Chapter 212 Dance of Swords

The sound of chanting in the mouth of Xiongshan continued, holding the hilt of the golden long sword with both hands, and slowly inserting it into the opening of the white jade altar.

There was a "chi chi" friction sound.

As soon as the long sword was inserted into the altar, the entire altar of sword sacrifice was shaken, and a dazzling white beam of light lit up on it, and it went straight to the sky.

At the same time, the immortal essence stone inlaid on the black stone pillar under Han Li and the others suddenly burst into bright light, and a stream of abundant spiritual power flowed out, overflowing the lines on the stone pillar like water.

At the same time, the ten black stone pillars lit up with dazzling black light, and all of them turned into a beam of light that soared into the sky, shooting into the sky.

I saw that in the high sky, the already scattered clouds were even more broken by this light, and a layer of gray light curtain visible to the naked eye emerged from it, like a cauldron, buckled upside down in the entire On the forbidden land of Jianzhong.

Seeing this, Xiong Shan, who was on the high platform, showed a trace of inexplicable excitement in his eyes.

Its original chanting in a low voice suddenly turned into singing and shouting loudly, the sound was like thunder, and it exploded for nine days!

On the gray light curtain, suddenly there was a golden light flashing, condensed into golden threads, intertwined, interlinked, cruising erratically.

At the same time, in the entire Sword Tomb forbidden area, the trembling sound like the wings of a wasp became louder and louder.

Han Li looked around, and found that in the area where he was, more than a hundred flying swords were swaying violently at the same time, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the tomb.

Due to the extremely fast speed and the huge amplitude, continuous fan-shaped afterimages swayed above the tomb.

Through the spiritual connection with the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, Han Li felt a strong sense of fear. His natal flying sword, like all other flying swords, seemed to be in a strong fear and wanted to escape from this forbidden area of ​​the sword mound. .

When he thought of how he cultivated the Golden Thunder Bamboo little by little in the human world, and how he refined a total of seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords little by little, Han Li felt a little inexplicable in his heart.

On the long journey of cultivating immortals, apart from the small bottle, the ones who accompanied him the longest, were with him through life and death, and those who would never leave him the most were probably these green bamboo bee cloud swords, right?

But at this moment, these Feijian, whose real name is connected with his soul, are facing the situation of being erased and their sword essence drawn out, which made him anxious and even more guilty.

He wished he could rescue his flying sword immediately, and then walked away.

The Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword in the formation seemed to feel the master's helpless state of mind, and the trembling sounds were even more intense, faintly revealing a bit of tragedy.

Han Li seemed to read some of Feijian's intentions from it.

It was a kind of decisive decision that would rather break the jade than destroy it. Once he could not rescue them, they would rather collapse by themselves than erase the imprint of spiritual consciousness and integrate into other flying swords.

At this moment, there was a sudden "hum" sound in the sky.

Han Li immediately looked up, and saw that on the gray light curtain high in the sky, all the golden threads had stopped swimming, and they all gathered into countless golden sword shadows.

These sword shadows have different postures and shapes, some have straight blades, some have curved blades, some are shaped like ancient rulers, and some are shaped like sharp cones...

And their sizes are also different, some are as large as hundreds of feet and look like a large ship, while some are only less than an inch and look like embroidery needles.

Han Li's eyesight was astonishing. Upon closer inspection, he found that even on the smallest sword shadow, there were complete runes and no flaws could be seen.

And with the appearance of this huge sword shadow array, the fierce sword energy in the entire Sword Tomb forbidden area soared dozens of times, and the grass on the ground was almost instantly smashed into fine powder, and the air There seems to be a bit more chill in it.

Han Li and the other ten inner sect elders standing on the black stone pillar looked at the scene in front of them, their complexions changed slightly, and they were amazed in their hearts.

And the three teams stationed in each area also looked solemn at this moment, firmly stationed in place, not even daring to move in the slightest, for fear of being affected by the sword energy, and falling into the miserable end of Chaos Blade Clone.

While Han Li was amazed, he felt more doubts in his heart. He vaguely felt that the scene in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.

At this moment, the elders who were scattered all over the grassland, looking up at the sword and shadow array, seemed to have been hit by something invisible, and they let out a muffled groan at the same time, and turned their eyes away. .

Even Moxie just looked up at it for a few breaths, then felt the pain from the sea of ​​consciousness was unbearable, and he looked away unwillingly.

Although Han Li also suffered the same impact, with his powerful spiritual sense far surpassing the same level, he was naturally fine. He just blinked slightly and continued to wait and see.

"A reminder to fellow Taoists, the sword energy contained in this Qianfeng Gathering Spirit Sword formation diagram has a considerable impact on the spiritual consciousness, and it is useless to look at it." At this time, Xiongshan's voice suddenly rang in everyone's minds .

After hearing this, everyone dared not covet the mysteries of the array, and did not dare to try to pry into the mysteries.

However, Han Li's eyes suddenly lit up with a strange look, and he suddenly realized.

