"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

The formation spirit waved his hand, and two black iron sword tokens appeared, which should be those of Taibai Sword Immortal and Huolong Zhenren.

A Black Iron Sword Token also appeared in the hands of Fang Xing and Gong Feiyun.

"The treasures of the Immortal Mansion and the ancient demons are all in the Sword Realm..."

The formation spirit said: "I am an formation spirit. Due to the rules of the sect, I cannot open the sword world privately, unless the conditions for gathering five black iron sword orders are met, or even the sect master, the Supreme Elder personally orders it... Or, wait

The ancient demon within the sword formation awakens and forcibly breaks the sword world..."

He smiled brightly: "Of course, you can wait until the 'God-Slaying Demon-Slaying Sword Formation' collapses before trying to enter the Sword Realm from the outside... Otherwise, due to the rules, I will stop you."

"Of course it's better to avoid having too many nightmares at night... During the seven demons' attack phase, the more ancient demons wake up, the stronger they will be."

The young-looking Yu Tianzun frowned slightly and stretched out his hand.

Silver light flashed in the void, and an ancient sword appeared.

This sword is square in shape, completely black in color, and has golden talismans on its body. It looks very magical.

"Nine Mysterious Demon-Slaying Sword!"

The handsome middle-aged Array Spirit curled his lips: "This sword is in the hands of your Piaomiao Immortal Palace. It is really a pearl of secrets, a waste of natural resources..."

"With this sword, I can probably cut open the ancient demon's 'real demon body' and break its 'immortal magical power'!"

Yu Tianzun said: "It's just that there is still one Black Iron Sword Order... Array Spirit, can you designate the next generation leader of Yuanshen Sword Sect? We, Piao Miao Immortal Palace, will definitely contribute to help your sect rebuild..."

"I don't have this right... Do you think that my Yuanshen Sword Sect is the same as your Immortal Palace? Can the previous generation of palace master just appoint me?"

The array spirit was very helpless.

"To fight against the ancient demon, the help of the formation spirit is indispensable..." Yu Tianzun said: "It seems... the only way is to force Old Ghost Meng to hand over the Black Iron Sword Token, but my cultivation level is on par with him, so I may not be able to do so.

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"It doesn't matter... I have contacted the other three god-transforming venerables. Together with this little friend, there are four great god-transforming combat powers. I will help you... try to destroy all the monks in Wuji Hall in one wave."

The formation spirit said calmly, with murderous intent in his words.

"Huh? It seems that many experts from Yuanshen Sword Sect also guessed that the ancient demon was trying to bring trouble to the immortal world and was related to Wuji Palace?"

Yu Tianzun was shocked.

"The best treasures and opportunities of Yuanshen Sword Sect...are all in the sword world."

The formation spirit sneered: "I'll give them a chance to compete. In return, help me eliminate Wuji Palace first. Isn't it right?"

'This formation spirit looks like an old naughty child with no bottom line... but actually abides by the rules and is very decisive in killing.'

When Fang Xing saw this scene, he cursed in his heart.

…

Yuanshen Sword Sect.

Mountain gate.

Boom!

The quasi-fifth-level female corpse roared, and the pale corpse energy impacted, turning into a ferocious hand, and wiped out the archway near the mountain gate.

"finally……"

A Sin Palace Nascent Soul wearing dark magic armor exhaled a long breath: "Finally entered the Yuanshen Sword Sect..."

Thinking of his companions who had been dismembered by many sword energies and five horses, and even the Nascent Soul was pierced through the heart and died, he felt a bit of panic in his heart, but also a bit of comfort: "Fortunately... once you enter the Yuanshen Sword Sect, the power of the formation will be much smaller.

…When the time comes, there will be many opportunities, and maybe there will be hope for further progress.”

Meng Lao Mo frowned and suddenly made a gesture.

Wow!

The spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered together, like a tide, causing a thousand-foot giant to emerge behind him.

This giant was wearing pitch-black magic armor, with three sides and six arms, and more than a thousand bronze magic lamps gathered around his body.

In some lamps, there are Nascent Soul spirits screaming and wailing... they turn into lamp oil and emit various colored flames.

Swish, swish, swish!

