Chapter 1846 The Power of Sword

The atmosphere was tense.

Terrifying murderous intent permeated the hall, and three Void-Returning monks united to suppress them, one of whom was an extremely powerful person in the middle stage of Void-Returning.

In such a scene, any cultivator who transformed into a god would be obliterated.

At this time, the young man under the stone wall was isolated and helpless, and seemed to be destined to die!

"Yuan Xianyi, do you dare to stop me?"

The smile on the old Taoist Gu Mu's face faded, and he looked calmly at Yuan Xianyi across from him. The latter was also a monk who returned to the void. It might be difficult to determine the winner in a fight, but if he took action, he would definitely be entangled.

"I want to slap that kid to death more than you do, but since my young master is in his hands, I can't let him die here no matter what." Yuan Xianyi snorted coldly.

"hey-hey……"

Gu Mu Laodao didn't speak, just sneered gloomily.

The two cultivators in the middle stage of returning to the void were facing each other, and there was an invisible pressure that filled the air, making people feel suffocated.

The eyes of Ancestor Ghost Spirit and Taoist Ao Xie flashed, and they didn’t know what they were thinking in their hearts.

"Do it!"

Suddenly, after the two looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding, their figures flashed out!

The violent spiritual energy, like a boiling tide, went straight to Ye Chunyang and enveloped him. Just like that day outside the city gate, the ghost spirit ancestor opened his big hand and grasped it in the air, and the void was distorted.

"You two are looking for death!"

Gu Mu Laodao raised his head and looked at the two of them. The bamboo pen in his hand shook, and a dazzling glow appeared. It was not directed at Ye Chunyang, but at the two ghost spirit ancestors.

He was determined to win Ye Chunyang, so how could he watch the two ghost ancestors take action?

There was a "whoosh" sound.

A strong wind rose in the air, and at the moment when the old Taoist ancient tree sacrificed the bamboo pole, a figure suddenly appeared in the air. The original immortal shook his sleeves, and a mysterious scroll appeared, flying towards the old Taoist's magic weapon of the bamboo pole. They flew back one after another at a slight touch.

"Yuan Xianyi! Do you really think that the poor Taoist dare not kill you?" Gu Mu Laodao was furious when his offensive was blocked.

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability either." Yuan Xianyi responded with a sneer.

"Okay, that poor Taoist will kill you first, and then take down that kid!" The old Taoist Gu Mu was furious.

Before he finished speaking, the bamboo pole trembled suddenly, and the spiritual energy surged from it, rolling out like a wave. Only a dazzling light flashed, and the seemingly ordinary bamboo pole actually turned into a mouthful of green wood. sword.

The old Taoist spurted out a breath of spiritual energy, and the green light of the wooden sword swelled, releasing a hundred-foot-long sword light and rising into the sky!

The green sword energy ascended to the sky like a trapped dragon. Under this violent sword energy, all the god-transforming monks present turned pale and vomited blood and retreated. The next moment, there were only a few wild "swish" sounds, and the sword energy slashed towards Yuan Xianyi like crazy.

The void is distorted!

With the power of this sword, an ordinary monk would definitely be shattered if he took it.

A solemn look flashed across Yuan Xianyi's face. Ancient Wood Master was at the same level of cultivation as him, so he didn't dare to be careless.

The painting scroll shook, and there was a buzzing sound in the void, and a landscape painting was summoned from a distance, like a small world, majestic.

This scroll was used by Yuan Xianyi under the eyes of the ghost. Although it was destroyed by the ghost curse of the Dark Abyss ghost clan leader at that time, the damage was not serious. Yuan Xianyi also repaired it with his powerful means.

At this time, when encountering Gu Mu Lao Dao's blue light giant sword, Shanshui Hua immediately suppressed it in the air. Both magic weapons were very powerful. Just a trace of the aftermath was enough to strangle a god-transformation monk.

Everyone was horrified. How could they participate in the fight between the two in the middle stage of returning to the void? At this time, they could not care about understanding the stone wall and hurriedly ran out of the palace.

Ancestor Guiling and Taoist Ao Xie glanced at this place respectively. When they saw the old Taoist ancient wood being entangled, they immediately increased their offensive and headed straight for Ye Chunyang.

"Boy, it's just that you are too talented. If you are allowed to leave, we will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future. You might as well stay here!"

The ghost spirit ancestor smiled ferociously.

He had previously planned to capture Ye Chunyang alive, but with the intervention of Gu Mu Laodao and Yuan Xianyi, it would be difficult for him to succeed, so he changed his mind and wanted to kill Ye Chunyang directly on the spot!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A harsh sword cry was heard, and just as the two men cast their spells, a majestic sword intent suddenly filled the ground.

The two of them looked shocked and looked towards where Ye Chunyang was. They saw a flash of dazzling silver light and the sound of thunder.

Ye Chunyang was surrounded by eighty-one flying swords, and his whole body was bathed in thunder, like the son of the God of Thunder, revealing a powerful majesty.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the stone wall trembled, and mysterious characters jumped out of the stone wall as if alive and merged into Ye Chunyang's sword formation. He stood still with his eyes closed, as if summoning some mysterious will.

A powerful coercion suddenly appeared, and the entire Immortal Spirit Palace trembled crazily at this moment, as if the ancient immortal spirit was resurrected and imposed on Ye Chunyang's sword formation.

He opened his eyes and raised his fingers a little higher.

"Buzz!"

Eighty-one flying swords clank!

The characters on the stone wall glowed brighter, and the meaning of the sword suddenly erupted like the turbulent sea.

