Although time is urgent and hasty, the power of the five thousand top-grade spirit stones cannot be underestimated.

If you use the human sea tactics to attack Jiaoling Pass, once you step into the guardianship place, the formation will be triggered.

Moreover, this formation is combined with the power of the above-grade spirit stones, which can absorb the invisible element in the human body and use it to strengthen the power of the formation.

As the saying goes, the more powerful attackers are, the more energy they are absorbed, the more violent they are, and the power of the formation will continue to continue in a continuous and powerful manner.

But if one person breaks the formation, not to mention whether he can break the formation successfully with his own strength and resist the superposition of these five thousand top-grade spirit stones.

Even though he used his powerful methods, there were a total of thousands of exquisite archers taking the Feitian Pill in the sky.

After all, in the formation, the enemy cannot forcefully fly in the air.

Therefore, Gu Jinyan was not very optimistic that Wang Chuan could break the formation.

Gu Ran's expression was not very good-looking. She looked at Wang Chuan, who was approaching the range of the formation step by step, and said lightly: "I received a report from the Hawkeye scout this morning. Last night, a carriage went to the Beili military tent."

Gu Jinyan's smile sank slightly, and he frowned and said, "What carriage?"

"Honger Horse."

Gu Jinyan snorted coldly, his face becoming slightly heavier.

He placed half of the apple on the city wall and was no longer in the mood to eat it.

Hongerma, a very delicate name.

But he knew that the "Honger Horse" in his sister's mouth was a top-quality sweat-blooded BMW brought back from the prairie by the famous weapon refiner of Beili.

Gongziyi actually came to Jiaoling Pass in person?

A faint and bad thought emerged in Gu Jinyan's mind.

Wang Chuan's pace was very steady, but he was not in a good mood at this moment.

He held the knife in his hand that was ten times heavier than usual, and the knife was called "Slaughter of the City".

In order to win this victory, Gongzi Yi made an exception to portray exquisite runes for him and spent a whole night.

What a amazing magical use would be made for the blessing runes that could make Gongziyi concentrate on the overnight carved runes. Wang Chuan did not draw his sword, so he could not imagine it.

After all, Gongziyi is one of the youngest and few mysterious weapon refiners in Dali.

All-level weapon refiners can generally refine low-grade mysterious weapons, and a one-percent chance of refining a medium-grade mysterious weapon.

Senior weapon refiners can generally refine medium-grade mysterious weapons, and there is a chance that they can practice a top-grade mysterious weapon.

Xuanji weapon refiners can generally refine top-grade mysterious weapons, but it takes one in ten thousand chance to refine a spiritual weapon.

The Taoist-level weapon refiner has a one-percent chance of refining a spiritual weapon. Without a breakthrough, it is impossible to refine a virtual weapon.

A virtual weapon refiner is only one in a thousandth chance to refine a virtual weapon, but it lasts for a lifetime. If the refining level is difficult to break through, it will not be able to refine a Horcrux for life.

Star-level weapon refiner: Can easily refine virtual weapons. If you are lucky, you can refine a Horcrux with the right time, place and people.

Those who have just entered the realm of a holy weapon refiner can refine immortal weapons.

This is a clear and strict classification of hierarchies.

However, as a Xuanji weapon refiner, Gong Ziyi was able to easily refine a top-grade mysterious weapon.

Wang Chuan's sword itself is a top-grade mysterious weapon.

In addition, Gongziyi stayed up all night and focused on carving the inscriptions of talisman lines.

This knife is most likely no longer within the scope of a mysterious weapon.

Thinking of this in my heart, Wang Chuan smiled bitterly.

His right fist, which had been clenched tightly, slowly spread out as his steps were steady.

The palm of my palm was beating... it was a dark blue sarcoma that shrunk ten times.

At this moment, it looked like a heart beating. With every beat, the deep blue sarcoma would spread a very hideous root from the inside, like a maggot, drilling into the flesh of his palm like a maggot.

Now with the frequency of beating, his entire palm was covered with countless dense blue roots.

A touch of blue meaning could be vaguely seen pouring into his palm along the whisker.

His whole arm, as the sarcoma gradually shrinks, began to grow bigger and bigger, and his muscles burst out! It looks full of strength.

Wang Chuan looked at this strange and terrifying scene expressionlessly.

