A strange terror filled his heart. He struggled to swallow. Where, where was this?
A fishy wind blew past. The pain he had imagined did not appear. He Xiang shook, and suddenly woke up. He found the surroundings were pitch black.
A deep roar squeezed out of his chest. He suddenly flipped his hand, his fingers forming a claw, and swiped at a xiuzhe in the sky!
At this time, Zuo Mo couldn't help but show shock. The black energy was tightly bound inside the big formation. They were like wild beasts trapped in a cage, furiously charging around inside the cage. But Shu Long and the others seemed to ignore the black energy. They stood firmly in their positions, and allowed the black energy to charge.
Hong Jun Xuan's face was completely drained of blood, becoming as pale as paper. He subconsciously opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Beside him, the calves of the other Clear Sky Sect disciples uncontrollably trembled.
The middle-aged person was so shocked he couldn't speak. How was it possible? How could such a powerful battle formation appear in Little Mountain Jie?
The entire battlefield was deathly silent. Everyone looked dazedly at the enormous black whirlpool that covered all of Guard Camp that was silently spinning.
Why … …
His physical body quickly expanded, and he forcibly grew one chi taller. His face, which was originally full of vicissitudes of life, was now fierce and dignified. His black armor and red eyes were frightening.
"What … … what is this?" The large male exclaimed in shock.
The scene of thousands of xiuzhe simultaneously releasing sword energies was spectacular!
Who … … were they?
Hiss hiss hiss!
A blurry black shadow suddenly leapt in front of him. He Xiang's mind rang, and turned blank.
Inside the formation, Shu Long and the others were wrapped in thick black energy. Before, the threads had been like thin snakes, but now it was as though there was a layer of black water surrounding them. The closer it was to them, the thicker the black energy.
This xiuzhe's body shook, his vitality instantly drained, and he dropped down.
His "kill" voice was not loud, but had an unique rhythm, deep and oppressive.
A black palm left his hand, suddenly imprinted on the chest of a xiuzhe, and came out. That blinding ling shield seemed to be non-existent. This black palm easily passed through it.
Now, their hearts were reassured.
They tried to go closer. As expected, they were not affected!
The one thousand people behind them saw the situation and could only follow. What reassured them was that they were in the sky, and this strange troop was clearly not skilled in flying, and could not do anything to them.
Could it be...
The other xiuzhe showed hesitant expressions, but Hong Jun Xuan and the others were at the back. If they retreated now, they would definitely be killed! Only by charging forward would there be a chance of survival!
Right at this moment, Shu Long roared again, "Kill!"
Shu Long's mo skill was pushed to its limits. Countless black energies burrowed into his body at astounding speed.
The sword gleam went out of control!
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the earth mist of the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk. The earth mist was as heavy as a mountain, but this black energy was fierce and sharp!
The incessant hissing of the snake made one's scalp go numb.
Even the burly man and the middle-aged man looked terrified.
As long as he was careful and didn't get too close, there shouldn't be a problem.
Zuo Mo's mind moved.
Everyone's hearts jumped. Before they could react, they heard the one thousand camp guards shout in unison, "Kill!"
The expressions of the Outer Hall xiuzhe changed greatly!
Balls of black energy instantly flew out of Guard Camp and hit the frozen Outer Hall xiuzhe. The xiuzhe in the sky fell down like dumplings. As some xiuzhe fell, their corpses turned grey without any signs of life.
It wasn't just him. The other camp guards beside him all shouted at this time, their figures rising.
However, at this time, he did not feel any joy. There was only a frenzied desire for battle inside.
Hundreds of thoughts turned in his mind, the middle-aged man's expression was uncertain.
The black whirlpool was still intimidating, but in Zuo Mo's eyes, it showed signs of weakening.
No power could come out of thin air.
Only Zuo Mo could see the intricacies. The black whirlpool absorbed so many sword energies and became even larger. What was even more terrifying was that the powerful black energy passed into the formation. At this time, the black energy in the formation was dozens of times denser than before.
Only when the sword energy rain was about to reach the top of their heads did they hear Shu Long shout, "Kill!"
An enormous whirlpool appeared in the sky above Guard Camp. The whirlpool became pitch black at a visible rate. The thick killing intent once again showed itself!
None of the xiuzhe had escaped. The Outer Hall was completely annihilated, including all of their elders. Some of the elders tried to struggle, but inside the black energy, they were like headless flies. They flew around randomly but were unable to escape. In the end, they were hit by dozens of balls of black energy.
His mind fell into the endless darkness.
The Master of Golden Crow City really did have a great background!
"Kill!"
The Guard Camp formation suddenly started to move. The rampaging black energy inside the formation seemed unwilling to be activated. They furiously struggled but to no avail. The camp guards dressed in black heavy armor were expressionless as they moved with determined steps. As the camp guards quickly moved inside the formation, an invisible power formed inside the formation that moved the black energy from slow to fast.
What was that battle formation?
All of Guard Camp sank into a strange silence after Shu Long's shout. The intense killing intent from before had disappeared.
