Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

With Elder Lu's lessons learned, the disciples who were still ready to make a move immediately gave up the idea of ​​breaking into the formation as if being showered from head to toe by a bucket of ice water.

"Junior Brother Zhang is indeed extraordinary. No wonder Elder Han accepted him as a registered disciple." A Qingyun disciple patted his chest with lingering fear and said with emotion.

There is no harm without comparison. After Lu Xueqi and Elder Lu's demonstration, they fully understood the horror of this phantom killing formation. With such a powerful formation, Zhang Xiaofan was able to get rid of the influence of the illusion and move forward slowly despite the endless sword energy attacks. Everyone showed admiration on their faces.

At this time, no one dared to break into the formation easily. They could only pin all their hopes on Zhang Xiaofan. Seeing the leader and the five leaders who had gone crazy and attacked each other, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but they had no choice but to pace back and forth anxiously.

Some disciples kept mumbling: "What should we do? What should we do?"

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan's face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead. His mind was protected by the White Lotus of Pure World from being corroded by the evil spirit of blood, but the steady stream of sword energy attacks came like a violent storm, requiring him to use all his strength to resist.

With his cultivation in the Qi refining period, being able to reach this point with endless sword energy is already the limit of limits. Every time he took a step forward, he felt as if his body had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and the pain was unbearable.

Some Qingyun disciples flew into the sky and shouted at the bottom of their lungs. However, the people below seemed to be isolated from the world and had no response to their cries. Even Han Fei fell into a state of selflessness. His eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, his fingers were moving rapidly in the air, and he was mumbling something.

Following his movements, formation patterns flew in the air like spiritual snakes, and then accurately fell into the corresponding position. With the addition of formation patterns, the power of the formation suddenly doubled.

A large amount of blood evil power surged in like a flood that broke a bank, and the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation was filled with a thick blood-red mist. The expressions of the disciples watching outside changed drastically. Some were so frightened that their legs weakened and they sat down on the ground; some had their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces; and some clenched their hands tightly into fists. , her nails dug deeply into her palms, and she prayed silently in her heart: "Master, they must be safe and sound!"

"Mother, mother, look at it! My father and the leader are fighting, and they are fighting so fiercely! Mother, please think of a way, they will be in danger if this continues!" Tian Linger pointed while pointing In the middle of the scene, he stamped his feet and shouted anxiously, with a thin layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Suru, who was still meditating with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes when she heard her daughter's cry, her eyes full of shock and worry. She held her hands tightly, her lips trembled slightly, and said softly: "How could this happen..."

At this time, Tian Buyi's eyes were red, full of anger and determination. He pinched the sword technique with his hand, and the fairy sword pointed directly at Daoxuan. The sword was condensed with majestic momentum, as if it was going to tear everything apart.

Daoxuan on the opposite side saw this and was not to be outdone. There was a fierce look in his eyes, the sword in his hand danced, and he rushed towards Tian Buyi like a gust of wind. Before anyone arrived, Tian Buyi was completely enveloped by the sharp sword energy.

Tian Buyi shouted coldly, and his voice exploded in the air like thunder. A red light burst out from his long sword, and a flying dragon condensed from the red sword energy rushed straight towards Daoxuan.

A trace of surprise flashed in Daoxuan's eyes, but he quickly reacted and retracted his sword to block. He held the sword formula with his hand, his middle and index fingers aligned, he held the long sword in front of his chest, and stroked the sword body with both fingers. In an instant, a more domineering sword energy burst out of him, rushing like a mountain. A red dragon flying into the air.

Two strong sword energies collided together, making an earth-shattering noise. The energy spread out, creating a violent storm. Even Zhang Xiaofan, who was still a mile away, was thrown away by this powerful energy.

Zhang Xiaofan rolled in the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, as if he would collapse if the wind blew. But his eyes were full of determination and unyielding. He clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

Outside the range covered by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, a group of disciples were horrified to watch. Their faces were full of fear and worry. Some even took a few steps back involuntarily, for fear of being affected by the battle.

"Zhang Xiaofan, come back quickly! You are not allowed to participate in the competition between the leader and the others!" Lu Xueqi's voice contained a hint of anxiety and concern.

Her eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiaofan, and her hands clenched unconsciously, as if she wanted to rush over and pull him back. Her shout made everyone look at her with a surprised expression on their faces. They had never seen the frosty Lu Xueqi care so much about someone.

Lu Xueqi's face turned slightly red, but she quickly regained her composure. Her eyes were still fixed on the changes in the field, as if she was praying for Zhang Xiaofan in her heart. Seeing this, no one dared to make fun of Lu Xueqi at this time.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hear Lu Xueqi's shout, so he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and secretly made up his mind. He glanced at the two people fighting in front of him, and then walked around to the side without hesitation.

His steps were staggering, but his eyes were full of determination. The fight between Daoxuan and Tian Buyi was too brutal. He had to be careful to avoid it. If he was not careful, he might lose his life. Awakening Han Fei is the key to solving the problem.

"Uncle Tian is so strong! After fighting with the leader for so long, he still doesn't lose at all." A disciple opened his mouth in shock, his eyes full of admiration and envy.

"Yeah, I didn't expect Master Tian to be so powerful. I wonder when Master Tian will be able to condense the golden elixir." Another disciple clenched his hands into fists and said excitedly, his eyes shining with anticipation.

"It's hard to say. Even the leader is only half a step into the golden elixir. I'm afraid Master Tian is still a little weaker than the leader." Another disciple shook his head, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"No matter how strong Master Hetian is, he can't compare to Elder Han. I heard Master say that Elder Han is already at the golden elixir stage, which is considered the strongest combat power in the entire cultivation world." A disciple He came over and said mysteriously.

"I've also heard that when Elder Han first came here, he spent the Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations at Dazhu Peak." The disciple next to him interjected, his face full of reverence.

"Okay, you two should stop talking. I don't care what the situation is now, but you still have the intention to chat here. Aren't you a disciple of Longshou Peak? Where is Senior Uncle Cangsong? Why didn't you invite Senior Uncle Cangsong to come over? ." A senior brother frowned and scolded sternly.

"Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Qi has already gone to invite Master, and the meeting should be here soon!" The Longshou Peak disciple shrank his neck and answered cautiously.

"Yes, Master Cangsong is the only one who can intervene in this kind of situation. Everyone else will die. I don't know when Elder Han will wake up." Another disciple said worriedly.

"It's hard to say. Elder Han has obviously fallen into a state of enlightenment. In this state, he has no perception of the outside world. If Elder Han continues to have such an enlightenment, the power of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation will probably be even more powerful. , the leader and the others are really in danger." Another disciple frowned, his face very solemn.

"Yes! I hope Senior Uncle Cangsong will arrive soon! If we keep waiting like this, the leader and Senior Uncle Tian will be in real danger. Looking at them, they are already trying their best." Senior Brother Wang, who just spoke, gritted his teeth. , it is necessary to use the flying sword to fly in the direction of Longshou Peak.

"Look, that's Master Cangsong! We're saved now." A disciple pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly.

When a group of disciples saw Cangsong arriving, their faces were full of excitement. Cangsong glanced down and felt a chill in his heart. He knew that Han Fei was powerful, but he didn't expect that he would be so powerful. Although he had heard Qi Hao tell what happened, hearing it and seeing it were completely different outcomes.

Seeing that the situation was getting more critical, Cangsong's expression changed, but his heart felt a little more joyful. What he was thinking about was not how to save Daoxuan and the others. On the contrary, he wished that something unexpected happened to Daoxuan and the others, so that he would no longer have to collude with the demonic people and plot against Qingyun.