The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Defensive and flinching can't solve the problem, the sword formation composed of thirty-six flying swords spread out again, pressed down, and completely covered the huge spirit maple tree, the sword light whizzed across and cut off pieces of maple leaves, Jianhu The defensive momentum she relied on did not achieve the results she expected.

"You are not weaker than Daoyou Liu, but much weaker than her. It's really surprising. Is it because she has mastered a higher-level inheritance?"

As the sword formation pressed down, Zhao Shi said calmly.

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Jianhu saw that his painstakingly planned sneak attack had no effect at all, and he couldn't even find the opponent's real body, so he couldn't help showing despair: "If I die here, Baicao Sect will not let you go, Jindan The importance of peak monks to Baicao Sect is beyond your imagination."

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Jianhu didn't care about Tianming, whose face had changed drastically, she was the Golden Elixir of Baicao Sect, not the Golden Elixir of Taishang Jianzong.

"you……"

Tian Ming's face changed drastically at first, and she immediately felt panic in her heart. She thought she could be in harmony, but in fact no one really took her seriously.

"hey-hey!"

She thought of Zhao Shi's fiery eyes when he saw Aunt Liu and Jianhu, two Jindan peak monks, far surpassed her own. I am afraid that the real treasure in the other party's heart is Jianhu itself.

Sure enough, Zhao Shi didn't have the slightest intention of being moved by Jianhu's words.

"My intention is not with Tianming, but with fellow daoist. If fellow daoist can decide to do this himself, I will never touch any of your belongings, and I can also promise fellow daoist a condition that is not too excessive.

Even if I don't talk about friends, I know that I am a hopeful person who can transform into a god, and the value of one of my conditions that is not too excessive lies. "

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shi didn't intend to hold back his hands. His slender fingers were a little red, and the red light of the thirty-six flying swords below was even brighter. The maple leaf sword energy on the maple tree disappeared quickly as the ice and snow melted.

"You fart!"

Jianhu scolded, everyone is dead, why do you want to promise conditions?

Besides, although she is sure that Zhao Shi has the hope of being promoted to God Transformation, but how many years will be in the future, by then she will have already become a dead bone, what does the prosperity of the world have to do with her?

Looking at the scene in front of him, he knew that the moment of life and death had come, and he dared not hold anything back, otherwise he might die here.

She slapped her chest violently, spurting a big mouthful of blood onto the trunk of the Lingfeng tree transformed by the Flying Sword of Fate behind her, and then pinched her fingers, linking up her mana and casting a series of spells on the tall Lingfeng tree.

crunch

There was a sound of twisting roots, the ground trembled, earth and rocks rolled, and an old and stagnant face appeared on the trunk of Lingfeng. His eyes were full of confusion. It seemed that he had just woken up from the long years and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, it met Jianhu's gaze, and was startled suddenly. The wooden green eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty color, and the green wooden mouth suddenly roared at the sky, and its actions suddenly became orderly.

The rhizome re-entered the ground and drew spiritual energy from the deepest part. The green trunks and branches began to deform, fork, and close together. After a while, thousands of green sword-shaped branches condensed into shape. Enough to cut through the sharpness of the magic weapon.

"Qianmu Killing Formation, get up!"

Amidst Jianhu's stern shouts, thousands of green sword-shaped branches twisted and danced regularly, and a mysterious aura came, and the aura suddenly increased several times, like the ancient demon tree performing a killing dance, and a faint coercion hit , people can't help but instinctively frightened, this is the instinctive genetic imprint left by human beings in ancient times.

Ding ding ding!

Ling Fengshu, who had been suppressed by the thirty-six flying sword formations, began to fight back.

The maple leaf sword energy surrounds the sword-shaped branches, and each maple leaf has a branch closely related to it, with a natural blood connection. Thousands of sword-shaped branches gather to form a cloud. Take dozens of steps back.

The blood lotus sword array roared and roared, and the shrill sound of thirty-six flying swords piercing the air resounded all around, launching a new round of attacks, but was still forced back by the thousands of sword-shaped branches accompanied by maple leaves, thirty-six The flying sword's red light was slightly dimmed.

Fortunately, the thousand-mouthed sword-shaped branches seem to be extremely dependent on their own trunks, and after forcing the thirty-six flying swords back, they stopped chasing, giving the thirty-six flying swords a chance to breathe.

Seeing this, Zhao Shi was silent: "Sure enough, any monk who has cultivated to the peak of the golden core and spent hundreds of years of cultivation and killing should not be underestimated."

"It's just that she still has to die, because I am stronger with the help of the formation."

Zhao Shi's wrist was automatically split to the point, and blood flowed out, spontaneously scattered to the thirty-six flying swords, making them glow with more intense blood.

The Sword Master of the Sea of ​​Blood has made great achievements in the way of blood. Blood has its own peculiarities and can be reused and replenished.

The blood on the wrist flowed out and spread to the thirty-six flying swords, as if a blood net of thirty-six flying swords spread out from the wrist, one of which was ordinary and nothing like the other red flying swords. What kind of red flying sword got the most blood, half of the total amount.

"Senior Jianhu, that flying sword is his natal flying sword. It is the most dangerous and the only flaw. If you can destroy this flying sword, you can kill him."

Amidst the bloody light, a feeling that made their scalps tingle came over. Tianming ignored the gap between him and Jianhu, and hurriedly revealed the information he and Aunt Liu exchanged their lives for.

"I see."

Jianhu stared solemnly at the blood sword wrapped in a large amount of blood. The whole formation was resonating for it and providing it with strength. It exuded an aura that pierced the sky. The ground hurts, and there are tears flowing out.

Jianhu took a deep breath, and poured all the mana in her body into the spirit maple tree. Unknowingly, she snorted and stimulated her dantian again. Bloodshot mana surged out of the already empty dantian again, pouring into the spirit maple tree. on the maple tree.

The spirit maple tree that has gained a lot of mana is dancing, the sharpness on the thousand-mouthed sword-shaped branches is even more sharp, although the surrounding maple leaves have no more sword energy, but the green clothes on them are even stronger, and the entire thousand-mouthed sword-shaped aura Add another point.

Faced with this, Zhao Shi's expression was indifferent. After losing half of the blood in his body, the wound closed automatically and healed.

"Destroyed."

hum~

The whole formation was shaken, and the thirty-six flying swords lit up bright red one by one from the blood lotus sword, and then there was a clatter, and the thirty-five flying swords were automatically arranged behind the blood lotus sword, with the blood lotus sword as the spear point , forming a scarlet cone-like formation.

The moment the formation was formed, the sky was filled with red light, and the sword shadow disappeared, and what appeared instead was a blood-colored cone filled with red light, like a condor on a high mountain, piercing straight down from the sky ten thousand feet high!

Beep, beep, beep!

Before the attack came, the sharp sound of the blood-colored cone piercing the air sounded, and the aftermath of the air caused Qianmu's formation to be in turmoil, making the hearts of Jianhu and the two heavy. The branches of the flying sword are intertwined, forming a giant wooden sword that soars to the sky and stabs at the wheat awning with the tip of a needle, without any hesitation or fear.

boom!

Like the blood-colored heavenly punishment, the blood-colored thin cone descended from the sky, and the point of the blood-colored cone directly collided with the tip of the green giant wooden sword. A wooden fragment fell to the ground, and the majestic Lingfeng, which seemed to last forever, collapsed, setting off a large cloud of smoke and dust.

As the aura collapsed, a green flying sword with extremely dim aura fell powerlessly beside the hopeless Jianhu, like a piece of scrap iron.

The next moment, the thin red cone with a dim red light pierced Jianhu's forehead without any hindrance.