Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1500: Breaking out
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The Mongolian side has always felt uneasy recently, trapping the people in the Valley of Swords, and still can't make him feel at ease.
It's not that I'm worried about those in the formation, but that the clock will not leave!
Singing Sword God Valley came prepared, Zhong Buli wouldn't sit back and watch, and he hasn't shown up for a long time. How to make him feel relieved?
It's useless to worry. Once Zhong Buli shows up, Wuxiangmen will be destroyed immediately.
The only hope at the moment is that the sect master Qin Han has already become a god, so that he can be qualified to compete with Mingjian Shengu.
Of course, the Mongolian side would not think that Qin Han could be Zhong's inseparable opponent if he became a god, at least he would have a chance to escape, which would put pressure on Mingjian Shengu.
In this way, the opportunity to have no relationship comes, otherwise, nothing will be mentioned!
"Sect Master, how long will you still have?"
Meng Fang sighed softly, flicked up his sleeves, encouraged in the robes, his eyes were heavy, and success or failure is here!
Suddenly, a divine sense swept, Meng Fang frowned slightly, his complexion changed wildly, his figure flashed and disappeared like lightning.
Looking at the violently fluctuating formation, Meng Fang was taken aback and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, how is it possible?"
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The Wuxiangmen has been prepared for more than three hundred years in the Jialuo Continent, and the Wuxiang Dutian Formation has been prepared for a long time. I dare not say that no one can break it. At least the saint would never want to break it.
The strength in the formation is very strong, but it is impossible to break the formation.
How can the Wuxiangmen dare to cooperate with the stronger Tianque Palace?
The Mongolian side had planned that after the master of the door became a god, it would be the end of Tianque Palace, and he was the second person to gather the power of faith to become a god.
So, from the beginning to the end, he didn't put Tianque Palace in his eyes.
Now, Mingjian Shengu stepped in, trapped in the Wuxiangzhutian formation, and actually had the strength to break the formation.
In shock, the Mongolian spirit sank toward the formation, and immediately noticed the frenzied attacks of the saints in the Valley of Singing Swords.
"No!"
The Mongolian side has confidence in the formations they have set up by themselves. These attacks are indeed very powerful, but they are not enough to make such a big movement. There must be other possibilities. The divine consciousness swept toward the formation again.
Suddenly, a cyan light burst into the sky, rushing straight into the sky, the Wuxiangzhutian formation instantly collapsed, and countless figures rushed out.
"What is that?"
Almost everyone saw a blue light soaring into the sky, standing white and concentrating under that blue light, and the sword pointed at the sky.
Huh!
Fang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
After Qingmuding launched several shocks, Fang Bai realized that he couldn't drag it down, and Wuxiangmen would definitely come to check it out. Once discovered, there would inevitably be the possibility of exposure.
So, while Fang Bai sent all the true energy in, his divine consciousness urged the chaotic energy in the cauldron, and the power was condensed to the extreme, before he issued this powerful blow.
The Wuxiangzhutian Formation is torn in an instant!
In an instant, Fang Bai hurriedly put away the green wooden cauldron, staying in the sky, and took out the Wuque sword.
"Kill!"
Ying Muyu's cold words fell, not giving everyone a chance to think about it, the sages of Singing Sword God Valley looked at Fang Bai in surprise, and rushed towards Wuxiangmen.
Out of the range of the formation is the most important thing, if the formation is activated again, it will be troublesome.
"It's over!"
The face is pale, and a massacre is inevitable. At this time, it is impossible for Qin Kan to become a god.
"Kill!"
Fang Bai waited for the spirit liquid to refining, and after he was full of true qi, he just went to the Wuxiangmen.
At this time, the two sides have already fought together.
Mingjian Shengu absorbed more than two hundred people in Tianque Palace, and it skyrocketed to six hundred people. However, Wuxiangmen had no more than 400 people, which was much worse than Tianque Palace.
One dies and the other rises, the Sword Singing Valley is an angry kill, and the Wuxiangmen is panicking, and the judgment is high.
Boom boom boom!
The sky diffused, and there was a scream. As soon as the battle started, more than a dozen people died in the Wuxiangmen, and blood was spilled in the sky.
"Kill!"
The Mongolian party shouted angrily, and swept away his divine consciousness, even if he were to lose, he would fight to the end at this time!
Boom!
After the sword was cut, a sage quadruple was directly obliterated, and his eyes swept across the sky, and he immediately found an acquaintance, the old man who had fought a childish face that day.
On that day, he teamed up with Tianxing and Tianyue to be beaten extremely miserably by him. Today, Fang Bai wants to meet him again.
"Give him to me."
