Chapter 589 Great Dao Sword Formation

Li Yuze's escape made him even more unable to contain the terrifying attack from Scarlet Yao Immortal Palace.

As the heavenly fire burned one after another with the Golden Crow's breath, the mountain-protecting formation constructed by the Twelve Sword Peaks became increasingly powerless.

Cracks appeared on the mountain of the Twelve Sword Peaks, and high temperatures began to gradually penetrate into the formation, causing the internal temperature to rise sharply, and the breath was filled with hot breath.

This attack lasted for half a day.

Under the continuous bombardment of Chiyao Immortal Palace, the mountain-protecting formation of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance could no longer withstand such continuous attacks.

Finally, from day to night, in the darkness of the night, there was a crisp sound.

The entire Twelve Sword Peaks mountain-protecting formation flashed several times, and then the entire formation continued to disintegrate from the bottom. The final barrier that protected the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance was completely gone.

On the Chiyao Immortal Palace, Chu Yangang's eyes were cold. When he saw the destroyed formation, he waved his hand: "Everyone, attack the mountain gate and remove the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance from Qingzhou today."

"yes!"

One by one, the disciples and elders of the Fire Cloud Palace agreed, with excited and ferocious expressions on their faces.

In addition to the elders in Scarlet Yao Immortal Palace, Fire Cloud Palace also brought tens of thousands of disciples, just for this moment.

At the same time, at the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, Li Yuze's eyes boiled with murderous intent, and he roared: "All elders and disciples listen to the order, the survival of the sect depends on this battle. If you want to survive, you can only fight to the death and kill the scum like Huoyundian." ”

On each of the Twelve Sword Peaks, there are a large number of disciples standing with flying swords unsheathed on their waists. The elders ride on the wind with their swords, forming a waterfall of sword sea, which is extremely majestic.

Scarlet Glory Immortal Palace slowly descended, and the Golden Crow Dharma Appearance phantom opened its mouth again and spat out. The sky was filled with fire rain that lit up the night sky, illuminating the faces of many disciples who were either excited or frightened.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Fire rain fell, trees and land were blown away, waves of flames rolled, and blazing heat swept across all directions. Before many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance could respond, they were swallowed up by the flames and burned to ashes.

Chiyao Immortal Palace launched several waves of attacks, causing heavy casualties to the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

Originally, the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance was the second sect in Qingzhou after Huoyun Palace. There were tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, which was more than the number of disciples brought by Chiyao Immortal Palace of Huoyun Palace.

But in front of Chiyao Immortal Palace, the number of disciples is just cannon fodder.

Not to mention the outer disciples, even the inner disciples suffered huge losses. Their cultivation in Yunling Realm was just stronger ants in front of a war fortress like Scarlet Yao Immortal Palace.

Even the elders of the Secret Realm have fallen. The attack of Scarlet Glory Immortal Palace is very terrifying. That is to say, the attack of Scarlet Glory Immortal Palace has a relatively long forward swing, which gives the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance some breathing space.

Chiyao Immortal Palace did not continue to attack. They not only wanted to destroy the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, but also wanted to seize the territory of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance and make it their own.

If it is smashed into pieces and the spiritual veins are cut off, it will not be worth the gain, so disciples and elders need to be sent out to clean up the remaining resistance.

In addition, the consumption of Scarlet Glory Immortal Palace is there, and one strike is worth millions of spirit stones. When the mountain protection formation has been broken, a small exchange of human lives is more cost-effective than using Chi Glory Immortal Palace to attack.

Just like in modern warfare, although missiles are good, no country will do it if they are used to bomb a single infantryman. This is a loss-making business.

When the Scarlet Yao Immortal Palace landed, the ground shook and the mountains shook. Disciples of the Fire Cloud Palace dressed in red rushed out from all directions of the Immortal Palace.

"Kill, kill, kill, follow me and kill tens of thousands of sword allies."

"Behead the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, and you will be rewarded with five hundred spiritual stones."

"Kill all the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance and let the sun and moon in Gyeongju change the sky."

Under the leadership of the elders of the Fire Cloud Palace, the disciples of the Fire Cloud Palace fought against the Twelve Blades.

