"Swoosh swoosh …" As the dragon flew past, the water splashed out from the flower scars. In the blink of an eye, the water had turned into a vast expanse of blue waves. The flower petals from before either melted into the water or turned into water splashes. The water splashed out like small worlds, with Fortune Gate disciples standing in the small worlds.
The water splashed out from the hundred million disciples and rushed to where the six disciples had disappeared. Although the six disciples did not appear, the water splashed behind the Lightning Daoist. "Rumble rumble …" Water-colored lightning appeared around the Lightning Daoist's body. The lightning splashed out from the water splashed out like a bull!
Although the lightning was ferocious, it was unable to resist the eight trigrams formed from the sixteen sides. "Rumble rumble rumble …" More than a dozen muffled sounds rang out as the lightning was pierced through. Above the sixteen holes, starlight spread rapidly, and countless eight trigrams appeared and disappeared.
As for the eight trigrams that pierced through the lightning, a layer of lightning appeared on its surface. The lightning pierced through the eight trigrams like swords, killing them.
The eight trigrams' evolution was in a stalemate with the lightning's destruction. "Weng weng …" Six waves rose from the sea. The six waves were shaped like lotus, betel nut, mandala, water chestnut, hibiscus, and osmanthus. They rushed towards the sixteen eight trigrams and enveloped them!
"Rumble rumble, rumble rumble …" Thunder rumbled. "Kill, kill, kill …" Waves of battle cries reverberated in the air. The sixteen eight trigrams became smaller and smaller, disappearing into the waves in the blink of an eye!
"Good …" Xiao Hua was overjoyed to see this.
"Weng weng …" Just as the sixteen eight trigrams disappeared, another twenty-three eight trigrams emerged from the Star Array. They were still buzzing, distorting the void, and burning the starlight as they attacked the Summer Sword Array!
"Good timing …" The Lightning Daoist roared, and raised his hand to release the Spirit Punishing Light!
"Swoosh swoosh …" Twenty-three black and white light beams shot out from the Sword Gourd and pierced the twenty-three eight trigrams. However, the moment the Spirit Punishing Light pierced the trigrams, each black and white light beam trembled and split into eight, piercing the trigrams!
"Wu …" A strange wind whistled, and the twenty-three eight trigrams trembled violently. The light and shadows formed from the trigrams were annihilated. Moreover, as the black and white light surged, the eight trigrams' starlight also transformed, evolving into the four divisions and two forms!
Of course, just as the evolution was about to take place, "Pa pa pa …" Crackling sounds like firecrackers rang out, and the Spirit-Slaying Vital Rays that were nailed to the Eight Trigrams exploded one after another!
The Son of Thunder's body shook slightly, and he hurriedly put away the sword gourd!
Without the obstruction of the Spirit-slaying Vital Light, the twenty-three Eight Trigrams continued to fly toward the Six Daos like an upside-down waterfall!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Twenty-three Eight Trigrams rushed into the ocean waves. The six ocean waves could not stop all of the Eight Trigrams, and eleven Eight Trigrams broke through.
But at this moment, on the surface of the Eight Trigrams, where there had been some changes previously, thousands of gorgeous petals began to bloom. Before the eleven Eight Trigrams could rush into the sea, "Pa, pa, pa …" The Eight Trigrams exploded into pieces!
"Buzz, buzz …" The scattered Eight Trigrams produced a buzzing sound, and the starlight began to burn again. A new Eight Trigrams seemed to be reborn!
"Swoosh …" The various Feiyue Battle Teams hiding in the ocean charged forward with their Sword Wills, killing the Eight Trigrams that were already at the end of their rope!
"Phew …" Xiao Hua heaved a sigh of relief, and so did the Thunderbolt Immortal and Reverend Yun. The Thunderbolt Immortal even laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, it seems like we have overestimated this Constellation Grand Formation. After a round of attack, they are already exhausted …"
Xiao Hua did not answer, nor did he remind them. He just stared at the Constellation Grand Formation in bewilderment. He could understand why the evil spirits of the Senjō were born. After all, the formation contained the soul imprints of the dead Senjō. But now that the power of the stars was constantly being produced, he was puzzled. Could it be that there were other mysteries hidden within the Constellation Grand Formation?
