World of Cultivation

The Dragon-Sucking Demonic Power was pushed to the extreme, and countless black energy quickly penetrated into his body at an astonishing speed.

I saw that his physical body expanded rapidly, and his figure suddenly became more than a foot taller. The originally weathered face now became fierce and majestic, with black armor and red eyes, which was frightening.

Not only him, but other camp guards around him were shouting violently at this time, and all of them stood tall.

"What kind of evil technique is this?" The big man was stunned.

"I don't know." The middle-aged man looked solemnly: "It's a bit like the Ghost Talisman Sect's "The Ghost is Coming", and it's also a bit like the Zen practice of divine fighting. There are many sects with this kind of secret method. It was glorious for a while during the Thousand Years War, and now Not much is left.”

"Why are there not many left now?"

"This kind of secret method emphasizes killing but neglects self-cultivation, not to mention management skills such as refining weapons and elixirs. Naturally, it will perish quickly." The middle-aged man explained quickly, but his eyes were fixed on the battlefield.

In Zuo Mo's spiritual eyes, it was another scene. Each camp guard was surrounded by black energy, like countless thin black pythons swimming around and entangled around their bodies.

A sharper whistle suddenly sounded.

The cultivators in the outer hall all released their sword rays. Countless sword rays of different colors were like a dense and huge school of colorful fish, roaring towards the guard camp below!

The scene of thousands of cultivators firing their swords together is spectacular!

Those who witnessed this scene were all shaken with fear.

Everyone in the guard camp suddenly fell into a strange silence after Shu Long shouted loudly. The strong murderous intention before disappeared.

Zuo Mo couldn't help showing a look of shock at this time. The black energy was tightly bound in the formation. They were like wild beasts trapped in a cage, charging crazily in the cage. But Shulong and the others seemed to turn a blind eye to these black energies, standing firmly in their position and letting them collide.

It wasn't until the rain of sword light reached the top of his head that he heard Shu Long shout: "Kill!"

His "kill" voice was not loud, with a unique rhythm, low and depressed.

I saw the large guard formation suddenly moving, and the violent black energy in the formation seemed unwilling to be activated. They struggled and collided crazily, but to no avail. The battalion guards wearing heavy black armor had expressionless faces and walked steadily. As the battalion guards moved quickly within the formation, an invisible force was generated within the formation, driving the black energy to flow from slow to fast.

A huge whirlpool appeared over the guard camp. The whirlpool turned dark at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the strong murderous intent was once again clearly revealed!

The sword light like raindrops in the sky seemed to be attracted by a powerful force, and all of them were thrown towards the whirlpool.

The expressions on the faces of the cultivators in the outer hall changed drastically!

The sword light is out of control!

How can it be?

Most of them have never encountered such a strange situation.

I saw swords all over the sky like rain, sinking into the whirlpool composed of black energy and disappearing without a trace.

The entire battlefield was filled with deathly silence, and everyone stared blankly at the huge black vortex that enveloped the entire guard camp, spinning silently.

"What...what is this?" the big man exclaimed.

The middle-aged man was also shocked and speechless. How is that possible? How could such a powerful battle formation appear in the small mountain world?

The Lord of Golden Crow City really has a great background!

If it were not a sect that was seven or eight hundred years old, it would never be possible to have such a terrifying battle formation. Which sect is this guy from? What are you doing in the mountain world? Could it be the same as their purpose?

Thoughts were running through his mind, and the middle-aged man's expression was also uncertain.

When Hong Junxuan saw such a huge whirlpool, his face couldn't help but change, and his mood to watch the excitement disappeared.

He Xiang and others were inexplicably horrified. The slowly rotating black vortex above the guard camp was like an ancient wild beast, as if it could swallow everything. Thousands of sword lights were sucked into it silently.

Sure enough, there is something weird!

He Xiang gritted his teeth: "Let's get closer! They can't stop our flying swords!"

The other cultivators showed hesitation, but Hong Junxuan and the others were holding the formation from behind. If they retreated at this time, they would definitely kill him with one sword! Only by rushing forward can you have a chance to survive!

The elders looked at each other,

No nonsense, just activate the spiritual power directly.

The thousand people behind him saw this and had no choice but to follow. What made them feel at ease was that they were in the sky, and this weird team was obviously not good at flying, so there was nothing they could do against them.

As long as you're careful and don't get too close, you should be fine.

He Xiang took the lead and approached forward, feeling a little drummed in his heart. This team was really weird, and the black vortex looked very scary, and they felt terrified in their hearts.

But surprisingly, as they got closer, the whirlpool had no effect on them. Could it be that this whirlpool can only be used against sword lights and the like? Everyone suddenly became more courageous.

They tried to move forward again, but it had no effect!

At this moment, they immediately felt reassured.

Others also saw the clues. For some reason, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. This fierce formation brought unprecedented pressure to him, like a heavy stone pressing on his heart.

