Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

The formation of nine curves, integrating the power of nine people into one.

In the blink of an eye, that kind of majestic power shattered all the sword energy that Sikong Changming swayed!
Although in terms of quality, the mana transformed by the Jiuqu Formation is still not comparable to the Four Tribulation Sutras.

But the combined mana power of the nine Dharma Aperture cultivators far surpassed the power possessed by Sikong Changming.

With the joint efforts of the nine people, the pressure on Sikong Changming became even greater.

Faintly, even he could not hold on.

The power of the Four Tribulation Sutras is indeed domineering. After getting the increase of the Xuanhuang Linggen, it has soared all the way and is invincible.

However, Sikong Changming's cultivation is, after all, only in the spirit pool realm.

Originally fighting across borders, it was even more so with one against nine.

In the blink of an eye, the originally relatively balanced battle situation slowly fell to the side of the Jiuqu League.

Even if Sikong Changming tried his best, when he fell into the Jiuqu Formation, he was greatly suppressed.

"You lose."

Song Daoyuan spoke lightly.

A look of confidence finally appeared in the eyes that had been dimmed for a long time.

The shock that Sikong Changming brought to them was too great!
A monk almost overturned the Jiuqu League.

"Fortunately, we have the Jiuqu Formation in our hands!"

The nine-curve formation is originally the core formation passed down by the lord.

It is also the reason why their nine guards exist.

As long as there are nine of them guarding, relying on the power of the formation, even if both the leader and the deputy leader are retreating, they are enough to resist the invasion of other forces.

However, the function of the nine-curved array was originally used to restrain the visible monks!
No one expected that at this moment, the nine people joined forces and even formed a formation.

The ultimate goal was to suppress a monk in the Spirit Pool Realm.

With such a result, even Song Daoyuan felt a little blush.

However, when he thought of the astonishing combat power displayed by Sikong Changming, he felt extremely terrified at the same time.

The cultivation base of Lingchi mirror has exploded with such terrifying strength.

Then when the cultivation base is deep, wouldn't it be invincible in the world!
Song Daoyuan glanced calmly at the pile of pills next to him, feeling even more determined in his heart.

Sikong Changming must have an extraordinary identity.

Maybe they are the relatives and grandchildren of a certain elder.

Only in this way could it be possible to explain that he was able to receive such abundant resources while practicing tyrannical exercises.

As time went by, several guards slowly pushed Sikong Changming into a corner.

The Jiuqu Formation is a trapping formation, not a killing formation.

Its greatest function is to unite the strength of nine people, and it can be used like an arm to reduce wear and tear.

Although it is lacking in terms of attack, it has a little more smooth flow and the effect of sharing damage.

Sikong Changming was trapped in the formation, despite bursting out of power again and again, displaying all kinds of unimaginable tough magical powers.

But it's hard to break through that
In the blink of an eye, Sikong Changming was trapped in the formation, his breathing was short of breath, and he was dripping with sweat.

At this moment, even he has reached his own limit.

Not much mana left.

Although still at the peak, he is about to fall from his strongest state.

Although Xuanhuang Linggen recovered, it was also powerless.

With his current strength in the spirit pool realm, it is already an extraordinary achievement to be able to achieve such a result!

Everything seems to have settled down.

After forming an formation, the nine guards of the Jiuqu League superimposed each other's mana, saving a lot of energy.

The moment when he noticed that Sikong Changming's momentum had dropped.

In an instant, nine people shouted in unison.

"Nine tunes form a ring to suppress all evil!"

The nine magic powers circulate endlessly, turning into a zigzag shape, crushing the void.

In an instant, it flew over Sikong Changming's head.

"you lose!"

Song Daoyuan said vigorously, as if he had seen the end.

The nine-curved pattern suppressed it, sealed off the void, and completely forced the opponent into a corner.

Sikong Changming remained calm, he raised his head, and stared at the opponent through the heavy light and shadow.

"It's a pity, I still wanted to keep this thing as a trump card."

Without the slightest decadence in his heart, he quietly exchanged two copies of true blood from the system warehouse!

King Yan's true blood, Tianhan's true blood!

Today, he has reached the peak of the spirit pool, his meridians have been expanded again, and he has become more tenacious under the nourishment of mana.

In terms of current physical condition, the pressure to refine two copies of true blood is not great!
Feeling the power of alternating hot and cold, rising in the viscera.

Sikong Changming looked up with a calm expression.

"Masters, listen to this dragon's roar!"

Two drops of blood the size of soybeans quietly melted in the body.

