The sword energy of the forest is like a divine dragon, stretching its body in the air.

Half green, the blue clouds rise; a withered yellow, the green is silent.

Murong Xianxian pinched the sword skills with his hands, flew into the air, his skirt raised lightly, and he was floating like a fairy in the world. Although he had a great temperament, his spirit also had a bit of awesome power.

Her strength was too strong. The top ten cultivators joined forces and could not stop her at all, just like a jade artifact colliding with a rock, without any chance of winning. At this moment, all the disciples of the Songshan Sect looked dead, feeling that they were like a mantis arm blocking a car in front of her, and they could not compete at all.

Murong Xianxian's heart was empty, which was an unprecedented feeling... The Tingtao sword intent was like a key, opening a door, or several doors in her brain maze, and connecting them together.

Taiyi Sword Qi, the Changsheng Art, the Tide Observation Art, the Hongmeng Sword Art, the Flood and Blossom Field... Many magical powers seem to be connected by a line and begin to merge and integrate.

To be honest, Murong Xianxian herself was also very surprised. She never thought she was a genius of cultivation. Maybe she was lucky, but this time she realized was just a breakthrough in years of understanding. Just like blowing a balloon, if you blow it, it would take a while to wait, but it would be much easier to stimulate it or pinch it at the right time.

Although this sword intent is completely an attacking momentum and has no defense, what does it matter... Attack! Attack again! This is the true essence of swordsmanship, and looking forward and backward is definitely not the quality that a sword cultivator should have.

Pure Yang?

She no longer regards people in the Pure Yang realm as enemies. Her goal is farther away. The two Mahayana monks in front of her are just ordinary monks, and their strength is even worse than those she met in the Tianlong Palace. If it weren't for the unbearable actions of these guys, she wouldn't have the interest to attack them at all.

At this time, the remaining eight Songshan Sect strongmen lost the will to fight. Unfortunately, Murong Xianxian had entered the mountain gate. The mountain protection formation could stop her from escaping, but it was difficult to attack the enemies that had already penetrated the mountain gate. Moreover, they did not dare to escape. At Murong Xianxian's speed, they could completely defeat each one when they escaped.

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly, locked in one of the Supreme Elders in the Mahayana realm and forced him forward.

"You...you guys, please help me!" The Supreme Elder shouted loudly, a crystal light shot out from his eyebrows, and then a crystal pot appeared on top of his head.

Magic weapons such as bells, towers, pots, and cauldrons have very high requirements for materials and refining levels. Some even need to condense the laws of heaven and earth, which is difficult to refine, but once refining is successful, it will exert a very huge power.

When the crystal pot first appeared, it was like a core, but in a blink of an eye it surged like a mountain. The other seven people condensed their true energy and injected this magic weapon again, urging this magic weapon together to suppress Murong Xianxian.

Murong Xianxian still pinched the sword skills with his hands and directed the sword energy to attack.

boom!

The sword energy bombarded the pot body, and a clear cloud suddenly emanated from the pot body, blocking the sword energy.

Blocked it!

All the disciples of Songshan Sect were immediately excited, and many people cheered immediately, which meant that they would not have to be passively beaten. With the strength of several great monks, they could not lose their disadvantages.

However, their cheers soon came to an abrupt end, because the eight strong men from the Songshan Sect looked very bad. Just this blow consumed too much of their true energy, and it was hard to say how many more they could activate it.

Perhaps they themselves realized this problem, so before Murong Xianxian could take action, they activated the jade pot again. With a soft whisper, the lid of the pot flew up, and squirted out rays of rays of rays of light from the pot. Then they formed a huge vortex, which swept Murong Xianxian into it like a long whale sucking water.

"good!"

The eight powerful monks were immediately excited and poured true energy into the pot, trying to completely suck her in and refine her.

"Put her in!"

"Refine her!"

"The Songshan School is mighty!"

The crowd was excited and shouted. The leader of the Songshan Sect and the seven Supreme Elders also worked together to activate the jade pot. The rayons shone brightly and the whole body was filled with clear light. Murong Xianxian's body seemed to be shrinking out of thin air, and she was about to be sucked into the jade pot. At that time, she would be unable to escape.

At this moment, an elder suddenly let out a scream of surprise, pointed at the mouth of the pot, and showed a look of horror on his face. When everyone looked in the direction he pointed, their faces couldn't help but change... In the clear clouds wrapped around Murong Xianxian, an extremely subtle black line suddenly appeared inexplicably.

When the jade pot was activated for the second time, Murong Xianxian found that the crisis had come, and there was no time to dodge. She found that even the magic weapon, flying sword could not be sacrificed, and her whole body seemed to be solidified by the clear clouds, and she could not even use the secret of the word "联"... This magic weapon is definitely an immortal weapon!

