businessmen, they would have to wait and see again and again to check the situation of the first and second warring parties before making a decision. It would be impossible for them to join so quickly and decisively.

(End of this chapter)