The roar of the tiger immediately unleashed a powerful attack. Ninety percent of the Cultivators were killed, leaving only a few with treasures or Cultivation bases at the Foundation Establishment stage. However, their faces were deathly pale, and their bodies were like sieves. They trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with terror.
This was still Sakra's Tiger's Roar. Under his control, more than half of the power was exerted on that black dragon condensed from the baleful sword. The black dragon that originally carried a strong pressure that was rapidly pouncing over was actually shaken to a halt by the Tiger's Roar. It trembled unceasingly and sharp swords appeared on its surface, as if it was about to be shaken to the point of dispersing.
"Operate the sword formation with all your might. We must kill the Demonic Tiger."
Li Wan's face was unusually ferocious as he roared loudly.
"Buzz buzz buzz!!"
In his roar, the 28 sword pillars that stood in all directions trembled violently. As they trembled, a large amount of Sword Qi gushed out from the sword pillars. They turned into countless Evil Swords and surged into the body of the black dragon. With the support of the new power, the black dragon, which was about to collapse due to the Tiger's Roar, was reformed. It roared and continued to charge towards Di Shitian. One of its dragon claws stretched out and the sharp Sword Qi tore the air apart.
"Die, Demonic Tiger."
The dragon claws were above his head, grabbing downwards. Di Shitian felt a chill in his bones.
"No, I won't die. I can't die. Since I have embarked on the path of Demon Cultivation, my life is in my own hands. No one can take my life away except me. Ah!! "
His eyes were cold, but his heart was screaming crazily. The moment the thought of controlling my life and not the heavens appeared, it stuck to him like a parasite. He could not get rid of it and could not get rid of it. It kept circling in his mind, and every time it rang out, the light in his eyes grew brighter. An aura of only himself was growing in his heart.
In his previous life, he didn't blame anyone but himself for his tragic death. Now that he had the chance to be reborn, he would absolutely not allow anyone or even any living being to take away his life. In the past, this was just a thought that was buried in the bottom of his heart. It was a weak seed. If there were no accidents, it might take a very long time for it to grow.
However, at this moment, under the pressure of death, this seed finally grew wildly. In the blink of an eye, it grew into a towering tree.
A kind of 'only me', a kind of 'my life is in my own hands' aura suddenly burst out from Sakra's body until it soared into the sky. Under this kind of extreme aura, Sakra seemed to exist alone in the world, proud and aloof.
"Roar!!"
Another tiger's roar erupted from his mouth. Rings of black sound waves suddenly reversed, turning into sharp crescent-shaped sound blades. Every sound blade seemed to be between tangible and intangible, but their surface seemed to be solid. With astonishing speed, they instantly landed on the black dragon's body.
"Crack!!"
The Black Dragon was formed by countless Evil Swords. Its body was incomparably hard and its attack power was unparalleled. If caught by its dragon claws, even the body of a monster would be riddled with holes. However, these Sound Blades were even more powerful than the Evil Swords. When they hit the dragon claws, a part of the dragon claws was cut off. The part that was cut off separated and turned into broken Evil Swords. Then, they collapsed into Sword Qi. They disappeared without a trace.
Moreover, these sound blades were formed from the sound waves of the tiger's roar. As Indra's tiger roar continued, the sound blades continued to condense. It was like a turbulent wave, rushing towards the black dragon, covering the sky and covering the earth.
This was not an ordinary wave, but a wave formed by Sound Blades. Each Sound Blade was extremely sharp. When they rushed to the front of the Black Dragon, the Black Dragon was like a drowning person who could not swim. Its huge body was quickly drowned by the Sound Waves. Its body was quickly cut into thousands of pieces and scattered.
"Uh … Sound Blades. How is this possible?"
At this moment, outside the One-Line Sky, a middle-aged man could not help but be so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
This person had a noble aura and wore a long green robe. He had been standing on a towering tree with cold eyes, watching the fierce battle in the One-Line Sky. However, his gaze would occasionally sweep over Chu Yun and Zhong Yunfei. Clearly, he paid more attention to them. With a special kind of concern, he held a jade-colored arm in his right hand.
That jade-like hand was vivid and lifelike, as if it was a real arm. Even the palm lines on the palm were flawless. If it wasn't for the fact that the arm was of a different color, it would have been a human hand.
Seeing that Di Shitian was actually able to condense the wave-like Sound Waves into sharp crescent-shaped Sound Blades, his face suddenly became rather ugly.
Sound Wave Techniques were the most miraculous power in the world.
This was because sound was completely independent of the five elements of the world, Yin, Yang, and Five Elements. It was not one of them. Therefore, there were not many methods in the world that could turn sound into an attack. Cultivation Methods were extremely rare. Similarly, cultivation Methods and Artifacts that could resist sound waves were shockingly rare.
And in the sound wave technique, there are a few realms. For example, the lowest realm is to use sound to roar at people, using sound to shake heaven and earth. This is just like what Sakra did previously. With a tiger's roar, when the sound wave came, the rocks and trees in the surroundings were all shaken into powder. The collapse of the earth all belonged to this category. This was also the foundation of Sound Wave Techniques. It was the cornerstone that ran through all realms. Without this ability, it was extremely difficult to achieve anything. This meant that one would not have great achievements in Sound Wave Techniques.