"You guys from the Fire Cloud Palace, please learn how to use the flying swords of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance."

"If you don't want to die, fight with all your strength to repel these Fire Cloud Palace bastards."

"If you kill a person from Huoyun Palace, you will be rewarded with one thousand spiritual stones. If you kill an inner disciple, you will be rewarded with ten thousand spiritual stones. If you kill an elder, you will be rewarded with five hundred thousand spiritual stones."

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance responded in the same way. Under the leadership of the elders, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance controlled the flying swords and collided with the disciples of the Fire Cloud Palace who were going up the mountain.

In an instant, countless treasures, magic weapons, talismans, supernatural powers, and Taoist methods were intertwined, turning the entire battlefield into a mess.

An elder of the Fire Cloud Palace with long red hair used the Fire-Eating Pure Yang True Technique, and a spiritual fire called Yin Ghost Flame was activated from all over his body.

This kind of flame shows a color change of green and blue, with a cold atmosphere. It is not like ordinary flames, but thin and light, more like a thick fog. Once it appears, it begins to spread. Like a heavy fog sweeping over.

A disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance had just been shrouded in ghostly flames, and his whole soul was burned directly. Flames spurted out from his seven orifices, and he screamed in agony. He fell to the ground and rolled over for several breaths, and then became motionless.

If someone examined his body, they would find that his outer skin and flesh were intact, but the internal organs and brains inside his body had been cooked by high temperatures.

The heavy mist transformed by the ghost flames wavered and swayed, igniting the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, burning them tender on the outside and charred on the inside.

Above the sky, a biting cold wind howled by. An elder from the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance controlled a magical flying sword. The flying sword was made of ice crystals, filled with biting cold air, and froze the air into snowflake crystals.

The elder of the Fire Cloud Hall who was releasing the ghost fire of the Yin Spirit noticed something was wrong, and his eyes burst into flames. He wanted to resist, but the flying sword pierced his neck directly. His movements froze, his head rolled off his neck, and his body was frozen into an ice sculpture, which fell to the ground from a high altitude and broke into pieces.

The ice crystal flying sword continued to move. When it swept across the earth, it froze a large number of Fire Cloud Hall disciples into lifelike ice sculptures, turning them into a forest of ice sculptures like human body art.

The sword cultivators are known as the best in attack, and the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance is proficient in flying swords. In terms of attack power, they are stronger than the fire attack of the Fire Cloud Hall.

The elders fought in the sky, and the disciples fought on the ground.

On the battlefield, the flying swords cut through the sky, flying like a dragon.

The flames ignited and instantly turned into a huge wave of fire, surging.

The talismans flickered, and the brilliance shone on the battlefield.

The disciples and elders on both sides fought fiercely, creating this grand battlefield.

But what really determines the direction of this battle is not the disciples and elders of both sides, but the higher Daotai realm.

Chu Yangang of Huoyun Hall led the team and slowly placed himself in the sky with four Daotai realm supreme elders.

They wore gorgeous robes, with golden crows circling around them, unicorns dancing in the clouds, thunder rolling in the void, and the master looked down on one side, with supreme majesty, as if covering the glory of the sun and the moon.

The five Daotai realm masters dominated the battlefield, and the majestic momentum made many Wanjian League disciples below change color.

The morale of Huoyun Hall soared, and the fighting spirit burned.

"Heavenly power!"

Di Pingqiu sneered and clasped his hands.

Heavenly power! Heavenly power! Heavenly power!

The other three Daotai realm masters also clasped their hands together, using the signature ability of the Daotai realm, opening the eye between their eyebrows, communicating with the long river of the Dao, and controlling the power of heaven and earth nearby.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunders intertwined, and flying swords fell, oppressing the flying swords like a piece of heaven and earth. The raging thunders turned into the Emperor of Heaven, as if he controlled all thunders. With a wave of his hand, thousands of thunders rushed, destroying everything like lightning.

There were volcanic eruptions, and the flames burned fiercely, forming a fire giant like a hill. Every step the giant took could create a small magma lake, burning the enemy to ashes.

The powerful power of the Daotai Realm, whether it was the elders or disciples of the Wanjian League, seemed particularly fragile in the face of the huge natural disasters caused by the power of heaven.