However, for some reason, the Mahayana monk was unable to urge all the power of this magic weapon alone and needed the assistance of other monks. Although their true energy system was of the same sect, they all had their own differences after all... For ordinary monks, this abnormality may not be a big deal, but for monks who are proficient in space magical powers, this is a huge loophole.

Just as she was about to be put into the jade pot, a crack in the space appeared out of thin air, and her figure suddenly disappeared from the clear clouds... The disciples of the Songshan Sect were having fun and suddenly saw the figure in the clear clouds disappear, as if they were suddenly pinched their necks, silent, and the scene was very strange.

A heart-pounding aura suddenly surged out from somewhere in the space. Then Murong Xianxian's figure slowly appeared. A treasure tripod was suspended above her head. The cover of the tripod opened, and a strange mouth flew out of the mouth of the tripod, spewing out golden red light and intertwined into a huge net. Suddenly, he grabbed the jade pot and began to recycle it.

"It turned out to be a magical power of space. Who else in this world can trap her?"

"What kind of magic weapon is that it can actually collect magic weapons."

"She can't help but succeed. The swallowing pot is a mountain-stricken immortal weapon, and it is left by the ancestor. How could a casual cultivator collect it?!"

The Supreme Elder who sacrificed the jade pot was panicked when he saw this scene. He hurriedly cast out magic tricks to reclaim the treasure, but the terrible power of the Shanhe Cauldron was so easy to fight against.

Murong Xianxian snorted coldly and used the intent of Tingtao's sword again. The sword was like a dragon, and the killing aura soared into the sky, heading towards the high-level monks of Songshan Sect.

puff!

The Supreme Elder's body-protecting treasure light was shattered in the blink of an eye, and his body was swept away by the sword energy, and suddenly turned into a blood mist... After losing his master, the jade pot suddenly shrank and was sucked into the mountain and river tripod. The cauldron cover closed with a clang, and the treasure tripod was then put away by Murong Xianxian.

Mahayana monks die!

This is the most powerful cultivator of the Songshan Sect that Murong Xianxian killed, representing the death of the Songshan Sect's high-end combat power... Before the Songshan Sect's cultivators were shocked, the sword energy swept across, and two Supreme Elders were wrapped in it, quietly annihilated.

With every move, he collected the mountain-storming immortal weapon from the Songshan Sect and killed three Supreme Elders. Everyone was shocked and his heart was completely occupied by terror.

"Such terrifying combat power is simply against the will of heaven!"

"Even if she is a Mahayana monk, she shouldn't have this strength, right? It doesn't make sense that she can suppress so many high-level monks!"

"Although the ancestor practiced wood-type attack method back then, he was the best sword cultivator. Among the Taoist sects, only Guangchengzi of Yuxu Palace can be compared with him. This person's understanding of swordsmanship is really great, and he can actually comprehend the sword intent left by the ancestor!"

"But now she is our enemy, I'm afraid the Songshan lineage will be destroyed in her hands."

"Walk!"

Several high-level monks of Songshan Sect looked at each other, without fighting spirit, rushed to all directions to escape... At this moment, dignity and face were no longer important, and only living was the most real. When the disciples of Songshan Sect in the distance saw the sect leader and the Supreme Elder fleeing desperately, they could no longer restrain their fear and began to escape one by one. Some people turned around and fled deep into the mountain gate, while others wanted to pass through the mountain protection formation, and the farther away from Murong Xianxian, the better.

"Haha, want to escape? The entire mountain gate has been blocked by me with formations. Don't you want to escape!"

Murong Xianxian sneered, pinched the sword technique with his hands, and the sword energy was steeping in the sky, like a river of heaven, rushing forward. The two Supreme Elders could not hide, and they roared and were swept into the sword energy, shattered into blood mist.

Next, she continued to activate the sword energy and slashed forward. With a "puff" sound, she turned the Songshan Sect leader in front of her into ashes.

The lawn where she was originally located was fresh and green, full of fragrance, but now it was broken by all herbs, bloody nose, and even the ground was dyed red.

One corpse after another fell down, and I don’t know how many people died. Murong Xianxian transformed into Rakshasa and killed all directions, with figures lying under her sword.

Not only did the Songshan Sect leader die, but the last two Tai Elders were also cut into blood mist by her. At this moment, she is killing other middle-level and high-level monks.

Murong Xianxian was indeed very angry at this time. If she hadn't broken through the other party's conspiracy and had her own strong strength, she would probably have had a very miserable fate at this time. The best result would be to become an idiot... No soul search method can ensure that the brain and soul are not affected.

This is privilege!

She has no way to change all this in the world of cultivation, but she doesn’t have to accept it… If the cycle of heaven and law requires a helper, then she is willing to act as a promoter and accelerate this process!

The net of heaven is vast and sparse without leaking!
Chapter completed!