My clone is on the other side of the starry sky

Chapter 305: Driving the tiger away from the mountain (page 12)

As the Master of the Spirit Sword disappeared, the phantom of the mountain and river seal representing the Shangqing Dao Sect did not disappear, but its brilliance dimmed a bit.

The other five sect leaders looked at this scene and felt a little heavy in their hearts. They did not expect that the Guiyi Sect would have such a genius in swordsmanship, but looking at Xu Yifan's appearance, it was probably difficult for him to swing the sword just now.

"Fourth Senior Brother, you are awesome!" Zhang Yuanrou couldn't help but slap Xu Yifan.

"Pfft~" Xu Yifan's face turned pale, but when she slapped him, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior brother!?" Zhang Yuanrou was startled and quickly supported Xu Yifan, but she didn't use any force in the slap.

"I have been cultivating this sword since I was in the sixth level. Decades of sword intent have combined with my essence. If I had not been lucky enough to enter the fourth level, I would have died directly with this sword!" Xu Yifan said with a bitter smile: " Now that I have lost all my cultivation, I am already a useless person, and I am afraid that what is left of me cannot help you."

"Don't worry, leave the rest to me!" Yan Danfeng looked at Xu Yifan's appearance and felt a little guilty.

When Xu Yifan swung the sword just now, Yan Danfeng inevitably felt a little jealous. He had always been the strongest person besides the leader, but he did not have the confidence to kill a third-level swordsman with one sword. The sword shocked everyone, but the price was too high.

He raised his head and looked at the five sect leaders with gloomy expressions in the sky. The sword on his waist seemed to sense the owner's thoughts, and a sharp sword intent surged out. He also wanted to test the strength of the third grade.

"Brother, don't mess around!" Zhang Yuanrou was startled, looked at Yan Danfeng and said, "We just need to block their attack and act as planned!"

Yan Danfeng nodded silently.

In the sky, the five Xuanzhen people did not expect that the Guiyi Sect would have such a talented swordsman. The death of the Spirit Sword Master cast a shadow on the hearts of the other five people.

"Don't delay any longer!" Master Xuanzhen was worried that something might happen again. He made a seal with his hand and said, "Break the formation quickly and strangle Lu Xuan!"

"Yes!" The other four people nodded silently. The red-haired old man immediately roared, and the nine fire dragons dancing in the sky roared. They quickly gathered in one place and turned into a huge fireball, like a huge sun. Following the control of the red-haired old man, he slammed the altar where Lu Xuan was.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect clasped his hands together, and then clapped his palm. A huge golden Buddha palm appeared in the sky above Tiandu, covering the entire sky, and pressed it downwards. From below, it looked like the Buddha's palm was pushing a fireball. Blast towards the ground.

Master Xuanzhen formed a seal with his hands, and there was a wisp of haze in the sky that was rendered by golden light and fire. I don't know when billowing black clouds appeared, and electric snakes gathered together, pouring thunder towards the ground.

Master Chang Hao, the headmaster of the Qingxuan Taoist Sect, took out a red pill and blew it downwards. In an instant, endless red sand blew up. As long as everything in the world was touched by the red sand, it would quickly melt until it hit the twelve light pillars. The domain just stopped, and collided with the domain formed by the twelve light pillars, making a chirping sound, and the space formed by the twelve light pillars quickly melted under the red sand.

On the altar, Lu Xuan paid no attention to this. Cao Jingzhong suppressed his mind, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Bow down!"

Lu Xuan knelt on the altar and slowly bowed towards it.

"Goodbye!"

"Three thanks!"

"rise!"

The founding ceremony continued.

"Two knees!"

Lu Xuan turned around and knelt down facing the vast land.

"The formation can't hold up any longer!" Li Xingzhi frowned as he watched the four light pillars begin to flicker.

"Don't worry, it can't be broken! Everyone, join the formation!" Zhang Yuanrou snorted coldly, entering the green light pillar first and standing above the center of the light pillar.

