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Three hundred and ninetieth chapters fight back to death

Su Hao's voice rumbling, sonorous and powerful.

The word "forming formation" was spit out from his mouth, and Duanmu Longtai and others immediately gathered together and occupied their own position. The nine of them had long been familiar with the Ten Killing Formation to the point where they could not be familiar with it, and even if they closed their eyes, they would not stand in the wrong position.

Although Ye Yun had not practiced many times, with the help of the hearts of immortals and demons, almost all his soul and soul were opened that time, and he felt the various changes of the Ten Killing Formation from the most detailed point. All the exquisiteness and mystery were clearly imprinted in his heart. The operation of the formation was no different from that of Duanmu Longtai and the others, and it was even half better in the essence.

Ten people occupied their positions and kept making tricks in their hands. They saw light and shadows flowing between the ten people, as if they were all connected.

The Ten Killing Formation is like a pyramid. Four people at the bottom are led by the seventh senior brother Hua Wen who is carrying earth-based spiritual energy. They gather their spiritual energy together and purify and merge them with earth-based spiritual energy to form a thick base, connected to the earth-based spiritual energy, and are indestructible.

On top of the four of them, there was a three-person team led by the second senior brother Mo Ru. They held their hands and came from the Yongquan point at the bottom of their feet, injected into their bodies, and then gathered together. A stream of spiritual power shot out from their palms and passed to the two above them, one of which was the eldest senior brother Duanmu Longtai.

Duanmu Longtai and Lu Qianqiu occupied the third floor. The two sat cross-legged, with one palm pressing against each other, while the other palm was held up to the sky. In their palms, Ye Yun was holding the purple shadow sword.

Ye Yun was carrying the thunder spirit aura, and was the last attacker.

The power of lightning is the punishment of the way of heaven. It is exerted to the extreme, with its power that is immeasurable and invincible. The most critical position of the Ten Killing Formation is the disciples with the thunder spirit energy. If the thunder spirit energy does not condense the attack power of ten people and convert it into the thunder and lightning power, the power will be much worse.

If there is no thunder spirit energy that can exert five or even ten times the power of ten people, then the ten killing formations that possess the thunder spirit energy can exert at least twenty times, fifty times, or even hundreds of times the power.

With the support of the Ten Killing Formation, almost everyone's cultivation has been greatly improved. Although it is still far from the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, it is no surprise that it reaches the fifth or even sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm on average. If the Ten Killing Formation composed of such a ten disciple can exert a hundred times the power, even if it faces the fourth and fifth level masters of the Golden Elixir Realm, they will have the power to fight.

Ye Yun only felt a stream of spiritual power that was extremely vibrant. He used it from below to turn into two ripples that penetrated into the soles of his feet, winding up along the meridians, filling every part of his body.

Ye Yun never felt the true energy in his body so powerful that it was almost unbelievable. Even when he absorbed spiritual energy at that time, he almost exploded his body.

The most important thing is that this powerful true energy did not make him feel like he exploded his body at all. Instead, he felt that his body was a bottomless pit. Even if he had ten times more spiritual energy, he was afraid that he could accommodate it.

Ye Yun was not surprised at all. He had a deep understanding of the Ten Killing Formation. The understanding that he gained from using his soul to feel the profound formation cannot be described in words.

The true energy continued to pour into the body, and Ye Yun did not let them stay for a long time. He used the mystery of the Ten Killing Formation to slowly merge this powerful true energy with the thunder spirit energy, temporarily becoming a more powerful and profound thunder spirit energy.

This extremely powerful thunder spirit energy continued to inject into the purple shadow sword in Ye Yun's hand. Only the electric light on the purple shadow sword flashed and crackled.

Above Ye Yun's head, a black cloud of disaster emerged out of thin air, and there was also an electric snake shuttle and the thunder rumbling.

"Sage of Fire Cloud, do you really want to kill the death?" Su Hao shouted angrily.

"Huoyun, come on." The seventh elder said coldly.

Murong Wuqing didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit. The war was raging. This was the biggest danger in his life, but it did not make him feel scared at all. Instead, he was full of eagerness because he knew that with his current cultivation level, fighting with a strong man at the seventh level of the Golden Dan realm would gain unimaginable experience.

Of course, the premise is to survive. He believed that if he could survive this time, the Golden Pill Avenue could no longer stop him and would definitely enter the Nascent Soul Realm within fifty years and become an ancestor.

Yan Changchun's eyes were full of determination. Even Su Hao and Murong Wuhen had never seen such determination in Yan Changchun's eyes.

"Senior Huoyun, today it is either my Tianjian Sect disappearing into this land, or you, the Saint of Huoyun, turned into smoke and clouds."

"Mr. Huoyun, I know that even if we join forces to fight the strongest attack and cooperate well, we will still not be your opponent. However, are you sure you can be intact next? What confidence do you have to take us mother and daughter away alive?"

