Chapter 408: The Line of Law! The Eighth-Level Ultimate Martial Arts Technique! impossible! Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming were shocked. Immediately, they opened and closed their eyes again, and pretended to be calm on their faces. They even nodded as if it was no big deal. Although the series of actions are fast, they can deceive others but not yourself. Essence and physique! It was rumored that Nirvana could hold out for a while against the Mother of the Stem Moth who possessed a truly powerful body, but when faced with that human, he instantly lost his ability to resist. Qi, (spiritual power) cultivation! Ming Zun held the Xuantian treasure, the Silver Jun Heavenly Book, but was not only unable to suppress it, but was forced back by his sword light that was almost condensed into a thread. Afterwards, he fought against four people alone, using all kinds of magical powers, and his aura did not weaken, which showed that his foundation was strong. God, soul! The underworld is an old expert in playing with souls, and the Seven-Aperture King is the best among them, but he was suppressed by Li Xunhuan's obvious soul attack. The magical power is even better than the original magical power of the top-level true spirit Mahayana level true dragon.

In summary, if one-on-one with spirit, energy, and supernatural powers, there is no opponent at the Mahayana level, if the three are combined, I am afraid that I am afraid that even they themselves will suffer great losses if they do not investigate. Although this human Li Xunhuan is not well-known in the world, he already has the aura of eating cattle! However, the move was a bit too harsh and might arouse public anger. Let’s see how he ends up! . . . What is poison to you is honey to me. end? It's still very early. Li Xunhuan stood in the air, his clothes rustling in the breeze, and the long sword in his hand did not loosen. In this chaos, demons, monsters, dragons, phoenixes and ghosts live together. It is too messy and too complicated. It's time for a real racial cleansing program. The human race rises, and then thousands of years later, becomes immortal! Thinking of the word "immortal", even Li Xunhuan couldn't help but feel a flash of heat in his eyes. Looking around at the tens of thousands of cultivators outside the hall and the 108 Mahayana monks inside, he invited them in an exciting tone, "Let's get started!" As if responding to him, the figures of fifty monks behind the desk on the right side of the palace gradually disappeared into nothingness. "Set up the formation!" "Set up the formation!" After several orders were given in succession, more than 7,000 Mahayana monks outside the palace jumped out one after another, throwing out formation flags, magic weapons, etc., which intertwined in the sky and formed four different formations. Although they belonged to different interfaces, the formations reached a tacit agreement! You are in me, and I am in you, firmly blocking the area where Li Xunhuan was. . . .

When the formation submerged Li Xunhuan's figure, the humans in the palace could only barely react because of their low cultivation level. Chief Lei Wanhe and Nie's face changed drastically, and they immediately stood up and tried to go out. Linghu, Nangong Yingying and others followed suit, and even Han Li was unwilling to be left behind. Just then, a voice came from the stage, like a breeze blowing on their faces, calming them down. I saw Nie Ying, the first one on the left, looked pleased and smiled. "Don't worry, everyone. My husband once said that no matter what happens, you must not act rashly." "Mrs. Nie, this..." In public, Mrs. Nie was very conscious of stating her position. "Just wait and see what happens!" "Follow the order." Mrs. Nie sat down sullenly, her eyes constantly looking outside, her worry, helplessness and guilt evident in her words. In this regard, the others were also very discouraged and could only pray silently in their hearts. What a great human race! They have really nice characters! Sitting in the chief eating position on the right row, the Spirit King took in all the reactions of the human race and was full of praise for what Madam Nie had done. Sure enough, whether it is the fairyland or here, as long as there is a little possibility, the human race can always rise! Then, he glanced at the people who were attacking him. Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming exchanged glances and looked at the map of the human world frequently, as if they were discussing how to divide it up? Such a strong contrast made him think of an idiom: Mu monkey and crown. So, will Li Xunhuan lose? I don’t think so. The scene of Li Xunhuan taking action just now flashed through his mind. The sword light condensed into a thread, faintly shaking the space. Thinking of this, he drank the wine that was brought to his mouth. If he guessed correctly, the show was about to begin. . . . At this moment, outside the palace. In a certain space of the formation, Ming Zun's face was as gloomy as water, and he said to a man in a gray robe, "The Yin-Yang Microdust Formation is complete. You should contact the top Mahayana of other races in the Spirit Realm and act accordingly. Tell them that the vassal realm of the Spirit Realm has been returned to the human race. If they do not want to lose the Spirit Realm itself, tell them not to hold back." "Why bother? I will secretly use the Nine Tribulations Soul-Exterminating Technique, and there is no way Li Xun Huan will survive." I thought I would be praised by him, but after hearing his words, Ming Zun's face became more solemn than ever before, and he shook his head and sighed, "I don't know, but I have a feeling that this person is not so easy to deal with." The gray-robed man was somewhat moved when he heard this. At the same time, almost the same conversations and arrangements were taking place in three other large formation spaces.