A storm of sword energy rolled up in the entire hall, and a group of swords whizzed past in the air. Ancestor Ghost Spirit and Taoist Ao Xie felt themselves swept by the strong wind, and chills pierced their hearts.

There were loud sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", and Taoist Ao Xie was the first to bear the brunt. The magic formula was penetrated by the sword, and his clothes exploded.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to shout something, but his words stopped, and there was huge fear in his eyes.

The next moment, the sword intent whistled and strangled him violently. A large puff of blood mist exploded, and Taoist Ao Xie was covered in blood and flesh, with only the Nascent Soul escaping.

"The meaning of Mahayana!"

Everyone, including Taoist Gu Mu and Yuan Xianyi, was shocked when they saw this scene.

"This..."

A huge fear surged in the eyes of the Ghost Spirit Patriarch.

Before, they had also seen Ye Chunyang comprehend the true meaning of the characters on the stone wall, but he only used his mind to induce the will pressure on the stone wall. Now, he has integrated it into his own sword formation, and every sword energy contains the Mahayana will.

"How is it possible?"

The Ghost Spirit Patriarch showed deep disbelief on his face.

Even if the characters on the stone wall were left by a Mahayana cultivator and could allow him to comprehend the true meaning, it would never be possible to integrate them into himself, just like when he was in the Earth Spirit Ancient Cave before, he could only resonate with the sculpture's will, but not make it his own.

Now, Ye Chunyang can actually integrate the Mahayana sword intent into his own sword formation, and its power can be imagined!

He raised his hand and waved it. After integrating the Mahayana sword intent, the power of the Great Thousand Sword Formation was not what it used to be. Moreover, although his realm was still in the late stage of the Spiritualization, his magic power was far more powerful than that of the same level. After the sword formation circled a few times, it immediately caught up with the Nascent Soul of Ao Xie Zhenren.

A few muffled sounds came out, and the Nascent Soul of this early stage Return to Void strongman was strangled on the spot.

The face of the Ghost Spirit Patriarch changed again and again.

His eyes flickered a few times, and he withdrew without hesitation. Ye Chunyang's sword formation was integrated with the Mahayana sword intent. It was impossible to kill him today, and even his life might be lost here!

"Isn't it too late to leave now?" Ye Chunyang's cold voice came, and the sword formation was sent out again. Lightning and thunder flashed in the void, and a wild and domineering will suddenly came.

The Ghost Spirit Patriarch repeatedly took his life and humiliated him repeatedly. Ye Chunyang had already killed this man. How could he let him escape today?

Seeing the sword formation coming, the Ghost Spirit Patriarch's face changed drastically.

But how could he, a Return to Void cultivator, sit and wait for death?

He controlled his hands, and the spiritual light on his body rose, and a square wooden box flashed out.

This box looked extraordinary, and the spiritual energy was strong as soon as it appeared. The Ghost Spirit Patriarch clapped his hands, and the box opened, and billowing smoke emanated, wrapping towards Ye Chunyang's sword formation.

Under the obstruction of the smoke, the eighty-one flying swords also stagnated for a moment, and taking this opportunity, the Ghost Spirit Patriarch once again activated the escape method and flashed directly towards the direction of the palace door.

But then there was a deafening explosion behind him, and the Ghost Spirit Patriarch looked back and was immediately horrified.

After a slight pause, Ye Chunyang's sword formation spread out a fierce attacking intention, passing through the square wooden box, which broke into pieces, and then in the blink of an eye, thunder surrounded the Ghost Spirit Patriarch.

"No!"

The Ghost Spirit Ancestor was horrified. He wanted to struggle to cast a spell, but he felt an irresistible pressure coming. Then a chill came over him, and his eyes went dark. He knew nothing.

With a muffled "bang", blood holes appeared on the Ghost Spirit Ancestor's body. His Yuanying didn't escape and was strangled by the sword formation.

Everyone watching the battle took a breath.

Ye Chunyang killed three Return to Void cultivators in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm!

Ling Qingxuan and Hua Feier opened their beautiful eyes wide, showing incredible.

Who can do this kind of magical power?

The old Taoist Gu Mu, who was fighting with Yuan Xianyi, was also shocked when he saw this scene.

"The boy can actually control the Mahayana sword intent. If his realm is higher, he might be able to compete with the combined cultivators." The old Taoist Gumu's heart was beating wildly, but he quickly calmed down and showed a greedy smile, "If I can get this sword intent from him, I will have a place in the spiritual world in the future!"

Laughing wildly in his heart, the old Taoist Gumu's magic power surged wildly, shocking the original immortal back, and then his figure flashed wildly, and the giant sword soared into the sky.

Ye Chunyang's eyes revealed a cold look. The old Taoist Gumu had used him as a scapegoat before, and today he attacked him again.

"Hmph!"

Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, and the sword formation circled back, the thunder intent surged, and the dense sword rain was like a meteor from the sky, confronting the old Taoist Gumu head-on.

The old Taoist Gumu was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "Boy, you are very confident. If you were stronger and had the Mahayana sword intent in hand, I might have retreated. Unfortunately, you are too weak now."

"Really?"

Ye Chunyang sneered faintly.

The Great Thousand Sword Formation suddenly increased by several points, and a pure will appeared. The stone wall behind him suddenly shook, and characters jumped out, turning into a golden torrent and converging with the sword formation.

The old Taoist Gumu paused, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Boom!"

The surging sword intent was like a violent storm, impacting the old Taoist's green giant sword. In an instant, countless sword rains pierced through. The old Taoist's expression was completely frozen, and a large puff of blood mist floated out of his body.