If so, would the Four Seasons Sword Formation work?
"Forget it …" Xiao Hua gritted his teeth. He looked at the pagoda on the Eight Trigrams Platform and thought to himself, "Let's not think too much. The worst plan for Xiao now is to rush into the pagoda and save the disciples in the space from the calamity of being killed by the seven souls!"
While Xiao Hua was thinking, the two Marquises White Dew and Black Bird Return also began to activate. A disciple in black took out a sword and chanted, "The clear sky stays under the pavilion, brushing against the tablet, thinking of the time of Jin. The clouds give birth to the ancient trees, the rain of the radish, the wind blows the pine and bamboo of the corridor in autumn. Climbing the pavilion, the cold mountain hits the face, the cool lake reflects the clear eyes. Carrying incense and gifts to the distant cemeteries, the monks beg for tea and talk about Zhaozhou. "(Song Dynasty, Dong Sigao's" Entering Donglin Temple ")
"Pop pop …" Like fireworks blooming, captivating red radish flowers like five stars began to spread all over the sky. Flocks of birds also swept across the sky, and there seemed to be the soft sound of a clear spring. But if one looked carefully, one would only see towering ancient trees and deep bamboo forests appearing amidst the gradually cooling autumn wind!
The ripples of time became thicker, sealing the surrounding space and time. Once again, the five star flower marks were engraved. Mottled folds began to spread in the bronze starry sky.
"Thin leaves float beside willows, the autumn sunset on the water sky. Sparkling red stains the grasses, the soft branches in spirals. Sweat can be the distiller's yeast, who makes the wind suitable. The blooming flowers only irons the fisherman's eyes, but the fisherman does not know when he is drunk. "(Song Dynasty, Dong Sigao's" Polygonum Flowers ")
Another water sky appeared in the autumn wind, and the ripples on the water reflected the loneliness. On both sides of the water, light red polygonum flowers swayed weakly. They could not compete with the radish flowers, but in the afterglow of the setting sun, they had their own charm!
"Kill kill …" Under the sword intent of the polygonum flowers, the Fortune Gate disciples did not dare to be ordinary. Each of them activated their sword intent, raising their morale!
The autumn wind in season raised the light red of the polygonum flowers, and continued to blow through the solar term. At this time, the autumn equinox began to thunder, and the disciples on duty began to move. Along with the thunderous chanting, "Plant and receive the dry earth, flowers bloom to resist the cold of the north wind. The pupa bears the sting of the snow, the hair leaves stick to the frost like a hedgehog. The spring breaks the extreme winter and hangs the wax stalk, the fruit is harvested in the early summer and the golden pellet is plucked. The frozen fragrance is sweet like honey, the tree covers the village and the moonlight is broad. "(Song Dynasty, Dong Sigao)
The light yellow loquat flowers began to bloom like clouds and mist, layer by layer, and an indescribable sweet fragrance began to spread in the air.
The autumn equinox had not yet been activated, but the summer sword formation had already welcomed the forty eight trigrams!
The forty eight trigrams were different from the previous thirty-one. As soon as they appeared, the five trigrams naturally formed a group. As they flowed and evolved, the will of the five elements was revealed. The forty eight trigrams were naturally eight of the five elements. The Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation was formed naturally!
After the spirit-slaying essence light succeeded twice, the Thunderclap Daoist repeated his old trick, but this time the immortal artifact was changed to the Soaring Wyrm Shears!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh … The Soaring Wyrm Shears rushed into the air and transformed into two dragon forms. Their tails twisted, and a golden light was produced above each eight trigram, falling right in the center of the eight trigrams.
Clang … The golden light flourished. Unfortunately, the eight trigrams did not split into two like the Thunderclap Daoist had expected. Instead, a mournful wail was heard, and the two dragon forms revealed the Soaring Wyrm Shears' original form and fell.
"Damn it …" The Thunderclap Daoist cursed softly. Just as he was about to put away the Soaring Wyrm Shears, Xiao Hua's voice echoed in his heart. "Fellow Daoist, could it be that you've forgotten the Violet Palace painting scroll?"
