The evening breeze was slightly cool.
A protective array enveloped Xuanzhi Mountain.
The cultivators on Xuanzhi Mountain were at a loss. Not to mention the younger generation, even the older generation of experts did not know what to do.
Ye Xuanzhou walked out of the palace, looked at the young Taoist on the mountaintop, and said fiercely, "You are strong, but you want to challenge the entire Xuanzhi Mountain? You're dreaming!"
Upon seeing the sect leader appear.
The cultivators of Xuanzhi Mountain have rekindled their hope.
Qin Luo guessed that Ye Xuanzhou was the sect leader of Xuanzhi Mountain and was very disappointed in him. "I gave Xuanzhi Mountain a chance, but you didn't cherish it, so I have no reason to pity you."
Ye Xuanzhou walked through the air and appeared in front of Xuanzhi Mountain, shouting: "Disciples of Xuanzhi Mountain, listen to my command, form ranks!"
Hearing the order!
Cultivators below the Core Formation stage sat cross-legged on the spot, while those above the Core Formation stage rose into the air and stood behind Ye Xuanzhou. Beams of light rose from the mountains, intertwining and finally converging on Ye Xuanzhou.
Ye Xuanzhou was already a Nascent Soul expert, and with the support of many elders and disciples, his aura continued to rise, and his body radiated a dazzling light.
"Draw your sword!"
One after another, spirit swords rose from Xuanzhi Mountain.
Some of them are swords from junior cultivators, while others come from the Sword Cliff behind the mountain and were left behind by the seniors of Xuanzhi Mountain.
Three thousand spiritual swords swirled behind Ye Xuanzhou, poised to strike. He stood high above, looking down at the tiny young Taoist on the mountaintop. "Do you dare to take one of my swords?"
"What is there to be afraid of?"
Qin Luo said calmly.
"How arrogant!"
Ye Xuanzhou waved his hand, and three thousand spirit swords surged out from behind him like a tide. The ear-piercing sword cries resounded in all directions, and the dense sword light seemed to want to destroy everything.
They saw countless sword lights falling from the sky.
Jinjiao covered his head and hid behind Qin Luo.
Qin Luo gripped the peach wood sword tightly, and the ordinary peach wood sword released a dazzling golden light. He concentrated his energy and spirit, and his firm eyes had a sharp light in them.
Within the jade pendant, the purple-haired fairy sensed a powerful sword intent, an intent as vast and unstoppable as the might of heaven.
Qin Luo swung his sword and slashed out.
An extremely domineering golden sword light shot into the sky, as dazzling as the first ray of sunlight at dawn.
As the golden sword light surged towards the sword tide, the three thousand spirit swords instantly crumbled, countless spirit swords shattered and fell to the ground.
Golden Horn gazed at the sky.
It was as if I were seeing a magnificent meteor shower.
When Ye Xuanzhou saw the golden sword light, he still tried to struggle, shouting, "Give it your all!"
All the cultivators of Xuanzhi Mountain poured all their power into Ye Xuanzhou, causing his body to swell and struggle to withstand the immense force.
Ye Xuanzhou activated the immense power within his body, clasped his hands together, and a huge light shield appeared in front of him. The barrier emitted multicolored light, like a five-colored stone, and was indestructible.
The golden sword light struck the barrier, instantly shattering the five-colored barrier. Ye Xuanzhou had just opened his mouth to speak when the sword light had already slashed past his brow, even obliterating his soul in his sea of consciousness.
Bang!
When Ye Xuanzhou split open, he released terrifying energy from his body. This energy distorted space, and all the elders who were close to him were instantly torn apart. The cultivators on Xuanzhi Mountain also suffered a backlash and coughed up blood.
Qi Yun sat cross-legged on the white jade array stone, activating the mountain-protecting array in an attempt to block the golden sword light.
Click!
The protective array resembling a delicate pagoda was cleaved open by the sword light. When the sword light landed on Xuanzhi Mountain, the palaces and pavilions on the mountain collapsed one after another, and countless stones fell from the height.
puff!
Qi Yun coughed up large amounts of blood.
"How is that possible?"
Qi Yun looked at Qin Luo as if he were a god.
The protective array of Xuanzhi Mountain can withstand the attack of a Dao Integration Saint, but it can't stop Qin Luo's sword. Could it be that he is even more powerful than a Dao Integration Saint? How is that possible!
Ye Xuanzhou was beheaded.
The elders were buried with him, and now only Qi Yun and a group of juniors with low cultivation levels remain.
They were no longer able to resist.
Inside the jade pendant, the purple-haired fairy asked curiously, "Qin Luo, who taught you swordsmanship?"
Qin Luo chuckled and said, "There used to be a senior brother at Longhu Temple who was very skilled in swordsmanship. I asked him for advice, and he told me that swinging a sword is like chopping wood. So I chopped wood day after day, and I never expected it to actually work."
"this……"
It's hard to evaluate the purple-haired fairy.
It's estimated that Zhang Fulong taught his senior brother.
Seeing Qin Luo win, Golden Horn's eyes lit up, and it wagged its tail happily, "Boss, awesome!"
Qin Luo did not celebrate. He stared at Xuanzhi Mountain and could feel a bone-chilling cold. It was the most evil presence he had ever felt.
A deep sword mark appeared on Xuanzhi Mountain, and deep within the mark, a dark red light shimmered.
Boom!
The Xuanzhi Mountain trembled.
Behind the palace at the highest point was a tomb. A bronze coffin emerged from the tomb, and when it appeared, a thick aura of death permeated the air.
Qi Yun looked at the coffin and exclaimed excitedly, "Ancestor! It's the Ancestor!"
The younger generation of Xuanzhi Mountain stared at the bronze coffin, unaware of what was happening.
The coffin lid was lifted.
It hurtled towards Qin Luo.
Qin Luo swung his sword, splitting open the coffin lid.
An old man, skin and bones, climbed out of the bronze coffin. Only a few strands of messy white hair remained on his head, and his gray eyes looked somewhat eerie. "They're all useless trash. Xuanzhi Mountain has actually fallen to this state. They're a disgrace to me."
Qi Yun pointed at Qin Luo, "Ancestor, he killed the sect leader and many elders. Please avenge us!"
"Hahaha, good riddance!"
The old patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain looked at Qin Luo with a strange smile on his face. "I hate Taoists the most. If I hadn't been severely injured by a Taoist back then, I wouldn't be here."
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