He raised his hand again. His entire hand was wrapped in thick black energy. His eyes became even redder. A heart-wrenching pain came from his right arm, but his arm did not tremble at all.
As expected, it was strange!
Suddenly, he felt an enormous pain on his back. When he lowered his head, he found to his shock that a hand shrouded in black energy was halfway out of his chest.
If it wasn't a large sect that was seven or eight hundred years old, they definitely could not possess such a terrifying battle formation. What sect was this guy really from? Why did he come to Little Mountain Jie? Did he have the same goal as them?
The sword energies in the sky that were like rain seemed to be attracted by a strong force, and were thrown towards the whirlpool.
"This kind of secret method focuses on killing, and does not focus on cultivation, much less forging and lingdan. Naturally, it is easy to die," the middle-aged person quickly explained, his eyes tightly glued to the battlefield.
One thousand against one thousand!
How was it possible?
The great majority of them had never encountered such a strange situation.
The xiuzhe that were shrouded by the black energy froze in the air like puppets.
Pia pia pia!
The Outer Hall xiuzhe continuously fell. In the span of a few breaths, there was nothing left in the sky.
"Kill!"
Shu Long felt the temperature inside his body was shockingly high, as though he was going to be burned to ash. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure. When cultivating [Hardship Guard], he would often encounter situations like this. He had channeled his mo skill. Just now, he had killed He Xiang in one blow.
The other people also saw the clues. For some unknown reason, the middle-aged person unconsciously released a breath. This vicious formation gave him a pressure he had never felt before. It was like a heavy rock was pressing on his chest.
The organized troops suddenly scattered. Each platoon was like a black cloud that spread in all directions. At the same time, dozens of black pythons flew out of the formation. Their bucket-thick bodies leapt towards the Outer Hall xiuzhe in the sky.
What was that black energy?
"Not sure." The middle-aged person's expression was grave. "It seems a bit like the [Ghost General Arrival] of the Ghost Seal Sect, and also a bit like the Dhyana xiu's Spirit Beating Art. There are many sects that have this kind of secret method. It was glorious for a time during the Thousand Year War, but there aren't many left. "
An even sharper howl suddenly sounded.
He wasn't the only one. None of the other elders could react.
He Xiang and the others were shocked. The slowly spinning black whirlpool in the sky above Guard Camp was like an ancient wasteland beast that could swallow everything. Thousands of sword gleams were silently sucked into it.
The elders exchanged a look. Without wasting words, they channeled their ling power.
The Outer Hall xiuzhe simultaneously released their sword energies. Countless sword energies of different colors were like a dense and enormous school of multi-colored fish that howled as they leapt towards the Guard Camp below!
The distance between the two sides was not far. The enormous black pythons were like arrows that left the bow, carrying an unstoppable presence as they leapt in front of the xiuzhe.
He Xiang was the first to move forward. His heart was slightly beating. This troop was really too strange. The black whirlpool also looked very shocking. Their hearts were filled with fear.
One side had been completely destroyed in the blink of an eye, and the other side had not suffered any losses. Everyone no longer felt shock. They felt terror! Deep terror. This group of people wearing black armor were as terrifying as yaomo!
He Xiang gritted his teeth. "Let's go closer! They cannot stop our flying swords! "
Hong Jun Xuan saw such an enormous whirlpool, and his expression couldn't help but change. His mood to watch the spectacle disappeared.
If one wanted to obtain power, they had to pay a price. A peaceful method paid a lot of time, and a quick method saved time, but it required other things to be paid.
No, even yaomo could not so easily take care of one thousand xiuzhe!
The killing essence that had lost its restraints was like a fierce tiger out of its cage, roaring and unstoppable!
He Xiang kept telling himself, trying his best to calm down.
The sky full of sword energies entered the whirlpool made of black energy like rain, disappearing without a trace.
But unexpectedly, when they neared, the whirlpool did not affect them. Was it that this whirlpool was only effective against things like sword energies? Everyone's courage instantly increased.
This definitely was an illusion!
What the outsiders saw was an extremely strange scene. When the rapidly charging black pythons were about to crash into the xiuzhe troop, they suddenly turned to a ball of black energy that covered the Outer Hall xiuzhe.
It was cold and murderous, without a thread of life. He seemed to be situated in the void. Loneliness and terror were like the tide that continuously attacked the defenses of his mind.
In Zuo Mo's Ling Eye, it was another scene. Each camp guard was shrouded in black energy, as though countless thin black pythons were swimming and twisting around their bodies.
The entire battle process was so short it was almost unimaginable, so clean it was terrifying.
Woosh!
Calm … … calm … … he had to be calm!
Such a powerful killing formation should not appear in Little Mountain Jie.
"What kind of evil technique is this?" The burly man was dumbfounded.
Everyone who saw this scene felt their minds shake.
"Why isn't there much left?"
The spectators only saw dozens of enormous black pythons that were dozens of zhang long suddenly leap out of the black whirlpool, baring their black fangs as they leapt towards the Outer Hall xiuzhe in the sky.
A voice full of killing intent suddenly came from the void.
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