Next, it was the sound waves that were like tides.
This meant that the sound waves had materialized and could be used to attack the enemy. Moreover, the attack scene was like rolling waves, wave after wave, endless. Di Shitian had already reached this realm before. He could release sound waves to attack the enemy. This way, the attack produced was another level above the pure sound. Its power was even more powerful.
Furthermore, just like what was happening now, the sound wave had turned into a sound blade, and it had truly turned into a tangible weapon to attack. Because the sound wave had taken the form of a weapon, the sound wave was originally formless and formless. However, when it condensed into a tangible weapon, the attack power and sharpness of such a weapon had reached an unimaginable level.
Compared to the Artifacts of Immortal Cultivators, not only would they not be weaker, but they would also be more powerful. From the scene when Di Shitian had collided with the Sword Formation, one could tell that its power was definitely not exaggerated at all.
This realm was called Sound Blades.
Not only that, but there were even higher realms above this realm.
Therefore, in the world, those who could cultivate Sound Wave Techniques to a high level were usually not people who dared to provoke them. Those people's cultivation was far stronger than those in the same realm.
When the green-robed man saw the Sound Blades dancing in the Sword Formation, his eyes narrowed and he decisively said, "We can't continue to watch. We must break the Sword Formation and then leave with Yun Er. Otherwise, with so many demonic beasts gathered together, if they really go crazy, even I might not be able to stop them."
With that, the jade-like hand in his hand suddenly emitted an intense jade light. In the blink of an eye, the jade light became incomparably powerful. The most mysterious thing was that within the jade light, tiny meridians appeared on the jade-like hand. It was as if it really was a living hand and not a magic treasure.
"Demon Resisting Hand, break the Sword Formation for me!"
The jade-like hand flew into the air and rapidly expanded in the jade light. It became incomparably huge, like a pillar that supported the sky. The jade-like hand covered the sky and appeared above the sword formation. It actually covered the entire sword formation with one hand. Everyone below could clearly see the palm lines on the jade-like hand. The jade-like light illuminated the entire sky.
There seemed to be a mysterious power within the jade hand that could pinch the heavens and earth, but this aura only appeared for a moment before disappearing. It was as if it had never appeared, so it didn't attract anyone's attention. A vast amount of power continued to pour out from the jade hand.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Her jade-like hand quickly descended. Within the jade-like glow, there seemed to be a terrifying pressure that was as heavy as a mountain or prison. As it descended, the Spiritual Energy of the Heavens and Earth crazily surged, continuously surging and emitting a terrifying sound. Terrifying muffled sounds continuously rang out in the surrounding air.
The berserk energy quickly spread out in all directions, directly dispersing the black fiendish clouds above the sword formation.
"Not good, this is a magic treasure. There's a Core Formation cultivator nearby. He wants to break our Sword Formation."
The moment the jade hand appeared, the Fourth Elder had already noticed it. When it first appeared, he didn't have time to doubt it. Then, he saw the terrifying pressure and energy fluctuations emitted by the jade hand. He immediately realized that this jade hand was definitely not a magic treasure, but a magic treasure. A powerful magic treasure.
Under the jade hand, he could almost hear it. Although the jade hand didn't immediately fall, the Sword Formation let out a series of clear vibrations, as if it had already sensed the terrifying power coming from the jade hand.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
When the jade hand fell within a certain range, the twenty-eight huge Sword Pillars immediately burst out with pitch-black sword lights that connected the heavens and the earth. The Sword Pillars shook, and countless pitch-black Sword Qi soared into the sky. In an instant, the target of the attack was changed, and the Sword Qi madly attacked the jade hand.
The air was filled with chaotic crackling sounds. It was extremely terrifying.
"Humph, you want to block my Demon Resisting Hand with this little Sword Formation? Although the Sword Formation is not bad, the person who used it is too weak. You're just a little Qi Refining cultivator. You really don't know what's good for you. Break for me. "
When the green-robed person saw this, she sneered indifferently. The jade light on the Demon Resisting Hand burned brightly and spread out. Under the jade light, all the Sword Qi was completely crushed by the jade hand, as if it was snow that met the sun.
"Break!"
The jade hand blasted the twenty-eight Sword Pillars together, and the Sword Pillars immediately began to shake violently. Countless Sword Qi constantly gushed out from the Sword Pillars, and the originally pitch-black Sword Qi constantly trembled, showing signs of collapse.
"Ahhhhh!"
A series of shrill screams sounded one after another. The Sword Pillars were instantly crushed into countless Sword Qi by the jade hand. The Sword Qi exploded, and the surrounding hills and trees were instantly crushed into pieces.
[Requesting for votes, and brothers with recommendation tickets, please help me cast a few votes, there are too few recommendations. Sakra is about to obtain astonishing benefits in this battle.] (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!]
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