"Swish!"

The next moment, the seven spiritual swords shot from all directions and all rushed into the void without any trace.

"Sword Formation!"

Gu Sixian frowned, and a hint of caution streaked across her eyes.

At the beginning, Chen Ping fought side by side with him in the secret realm for many times.

He is very familiar with this son's magical powers.

What impressed him the most was undoubtedly this kind of sword formation that could control several spiritual swords at the same time to form a large array.

Chen Ping once used this sword formation to injure the bone dragon's claw.

Although he had Du Qinyi's formation skills, Chen Ping was only in the early stage of the Golden Pill at that time.

Moreover, half of the seven spiritual swords in the sword formation at that time were at the level of Taoist instruments.

Now, it is a real seven-tale spiritual weapon.

"Please join the formation with fellow Taoist Gu!"

Chen Ping said coldly and disappeared in place, turning into a shadow.

The next moment, the person appeared in the center of the sword formation.

Pinch your hands and chant something.

He was not afraid of Gu Sixian's escape.

Because under the sacrifice of millions of medium-grade spirit stones, the formation base of the Zhoutian Wanjue Sword Formation was exaggeratedly enhanced.

As long as the array eye and the array flag are clothed, it will immediately cover the radius of twenty miles.

In other words, from the moment the seven swords gathered together, Gu Sixian was already in the formation.

"This formation has no time to cast spells, and it must be a heavenly sword technique."

In one direction, Gu Sixian took a big step without expression.

A giant seven-colored sword appeared strangely, with colorful lights flashing on the surface, stopping his footsteps.

The magic that should have spanned hundreds of miles came to an abrupt end.

Sure enough, he was already deeply trapped in the sword formation without realizing it.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness was spread, Gu Sixian's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't find Chen Ping's location.

The scene that was fed back into the sea of ​​consciousness shocked him even more.

Except for the three feet around which he used his spiritual power to force him to open, the rest of the area was full of dense sword energy.

Covering any corner.

Even near Huayue Fan, there are various sword energy everywhere.

The sword lights were not afraid of Lingbao and launched attacks all the time.

Before he could find out the details clearly, Gu Sixian naturally did not want to take risks.

Standing on Huayue's fan, he swept his blood-colored eyes forward and suddenly Yaoyao snatched a little.

Xuanchi Pixiu Seal was taken out with his hands and turned into a size of about acres. He rushed straight to the colorful giant sword and smashed it hard under the rays of the rays of the rays of the rays.

"Good come!"

Chen Ping, who was merging with Ziwei breath-catching technique and the large formation, smiled gently, and the giant sword bounced forward towards the Pixiu Seal without hesitation.

The Zhoutian Wanjue Sword Formation has two main attack methods.

First, swords are transformed into thousands of swords, forming sword thread attacks.

This method is more suitable for dealing with multiple targets.

The second is the transformed sword body in front of you.

Although the power of the seven spiritual swords is not all superimposed, it is almost the same.

The Pixiu seal turned and seemed to spread out like a substantial light, smashing hard all the way under the abnormal sound of tearing the space.

The sword silks along the way kept crying and retreating.

"go!"

Seeing that the Pixiu Seal was incredibly powerful, Chen Ping pointed at the giant sword again.

The sword energy rubbed loudly, and all the sword threads rang out from everywhere and gathered onto the sword.

At this moment, the ultimate power of the Wanjue Formation was stimulated without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth again, and several balls of flames were blurred lightly, and the sword body was stained.

Suddenly, various fire lights and sword silks on the giant sword were intertwined and flickered, and the momentum increased greatly.

"Boom!"

The colorful giant sword flew on the body of the Pixiu Seal with a thunderous force.

Gu Sixian's magic tricks were urged to urge him, and the magic power in his dantian was quickly injected into the strange treasure.

Countless spiritual powers continued to surge towards the tip of the giant sword.

As time passed by little by little, the magic power and giant sword on the Pixiu seal were constantly eroding, and the bursting sounds were endless.

How could Chen Ping allow him to perform his skills safely?

After being distracted and communicating with the formation, more than a dozen crystal purple sword threads suddenly cut in front of Gu Sixian and cut them in a flash.

Gu Sixian's five fingers flashed without thinking, and several golden spears rushed forward.

As a result, there were only a few dull sounds of "puff puff", and the two of them died together for half a breath.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the nearby purple light began to flash continuously.

Sword threads surged out one after another, and with a violent stroke at a close distance, he seemed to be trying to cut him into pieces.

The flashes of these sword silks so rapidly that Gu Sixian had to relax his control of the Pixiu Seal and slapped his backhand hard to turn into the Yue Fan.

"Sizzy!"

The spiritual treasure swung downwards, crushing the surrounding sword energy, and for a moment it seemed to have escaped from the constraints. When the body twisted, a fan appeared more than ten feet behind it.

The sword threads that covered the sky and the sun flashed by, and cut the place where Gu Sixian stood into countless pieces.

"Bang"

Huayue Fan and Gu Sixian's bodies were covered with cracks, broken and turned into nothingness.

Obviously, this is just a afterimage!

"The speed of this fan is about twice that of the ordinary Golden Pill Great Perfection."

Chen Ping suddenly felt tricky, but this was not the time to be timid.

Taking advantage of the moment when Gu Sixian was distracted, the colorful giant sword slashed on the body of the Pixiu Seal.

"boom!"

The two of them had no fickle bombings and immediately made a shocking explosion.

The earth was shocked, and the huge shock wave even penetrated the sword formation, pressing a deep hole of more than a hundred feet above the sea surface below.

The colorful giant sword floated in the air, and the fluorescence on the surface seemed a little dim.

There is also a deep gully on the Pixiu seal.

He also suffered considerable damage.

This result made Chen Ping very satisfied.

You know, the Pixiu Seal is in Gu Sixian's hands, but it is a powerful tool that can fight against Cha Ge hundreds of moves!

The ordinary golden elixir is likely to not be able to take the attack of this treasure in the middle stage.

"Fellow Daoist Chen's swordsmanship is enough to surpass the archipelago."

Gu Sixian recalled the Pixiu Seal, but his face showed no sign of distress.

A series of pure spiritual powers penetrated into the seal, and the hideous crack on the surface healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then the sky suddenly became dark and a yellow line appeared on the top pattern of the Pixiu Seal.

And in a blink of an eye, it became thicker and fog suddenly

Rolling.

Seeing this, Chen Ping's spiritual thoughts came out, and the blue spots in his pupils flashed wildly.

The originally blurry mist suddenly became extremely clear in his eyes.

In the fog, there is a beast shadow similar to a large insect.

The body is like a tiger and a leopard, the head and tail are like a dragon, the color is both gold and jade, and a pair of long horns that are tilted backwards are also on the head.

Pixiu phantom!

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and he didn't dare to call out a piece of sword thread and wrapped him in.

Pixiu is one of the ancient divine beasts.

In those eras when the peak bloodline withered, this beast can be regarded as the top of the entire demon clan.

A real Pixiu can be easily cultivated to the sixth level... .??.

Therefore, the seal in this seal must not be the soul of Pixiu, but should be a phantom transformed from some kind of magic.

"roar!"
To be continued...