The surging and exuberant qi, blood, and essence rushed into the spiritual pool like a sea tide. Along with the operation of the Four Tribulations, the vigorous and vigorous power filled Sikong Changming's mana that was on the verge of exhaustion again!
The vitality is replenished, and the peak is restored at an amazing speed.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Sikong Changming's aura, which had been slowly falling, quickly recovered, breaking through the peak in the blink of an eye, exuding an aura of boundless terror.

"break!"

Sikong Changming yelled angrily, facing the sky with both palms, and the explosive force came out along the way, resisting the Jiuqu array pattern abruptly, and came to a stalemate with the nine guards.

In the body, the extreme cold and the scorching heat collided, and the deep-seated power contained in the true blood was stimulated.

This is the true blood of the mighty, containing the fragments of their laws in life.

In the fierce confrontation, this kind of power that touches "Tao and Reason" is truly revived.

Even with Sikong Changming's current state, he still can't fully comprehend that indescribably mysterious state.

However, when the power in the true blood is integrated into the Four Tribulations.

Sikong Changming performed the killing technique, and attacked the opponent again with extraordinary strength!
Even those nine guards have the illusion of encountering a catastrophe?

"Is he a fairy descended into the world, or a demon reincarnated?"

Yuan Tianxiao could no longer understand the soaring combat power of his opponent.

It's not like he hasn't encountered a strong person since he set foot on the path of cultivation.

However, there is no one who can show overwhelming strength in the spirit pool realm!

The nine-curved array pattern is shining brightly, and the boundless light is scattered, which is extremely shining.

However, compared with the power emanating from Sikong Changming, even the Nine-curved array pattern pales in comparison!
The power of extreme cold and blazing heat alternates, constantly climbing, going forward indomitably, unstoppable!
Sikong Changming stretched out his palm, and huge mana poured out like a waterfall from the sky.

In an instant, the unrivaled power, like an unstoppable torrent, quickly destroyed the Jiuqu Formation.

He clenches his fist and sweeps across, his domineering strike straight at the opponent, as if piercing Tianyu's magic spear!

The void was turbulent, and the formation of nine people was forcibly broken by the fierce and indestructible force.

Song Daoyuan's figure stood at the forefront of the formation, and at this moment he was baptized in a terrifying manner.

Punch to the flesh.

In an instant, Song Daoyuan's face was covered with blood and pale with the pain of bruised nose and swollen face.

He struggled to fight back.

However, at this moment, Sikong Changming was spouting mana all over his body, like a volcano about to erupt.

The surging mana seemed to be inexhaustible, making the nine guards feel terrified.

Yuan Tianxiao noticed the abnormality, and said in a deep voice:
"His state is wrong, this state cannot last!"

Seeing the sluggish expressions of the other guards, he felt anxious and shouted loudly:

"Inspire the potential, we must hold him back!"

At this moment, the other guards also noticed the strangeness, and they used secret techniques one after another without hesitation.

At their level, they also have the secret technique to increase combat power in their hands.

It's just that any method to explode combat power has a common characteristic!
It cannot last long, and it is very likely to cause damage to itself.

Song Daoyuan was among the crowd, with disheveled hair and bloody face.

Even so, those eyes were firmly fixed on Sikong Changming.

"The Nine Twist League has never been defeated!"

With a low growl, blood burst out from his body, stimulating his own potential.

In a blink of an eye, a more solid nine-curved pattern manifested, and there were vaguely mountains and rivers derived from that pattern, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a volume that seemed to be nothing, between the real The array map between Unreal!

"Nine Curves Diagram!"

Many disciples had already gathered around, and many of them were members of the Jiuqu League.

They were deeply impressed by the formation that the guards jointly displayed.

This is enough power to rival the Appearance Realm.

Once helped the Jiuqu League, and established an unshakable feat in the struggle among the disciples of the Great Cold Peak!

"Even such a big killer is sacrificed, who is the leader of the outer sect who came to embarrass the Jiuqu League?"

"Could it be that those hermit monsters in the ice cave came out to find fault?"

Some disciples who had just arrived were incredulous about the current battle situation.

They only saw a figure, fighting against the nine guards in the dusty battlefield, but they couldn't see the identity of that person.

"To have such a cultivation base, with one against nine, it is estimated that some disciple who has just broken through the appearance wants to come here to show his prestige!"

Someone said convincingly, looking at the figure of the lone army going deep, it was once again overwhelmed by the fighting nine guards!

"How strong can a disciple of the Appearance Realm be? Aren't they being overwhelmed by the Jiuqu Formation!"

Some disciples of the Jiuqu League are full of confidence in those guards.

However, among the crowd watching the battle, there were also some disciples who knew part of the truth.

Their faces were flushed red, and they hesitated to speak.

"The monk who confronted the guard is not in the Appearance Realm!"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and spoke the truth.

Suddenly, those who didn't know were blown up on the spot.

One by one shouted, very surprised.