A lesson from the past can serve as a guide for future events. The deaths of the three top-level Mahayana masters reminded them that this person should not be underestimated and they should use all their strength when fighting. If Li Xunhuan knew their plan, he would definitely feel relieved. Isn’t this the PLUS version of War of Immortal Destruction? The BOSS is me? It's becoming more and more interesting. Suddenly, he tilted his head three inches to the left and missed a flying knife by a hair's breadth. Immediately afterwards, the figure floated irregularly like a swimming fish, dodging the silver sword, jade ruyi, seal and dozens of other magic weapons that followed closely. On the other side, at the edge of a thousand miles radius centered on him, the gray-robed man and other top-level Mahayana masters in the spiritual world were remotely controlling their magic weapons. When they saw him dodging them one by one, they were completely puzzled. Has the Yin-Yang Microdust Array’s ability to suppress spiritual consciousness failed? "If you lose focus during a fight, you will die." "Hmm? Hmm! Help me!" At the moment of consideration, a human-shaped shadow somewhere sensed the crisis and flashed rapidly in the space. Behind him, a long sword followed like a shadow! As he fled, the distance between them shortened visibly. In the next moment, in front of the eyes of many top-level Mahayana masters in the spiritual world, the long sword pierced through the chest. The monk's eyes suddenly lost focus, his breath disappeared, his arms fell irregularly, and he slowly fell down. The supreme elder of the Jiatun tribe, a powerful man in the top five of the spirit world, was hit by Li Xunhuan, and even his soul could not escape. At this moment, the formation was connected, and Li Xunhuan disappeared from this space. All the Mahayana masters in the spiritual world, even the gray-robed man Xuan Jiuling who thought highly of himself, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It turned out that even the immortal-level formation (PS The spiritual world Mahayana thought it was an immortal-level formation) failed to react in time to save the people! On the other side, in the pitch-black space, Li Xunhuan's figure just emerged. Before he could react, several visible and invisible attacks came down one after another. However, almost at the same time, the ancestor of the Demon Realm's Yuanyan, who was thousands of miles away, shed tears of blood in his eyes, groaned, and a trace of green blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Immediately afterwards, space fluctuations came again. Li Xunhuan's figure had just landed, and disappeared here in an instant. The next moment, he appeared in the endless rain, above the vast ocean. As soon as he appeared, he was tied up with black chains and swallowed by an unknown giant creature. This cycle repeated itself over and over again, with time speeding up gradually. He was not even given a chance to counterattack, and was left to struggle to cope with the four major formations. If it were any Mahayana cultivator, no matter how strong his spirit was, he would just go with the flow, and eventually his soul would be covered in dust and his reaction would become slow. At some point, he would be killed by some means. This is exactly what makes the formation so terrifying. There is no solution except to break it with force. But, is Li Xunhuan a Mahayana? Yes, no. There was no day or night in the formation, and it was only known that it cycled thirty-six times. When he came to the Liang Yi Micro Dust Formation again, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and grasped the void in front of him. An ice crystal-colored hilt appeared in his hand, and the sword body extended outward from the hilt.