Shui Qingxuan was very clear about the situation at this moment. Even though the Huoyun Saint seemed to have not recovered much at this moment, once he fought to the death, the attack power he could burst out would definitely not be able to resist them.

The Huoyun Saint frowned slightly and said coldly: "Do you want to die? Have you forgotten that you are the saint of the Xiling Demon Clan, and you have even practiced the Great Demon Point Divine Art. Even if you break the skills at this moment, with these twenty years of cultivation, it will have unimaginable benefits for you to understand the way of heaven in the future. Are you willing to die?"

Shui Qingxuan smiled sweetly and said slowly: "How do you know that I can't bear to leave? Do you have to surrender and ask you to bring my mother and daughter back and use the Li Dai Tao Zombie method?"

The Huoyun Saint said, "You should know that I will not use you to use the Li Dai Tao Zombie method, and your daughter can also be treated the same as you."

Shui Qingxuan smiled and said, "As the saint of Xiling Demon Clan, do you think I will be at your mercy and let you exchange for dozens of my demon companions? Besides, how do you know that Xiling Demon Clan will use dozens of demon children to exchange for my life?"

The Huoyun Saint was stunned and then laughed: "Every saint of the demon clan is the hope of the whole clan. Not to mention dozens of demon clan children, even hundreds or thousands, they will not frown."

Shui Qingxuan said lightly: "Then why not give it a try."

The Huoyun Saint took a deep breath, looked around, swept across everyone's face, and finally landed on Shui Qingxuan's face. A faint light flashed between his fingers, but saw him swallowing a slightly black purple pill into his mouth.

"Take it!"

At this moment, Shui Qingxuan suddenly shouted in a low voice, although her voice was extremely low, it clearly penetrated into everyone's ears.

"The Relentless Heavenly Sword!"

Murong Wuqing was the first to take action. He was ready to move and wanted to take action immediately. He heard Shui Qingxuan shouting softly without hesitation. He slapped his hands and the true energy in his body came out with all his strength. A huge sky sword shot into the sky from his fingers and palms, slashing it hard at the Fire Cloud Saint.

"Sword slashes the immortality!"

Yan Changchun took a step forward, and the light shone in his hand. His originally slightly gray hair turned into silver threads in an instant, and his face became old and full of ravines. He actually used swordsmanship to cut off his life, condensed the power of his life on this sword, slashing demons and eliminating demons.

"Born a sword!"

The Seventh Elder was also prepared, and his lifelong cultivation was now condensed in this sword. The long sword seemed to be slow and fast, and had already appeared at the forehead of the Holy Master Fire Cloud.

"Seven Shadowless Rolls of Waves!"

Su Hao suddenly turned into a afterimage, and saw sword lights shot out from him quickly. Seven sword lights came out one after another. Finally, they all condensed half a foot before reaching the body of the Fire Cloud Saint, turning into long needles that seemed to be able to pierce the space and shot into the heart of the Fire Cloud Saint.

"Light silk sleeves, smoke is heavy!"

Shui Qingxuan shouted in a low voice, and two white silks shot out from her sleeves, shaking slightly in the air, and smoke suddenly arose, and then came first, surrounding the entire Huoyun Saint. This strange smoke not only blocked the view, but also isolated the spiritual consciousness. The Huoyun Saint in the deep smoke was like a blind man at this moment, and he could not see everyone's attacks at all.

The white silk shot away like lightning, but it shot towards the abdomen of the Fire Cloud Saint.

At the same time, Ye Yun at the top of the Ten Killing Formation happened to inject all the thunder spirit aura into the Purple Shadow Sword. The black catastrophe cloud above his head became more and more solid, and the lightning flashed in the air, crackling and rumbled, as if it came from above the nine heavens.

"Divine Thunder of the World!"

Ye Yun stabbed out with a sword, and the catastrophe clouds in the sky suddenly shook, and instantly shrank, condensed into a ball, and then broke through the air with a soothing sound, emitting purple light and shadow, rushing towards the head of the Fire Cloud Saint.

After injecting such a powerful thunder spirit energy, this world-destroying divine thunder was completely different from the previous attacks.

The previous world-destroying divine thunder were born from the cloud of disasters. The thunder punishment as thick as an arm hit the opponent. Once it hit, it was filled with lightning. The electric snake was raging and it would be instantly hit into charcoal. Even if it did not have the body, it would be seriously injured and completely lost the power to fight again.

However, this world-destroying divine thunder directly turned the Tribulation Cloud into a thunder punishment, and Ye Yun could not imagine how many times the power had increased.

The six attacks arrived instantly, hitting the Fire Cloud Saint almost at the same time, without rushing into the smoke condensed by Shui Qingxuan one after another.

Just as the six paths of attack were about to come, a wisp of golden light appeared in the smoke. It flashed and swept the smoke into powder and dispersed in an instant.

A golden light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master Fire Cloud, and he suddenly shouted!

"Golden Light Slaying God Art!"
Chapter completed!
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