"That's right!" The Thunderclap Daoist pondered a little and immediately understood Xiao Hua's meaning. He hastily took out the Violet Palace painting scroll and slapped the top of his head. Boom … Immortal force urged, and a speck of splashed ink rushed out from the Violet Palace painting scroll. This splashed ink could be seen spreading with the naked eye, and the Myriad Phenomena of the Mortal Realm swiftly unfolded!
However, the Thunderclap Daoist was still a little too late. The Myriad Phenomena of the Mortal Realm had just been born, and before it was complete, the forty eight trigrams had already smashed it into pieces!
The Thunderclap Daoist was somewhat embarrassed, and at this moment, the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation suddenly glowed with multicolored light. The Myriad Phenomena of the Mortal Realm that had just been smashed by the eight trigrams began to evolve within the multicolored light!
"Haha, right now!" Xiao Hua laughed loudly and reminded him.
"Haha, thank you, Fellow Daoist!" The Thunderclap Daoist also laughed, and soon the Soaring Wyrm Shears once again glowed with golden light.
Indeed, Swish Swish Swish … Wherever the Soaring Wyrm Shears flashed past, the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation was split apart!
"Kill!" The disciples who had already released their sword intents, and the Summer Sword Formation had already been sealed, shouted together. Waves rose from the seawater, surrounding the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation that had revealed a flaw. The sword light condensed by the hundred million disciples was unstoppable, and countless golden light splashed out when it hit the Eight Trigrams.
At this moment, the Eight Trigrams had already been broken by the transformation of the Violet Palace painting scroll. Now, with the attack of the Thunderclap Daoist and the flower, it was unable to withstand it in less than half a cup of tea's time. The forty Eight Trigrams with flowers growing on them dissipated one by one.
"Haha, haha …" The Thunderclap Daoist laughed loudly and shouted, "The Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation has already been broken by I. What else does this constellation formation have?"
Xiao Hua's mouth was filled with bitterness. Looking at the flickering flames of the constellation formation, he could not help but say, "Fellow Daoist, don't be anxious. The final attack is fifty-five Eight Trigrams, and it is exactly the number in Hetu's Book of Luo. This attack is the true killing move of the constellation formation!"
"Then let's kill it even more fiercely!" The Thunderclap Daoist shouted.
"Damn it, this must be a poem from Wenqu!" Xiao Hua cursed under his breath.
At the Autumn Sword Formation, the two seasons of the Autumn Equinox had already been activated. A green-robed disciple chanted, "When autumn arrives, on the eighth of September, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed. Soaring Incense Formation will permeate Chang 'an, and the city will be covered in golden armor. "(Tang Dynasty's Huang Chao's Ode to the Chrysanthemum)
The six million disciples simultaneously activated their sword intent. The soaring murderous aura almost materialized, transforming into a golden chrysanthemum! The fragrance of this chrysanthemum assailed the nostrils and began to cover the surroundings. When the ripples of time reached here, it had already become a thin trickle. Between the flames, one could vaguely see the continuous autumn rain and the bleak autumn wind …
The three seasons of autumn wind began to dry up. The disciples in charge did not dare to be negligent. Seeing the chrysanthemum soaring into the sky, they hurriedly raised their hands and took out their swords. They chanted neither too fast nor too slow, "The reed flowers far away reflect the fishing boat, and the fishing flute sounds two or three times. A gust of wind from the west disperses the rain, and the setting sun is still shining by the water's edge. "(Yuan Dynasty's Liu Bingzhong's On the Stream)
Long reed flowers like snow, frost, and cotton floated out from the disciples' sword intent. Although the chrysanthemum was filled with battle intent, it was also clear that it was unyielding and would rather die …
— Thank you to the following immortal friends who represented Xiao Zhenren to return to the Celestial World, conquer the world, and make a name for himself: Once Looking Forward to the Present, South Emperor, North Horse, Return, Loritin, Xiang Qing, Dun Yu, Stupid Taoist, Singing Flute, Proud Divine Continent, Wu Qing, Undying Divine Fist, Nuo Lun Xi's Watch (Lun), Tea Egg's Egg, Shrimp Plus Fire, Rippling Water Cultivator, Smelly Mosquito, Upstream Africa, and other book fans.
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