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Within the Jiushan Sect.

The moment they saw the ancestor of the Blood River appear, the large formation within the Nine Mountains Sect emitted a dazzling white light and apparently began to move rapidly.

In the mountain, the leader and Uncle Pang stood side by side.

"Brother!"

"Junior brother, the Patriarch and I are maintaining a large formation. I wonder if we can block this person for a moment... You go... find Junior Nephew Zhang and protect her. Don't delay and leave quickly."

The leader's breathing was a little rapid. He flicked the formation disk in his hand. The formation disk was getting bigger and bigger in the air. It was like an ice moon, hanging high in the sky. The moonlight enveloped the entire Jiushan Sect's river valley, blocking the entire valley. The evil spirit permeating the blood river.

The Blood River Ancestor hasn't taken action yet, but both of them already feel suffocated——

Uncle Pang's eyes darkened, knowing what his senior brother meant:

No one other than Nascent Soul can match the spirit of transformation!

He nodded.

Turn around and head towards the ninth peak.

The moment he turned around, a stinging sensation that made his heart palpitate came from behind him. Uncle Pang couldn't help but turned his head in horror and looked at the Blood River Ancestor.

The Blood River Ancestor originally held the fairy sword on both his left and right hands, but at this time, the fairy sword on his right hand had disappeared!

"Brother!"

Master Pang shouted loudly, his voice filled with grief.

Before seeing Huashen take action, they had already tried their best to overestimate Huashen's strength.

But the life-and-death crisis just now made him realize——

In front of the transformed gods, these Nascent Souls may not be the enemy of one!

"What are you howling for?"

The leader's voice came.

Master Pang turned around and looked again. Cold sweat was covering the leader's head, and he was obviously scared.

"You...that flying sword?" Uncle Pang stammered, looking confused.

"How would I know? It seems to have flown outside...missed the target?"

The headmaster muttered at the door.

…

"Ancestor Blood River! You are crazy!"

Thousands of miles away on the mountaintop, Master Tongming couldn't help shouting as he saw a bloody flying sword flying towards him.

A mysterious light flashed from his body, and a treasure mirror flew out, shooting an icy blue treasure light towards the flying sword.

The mysterious light and the evil energy on the fairy sword touched each other, and explosions were heard one after another. Even the two heads of the Nine Mountains Sect could see the fierce collision, dissolution and annihilation of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The most surprising thing is that it is obviously just a confrontation between two magic weapons.

But in the void thousands of miles around, there was a faint condensation.

After finally holding the immortal sword in place, Master Tongming's body seemed to be a little illusory, as if it was about to dissipate.

Anger surged on his face: "Ancestor Blood River! Are you going to fight me to the death?"

Obviously, he didn't feel comfortable blocking the sword.

The biggest reason was - he didn't expect that this person's first sword was actually coming towards him.

Just now he was pitifully pitying the Jiushan Sect...

"Desperately?" Ancestor Xuehe laughed, his voice was hoarse, but his tone was playful, "I am already here in my true form, so in terms of desperate efforts, do you dare?"

Master Tongming was silent for a moment.

It was impossible to refute.

The Great Sage Qingyun on the side also jumped his eyelids.

"You two are afraid of the entanglement of cause and effect in the Xuanwei world, so you don't dare to enter Xuanwei with your true body." The voice of the ancestor of Xuehe was still confident, "I have come here, what are you afraid of?"

After saying that, the flying sword spun in the air and stabbed at Master Tongming again.

Master Tongming became more and more depressed, and the treasure mirror shot out treasure lights one after another, entangled with the fairy sword.

But Master Tongming's figure became more and more transparent, and it seemed a little unsustainable.

"How are you doing?"

He wanted to run, but the speed of the flying sword was not slow. At this moment, he felt like he was in a dilemma.

What's more, the Great Sage Qingyun on the side seems to be a little ready to make a move - this person will not fight against him, but he is too willing to take advantage of others' danger.

"If I kill you, this person from the Nine Mountains Sect will know how to choose..."

The headmaster and Uncle Pang looked confused in the sect, and now they were even more confused when they heard this.

No... you want us to choose, what should we choose?

You should talk about it first!

"Ancestor Blood River, you..." In the distance, Master Tongming also sounded confused, "It's none of my business how to choose the Nine Mountains Sect!"

"I just want the Jiushan Sect to take a look and hand over Zhang Wuyi. They still have a chance to survive, otherwise... you, the god incarnation, won't be able to survive!"

"...You turned into a god and lost your brain!" Master Tongming's tone was trembling, and he was obviously very angry. "If you want to arrest Zhang Wuyi, you can attack the Nine Mountains Sect!"

"Na Zhang Wuyi knew that the sect was in trouble, but he was willing to return to the sect. He obviously has a strong temper."

"What if I push her too hard and she risks her life?"

…

The headmaster and Uncle Pang looked at each other, what does this mean?

Kill Master Tongming, the monkey, to scare chickens like yourself?

…

Ancestor Xuehe turned around, smiled at the two of them, and the other fairy sword also disappeared!

The next moment.

A scream from the founder of the Nine Mountains came from the bottom of the Nine Mountains——

"The formation is broken!"

Following this shout, the ground at the foot of the mountain trembled, like an earthquake.

The Jiushan Sect's mountain-protecting formation flashed three times, and a large gap was directly exposed. In the gap was another fairy sword of the Blood River Ancestor.

The two heads were awestruck, this person had a strange mind.

But with one sword strike, the Nine Mountain Sect's formation was broken.

He is really crazy and capable of fighting...

"Hand over Zhang Wuyi, and I will spare your lives."

The fairy sword turned around and fell into the hands of the Blood River Ancestor.

Holding the flying sword gently, the Blood River Ancestor said calmly.

The headmaster and Uncle Pang looked at each other from afar, and both understood what this person meant——

Jiu Shan Sect is not important.

Both of them are not important either.

This Blood River Ancestor didn't even take it seriously.

But Master Zhang - he is bound to win!

Uncle Pang stopped and looked at the top of the nine peaks.

Senior Sister Zhang's figure appeared in front of everyone.

She looked calmly as she looked at the broken formation, Uncle Pang and the main gate with complex expressions.

"Are you Zhang Wuyi?"

Ancestor Xuehe looked at her with some curiosity and some joy in his eyes.

It seemed like he really valued her.

"You're just in the early stage of Nascent Soul. I don't know why the Holy Ancestor values ​​you so much..."

"And that Zheng Fa..."

"He actually sent me here personally..."

Ancestor Xuehe sighed softly.

In addition to being puzzled, his tone was also full of unwillingness.

…

"Master Zhang..."

Senior Sister Zhang just nodded gently towards the two of them.

She looked towards the foot of the mountain.

The formation at the foot of the mountain was in ruins, and the Nine Mountain Patriarch's aura was extremely weak, as if he had been injured by the fairy sword.

The Blood River Ancestor smiled, stretched out his hand, and the blood-colored spiritual energy in the air gathered into a palm larger than the Nine Mountains, and he grabbed it towards Senior Sister Zhang.

The leader and Uncle Pang looked at each other, and before they had time to speak, a formation disk turned and laid out layers of talisman formations.

A magic talisman appeared in succession.

They all tried to block this giant palm.

But this palm seemed to be able to corrode all kinds of spiritual talismans and true magic, and it broke through all kinds of obstacles and came to Senior Sister Zhang.

Senior Sister Zhang seemed to have just reacted at this time. She jumped up and stood in the air. Her whole body was covered with various spiritual energy circuits, as if nine mountains were connected.

"Nine mountains are being robbed, please..." Her cold voice echoed in the mountains, "Grandmaster, help me!"