Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 364

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“Okay, stop talking nonsense.”

The formation spirit waved his hand, and two black iron sword orders appeared. They should belong to Taibai Sword Immortal and Fire Dragon True Man.

A black iron sword order also appeared in the hands of Fang Xing and Gong Feiyun.

“The rare treasures of the Immortal Palace and the ancient demons are all in the sword world…”

The formation spirit said: “I am a formation spirit. I am restricted by the sect’s rules and cannot open the sword world privately, unless the conditions of gathering five black iron sword orders are met, or even the sect master or the supreme elder personally orders… Or, wait for the ancient demon inside the sword formation to wake up and forcibly break the sword world…”

He smiled and said, “Of course, you can wait until the ‘God-Slaying and Demon-Exterminating 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 is better to avoid more nightmares at night… During the Seven Demons’ Battle, the more ancient demons awaken, the stronger they will be.”

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

A flash of silver light appeared in the void, and an ancient sword emerged.

This sword is square and pitch black in color. There are golden symbols on the sword, which looks very magical.

“Nine Profound Demon-Slaying Sword!”

The handsome middle-aged formation spirit curled his lips and said: “This sword is in the hands of your Piaomiao Immortal Palace. It is really a waste of a precious gem…”

“With this sword, I can probably cut open the ancient demon’s ‘true demon body’ and break its ‘immortal magical power’!”

Yu Tianzun said: “It’s just that we are still missing a black iron sword order… I wonder if you, the formation spirit, can designate the next generation leader of the Yuanshen Sword Sect? My Piaomiao Immortal Palace will definitely help your sect rebuild…”

“I don’t have that power… Do you think my Yuanshen Sword Sect is the same as your Immortal Palace, where the Palace Master can be appointed by the previous generation?”

The formation spirit was helpless.

“To fight against the ancient demon, we need the help of the formation spirit…” Yu Tianzun said, “It seems… the only way is to force Meng Laogui to hand over the Black Iron Sword Order. However, my cultivation level is comparable to his, so I may not be able to do so.”

“It’s okay… I have already contacted the other three Divine Transformation Venerables. Together with this young friend, there are four great Divine Transformation combat forces. I will help you… Try to destroy all the cultivators of Wuji Palace in one go.”

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

“Hmm? It seems that many masters of Yuanshen Sword Sect have also guessed that the ancient demon’s misfortune to the world of immortal cultivation was related to Wuji Palace?”

Yu Tianzun was shocked.

“The best treasures and opportunities of the Yuanshen Sword Sect…are all in the Sword Realm.”

The formation spirit sneered: “I gave them a chance to compete. In return, they should help me get Wuji Palace out first. Isn’t that right?”

“This spirit may seem like an old naughty boy with no bottom line… but in fact, he strictly abides by the rules and kills decisively.”

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

…

Yuanshen Sword Sect.

Mountain gate.

Boom!

The quasi-fifth-level female corpse roared, and the pale corpse energy transformed into a ferocious giant hand, which pressed down the archway near the mountain gate.

“finally……”

A Yuanying from the Sin Palace wearing a pitch-black magic armor let out a long breath: “Finally, we have made it into the Yuanshen Sword Sect…”

Thinking of his companions who were torn into pieces by the sword qi and even had their Nascent Soul pierced through the heart, he felt a little terrified, but also a little comforted: “Fortunately… once we enter the Yuanshen Sword Sect, the power of the formation will be much smaller… At that time, we can get many opportunities, and maybe there is hope for further progress.”

But the old demon Meng frowned and suddenly made a gesture.

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

The giant was wearing pitch-black magic armor, had three faces and six arms, and there were more than a thousand bronze magic lamps gathered around his body.

In some lamps, there were Nascent Soul spirits screaming and wailing… which turned into lamp oil and emitted flames of various colors.

Swish, swish, swish!
The six arms of the thousand-foot demon body tore in all directions, as if a layer of “curtain” was removed, revealing layers of illusions.

After the illusion, one after another, the venerable gods emerged.

Among them, there is the Venerable Shenfu with a wretched appearance, an old Taoist priest carrying a peach wood sword, and a pretty woman holding a Yaoqin.

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

Fang Xing’s real self was more low-key and stood at the back.

“The magic talisman, Taoist Xue, Fairy Qin…”

A ball of devilish light burst out from the eyes of the old demon Meng: “You have teamed up with the formation spirit to make things difficult for me?”

As for Yu Tianzun, this person will definitely make things difficult for me, so there is no need to ask him any more.

“Friend Meng… I have no other choice.”

The Divine Talisman Venerable had a bitter look on his face: “My skills have no way to improve, and it just so happens that the formation spirit is willing to let me comprehend the “Spiritual Void Sword Scripture”… Otherwise, fellow Daoist Meng, you can take a step back and just hand over the Black Iron Sword Order.”

“Alas…there are five thieves in heaven, if you follow them, you will prosper.”

The Taoist priest with the peach wood sword sighed: “Fellow Daoist Meng, your fate has come…”

Fairy Qin didn’t say anything.

In the opinion of these three gods, in the ‘Sword Formation to Kill Gods and Destroy Demons’, the formation spirit is almost equivalent to a late god. Together with Yu Tianzun and the others, there is more than a 50% chance that the old demon Meng will die today!

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

What’s more…how could a cultivator who can cultivate to the Spirit Transformation Stage give up a generous reward just for fear of a mere revenge?

“You, Wuji Palace, privately released the ancient demon, endangering the world of immortal cultivation, and are the enemy of all cultivators in the world.”