Every time the power of heaven descended, it inspired the power that seemed to destroy the world, and the roar resounded through the world, making people feel cold and dominating the entire battlefield.

The natural disasters raged on the battlefield, and the Daotai Realm strongmen did not talk about martial ethics. For the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm and the disciples of the Yunling Realm, it was a desperate thing.

In this world where one person can form an army, the appearance of a strong man is enough to change the situation of the battlefield, let alone five Daotai Realm strong men.

They are very efficient in clearing out the miscellaneous soldiers. The terrain is rewritten with the might of heaven. There is no force on the battlefield that can compete with them.

The battle situation of the entire Wanjian League is rapidly collapsing. A large number of Wanjian League disciples have been killed and collapsed, turning around and fleeing regardless of anything.

Compared with the Daotai Realm strong men in Huoyun Hall, there is only Li Yuze, a Daotai Realm seventh-level strong man, on the Wanjian League side. He is also targeted by Chu Yangang.

Seeing the disciples and elders die tragically under the might of heaven, Li Yuze's eyes are bloodshot. He is fighting with Chu Yangang while pinching the magic spell.

"Since you don't give us Wanjian League a way to live, you Huoyun Hall can't think of having an easy time either. Twelve Constellations Heavenly Sword Formation, rise!"

As soon as the voice fell, the twelve sword peaks shook violently at the same time, and the mountain was almost split in half.

In the night sky, twelve rays of starlight fell from the sky, and the power of the stars was guided and landed on the twelve sword peaks.

A terrifying crack appeared in the void, and the power of the long river of the avenue leaked into reality. This was the avenue array.

Guanchao Pavilion once sacrificed millions of people and consumed many spiritual materials and divine objects to create the Hundred Rivers Covering Array, which belonged to the avenue array and was the culprit for the defeat of Guanchao Pavilion.

Under the shining of the stars, the twelve sword peaks were shining brightly, like twelve huge swords that penetrated the sky and the earth, emitting overwhelming power fluctuations.

Many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords League who were fighting on the scene suddenly lost control of the flying swords in their hands and reversed and inserted into their heads.

Many flying swords that were left on the ground because of death also flew up spontaneously, attacking both sides without distinguishing between enemies and friends.

The souls of these monks who died under the flying swords instantly disintegrated and collapsed, and were swallowed up by the long river of the avenue.

The Great Dao formation is not so easy to form, and it needs to bear the cost of the Great Dao backlash. The Twelve Heavenly Swords Formation uses local materials and uses the blood of the cultivators on the battlefield to bear the Great Dao backlash, whether they are the Wanjian League’s own people or the disciples of the Fire Cloud Hall.

The battlefield was full of blood, and cultivators died under the flying swords one by one. Many Wanjian League disciples fell to the ground with their eyes wide open. They did not expect that they would die under the Great Dao formation of their own sect.

During the blood sacrifice, the spiritual veins deep underground under the ground of the Wanjian League were almost instantly drained, and the starlight was rapidly compressed, and finally condensed into twelve Heavenly Swords that were no more than three feet long.

As soon as the twelve Heavenly Swords took shape, Di Pingqiu and others felt a great threat, and their faces changed, and they were mixed with shock and anger.

"Li Yuze, you lunatic, actually used the blood of your own sect disciples to sacrifice the Great Dao formation."

Di Pingqiu cursed, the Wanjian League actually hid a Great Dao formation, and was so cruel to his own sect.

"Be careful."

Chu Yangang's face also turned cold. Even at this point, the Wanjian League still has a trump card.

He decisively shook the Wanfa Yin-Yang Bell, and the Wandao magic flew up, rippling the void, but this still failed to prevent the formation of the Twelve Constellations Heavenly Sword Formation.

The twelve Heavenly Swords intertwined to form a vast sword formation, the mountains and trees swayed, the sand and stones jumped, and a frightening sword intent spread.

The next moment, the twelve Heavenly Swords were all aimed at a Daotai Realm expert.

The Heavenly Swords connected the infinite torrent of the long river of the Great Dao, making each Heavenly Sword filled with terrifying power. Wherever it passed, black marks appeared in the void, as if even the space was cut apart.