Fang Bai said in a cold voice, a sword slayed at the old man with Tong Yan Hefa, and a sage Kunou was stunned at the battle of Singing Sword God Valley.
I want to step forward and help, but Fang Bai said again: "Go, don't keep one!"
"Yes, Lord Shaogu!"
Fang Bai said that, and he didn't have much to say. Besides, Fang Bai shook the two old men in Tianque Palace with a hard blow. He saw it in his eyes and turned and left.
"Looking for death!"
Tong Yan Hefa's old man said coldly, he still had the same cultivation base, and was vulnerable to a single blow back then. What kind of waves can he make now? When his eyes fell on Wuque Sword, greed flashed by.
As a sword repairman, how can he not know the sword of Singing Sword God Valley, if it weren't for his identity, he would also like to try it.
What about the Lord of the Valley? If you can catch him, the battle will be reversed immediately, maybe the sect master will give him another chance to become a god.
"Kill!"
Thinking of this, Tong Yan Hefa's old man's heart was fiery, and he also cut out with a sword and whizzed to him.
Boom!
The two sword lights slammed into each other, bursting into a shining light, and Fang Bai quickly retreated backwards as he shot in all directions.
"Huh?"
The old man Tong Yan Hefa involuntarily stepped back ten feet, his complexion instantly became extremely ugly, even though this sword had the upper hand, it failed to hurt Fang Bai.
"How is it possible?"
The sage's eightfold peak was actually forced back by a sage's sixfold one sword, and he couldn't hurt the opponent!
"Old Piff, it's just that!"
Fang Bai retreated three miles away, took the opportunity to suppress the blood tumbling in his chest, and realized that he was not his opponent for the time being. No matter how strong Wuqian sword is, there is still no way to do it. After all, the difference in cultivation level is too great.
In Huangxuan, the Chaos Eight-Maximum method is too much stronger than those exercises, so it can form a crushing trend, but in Honghuang, this advantage will be reduced.
Especially, he hasn't fully adapted to the prehistoric rules. It hasn't been long since he came to Jialuo, and his strength is once again compromised.
He is very satisfied with this situation.
"Damn it!"
Tong Yan Hefa, the old man's face is cold, his long-cherished long-cherished wish seems to be vanished, and angrily said: "Come again!"
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
Fang Bai laughed and said, his figure flew in the air, and another sword cut across the air.
At this time, Mingjian Shengu swept through with a crushing force, and the Wuxiangmen retreats steadily. More than 30 people have died in battle, and the situation is becoming more and more dangerous.
Boom!
The two sword beams slammed together again, and Fang Bai retreated three miles away again, his throat was sweet, and his blood surged.
And the old man with a young face and hefare withdrew fifteen feet, his face becoming more ugly.
Fang Bai laughed and said: "Old Piff, today is your death date!"
The brilliance of the sword is brilliant, the sword light has not yet fallen, and the incomparable coercion has swept away. The young man's eyes are dignified, and the invigorating spirit revolves, and the sword is severely cut down.
Boom!
When Fang Bai retreated back again, a Wuzhong, a sage of the incomprehensive family, took the opportunity to sneak attack and slashed with a sword.
"Live and die!"
Fang Bai chuckled coldly, took the spirit liquid to refining, his figure turned in the void, and the sword quickly cut down.
"No!"
The five great saints were shocked. He didn't expect that Fang Bai would be so strong at this time, and he hurriedly drew back.
Where could I have time? Seeing Fang Bai was attacked by someone, a few people from the Sword God Valley immediately surrounded him. When the saint's five folds withdrew, he left and found himself surrounded by many people!
Boom!
The seven sword beams fell one after another, and the sage's five-fold screams before they even had time to make a scream, his body exploded.
"Little Valley Lord!"
"Go away!"
Fang Bai faintly looked at the childlike old man, and constantly challenged the strong to make him stronger. The understanding between life and death is the most profound and thorough.
"Come again!"
Flying across the void, the Wuque Sword fell again, and the old man Tong Yan Hefa became more and more frightened at this time.
Ahhhhh!
The screams came from all directions, the incomparable disciples were retreating steadily, and it was extremely miserable. Some people couldn't help but want to escape, but where would the Sword God Valley be willing to let them escape?
The morale dispersed, but it aggravated the defeat of Wuxiangmen, and it was about to collapse!
Boom!
At this moment, an incomparably powerful pressure came from afar, the world seemed to become dim in an instant, and the air became extremely dull.
"The Master without Phase Door!"
Fang Bai looked into the distance in amazement. This is not the power of the gods, but it is not the power that the saints can release. It is between the saints and the gods!