Chapter 281 Nightmare Barrier!

Seeing the peerless sword appearing in Yan Ling's hand, Bu Jingyun had doubts in his eyes, and then looked around at the several peerless swords that were constantly shuttled back and forth in the cave.

This made him even more confused.

"Pailing Cloud Palm!"

Although I don't know what happened, the extra peerless sword must be related to Yan Ling.

The spiritual energy gathered, and countless flames in the Diyan Mountain Cave slowly formed a huge palm under Bu Jingyun's movements.

This is Bu Jingyun's cloud-dispelling palm, which stirs up these earthly flames, and even the flames on the people who are like flame cocoons are triggered.

In an instant, some people actually broke free from the shackles of the flames.

After these people broke away, their faces were still a little pale, but there was a hint of joy in their eyes.

As the peerless sword left the furnace, these strange flame powers seemed to lose their restraints. If not for too much power being absorbed in their bodies, they would have broken free long ago.

"Excellent sword!"

Aotian's eyes were greedy, staring at the peerless sword flying in the sky.

Not only him, but Duanlang and others also looked at those flying peerless swords.

But no one took action.

Yan Ling's nightmare power was like fake and real. Every peerless sword exuded the same aura, and they couldn't tell which one was real.

"Recover your strength first!"

Duanlang's eyes flashed, and then he retreated out of the cave.

Bu Jingyun and Yan Ling will definitely not be able to tell the winner in a short period of time, so it is better to restore the strength in their bodies first.

Aotian also had the same idea as Duanlang. Since the peerless sword had been born and had undergone the sword sacrifice, this sword could only be something they worshiped at the Sword Villa.

No matter who reaches out, his palm must be broken.

"Nightmare Maze!"

Yan Ling twisted her body and easily avoided Bu Jingyun's cloud-dispelling palm. The tyrannical force directly made the cave tremble.

Some falling rocks shot out in all directions.

It is not suitable to fight here at all, otherwise they will definitely be trapped in this cave.

The black mist gradually climbed up in Yan Ling's eyes, and then a large amount of black mist began to float from her armor, spreading like the main body of the black mist throughout the Diyan Cave.

After a while, the appearance of Diyan Cave completely changed.

The flames disappeared, the cave walls turned into black rock walls, and the ground changed from dry to wet.

"not good?"

Bu Jingyun watched Yan Ling's figure gradually disappear, and couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart. Unfortunately, there was no time to stop it. The black mist spread extremely fast. Every time it spread to a place, the surrounding area would transform into something else.

Tick ​​tock~~

Tick ​​tock~~

The sound of water dripping sounded quietly, as if it was hinting at something.

The scene changes only in an instant.

"Hallucination?"

Bu Jingyun's face was expressionless, with speculation in his heart. Then his palm reached out again.

"Changing clouds and rain!"

The move of Cloud Expelling Palm was released, and the huge air wave, like an overwhelming momentum, instantly hit the rock wall.

With a muffled sound, the rock wall did not suffer any damage.

"No, these surroundings are real!"

Seeing that there was no sign of damage on the rock wall, Bu Jingyun became even more confused.

After all, the ability to change the surrounding environment is like that of an immortal, and he can also feel that Yan Ling is only at an extraordinary level, not even a Dharma form, and cannot have such a method.

On the other side, seeing Yan Ling trapped in the nightmare maze, his face turned pale, and then he left the cave without looking back.

She did underestimate Bu Jingyun's strength. When he was bound by the flames, she had a vague feeling that Bu Jingyun was more than extraordinary.

That kind of faint coercion is definitely not an illusion.

"The nightmare maze I condensed myself probably won't be able to trap him for long!"

Yan Ling felt solemn in his heart.

With the nightmare maze he had condensed by himself, it would not be long before Bu Jingyun forcibly broke through it.

Moreover, in the nightmare maze, besides Bu Jingyun, there is also a peerless sword.

That peerless sword has spirituality. Every time Yan Ling wants to hold it, it will leave quickly without giving Yan Ling a chance to catch it.

In the end, it could only be trapped in the nightmare maze like Synchronic Jingyun.

Yan Ling's eyes were solemn and he was wearing a black armor. Black mist occasionally floated out from the armor, giving people a strange feeling.

Step~~

Step~~

At the entrance of Diyan Mountain Cave, when Yan Ling came out, the eyes of everyone who was originally trapped in the cave fell on her.

When these Renbi Yanlings were fighting Bu Jingyun, they had already come out of the cave to restore the spiritual energy in their bodies.

Seeing the appearance of Yan Ling Anran, they naturally thought that the peerless sword fell into her hands.

"Hand over the peerless sword!"

Aotian's face was solemn, he held a three-foot sword with a cold light in his hand, and said to Yan Ling.

"Hand it over, the peerless sword is not yours to take!"

