Chapter 228: Reunion

Outside the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation, Taoist Canghai stood on the top of the green mountain, and two middle-aged Taoist priests stood respectfully behind him. One middle-aged Taoist priest held a jade slip in his hand, and the other middle-aged Taoist priest held a jade mirror in his hand.

"Is there any latest situation about Wang Yue?" The Taoist Canghai looked at the colorful glass-like sword formation from afar and asked loudly.

The Taoist priest holding the jade slip replied: "Senior brother, judging from the record of the life and death of the sword formation, there are ninety-four trial disciples, and Wang Yue's killing ranking is still at the end! After entering the formation, he only killed twenty-three creatures, including monsters and demon cultivators."

The Taoist priest holding a jade mirror said, "The incident that triggered the active attack of the sword formation just now was caused by Wang Yue. Please see, senior brother..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest's fingers passed through the jade mirror, and ripples flashed across the mirror. The image of Wang Yue having just entered the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill appeared in the jade mirror. In the mirror, Wang Yue stood in the air, roaring towards the sky, with a arrogant momentum overwhelmingly expressing his words. At this time, a black fog surged from the ground, between tangible and invisible, which seemed slow, but as fast as lightning, and it penetrated Wang Yue's feet in a blink of an eye.

Almost at the same time, thousands of starlight fell from the sky, like rain and fog, almost like black fog, which seemed slow, but in fact it was quick, and fell on Wang Yue's head in a blink of an eye.

Wang Yue seemed to have not noticed that the sword light and black fog met at his neck. The sword light came out from top to bottom and came out. The black fog pointed to by the sword light could not withstand for a moment.

When the black fog retreated from Wang Yue's body, the starlight in the sky changed again, and several stars emitted dazzling light, forming the shape of a Doumu, plunging from the sky into the ground, chasing the black fog.

Like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, several hills turned into ashes in the battle, smoke and dust rolled, leaving traces of battle on the ground, some as deep as a hundred feet, while others as wide as rivers and seas.

"That magic fog wanted to attach to Wang Yue, but it was indeed as expected by the leader. The technique he practiced was indeed changed by the Six Desire Demon Lord... It's a pity that a sword cultivator genius!" Taoist Canghai sighed.

The two middle-aged Taoist priests seemed to have known this news, and were not surprised. They said lightly: "The Six Desire Demon Lord has been sealed by us for tens of thousands of years. They still have the strength to break out and change the skills in the Nine Swords Hall. He is too powerful. However, even if he changes the skills, as long as Wang Yue is not possessed, he should still be a disciple of our Xiaoyao Sword Sect, right?"

Canghai Zhenren said, "For sure, of course! But since the leader of the sect has specially signed Wang Yue into the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation, isn't it just to lead the Six Desire Demon Lords? Although I have never seen the Six Desire Demon Lords' methods, he has carefully planned for tens of thousands of years before using the hands of our Xiaoyao Sword Sect to cultivate nine seeds. If he doesn't take over the body, why should he work hard to cultivate these nine seeds?"

Another middle-aged Taoist priest sighed: "The Six Desire Demon Lord is so terrible. Can we completely kill him when we set up the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation?"

"It's hard!" Taoist Canghai said bluntly, "When the demon-guided cultivator set up the Ten Thousand Demon Lock Immortal Formation, he ignored it and let it do evil for more than a hundred years. Both sides killed and injured more than one million people. I don't know how many demons these dead energy and scattered spiritual energy will cultivate, and the Six Destiny Demon Lord will also recover a little bit of strength. According to the elders' best predictions, it would be a blessing to be able to seal the Six Destiny Demon Lord again!"

"In order to seal him again, we destroyed the foundations of the five sects. Is it worth it?" the Taoist priest asked again.

"If it were before, the elders would definitely not agree, but now... the five sects are no longer necessary!" said Dao Ren Canghai.

"What?" the two middle-aged Taoist priests were shocked and asked with fear, "Senior brother means... Our Xiaoyao Sword Sect no longer needs the Five Sect Alliance to provide excellent disciples? He will never even recruit new disciples again? Is the rumors that the Great Wilderness Star is about to be destroyed true?"

"That's not a rumor! Take a look at the hellish magma and flames! We no longer have the energy and financial resources to cultivate new disciples. If we can train all the disciples in the sect to become masters in the Nascent Soul stage, it would be a great good thing! If we are not in the Nascent Soul stage, we cannot bear the damage caused by interstellar teleportation! Even if there are masters who can force a few children and grandchildren who are not strong enough, there is a limit on the number."

The two middle-aged Taoist priests were silent, thinking about their family members and friends. After a long period of silence, they asked again: "How long will the planet be destroyed?"

"Maybe it's eight or nine hundred years, or two or three thousand years, who can say it correctly? We're just preparing in advance!" The Taoist Canghai looked at the colorful Star Sword Formation and continued to explain, "If there are survivors in the Five Sects Alliance to be able to come out alive, maybe it's the last group of disciples of our Xiaoyao Sword Sect, but how many people can be lucky enough to come out alive?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest holding a jade mirror suddenly shouted: "Senior brother, look, Wang Yue is killing again. Look at his eyes, what a terrible look..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest holding the sword formation and life-and-death struggled, said at the same time: "He killed two more demon cultivators, and is currently ranked 94th and is still the last one. Hongyin, the number one, has killed more than a thousand creatures!"

They didn't know that if Shura was considered a creature, Wang Yue killed far more than Hongyin.

The Taoist Canghai looked at the image of Wang Yue in the jade mirror and sighed: "His magical nature is getting stronger and stronger. Perhaps the leader's concern is right."