"Isn't it visible? It turns out that it's just a Dharma Aperture cultivator, and he has one against nine. I can't imagine that there are such brave people in the Great Cold Peak!"

"No matter how brave and good at fighting, what can we do? The Nine-Turn Formation is invincible! Even if the leader was in the Dharma Aperture Realm, he could not break the Nine-Turn Formation by himself. He can only be evenly matched."

Some unconvinced disciples argued that they wished they could go on stage in person and practice the Jiuqu Formation.

"When I reach the consummation of the Dharma Aperture, I will also go to the Nine-Twist Formation to feel the courage of the few to defeat the many."

Immediately, the disciple felt a strange feeling.

He looked around and found that many people looked at him in a vague way, as if they were looking at a fool.

"That disciple isn't a Dharma Aperture cultivator either, he's just a Spirit Pond Realm, and he hasn't even reached Consummation!"

A word came out from the crowd, causing countless people to look sideways.

On the battlefield, Sikong Changming was once again suppressed by the Jiuqu Formation.

After those tribal guards stimulated their potential, their strength became stronger with each other, and they could even compete with Sikong Changming who had activated two kinds of true blood.

However, as time went by, the faces of the nine guards gradually turned pale.

"What secret method did this kid use, and why is it so long-lasting?"

"Stay in a stalemate for a while, and my secret technique will not be able to hold on!"

Yuan Tianxiao squeezed out a word from his mouth.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
In Sikong Changming's ear, a soft sound suddenly sounded.

"boom!"

The two streams of true blood completely dissipated at this moment!
The surging power pushed his exhausted mana to the peak again, and even faintly broke the shackles of the limit of the spirit pool.

But the power of the two true bloods brought more changes to Sikong Changming than that.

As the two forces with opposite attributes dissipated in his body, his own understanding of the Four Tribulation Sutras also deepened.

You can vaguely feel the great destructive power that evolves from the four spirits and destroys everything.

At this moment, the guards of the Jiuqu League have extremely complicated impressions of this opponent.

They were all numb after going through too many shocks.

"No matter what he is, he must not be a human being!"

This has become the consensus of those ministers.

Sikong Zhenming, who was originally at a disadvantage, is now like a tough vine, which has gone through the changes of time and the cycle of prosperity and prosperity, but it has always existed forever and has not been obliterated.

The formation of nine curves pushed Sikong Changming into corners again and again, but it always gave him a chance to survive in an instant.

Quietly, the magic power of the Four Tribulation Sutras spread in the surrounding space. Although it was extremely weak, it was always entangled with the power of the Jiuqu Formation.

Like an immovable nail.Deadly stopped in the nine-curved formation, making it impossible to really match.

Under the suppression of the nine guards, Sikong Changming's understanding of Taoism continued to improve.

The role of Xuanhuang Linggen is not only to enhance combat power in the process of fighting skills.

During the usual breathing practice, the existence of the Xuanhuang Linggen was also imperceptibly improving Sikong Changming's cultivation qualifications.

Now, his roots are no less than those century-old wizards with extraordinary talents in essence.

Earth, Wind, Water, Fire!

With the collision of mana again and again, an indescribably terrifying dao rhyme quietly emerged.

At this moment, Sikong Changming had some kind of enlightenment in his heart.

A kind of tenacious and indomitable thought arises spontaneously, as if the heart is pounding.

"war!"

Suddenly, a more powerful force gushed out from the exhausted spiritual pool.

At this moment, the true blood has been exhausted, but the life potential contained in the body is instantly stimulated.

Just like a dry and barren field, when spring comes, it finally glows with vitality.

boom!
For the first time, the rock-solid Jiuqu Formation was shaken and roared.

The nine guards all felt the backlash from the formation, blood dripped from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were shocked.

How is it possible, the combination of nine curves is enough to resist the visible monk.

Yuan Tianxiao said in disbelief, the way he looked at Sikong Changming was like staring at a monster.

"break!"

Sikong Zhenming roared in anger, and the inspired law invisibly connected the surrounding world, and those scattered powers were revived at this moment.

"Reset the wind, thunder, water and fire, and then set the world and the earth!"

"Four kalpas destroy Dao!"

Sikong Changming rose into the sky, like a divine moon, competing for glory with the scorching sun above the sky!
In his hand, he held a group of bright and clean light wheel, which was holy and huge, and it fell on the scroll of Dao map in an instant.

The next moment, the faces of the nine guards were as pale as paper, and they fell in all directions!
The clear cracking sound spread to every disciple's ears.

Nine-curved array, broken!
Sikong Changming stood proudly in the void, and the aura on his body had touched the spirit pool to perfection at some point.

He overlooks the surrounding fields, and no one dares to face him.

Like a god in the dust.