The spirit of the formation spoke righteously, his eyes were bloodshot: “Today I will make you pay the price… Swords raised!”

Buzz!

Inside the Yuanshen Sword Sect, on the Sword Sharpening Cliff.

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

From the cave, from the treasure house… there were flying swords flashing with dazzling light, which were at least the third-level magic weapon level.

There are even a large number of spiritual treasure-level flying swords, each emitting a different light and converging into a long river of sword energy.

In the long river of sword energy, the three leading ancient swords suddenly emitted a fifth-order fluctuation. They were the treasures of the Yuanshen!
Swish, swish, swish!
Infinite sword energy fell and turned into a cold sword formation.

Those Nascent Souls from the Sin Hall and the fourth-level refined corpses were unable to stop it at all and were torn into pieces by the random swords.

Only the quasi-fifth-level female corpse, whose body was as crystal-clear as jade, let out a sharp roar, holding two spiritual treasure flying swords in her hands, and actually opened her cherry mouth and bit down!
Her lips were bright red, and her soft jade silver teeth were extremely sharp, and she actually bit off the fourth-level spiritual treasure flying sword.

“Good corpse refiner, let me fight you!”

Fang Xing roared angrily and punched the woman right in the chest.

Bang!
His punch was like warm and soft jade, but it did not destroy the corpse. Instead, he felt a recoil force.

“Hmm? There’s another fifth-level physical cultivator?”

“It’s a good material for refining corpses!”

After a quick glance at the old demon’s divine sense, he didn’t take it seriously.

His biggest enemy is Yu Tianzun, Zhen Ling, and the three Huashen masters in front of him!
As for Fang Xing’s immortal clone and Gong Feiyun?

He didn’t even come here and just hid under the protection of the large formation in the back.

After all, in a duel between the Supreme Gods, even the slightest impact could result in their death!

“Fellow Daoist Meng, I’m afraid you came here to attack me. Today, I can only ask you to leave first.”

Yu Tianzun held the Nine Profound Demon-Slaying Sword and swung it lightly.

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

Upon seeing this sword, Old Demon Meng’s face immediately became extremely solemn. He drew the spiritual power of heaven and earth and transformed it into layers of magic armor.

“Fellow Daoist Yu and the formation spirit will take the lead in the attack, and we will just provide some assistance.”

The Divine Talisman Venerable smiled, and his escape technique moved among the many sword lights and magic fires, appearing to be at ease. His fingers kept drawing in the void, attracting the spiritual power of heaven and earth. It turned out to be the magical power of drawing talismans in the void!
The Taomu Sword Taoist held a golden compass in his hand, and kept muttering to himself. One after another, golden array patterns emerged, blocking the spiritual power of heaven and earth from gathering towards the old demon Meng.

As for the Fairy Zither, she sat cross-legged in the void and began to play the zither in her hand.

“Yes, we are just supporting forces. Why would we fight each other to death?”

Fang Xing’s original body pretended to use all his strength to barely suppress the quasi-fifth-level female corpse, while he was still complaining in his heart: “These old monsters are too cunning, five people have eight groups… Why didn’t anyone contact me secretly? Do they look down on me, the second island master of Mingkun Island?”

…

Yuanshen Sword Sect.

Inside the mountain gate.

Fang Xing’s immortal clone casually swung out a great freedom of black gold sword energy, beheading a demon corpse.

Immediately, he hooked his finger and grabbed a storage bag from the other person.

“The formation spirit summoned away the flying swords of these demon corpses. Now they are all toothless tigers… It’s a good time to plunder them.”

“Tighten up front, and tight up back… that’s the style of a cultivator.”

Even though there was a great battle going on in the front, the two Yuanying Zhenjuns left behind were still trying their best to plunder resources.

After all, the Yuanshen Sword Sect is too fat.

Even among the Yuanying Zhenjun, there may be no less than a hundred of them at the same time, and no one knows how many have been passed down from generation to generation.

It’s a bit of an exaggeration to say that the Lingbao are piled up like mountains, but they can be easily obtained with a little effort.

Fang Xing walked casually and came to the edge of a high platform.

This platform is made of a kind of jade material, and there are countless restrictions inside, which shows that it is very solid.

But there are still countless sword marks on its surface, some of which are exquisite sword techniques that fascinate Fang Xing.

“Is this… a life and death stage?”

“When a disciple of the Yuanshen Sword Sect encounters a conflict, he or she can go to the life and death stage and live or die without complaint…”

Fang Xing stroked a sword mark, feeling the exquisiteness of the Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Energy on it, and couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

At this moment, a beam of light approached rapidly and landed on the stage of life and death, revealing the figure of Gong Feiyun.

“Fellow Daoist from the Golden Sword lineage, please come up to the stage.”

Gong Feiyun looked at Fang Xing, with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

“Oh? You want to kill me?”

Fang Xing was slightly startled: “Our two elders are joining forces to fight the enemy.”

“The Life and Death Arena has its own special restrictions. Now that the great formation is covering them, they can no longer sense the situation behind them… Moreover, I follow the rules of the Yuanshen Sword Sect and challenge them to a fight on the Life and Death Arena. Even the formation spirits cannot restrain me.”

Gong Feiyun said sternly: “It is normal for a disciple of the Sword Sect to die in a sword fight…”

“It seems… you want the Black Iron Sword Order on me.”

Fang Xing nodded: “That’s perfect… I’ll have an excuse to go to Piaomiao Immortal Palace in the future.”

(End of this chapter)