He has always been unwilling to accept the seed power divided by His Majesty.

He felt that it was just using the power of heretics to strengthen himself, and that power that never belonged to him was.

Until his lifelong opponent, Beili's number one swordsman, Ye Zuichen, beyond his imagination, accepted His Majesty's last seed power extremely easily, and broke through the Tongyuan realm without any obstacles.

At that time, he scoffed at it, believing that this person is not worthy of being his opponent.

He has always believed that one day, he will be able to break through Tongyuan and defeat him with his superb sword skills and hard practice.

But to this day, Gongziyi came with an imperial edict.

The military orders were like mountains, and he had to break through Jiaoling Pass as soon as possible, so Gongziyi gave him two choices.

First, accept the gifts of the Lord, accept the power of the seeds, and break through the Tongyuan as quickly as possible.

Second, he used the power of the dark blood that was extremely powerful in the side effects, which allowed him to have the strength of the Tongyuan Realm in a short period of time.

But in this case, he was holding the right hand of the knife, and he was afraid he would be unable to move for three years.

Three years, for a practitioner who is obsessed with the sword art, it is definitely a great time to wait for.

This will undoubtedly make the gap between him and his opponent Ye Zuichen in his heart go further and further.

He knew this very well, but he still chose to accept the power of the Nether Blood.

The clothes on his right arm were burst and broken. His whole arm had become thick and ferocious, with five fingers long, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out without hesitation. He was unsheathed without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

The four three-foot-long city-slaughter swords were lit up on both sides in an instant, and the violent inscriptions wandered wildly on the sword like a lively network.

The yellow sand that was swept up by the strong wind suddenly stopped in the air, just as if the space was frozen instantly.

The only thing moving in the air was his footsteps and the bright talisman line on the slaughter knife in his hand.

Wang Chuan's eyes became extremely bright because of the painful power conveyed from his right arm. He deeply understood Gongziyi's power and magical means.

A brief night, his city-slaughtering knife had quietly converted from a mysterious weapon to a spiritual weapon.

The blade kept swallowing and spitting out a cold light, and the step forward of him was within the range of the formation.

His steps stopped for a moment and then took another step forward.

The metal boots forged by mitral metal stepped into the space ahead in one step, and the soles of the metal boots splashed heavily on the ground.

The blade in his hand did not produce a trace of flip force, but an unprecedentedly powerful sword intent formed in front of him, accompanied by this step of step.

The majestic sword intent that was shaking straight away, although this sword could not achieve such a terrifying force that penetrated the world.

But in the sky, the archer who took Huiyuan Dan brought out a straight and neat blood mist under this knife, and then the blood mist exploded and sprayed all over the sky.

The extremely bloody scene made Gu Ran frown slightly.

But at this moment, she could only use her own light to pay attention to the tragic tragedy above the sky.

Because her eyes were drawn from the front, she fell tightly on the terrifying sword intent that had slaughtered a thousand people and threw them away without a trace of the remaining power, and the gusts of wind that slashed through the tide array of four seasons slashed straight.

Gu Jinyan's body was straight and his face was as deep as water.

The sword intent finally fell on the city wall with countless spirit stones embedded.

Fifty Kunlun slaves behind Gu Jinyan shouted softly, and they all formed seals with their hands. The three thousand top-grade spirit stones echoed them, and their spiritual light burst out!

The power condensed from three thousand top-grade spirit stones finally resolved the power of the sword.

When the sword intent touched the city wall, the terrifying power was no longer there, just like the spring breeze blowing on the wall.

The Kunlun slaves all breathed a sigh of relief.

But Gu Jinyan frowned and his eyes were fierce!

Under his sharp and focused gaze, click... with a sound.

A top-grade spirit stone peeled off from the wall and fell into the earth, losing its spiritual power.

Gu Ran's face was extremely hard to see, and he murmured: "Is Tongyuan Realm really that powerful?"

He killed thousands of people in an instant, and the remaining power of the sword intent could still break a spirit stone.

The ninety thousand army was still in the military tent, and no one moved.

Wang Chuan's steady pace suddenly accelerated, and two afterimages of all military boots were intertwined. The city-slaughtering sword he held in one hand finally flipped, and a slash from the sky.
Chapter completed!