Duan Lang also stood up and said with a serious tone.

"Have you misunderstood? If I get a peerless sword, will I still come out of here arrogantly?"

Yan Ling smiled, with a hint of coldness in his voice, and then the weapon in his hand, which was exactly the same as the peerless sword, instantly turned into a spear.

"The peerless sword is still in the cave, but it may not match its personality. It doesn't want to recognize me as its master."

Yan Ling stretched out his left hand and stretched out the spear in his right hand. A spear shot instantly stabbed a person.

The gun flower is like a dark black lotus, instantly piercing a person's chest.

His methods were neat and without any pause, which made some people's hearts tremble.

"It's really decisive in killing!"

Duan Lang's eyes were solemn as he looked at Yan Ling who was still moving.

"What's more, the peerless sword belongs to my king and no one else is qualified!"

Yan Ling's eyes swept over everyone's body, with a warning look in his eyes.

Then he put away his spear with a serious look on his face.

"Mengling Dao soldiers, form a nightmare barrier and surround the entire Sword Worship Villa!"

The mouth contains spiritual energy, and the sound spreads in an instant.

The next second, the sky was already blue and white clouds, and suddenly a dark cloud appeared and gradually expanded.

"This is!"

"How brave, how dare you surround my Sword Worship Villa!"

Feeling the inexplicable aura, Aotian's face turned gloomy. He didn't expect that Jianjian Villa would be surrounded by the so-called Meng Ling Dao soldiers.

And the dark clouds were not really dark clouds, but appeared when a large formation enveloped the Sword Worship Villa.

That inexplicable power even frightened Ao Tian.

"Who dares to surround me at Sword Worship Villa!"

At this time, a voice came from a building in the deepest part of Baijian Villa.

A flash of sword light instantly broke through the dark clouds in the sky, just like opening a heavenly gate.

Then a figure stood in the sky.

"Ancestor!"

Aotian's eyes were filled with joy. The person who appeared was the ancestor of Sword Worship Villa, but he had been hidden for a long time and was not known to outsiders.

But Aotian knew that the ancestor's sword had been cultivated to the limit, and the existence of the sword's intention had even been initially condensed.

But before Aotian could say anything, the dark clouds gathered again, like a dark curtain, once again covering the entire Sword Worship Villa.

"The power of nightmares, bless my body!"

Yan Ling's face was solemn, and then the black mist filled her body again, shrouding her whole body.

The next second, the figure disappeared from the place, and when it appeared again, it was already in the sky.

"Old Patriarch of Sword Villa? Do you dare to take my sword?"

Yan Ling looked at the old man with a slight smile on her lips.

It was as if what he was facing was not an enemy, but an opponent.

"Why don't you dare?"

"A mere demon from outside the world is really brave!"

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, and the long sword floated in front of him, like a sword fairy.

"Okay, this sword is called Nightmare!"

Yan Ling smiled, then raised his right hand, and the black mist gathered quickly, as if it was about to condense a long sword.

"nightmare!"

Before the black mist condensed, Yan Ling's palm fell directly, and in an instant, the black mist dispersed in all directions.

"Um?"

The old man was a little confused, but his expression changed in the next second. This nightmare's sword did not kill him.

But to worship everyone at Sword Villa.

"court death!"

There was anger on the old man's face, and then the long sword in front of him began to change, and a faint shadow appeared behind him.

"Fire Sword Pool!"

Fiery power surged out from behind him, and flames, furnaces and a broken sword slowly emerged behind him.

This is exactly what the old man looks like.

Fire sword pool.

In the dharma image, each long sword represents the enemy he killed, and the soul of the enemy is transformed into the spirit of the sword pool.

It's a pity that the Nightmare Sword has fallen, not to mention that it is spread throughout the Sword Worship Villa.

Yan Ling knew that he was no match for the old man in front of him, so he could only take the wrong approach.

Since this person is the ancestor of the Sword Worship Villa, he will definitely not see the Sword Worship Villa destroyed, or even the death of all the disciples of the Sword Worship Villa.

That's why there was this sword.

"Nightmare Barrier!"

Seeing the old man trying to save Sword Worship Villa, Yan Ling relied on the power of nightmares in his body to once again plan to envelope the entire Sword Worship Villa.

The dark clouds in the sky also changed at this time.

Behind the dark clouds, stood a Dream Spirit Taoist soldier, covered in pitch-black armor, and black mist emanating from their bodies.

The dark clouds are not real dark clouds, but the power of nightmares gathered by the Mengling Taoist soldiers.

"It's done!"

A large amount of nightmare power enveloped the entire Sword Worship Villa, and new changes occurred in the environment.

Sword Worship Villa seemed to have been wiped away by a big hand, and the power of nightmare was like a paintbrush, painting a new picture.