The six arms of the thousand-foot-long demon body were torn apart in all directions, as if a layer of 'curtain' had been removed, revealing layers of illusion.

After the illusion, a god-incarnation venerable floated out.

Among them were the wretched-looking Master Shenfu, an old Taoist priest carrying a mahogany sword, and a delicate-looking woman holding a Yaoqin in her arms.

Of course, those at the front are Yu Tianzun and the formation spirit.

Fang Xing's true self is more low-key and stands at the end.

"Magic Talisman, Xue Laodao, Qin Fairy..."

A ball of magic light burst out from Meng Laomo's eyes: "You join forces with the formation spirits to embarrass me?"

As for Yu Tianzun, this person must be in trouble with him, so there is no need to ask anymore.

"Fellow Daoist Meng... I can't help it."

Venerable Shenfu had a bitter look on his face: "I have no way to improve my skills. It just so happens that the formation spirit is willing to let me understand the "Lingkong Sword Sutra"... How about you take a step back, fellow Taoist Meng, and just hand over that sword?

Just one Black Iron Sword Token is enough.”

"Alas...there are five thieves in heaven. If you follow them, you will prosper."

Taomu Jian Taoist sighed: "Fellow Taoist Meng, your doom has come..."

Fairy Qin didn't speak.

In the view of these three god-transformation venerables, in the 'God-killing Demon-Slaying Sword Formation', the formation spirit is almost equivalent to a late-stage god-transformation master. Together with Yu Tianzun and a few of them, Meng Laomo has more than five people today.

There is a chance that he will perish directly!

Even if he could escape, he would be seriously injured and would be unable to retaliate.

What's more... how can a monk who can cultivate to the stage of becoming a god give up generous rewards just because he is afraid of mere revenge?

"You, Wuji Palace, secretly release ancient demons and endanger the world of immortal cultivation. You are making enemies of monks all over the world."

Zhen Ling spoke sternly, his eyes a little blood red: "You will have to pay the price today...Sword Rises!"

Buzz!

Inside the Yuanshen Sword Sect, on Mojian Cliff.

The ancient swords roared and then flew up one after another.

From the cave, from the treasure house... there are flying swords flashing with brilliance, at least of the third level magic weapon series.

There are even a large number of Lingbao-level flying swords, each of which blooms with different brilliance and converges into a long river of sword energy.

In the long river of sword energy, the three ancient swords headed by it are emitting fifth-level fluctuations. They are the treasures of the soul!

Whoosh!

The infinite sword energy fell and turned into a cold sword formation.

Those Nascent Souls of the Sin Palace and the fourth-level refined corpses were unable to stop them at all, and were cut into pieces by random swords.

Only the fifth-level female corpse, whose body was as crystal clear as jade, let out a sharp roar, held two Lingbao flying swords in her hands, opened her small cherry mouth, and bit it down in one bite!

Her lips were red, and her soft jade silver teeth were extremely sharp, and she could bite off the fourth-level Lingbao Flying Sword with force.

"You're so good at refining corpses, I'll fight you!"

Fang Xing roared angrily and punched out, hitting the woman's chest.

Bang!

His punch was like warm and fragrant soft jade, but it did not destroy the corpse. Instead, he felt a counter-shock force.

"Huh? There is also a fifth-level physical cultivator?"

"It's a good material for making corpses!"

Meng Lao Demon's divine consciousness swept away and he didn't take it seriously.

His greatest enemies are still Yu Tianzun, Formation Spirit, and the three God-Transforming Lords in front of him!

As for Fang Xing’s immortal clone and Gong Feiyun?

He didn't come at all and just hid under the protection of the large formation at the rear.

After all, in the duel between the venerable gods, even the slightest impact could lead to their death!

"Fellow Taoist Meng, I'm afraid you came here because of my intentions. Today, I can only ask fellow Taoist to go on the road."

Yu Tianzun held the Jiuxuan Demon-Slaying Sword and waved it gently.

A silver blade of light emerged, resembling a crescent moon, but there were countless silver seal characters inside, swimming like tadpoles.

Seeing this sword, Meng Lao Mo immediately looked solemn and activated the spiritual power of heaven and earth to turn into layers of magic armor.
To be continued...