The Immortal Spiritual Picture

At the same time, outside the huge Heart-Swallowing Valley, an old Taoist with a goatee in a white robe stood proudly in the air. His eyes were slightly closed but his sword energy was like a tide. There was a chilling atmosphere between heaven and earth, and it seemed that even the people in the air were The clouds stopped flowing.

Behind Lao Dao, there are eight god-transformation monks with different body shapes. The lowest among them is the middle-level god-transformation cultivator. Although their faces are different, the sword energy crisscrossing their bodies is exactly the same.

I saw nine people standing proudly in front of the mountain, but their momentum was like thousands of troops, making people avoid them.

At this time, the disciples of the Zhang family who were watching the mountain to welcome the guests were too frightened to even take a step out of the valley gate. They were hiding in the clan protection formation, panicking and anxiously expecting the family elders to hurry up. Appear.

After all, looking at the expression of the leader of the Lingbo Sect, it seemed as if he was about to draw his sword and strike someone.

The Zhang family members were hiding in the formation like quails, looking forward to it timidly, feeling that their days were like years.

It seemed that hundreds of thousands of years had passed before a familiar figure appeared near the monks of the Zhang family. The man was dressed in gray robes with the word "Zhang" embroidered on the corner of his clothes. He was in the middle stage of spiritual transformation and belonged to the Zhang family. Monk Zhang Yule.

I saw Zhang Yule fleeing very fast, directly out of the valley, and after seeing Yan Yue, the leader of the Lingbo Sect, he bowed and saluted:

“I’ve met Senior Yan.

I don’t know why Senior Yan brought eight sword masters to my Zhang family today. "

The moment he finished speaking, Yan Yue suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body as sharp as a peerless sword unsheathed,

"I'm not in the mood to fight with you, so ask some junior Zhang Yanhua to come see me.

I have something to ask him. "

Seeing that Yan Yue's tone was not gentle at all, and that his family was in trouble, Zhang Yule could only continue to smile and say:

"Senior Yan doesn't know something. That boy Yan Hua and his wife have recently joined the Deuxu Sect together. They said that the birthday of the master of the Dexu Sect is coming and he wants to give a gift to Master.

If you have anything, why don't you tell me? "

When Yan Yue saw Zhang Yule carrying out the Deuxu Gate to deal with him, he snorted coldly before taking a look. Just this glance made Zhang Yule's whole body hurt as if he was being struck by a sword.

He couldn't help but change his expression, and secretly thought that this old guy Yan Yue had a high level of swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he heard Yan Yue say again:

“I don’t care where he goes, I only give you half a month;

If after half a month, the Zhang family still can't catch Zhang Yanhua in front of me, then you Zhang family members had better keep your eyes open at all times when walking outside. After all, if you close your eyes, you may not be able to open them. "

Hearing this, Zhang Yule's expression completely changed.

"Senior Yan!

What do you mean?

Is it possible that the Lingbo sect wants to start a war with our Zhang family? "

As he said this, it was impossible not to panic in his heart.

How many years has it taken for the Zhang family to develop? Even though the number of monks has barely increased to more than 300,000, most of them are only low-level monks under the Zi Mansion;

But the Lingbo sect is different. The Lingbo sect has been inherited for thousands of years. In terms of family power and foundation, the two Zhang families cannot compare to the Lingbo sect. With such a disparity in power, the Zhang family definitely does not want to compete with the Lingbo sect. Wave party.

Zhang Yanhua, that jealous and incompetent fool, couldn't even handle the murders, dragging down the Zhang family in vain!

Such thoughts flashed through Zhang Yule's mind. When he was thinking about how to ease it or scare Yan Yue with the Destroying Sect, he didn't want to just listen to Yan Yue's cold snort.

“Lingbo disciples obey orders!

Form a formation! "

"yes!"

The voices of the eight sword masters came together, but when they fell in Zhang Yule's ears, they were no different than the clarion call of the King of Hell.

"madman!

You crazy people! "

As Zhang Yule spoke, he quickly returned to the clan protection formation regardless of his demeanor. The next moment, the clan protection formation was launched with all its strength!

At this time, Yan Yue's momentum was like a rainbow, and his whole person seemed to be transformed into a spiritual sword in the middle of the sword formation; ŴŴŴ.

At the same time, the other eight sword masters surrounded Yan Yue, just like stars surrounding the bright moon. The moment the formation was formed, the surrounding spiritual energy of the world surged into the sword formation like a roar, and dust flew for a while as if the space was torn apart. crack!

I saw that the momentum of the nine people in the sword formation was integrated into one, and even the breathing pace was coordinated, as if they had performed this formation countless times before and had achieved mind-to-mind communication.

Yan Yue, who was in the center of the sword array, had a stern expression. After changing the spells with both hands, he looked at the Zhang family's clan-protecting formation on the ground. He snorted coldly, then cast out spells with one hand and shouted:

"cut!"

Suddenly, the sword techniques in the hands of the eight sword masters behind him changed at the same time, and the spiritual swords in front of them made a loud clanking sound. In the blink of an eye, the eight spiritual swords shot out like thunder and merged with Yan Yue's sword and continued to grow!

From Yan Yue forming a formation to the giant sword condensing, all this happened in just one breath!

Zhang Yule hid in the formation, looking at the giant sword above his head with fear in his eyes. His heart was in his throat. At this moment, he had no time to think about whether what the patriarch did was right or wrong. He was just worried. Can our clan-protecting formation be able to withstand the powerful blow of the Lingbo Sword Formation?

In the blink of an eye, the original giant sword disappeared, and what appeared instead was a thunderous sword light that was more than three feet wide and had no visible edge.

At this moment, most of the Zhang family monks didn't understand what was happening. They looked at the clan-protecting formation above their heads in confusion. When they were still wondering, they saw a sword light with astonishing momentum above their heads, like thunder from the nine heavens, rolling down. ,

Even Zhang Yucheng showed a look of fear on his face, not to mention other gods or Yuanying cultivators. Some people even retreated involuntarily, using protective spiritual light to resist the pressure of the sword formation. Some timid Qi-cultivating and foundation-building cultivators had fainted under the sword pressure that destroyed the world.

Zhang Yucheng couldn't help but hold his breath. In the dead silence, the sword light above his head was slashing down, and the protective formation of the clan was shining brightly and resisting with all its strength.

The sky and the earth were divided by the sword light and the rosy clouds. The upper and lower parts were clearly divided. The violent spiritual energy fluctuations were stirred up. The towering mountains and trees around the Heart-Swallowing Valley were broken in half, and the rocks were shattered. The spiritual energy mixed with the sword energy was stirring in the valley like a beast's howl, which made people shudder!

At this time, the sword light that almost penetrated the sky and the earth had not dissipated a bit, but the Zhang family's protective formation was already flashing with rosy clouds. It was obvious that it could not hold on for much longer.

Seeing that the family's protective formation seemed unable to withstand the attack, Zhang Yucheng quickly took out the formation disk as if he had just woken up from a dream, and poured his true essence into it like a tide!

But at this moment, there was a loud noise, the sword light shone brightly, and the formation instantly shattered like a mirror. The runes and lines that were originally tightly arranged on the formation lost their order at this moment. Under the thunder of the sword light, the shattered glow of the formation instantly dissipated like fireworks!