Such a powerful killing formation should not appear in the small mountain world.

Only Zuo Mo could see the secret. The black vortex absorbed so many sword lights and became stronger. What's even more terrifying is that the powerful black energy is introduced into the formation. At this time, the black energy in the formation is dozens of times stronger than before.

Zuo Mo couldn't take his eyes away. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the earthy mist in the Jiuzhuanxiao earth disk. The soil mist is as heavy as a mountain, but this black energy is fierce and fierce!

Shulong and the others in the formation were covered in thick black air. Before, they were like wisps of thin snakes, but now it was as if there was a layer of black water around them. The closer to them, the thicker the black air became.

Although the black vortex was still terrifying, in Zuo Mo's eyes, it showed signs of fading.

Could it be...

Zuo Mo's heart moved.

At this moment, Shu Long shouted again: "Kill!"

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and before they had time to react, they heard a thousand camp guards shouting in unison: "Kill!"

The murderous intention that has lost its restraint is like a tiger out of nowhere, roaring and unstoppable!

The tightly organized team suddenly dispersed, and every song spread out in all directions like a black cloud. At the same time, dozens of black pythons flew out of the formation, writhing with bucket-thick snake bodies, and pounced towards the outer church cultivators in the sky.

Hiss!

The constant sound of snakes and pythons spitting messages makes one's scalp numb.

The onlookers only saw dozens of giant black pythons that were tens of feet long suddenly leaping out of the black vortex, revealing their black snake teeth, and pounced towards the cultivators in the outer hall in the sky.

The distance between the two sides was not far, and the black giant python was like an arrow from the string, carrying a power that no one could resist, and rushed in front of the cultivators.

A vague black shadow suddenly jumped in front of him, and He Xiang's mind went blank.

Not only him, but none of the other elders responded.

call!

A gust of fishy wind blew by, but the pain he imagined did not appear. He Xiang was startled and suddenly woke up, only to find that the surroundings were dark.

Inexplicable fear filled his heart, and he swallowed hard. Where is this?

It was cold and chilling, without a trace of life, as if he was in a void. Loneliness and fear were like tides, constantly attacking his spiritual defense line.

Calm down...calm down...must calm down!

This must be an illusion!

He Xiang kept telling himself, trying his best to calm down.

A murderous voice suddenly came from the void.

"kill!"

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and when he lowered his head, he was horrified to find a black hand extending halfway out of his chest.

Why……

His mind fell into endless darkness.

Shulong felt that the temperature inside his body was astonishingly high, as if he was about to be burned to ashes. He gritted his teeth and held back. When practicing "Bitter Guard", we often encounter situations like this. He activated his magic power, and just now he killed He Xiang with one blow.

But at this time, he didn't feel any joy, and only had a crazy fighting spirit in his heart.

He raised his palm again, and the entire palm was enveloped in thick black energy. His eyes became increasingly scarlet, and heart-breaking pain came from his right arm, but his arm did not tremble at all.

No power can be obtained out of thin air.

If you want to gain strength, you must give. Peaceful exercises require time, while quick exercises save time but require sacrifice of other things.

"kill!"

A deep roar came out of his chest, he suddenly turned his palm over, turned his five fingers into claws, and grabbed a cultivator in the sky!

A black palm came out of his hand, suddenly printed on the chest of a cultivator, and came out through the chest. The dazzling spiritual shield was like nothing, and this black palm passed through it easily.

The cultivator's body trembled, his vitality immediately disappeared, and he fell down.

What outsiders saw was an extremely strange scene. Just when the rushing black python was about to hit the team of cultivators, it suddenly turned into a ball of black energy and enveloped the cultivators in the outer hall.

The cultivators shrouded in black energy were frozen in the sky like puppets.

Balls of black energy flew out from the guard camp below and hit the frozen outside cultivator. I saw the cultivators in the sky falling one by one like dumplings. In the process of falling, the bodies of some cultivators became gray and lifeless.

Bang bang bang!

The cultivators in the outer hall kept falling, and in just a few breaths, there was nothing in the sky.

Not a single cultivator escaped, and the outer hall was once again completely destroyed, including all their elders. Several elders tried hard to struggle, but in the black energy, they were like headless flies, flying everywhere, but still could not escape, and were eventually hit by dozens of balls of black energy.

The entire battle was incredibly short and frighteningly clean.

A thousand people against a thousand people!

One side was completely wiped out in the blink of an eye, while the other side was not damaged at all. People are no longer shocked, they are scared! Deep fear, these guys in black armor are as scary as monsters!

No, even a demon would never be able to take down a thousand cultivators so easily!

The blood on Hong Junxuan's face faded completely and turned as pale as paper. He subconsciously opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Beside him, other Mingxiao sect disciples had their calves trembling involuntarily.

Even the big men and middle-aged people showed fear.

Who...are they?

That black energy, what exactly is it?

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