"Since the leader has given up on the Five Sect Alliance, why did he still send Hongyin in? Moreover, these trial disciples who entered are the real elites of our sect. Isn't it a pity to die?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked in confusion.

"You don't know that the disciples who came out alive this time all have the chance to enter the forbidden sword washing pool. This is the real training of the sect! Otherwise, those elders would not send their most beloved disciples in! Although the danger is great, the rewards will be greater! The chance to reach the sky in one step, no matter how great the danger is, no one is willing to give up."

"The sword washing pool in the forbidden area..." The eyes of the two middle-aged Taoists were straightened. When they were in the full stage of the Golden Pill, they had made great contributions to the sect and had been comprehending the sword washing pool in the forbidden area for an hour before breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. This not only improves the spiritual realm, but also improves the sword energy in the body.

Wang Yue was killing people and could no longer control his desire to kill. He would not care about anyone's eyes.

Because everyone's eyes will eventually close!

Five magic swords slashed at Wang Yue.

Wang Yue's speed did not decrease, and he rushed straight over. The six desire strangulation formation penetrated his body and involved five magic swords.

The Five Demon Cultivators exclaimed and dodged to avoid the strangulation formation.

Wang Yue's figure became blurred, transformed into a flying sword, rotated with the strangulation formation, and instantly flew behind a demon cultivator.

Using his palm as a sword, he slashed at the back of the demon cultivator's neck.

The magic weapon of the demon cultivator suddenly emitted light, and four black flames flew out in a row, forming four small skeletons, and rushed straight towards Wang Yue.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang, hitting Wang Yue's sword body, Wang Yue just groaned and didn't take a step back!

"Go to die!" Wang Yue's other arm turned into a long sword, stabbed the demon cultivator's back heart, crushing his heart.

The defensive magic weapon with counterattack is worse than a simple defensive magic weapon. The demon cultivator only had time to turn his head and fell down unwillingly.

No one can be left behind in the head, storage bag, and golden elixir!

Killing only for a moment!

After the remaining four demon cultivators avoided the Six Desire Strike Formation, they found that one of their own was killed.

They took a breath and finally understood the reason why Feihong asked the five of them to take action together. Both of the Golden Pill Great Perfection Period, Wang Yue's strength suffocated them.

The Six Desire Challenge stopped above Wang Yue's head and gathered but did not disperse. There were five magic swords in the formation, which were the weapons of the demon cultivators.

Wang Yue turned his head and saw that Feihong and Lingjing had left. He was anxious and his murderous aura became even stronger.

"The person blocking the way died!" Wang Yue pointed his right hand and several small swords appeared out of thin air, superimposed on each other, and in a blink of an eye, a huge blood-clotting sword that was more than 40 feet long was formed.

The bigger the sword, the more powerful it is, but a large sword can bring a huge sense of oppression to the enemy.

"What kind of sword skills does this guy practice?" One of the demon cultivators roared angrily, and a tiger-shaped demon shadow appeared behind him, as high as a hundred feet tall, as if unhappy because the blood-condensing sword brought him oppression. He roared and pounced on Wang Yue.

"Go!" The blood-condensing sword pierced straight into the shadow demon's mouth, and then suddenly exploded.

Don’t take Jian Yuan seriously, and explode as you use it, and use explosions to exchange for the strongest attack power. Only Wang Yue can do this.

Wang Yue lost the sword essence, while the demon cultivator damaged the soul!

The demon cultivator let out a stern voice, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale: "Go together, kill this guy!"

Without waiting for his weapons, there were already several similar demon shadows pounced on Wang Yue.

Wang Yue smiled coldly, his body suddenly rose, and he entered the crazy-rotating Six Desire Strike Formation. He transformed into a sword and formed a member of the sword formation, like a moving castle, rolling up several magic shadows that were pounced on it.

"Brothers, fight with him!" The demon shadow soul was trapped, and several demon cultivators were afraid and angry, and let out unwilling howls.

The six desire strangulation formation suddenly expanded. If it turned out to be like a castle, it has become like a city. Not only does it enclose their magic shadows, but also their original deity.

"You trash also want to kill me, but you have no chance!" A flying sword emerged from the Six Desire Challenge, as fast as lightning, and escaped into the distance.

With a loud bang, the Six Desires Strike Formation exploded!

The four demon cultivators were crying and burst into tears. They exploded again and played this move. They didn't take Jian Yuan seriously, right? For a sword cultivator who was in the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill, the sword cultivator in his body could only condense a giant sword of more than 40 feet at most. However, Wang Yue not only condensed a giant sword, but also used the sword cultivator to condense a city-like sword formation... What made them even more heartbreaking was that they condensed these, but they didn't cherish them, and they even said that they easily exploded!

The four demon cultivators were exposed in despair and their bodies were covered with scars. Before they could curse Wang Yue with vicious words, their heads were cut off by four blood-red swords flying in.

The head, storage bag, golden elixir, and essence and blood talisman all fell into Wang Yue's hands.

"My current total sword energy is more than six sword energy cultivators of the same level. How can you resist it?" Wang Yue sneered proudly, took a few sips of the Xuanbing Jade Chopstick, and flew towards the east.

A hundred miles away, there was a fierce fighting sound. Wang Yuefei was in the clouds and saw hundreds of demons besieging a woman, hundreds of flying swords forming two huge wings. However, she faced too many enemies and had many scars left on her body. There was no need to look at her face, just with her hot and enchanting figure, she could determine her identity.

"Women, do you need men's help?" Wang Yue let out a long roar, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the center of the battlefield.
Chapter completed!