When he was in the Immortal Mansion of the Guanghan Realm, he had obtained a picture of ten thousand swords. The evolution and aura of the sword formation on it was impressively similar to the picture of the sword shadow formation in front of him.

Even in some places, the degree of mystery seems to exceed the appearance of this array.

He couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly comprehended the sword shadow array in the sky.

A moment later, Xiong Shan suddenly yelled loudly from the sword sacrificial platform, the sound was like a torrent of bells, and the whole grassland trembled.

"Bang bang bang..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of sound like firecrackers bursting.

I saw that the densely packed tombs exploded one after another, and all the more than a thousand flying swords stuck on them got out of control, turning into a chaotic sword light, flying around.

One by one rampaged, it seemed that they wanted to fly away from the forbidden area.

The 30 teams guarding the sword array immediately took action one after another, using their magical powers to control these flying swords.

In the eastern part of the grassland, there was a flying sword wrapped in raging flames. The flames around it surged wildly, and the sword flew straight up and roared towards the sky, scorching the surrounding air until it made a "squeaky" sound.

Seeing this, the three defending teams in charge of this area heard the sound of chanting at the same time. Under the auspices of the three Mahayana monks, they jointly summoned a huge water dragon, entangled the fire sword, and quickly pulled it away. return.

And in the southern part of the grassland, a huge khaki-colored sword about three feet wide and over ten feet long, with a khaki-yellow halo all over its body, not only did not soar into the sky like other flying swords, but pointed at the ground with the tip of the sword, in a burst of "huh huh!" "In the sound, it spun wildly, and drilled into the ground.

And the three teams stationed here have also been prepared. Under their spellcasting, the ground in this area has already turned black and green, and the whole ground is as solid as a rock. No matter how the giant sword drills, it can only stir There is a large area of ​​Mars, but it is impossible to drill into it at all.

After Han Li's seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords came out, they immediately gathered together like a swarm of bees, with golden lightning flashing around them, and they were about to rush towards Han Li.

It's just that there are chaotic sword shadows flying all over the sky at this moment, if you don't pay attention deliberately, you can't see the intention of these flying swords.

"Stop those flying swords quickly!" Seeing this, Zhu Feng immediately ordered.

Ye Feng and the other three teams did not dare to be negligent, and they used their magical powers one after another, pulling the surrounding aura, turning it into a huge cage made of blue aura, and covering it towards the green bamboo bee cloud sword.

The flying sword had just flown out for more than ten miles when it was immediately enveloped by a blue cage from above and stopped in place.

"Zizizi..."

There was a sound of electric light flowing, and seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords burst into golden light at the same time, and the electric light burst out, like a huge golden thunderball bursting, shooting out countless golden arcs, directly smashing the cyan The cage was torn to pieces.

Han Li had a feeling for this, and he could even feel the vague anger that erupted from the evil god's thunder on the Qingzhufengyun sword.

However, he can't do anything now, he can only cast spells to control the flying swords in his area like everyone else.

"A bunch of trash." Seeing this, Zhu Feng on the black stone pillar couldn't help cursing.

I saw him grabbing in front of his body with one hand, and several huge imprints appeared out of nowhere in mid-air, covering the Green Bamboo and Fengyun Sword, pulling it back forcefully.

Xiong Shan seemed to have expected these flying swords' counterattacks and struggles. He only paid attention to them a few times at the beginning, and then completely ignored them.

Soon, the flying swords fleeing everywhere were suppressed one after another, but some flying swords were still unwilling to be controlled and kept trying to break free, while more flying swords could only struggle and fly in a small area Then, they collided with each other, making the sound of "clank" and "clank" between gold and stone.

Han Li steadily controlled the flying sword in his own area, but he kept recalling the picture of Wanjian in his mind.

Under the condition of this as the basis, his comprehension of the sword and shadow array in the sky was more effective, and he quickly saw many ways and gained some understanding, but after all, the time is too short, so he can fully understand it at this point. , but still far from it.

At this moment, Xiongshan on the high platform suddenly stopped chanting, and with a sweep of his body, he suddenly rose from the ground and rushed straight to the high sky in the east.

After flying into the area where Qi Liang was, he rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the void with his big hand. A huge golden handprint protruded from the void, and he grabbed a silver-white flying sword in his hand .

The silver-white flying sword immediately struggled frantically, and the silver light on its body surged out like a burst of water, turning into hundreds of silver sword shadows, rushing towards all directions, trying to prop up the golden handprint .

However, the golden handprint was tightly clenched, and despite the wanton impact of the silver light and sword shadow, it did not loosen in the slightest.

Seeing this, Xiong Shan raised his other palm and pointed it like a knife, forming another golden handprint in the air, and wiped it viciously towards the silver flying sword.

I saw the silver flying sword trembling all over, and the translucent light on it was peeled off inch by inch by the golden handprints, and condensed into a translucent flying sword in mid-air, which seemed to have turned into a spirit. body, obediently suspended in mid-air, no longer moving at all.