Followed by Yan Danfeng, Yang Ao, Huo Zhan, and Mu Feixue, the four masters who had entered the fourth level during this period, they merged into the beams of light, followed closely by Yang Chong, Murong Yun, Murong Fu, and Mu Tianbao. , Zhang Wang, Liu Chunhua and Li Xingzhi.

As the twelve people entered the formation, the light pillars that were on the verge of collapse gradually stabilized. Although the red sand, sky thunder, Buddha palms, and fireballs were fierce, the twelve light pillars were like pillars supporting the sky and did not move at all.

Immediately afterwards, the generals from all sides commanded the 10,000 elites in the field to stand in specific positions. Each person stood on a formation pattern, faintly forming a whole with the twelve light pillars.

The radiation range of the formation continues to expand as these soldiers enter the formation, and the bright and unseemly Tiandu New City will also be shrouded in it.

"Bow!" Cao Jingzhong's slightly sharp voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Lu Xuan slowly paid homage to the earth.

"Two obeisances!"

"Three thanks!"

"rise!"

Lu Xuan stood up slowly and looked up at the sky.

"Kneel down to the common people three times!"

Lu Xuan knelt down again in the direction of Tiandu.

"We can't let him start a country!" Master Chang Hao saw this scene and gritted his teeth and shouted. Once he returns to Yijiao and starts a country, Lu Xuan will become an emperor. The fate of the regicide will backfire, and I am afraid that even the five major sects will not be able to bear it. .

The leader of the Yin Yue Sect, who had never made a move, took out a bell. As soon as the bell appeared, a dark wind blew up around it.

The leader of Yin Yue Dao Sect threw the bell, formed a seal with his hands, looked at Lu Xuan, and said in a deep voice: "Fall!"

The bell swayed gently in the air, and a crisp bell rang. The bell was not loud, but it suppressed all the noise in the place. It seemed that at this moment, this bell was the only one in the world that could make a sound, and the place was filled with gloom. The strange energy accompanied the ringing and penetrated directly into the formation. Zhang Yuanrou's formation had no protective effect against the ringing.

Just hearing the bell, tens of thousands of people in the venue felt dizzy and drowsy.

Lu Xuan's eyes flashed. Although he didn't know what it was, he quickly transferred his consciousness into Mao Xuan's body and carefully felt the changes in his body.

On the altar, the ringing was mainly aimed at Lu Xuan, but Lu Xuan seemed to have no feeling at all. Following Cao Jingzhong's voice, he began to worship!

"How is that possible!?" The leader of the Yin Yue Dao Sect looked at this scene in astonishment. This soul-falling bell is the magic weapon of the Yin Yue Dao Sect. Once used, it can separate people's souls. No matter how high the cultivation level is, it only takes seven One day, his body and soul would be extinguished, but Lu Xuan didn't react at all.

Cao Jingzhong staggered. Although the Soul Falling Bell was not aimed at him, the aftermath made him feel shaken and almost fainted.

After biting the tip of his tongue hard, Cao Jingzhong gritted his teeth and said, "Two obeisances!"

"Danglanglang~"

When the leader of the Yin Yue Dao Sect saw this scene, he shouted angrily and dropped a drop of his heart's blood on the Soul Falling Bell. In an instant, the Soul Falling Bell began to shake violently.

Many soldiers fell to the ground and fell asleep. Among the twelve pillars of light, the twelve masters of the Guiyi Sect turned pale. This formation obviously had no effect on the Soul Falling Bell. Fortunately, the Soul Falling Bell was not Target them, otherwise I'm afraid I won't even be able to hold on for a while.

On the altar, Cao Jingzhong felt a little dizzy. He suddenly took out a silver needle and stabbed it hard on various major points in his body to stabilize his soul.

"Three thanks!"

Along with a mouthful of blood, Cao Jingzhong shouted.

At the same time, the shadow of the mountains and rivers in the sky representing the Shangqing Dao Sect suddenly flickered violently.

"What's going on!?" Master Xuanzhen shook his head. Even they couldn't bear the aftermath of the Soul Falling Bell.

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