"I really underestimated you, a little girl!"

The old man's face was gloomy, and then he looked at the many disciples of Sword Worship Villa who had fallen asleep.

The attack just now did no harm to these villa disciples, but instead caused them all to fall into a coma.

Or rather fell into a nightmare.

Even the buildings of the Sword Worship Villa were not damaged, but as the nightmare barrier was completed, the Sword Worship Villa disappeared inexplicably.

What replaced it was an unfamiliar scene.

Yan Ling did not speak, but instead showed a smile on his face, and then his figure gradually faded away, as if he had never appeared.

Below, Duanlang, Aotian and others looked at the unfamiliar scene in front of them and became surprised and suspicious.

Regarding this Yan Ling, whom she had never heard of or even seen before, she had even more unwarranted thoughts in her heart.

After all, the ancestor of the Sword Worshiping Villa, with the strength of the Dharma Realm, couldn't do anything to Yan Ling.

After Yan Ling hid in the dark, her face became paler, like a piece of white paper.

"Somebody come!"

"My subordinate is here!"

A Mengling Taoist soldier bowed to Yan Ling with a serious look on his face.

"Return to the territory and inform the king that there is a powerful person in the Dharma Realm at Baijian Villa!"

"Yes, General!"

Visitors also know that the realm of Dharma is not as easy to solve as the extraordinary, and the power of Dharma is not something they can easily fight against.

After all, among the Meng Ling Tao soldiers, there were not many Tao soldiers in the extraordinary realm, and they could only trap the old man for half a day at most.

After hearing Yan Ling's order, the Taoist soldier disappeared from the spot and prepared to go back to inform.

Not far from the Sword Worship Villa, Mei Changge was sitting on the Blood Flame Qilin, heading towards the Sword Worship Villa.

Behind him, there were thousands of extraordinary Xuanyang Dao soldiers, each with a faint golden light on their body.

The aura on his body was not concealed at all, and it attracted the attention of many people on the way, but no one dared to take action.

He could only watch Mei Changge and the others leave.

"Huh?"

Just when Mei Changge led thousands of Xuanyang Taoist soldiers to the place where Sword Worship Villa was located, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

Mei Changge sat on the Blood Flame Qilin, looking not far away.

I saw that the black mist completely enveloped the Sword Worship Villa, condensing and not dissipating.

"Nightmare barrier? It seems that Yan Ling is in danger."

Mei Changge's face showed a trace of solemnity, Nightmare Barrier, Yan Ling will not start the Nightmare Barrier unless he encounters an invincible enemy.

After all, the main ability of the nightmare enchantment is to trap the enemy and put the enemy into a nightmare state. However, once the enemy's strength exceeds the limit of the nightmare enchantment, they will not be able to hold on for too long.

"It seems that you still underestimate the people of this world."

Mei Changge smiled, then stretched out his hand and gently patted the Blood Flame Qilin's head.

The Blood Flame Qilin instantly understood what Mei Changge meant and stepped forward gently.

The bloody flames formed a footprint and were printed directly on the black mist.

Zi~~

The sound of burning sounded instantly, a small hole appeared in front of Mei Changge, and the bloody flame gradually disappeared.

"Well done."

Mei Changge looked at the Blood Flame Qilin's masterpiece and couldn't help but smile. Then he rode the Blood Flame Qilin and stepped directly into the nightmare barrier.

Thousands of Xuanyang Dao soldiers followed closely behind, like guards, guarding Mei Changge in all directions.

At this time, in the nightmare barrier, Yan Ling's face was pale, and he was dodging the sword lights in a panic.

There were a lot of sword marks on the armor, and blood was flowing from the sword marks.

"Aren't you going to break this barrier yet?"

The ancestor of the Sword Worship Villa looked at Yan Ling who was panting and dodging with murderous intent in his eyes. He held a sharp sword in his hand.

"Nightmare leads!"

Yan Ling's face was calm, and she made a mysterious handprint with one palm in front of her body.

The next second, a series of screams came from below.

"Kill, enemy!"

"You have to die!"

A series of resentful voices sounded from below, accompanied by a series of muffled hums.

I saw the disciples of Sword Worship Villa below, completely in a state of madness, killing each other without distinguishing between friend and foe.

His eyes were even covered by black mist, as if the person in front of him was his life and death enemy.

"Stop! Or you'll die!"

The ancestor of Jianjian Villa noticed this scene, his eyes widened, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all, and he looked at Yan Ling coldly.

It seemed that the sword in his hand would strike Yan Ling's body in the next second.

"If you fall into the nightmare barrier, you will be haunted by nightmares. Sword Worship Villa will die because of you!"

Yan Ling sneered.

The old man was like a cat playing with a mouse, trying to explore the power of nightmares she had, which made Yan Ling feel furious.