The Daotai Realm expert of the Fire Cloud Hall, who was chosen as the target of the Great Dao Sword Formation, looked pale. While dodging, he fought back with various magic weapons and spiritual fire.

Other Daotai Realm experts also helped, but these attacks only slightly hindered the Heavenly Swords. If the Great Dao Formation was so easy to crack, it could not be named the Great Dao.

The dodging skills of this Daotai realm expert were not faster than the Heavenly Sword. As the Heavenly Swords pierced through his body, they also pierced his soul. Even the soul of the Heshen level could hardly escape the Heavenly Swords carrying the aura of the Great Dao.

The first Daotai realm to fall in this battle appeared, from the Fire Cloud Hall.

Now it seemed to be quiet for a few seconds, and Chu Yangang was furious.

He held the Wanfa Yinyang Bell and rushed towards Li Yuze. As long as Li Yuze, the controller, was killed, the Great Dao Sword Formation would disintegrate by itself.

The middle-grade spiritual treasure Wanfa Yinyang Bell was used to the limit in Chu Yangang's hands. He shuttled through the sword formation at an unparalleled speed. Every time the Wanfa Yinyang Bell was struck, it could trigger a terrifying impact like swallowing the eight wastelands, and countless treasures smashed down.

The twelve Heavenly Swords turned around and flew towards Chu Yangang.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Wanfa Yin-Yang Bell covered Chu Yangang, and the Heavenly Sword hit it, leaving deep sword marks, but it was difficult to really shake and destroy this mid-grade spiritual treasure.

The majestic bell sounded like a surging wave, and between collisions, Chu Yangang flew towards Li Yuze.

Li Yuze was so scared that he turned around and fled. He got into the cracks of the Jianfeng Mountain and played hide-and-seek with Chu Yangang.

Li Yuze gave up the precise control of the Twelve Sword Formation, and just let it attack in a large area to kill all the cultivators present.

The twelve Heavenly Swords were raging, and many Fire Cloud Hall disciples were torn apart by the aftermath of the sword energy, and turned into dust together with the rocks and trees.

Whether it was the disciples of the Yunling Realm or the strong men of the Secret Treasure Realm, in front of the Heavenly Sword condensed by the Great Dao Sword Formation, they were like an ant. Even the three Fire Cloud Hall Daotai Realm strong men were forced to jump up and down by the Heavenly Sword.

Under compulsion, the cultivators present also drilled into the underground and the cracks of the mountain. The interior of the Twelve Sword Peaks was hollowed out by the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance as the residence of the disciples. Now the mountain has collapsed, and the intricate passages inside are the best hiding places.

Tianjian also drilled into the cracks of the mountain, vowing to fight to the death.

Now it depends on whether Tianjian kills them first, or Chu Yangang kills Li Yuze first.

This battle has too many changes. The Fire Cloud Hall and the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance fought to a white-hot and tragic level, with heavy casualties on both sides.

In the twilight, the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance looked particularly desolate. The sky and the earth were filled with a strong smell of blood, and the spiritual power and soul fragments like fireflies were floating in the clouds.

Broken flying swords were scattered all over the battlefield. The incomplete flying swords lost the guidance of their masters and were weakly inserted into the land full of holes.

The lush forests were uprooted, huge spiritual trees and plants turned to ashes, the earth was hit by magic power and deep gullies were formed, and palaces and pagodas were shattered and turned into broken walls.

There was only a dead silence between heaven and earth, only underground and inside the mountain, there were continuous roars, and the cruelty of the battlefield was beyond imagination.

The battle here was coming to an end, and farther away, there were forces from all over Qingzhou secretly watching.

After all, in half a day, the Fire Cloud Hall started a war of extermination against the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, and such a big movement had already spread throughout Qingzhou.

As long as there was a little bit of power in Qingzhou, they would send spies to inquire about the battle of change that would affect the future of Qingzhou.

On a hill outside, Su Jie also appeared here. Seeing the collapse of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance's mountain protection formation and the murderous appearance of the Great Dao Sword Formation, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Fight, fight harder, I will help you add some spice."

While speaking, Su Jie quietly released the Thousand Hands Centipede.

The Thousand Hands Centipede used its unique digging skills to dig a hole with Su Jie's dog towards the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. (End of this chapter)