Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 166 Bone Storm

Some of the onlookers exclaimed in surprise:

"Lord Baihuang had previously concealed his strength. How could Longyuan have so many cultivators at the sixth and seventh realms?"

Among the tens of thousands of people, there were sixteen or seventeen surging blood and energy, and the sword energy on their bodies was even more dazzling.

"Over the past thousand years, Long Yuan has been a rising star among the seven great sword sects. Without such strong strength, how could he have possibly joined the seven great sword sects? You underestimate the seven great sword sects..."

While everyone was discussing quietly:

Changying stared at the tens of thousands of people with cold and contemptuous eyes, as if he was looking at a group of ants.

Du Fang looked at her and suddenly his heart trembled.

Whenever he came into contact with this great pillar of the country, he always had the face of a compassionate bodhisattva.

But at this moment, Du Fang felt a very dangerous murderous aura spreading from Changying's body.

This is the true aura of the imperial realm.

A ghost cultivator who had not appeared in the world for three hundred years finally wiped out her compassionate side, revealing her cruel and murderous side before she became enlightened.

Chang Ying laughed and said:

"Do you also want to use the power of the entire sword sect to deal with me? You are wrong... Before I became a Taoist, I relied on killing people to prove my truth..."

Changying's expression turned cold, and she flicked her fingers lightly. The three hundred sword cultivators behind her suddenly froze at the same time, and their whole bodies immediately shrank and turned into balls of black charcoal, falling into the air.

Everyone's face showed a look of horror.

Bai Zhi immediately shouted:

"Form a formation and trap her to death!"

Before the sound could be heard, Changying flicked his finger again, and the charcoal gradually softened and squirmed into a pool of black water.

This time, countless Longyuan disciples were horrified, and almost a hundred of them retreated in shock.

These three hundred red-robed disciples are all elite masters of the sect. Over the years, they have been hiding in various places in Nancangzhou, helping the Longyuan Sword Sect to continuously expand its influence.

Every disciple placed in the city is a leader of a sect or faction, and they were urgently recruited this time just for this battle.

And now, in the blink of an eye, it was melted into a ball of black water.

Bai Zhi only took a look and turned her head away, her voice calm and her expression indifferent:

"As expected, you were a ghost cultivator in your previous life. Your techniques are exactly the same. Nancangzhou hasn't produced any outstanding talents in three hundred years, allowing an evil creature like you to usurp the throne of the Great Pillar State for three hundred years. Today, I will personally kill you with my sword on behalf of my ancestor to prove my status as an emperor!"

Chang Ying said with hatred, "Miss Bai, do you think that just because your ancestors left you this strange and bizarre path to the top and this ancient Dao Court Sword Formation, you can challenge the majesty of the Nine Realms Great Pillar State? Let alone your tiny Longyuan Sword Sect, in the entire Nancang Continent, in the past three hundred years, no one has been able to take a single move from me!"

"Oh, really?"

Her long purple hair fluttered in the air, and above her head, countless black coffins formed a chessboard formation, hanging in the sky.

Dense and endless.

A cold and gloomy aura surged out, and almost everyone subconsciously shrank back.

"Anyone else wants to come out and try it?" Changying sneered.

No one responded. The entire Longyuan Divine Mountain suddenly became so quiet that one could hear the sound of a needle dropping.

Bai Zhi suddenly shouted:

"Are you all dead? You don't know how to set up a sword formation!"

As soon as she said this, Chang Ying sneered, "I'll let you see with your own eyes what the power of a Ninth Realm Venerable is!"

His whole body suddenly turned over and retreated dozens of feet, falling into the array of coffins.

With his hands opened, slender white fingers emerged from his sleeves, and countless blood-red threads emerged.

The blood-colored thread was swift and agile. Many of Long Yuan's red-clothed disciples were strangled by the thread before they could even move. In an instant, dozens of elders in the sixth and seventh realms were lifted up in the air above the sky, and the thread kept tightening.

The screams and groans of pain immediately spread throughout the square.

Under this strange silk thread, the top fighters of the Longyuan Sword Sect had no power to resist at all.

Bai Zhi saw that the situation was not going well, and originally wanted to use her disciple's body to consume Chang Ying's spiritual power. However, she did not expect that now, she would kill people to establish her authority, which frightened Long Yuan's disciples and no one dared to move.

Bai Zhi immediately raised her sword and slashed at the coffin matrix.

"Changying, do you think that Longyuan has been established for thousands of years and has no hidden treasures?"

Her entire body suddenly erupted in a ball of red blood, transforming into countless sharp blades that completely severed the red thread. More than a dozen people immediately fell to the ground, clutching their necks and coughing violently.

Chang Ying flew back and stood on the coffin formation again. He said coldly, "Longyuan Sword Sect, in the past hundred years, a cultivator of the perfect realm has indeed emerged. It's a pity that your realm is too low. You are no match for me!"

"Whether we're a match or not, we'll know after a fight. It's too early to tell now."

Bai Zhi snorted coldly.

Bai Zhi rose up and stood in the air, her whole body shrouded in blood, and her magnificent voice spread throughout the land:

"Longyuan disciples, listen up and form your formation!"

As her voice spread far away,

Suddenly, Chang Ying let out a long and sharp cry and shouted:

——The wind rises

Countless fierce gusts of wind began to rise from around her. At first, they were just tiny whirlpools, but soon they grew as big as flying clouds, connecting heaven and earth. Countless bones were sucked up from the ground and the coffins.

Chang Ying shouted sharply:

Bone Storm—Break!

This is to cross the river before the sword formation is formed and hit the current halfway.

Get started first!

She opened her fingers and the coffin lid was suddenly opened, and fragments of bones shining with golden runes flew out.

With a flick of his finger, countless whirlwinds carrying bone fragments enveloped the entire sky above the sacred mountain.

Countless Longyuan disciples who were suspended in the air were pierced by these bone fragments before they could even move. They spurted blood and fell from the air.

In a split second, countless black holes appeared at both ends of the sword formation. Hundreds of disciples were killed, unable to even resist.

Bai Zhi felt a trace of heartache. These were the elite disciples she had trained for decades, and yet they were all killed in just one move.

This is to cut off Long Yuan's roots.

Today is not a sword duel. She covets the Heavenly Heart Seal of the Great Pillar State, and the Great Pillar State Changying wants to completely destroy the Longyuan Sword Sect and wipe it out from Nancangzhou.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhi's face flushed red, and her body quickly became transparent. She took seven steps in the air, and her long sword suddenly pierced the sky:

He shouted loudly - Flying Immortal Slash!

Countless red rays of light flew out from the Blood Rainbow Demon Sword and flew into the whirlwind of white bones. In an instant, the strong wind disappeared and the white bone fragments fell.

Chang Ying laughed loudly and said:

"If you have some tricks, let's try again!"

Two balls of blue flame suddenly appeared in her hands, and she whispered softly:

"Flames of the dead, go, devour their flesh, devour their souls, and bring them to me!" As soon as this ancient spell was uttered.

Everyone suddenly felt a biting chill.