Xiao Mountain, above Zhanglao Peak.
The violent spatial fluctuations could be clearly felt by the entire Northern Region. Then, a huge insect nest appeared in front of everyone. Its size was comparable to the towering Zhanglao Peak!
It wasn't the first time the Swordsman had seen such a huge thing! In the previous battle of the Five Rings, they had destroyed three of them. However, this thing seemed endless. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't destroy it all!
"Hold on!" Bu Lian ordered with her divine sense.
The dimensional passage was still there. If they attacked too early, some of the enemies would retreat! The reason why his opponent had sent him a hive first was because he wanted to use the sword cultivator's hatred of the Zergs to lure him in!
Bu Lian was experienced. She could feel that such a passage that could accommodate an insect nest wouldn't last long. It might only take a few breaths!
She didn't see any human cultivators! However, this kind of trick couldn't fool her! If Zerg had this kind of ability, he would have dominated the universe long ago. Why would he be used as a tool like this?
The insects began to fly in all directions! She still didn't see any human cultivators! Bu Lian's expression didn't change! She was waiting. Waiting for the moment when the dimensional passage wasn't big enough for humans to pass through!
She didn't want to leave any path of retreat for the enemy!
These few breaths were also the time for the commanders of the two sides to test their mental fortitude!
Yi Shichou didn't show himself because he was observing the situation on Xiao Mountain. If there was an ambush by the Xuanyuan Swordsman, they could still retreat before the passage closed. Of course, this referred to the human Yang Spirit retreating. There was no hope for such a huge insect nest!
Bu Lian didn't attack because she was waiting for the passage to disappear! She would rather let the insects crawl all over the mountain and pretend that she didn't see them!
In less than five breaths, the dimensional space shrank rapidly. It was no longer big enough for a cultivator to pass through safely!
Bu Lian's divine sense shook. "Raise your sword!"
At the same time, Guan Shan, who was already prepared, shook his hand and fused a Dao Zhao into the snowy region of Xiao Mountain!
This was the Dao Zhao — Vast Snowy Region, which Hu Xuedao had made for his sect!
Dao Zhao, like Jushu, was limited by the Way of Heaven and could not take the initiative to attack. Dao Zhao was more like a mysterious supplement. Hu Xuedao certainly knew that his sect was never short of attacking power. They only lacked the power to control. Therefore, the function of the Vast Snow Domain was that as long as the snow on the mountain did not melt, the sky would always be the same!
Using the snowflakes that covered the entire Pyrolyte Mountain, they locked down all the dimensional spaces around Pyrolyte Mountain! This was Hu Xuedao's original Dao, the Dao of Ice and Snow. In this aspect, even the Crow Ancestor was not as professional as him!
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, formed by three thousand Swordsman, was immediately formed. From the Grand Membrane of Heaven and Earth, everything within five thousand miles of Mount Xiao had become a forbidden zone for life, a place where flying swords could wreak havoc!
How much sword light could a Yuanying receive? No less than a hundred thousand Dao Essences, depending on one's ability! Before the Coiling Sword was popularized, it was very difficult for the Sword Light Division of the Outer Sword and the Inner Sword to harmonize. Therefore, they could not form a joint force!
But things were different now! The Yuanying Swordsman all had their swords coiled within their bodies. When their swords flashed, it was no different from the Inner Swords! Now, there was a possibility of cooperation!
The Swordsman at the Monarch level had even more sword light divisions. Among them, the most outstanding ones could reach the level of a million Dao Essences. Of course, this could not be compared to the freak Lou Xiaoyi. But with almost two hundred Monarchs attacking at the same time, how many Dao Essences could there be?
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was like a large winch with a sharp blade inside! Tens of thousands of Sword Lights shot out in an orderly manner. They rotated inwards and swept across at an extreme speed. The entire Pyrolyte Mountain was submerged under the Sword Lights!
Endless, boundless, and without end! You could block this wave, but you could not block the next wave! The key was that the Swordsman continued to drive the Sword Lights. Wave after wave, there was no end to it. They would not stop until one of them was dead!
The gigantic insect nest shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye under the incision and rotation of the sword light. As it shrank, it was accompanied by the mournful cries of countless insects!
Flesh and blood filled the sky. There was not a single intact corpse to be seen!
This was the sword formation's first wave of attack, the Sword Tide. It attacked indiscriminately and did not specifically target anyone or any Yang Spirit. But in such a Sword Tide, it was the most effective survival of the fittest. Those who were not strong enough, unlucky, or unlucky would not be able to survive such a harvest of death!
At the same time that the Xuanyuan Sword Formation was set up, the Henghe Yang Spirits, the rogue cultivators, and the Emei Tu Shamans had already flashed out of the insect nest! For these Yang Spirits, hiding in the insect nest was only to avoid being noticed, not to make it safer!
No one was stupid enough to think that hiding in the insect nest would allow them to escape. The more they hid, the smaller the insect nest would become, and the denser the Sword Rain would become. In the end, they might not even be able to rush out. They would not even be able to move if they did not die a few times!
There was no time to discuss why such a meticulous arrangement would fall into the Xuanyuan Swordsman's trap! They did not expect that the people of Mount Xiao would be so ruthless that they would set up such a fierce sword formation at their own mountain gate! It must be known that people were always alive and had a certain level of defensive ability. However, the mountains and buildings would not hide. They would always bear it silently. More than half of the sword light actually cut the mountains, buildings, and halls!
However, the Xuanyuan people did not care. It was as if this was just a barren mountain, not their Sword Vein Holy Land!
Under such circumstances, it became normal for dozens of Yang Spirits to be cut down! Rebirth also became the norm!
They were constantly being cut down and constantly being reborn! Because space was limited, they wanted to rely on rebirth to move far away, but it was useless!
The weaker ones among the Yang Spirits would be killed almost every breath. In just a dozen breaths, they had been killed more than ten times. Even someone as strong as the Yang Spirit could not withstand such frequent rebirth!
It did not matter which reference point was the past and the future, because under tens of millions of sword lights, how much past and future could one hide?
The ugly man Yi Shen and Emperor Yi's sacrificial puppet had deep skills and profound Tao Realm! In addition, there were several powerful Yang Spirits next to them. Even in such a crazy sword tide, they could maintain their safety!
With their individual strength, they could now break through the formation alone. However, they did not panic in the face of danger. They knew that there were several powerful Swordsman Yang Spirits hiding in the Swordsman formation! They could not break through any of them alone! Now that everyone was working hard in the sword formation, they could not see the difference. However, if the Swordsman Yang Spirits chose to target them alone in such a chaotic situation, the consequences would be hard to say!
They could only gather people first! With the efforts of the two, dozens of Yang Spirits on the Heng River side had gathered into a group after ten breaths! Most of them had been cut down more or less once or even several times. There were also five weakest Yang Spirits who were unlucky and were simply cut into ashes!
Three of them were Yang Spirits who were rogue cultivators from the Heng River, and two were Great Magi from the Earth! This made Emperor Yi secretly shocked. Their ability was only on par with the rogue cultivators of the main world?
It might be a coincidence, but the fact that none of the Yang Spirits from the Heng River Realm died was enough to prove something!
Now, he was looking at the strength of Xuanyuan's sword formation, which was very terrifying. Next, he would see the ability of Xuanyuan's single cultivators. Before the battle began, he already had a bad feeling in his heart!
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