After a while, when the magical weapon shaped like the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword took shape, a slanting cold light flashed across the sword body, and it was extremely sharp! There was a flash of cold light in his eyes, and he swung his sword behind him, just right to block the next silver sword. In a flash, with an expressionless face, he raised his sword from bottom to top as if nothing happened, and slashed out a crescent-shaped sword light. The sword light was only ten feet in size at first, then gradually grew to a thousand feet, then ten thousand feet. Not long after, it shrank again, and became extremely condensed, leaving only an unusually thin and long black line. A loud explosion suddenly occurred! The void collapsed, and the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered together, forming a funnel-shaped immersion in the black line. Immediately, a terrifying aura of destruction emanated from it. Looking closely, a brief black shadow formed behind the black crescent line, on which countless crystal runes and words appeared, emitting a colorful black that was enough to intoxicate every immortal cultivator! "Boom boom boom!" Loud noises continued to ring. At some point, when the vitality of heaven and earth stopped flowing in, countless runes and visions disappeared, and the black line also became transparent, as if it did not exist. However, at this moment, the sky and the earth lost their color, and the void around them was buzzing, with countless levels of spatial partitions visible to the naked eye. In the blur, all the spatial partitions were distorted, and the direction of the distortion was exactly the crystal line! All of this, if we use metaphorical terms, is like a pilgrimage for all things. The crystal line moved forward on its own and disappeared in the blink of an eye. All one could see was that the space, which was divided into tens of thousands of layers and was originally tightly connected from top to bottom, was now cut in half and could not be closed for a long time! As a result, the hundreds of layers that belonged to the formation were naturally torn apart! This also exposed the people who set up the formation, the main formation, and the attackers who were hiding in the formation! "Found you." Eighth-level ultimate martial arts technique! Finally, after the Ascension Conference, he used it for the second time without reservation, and completely released a terrifying power that even he himself could not understand! Whenever the space closed up, he would take a Zhou Tian step, swinging his sword, drawing a mysterious trajectory, and slashing out black sword rays. repeat. For a moment, the sword in his hand shone brightly, and every move he made was mysterious and intoxicating. His body movements and steps, coupled with his snow-white clothes, made it seem as if he was contributing a graceful sword dance to the most grand Mahayana ceremony in the history of all realms. Correspondingly, one, two, three, hundreds, thousands. The figures of important figures from all realms and Mahayana monks kept falling freely from the lake and into it. . . . When this happened, the upper and lower parts were separated, as if life and death were separated, and fell into the eyes of more than 3,000 Mahayana monks above the island through the gaps in the formation, they could not help but stare in amazement. Inside the palace, Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming had stood up at some point, their faces were dull, and they were mumbling softly. If you got closer, you could hear them. "It's the line of law! How is this possible!?" Afterwards, they noticed that the Mahayana monks from Dragon Island/Underworld were falling into the lake like dumplings, with no chance of survival. They were immediately furious. "stop!" "You dare!" The figure flashed and disappeared. . . . At the same time, in the scattered formation space, Li Xunhuan's ears twitched slightly and his sword stopped turning, as if he was captivated by the words of Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming. The next moment, he just managed to avoid an incoming silver sword. However, his face did not look relaxed, but rather more solemn. The body rotated counterclockwise, avoiding a small white jade tower magic weapon. The Ice Soul Cold Light Sword disappeared from the palm of the hand like light, and was replaced by a large four-cornered flag.

When his body was frozen in the air, the Black Wind Flag was held in his hand like a spear, with the tip of the spear pointing diagonally at the ground. He raised his eyes with a cold gaze, moved the spear casually, and suddenly stabbed forward. "Boom boom boom!" Three consecutive clashes of weapons and horses rang out. A strange look flashed across his face, and he waved his flag and retreated again. At the original place, after the spiritual power shook, a shriveled arm appeared at his waist and exploded on its own. A nine-colored flame gushed out from it and quickly spread outward. Wherever it passed, the vitality of heaven and earth and even the dust in the space was instantly ignited. A second later, thousands of miles away, he was already at the edge of the island, but the area within three feet around him was still covered by the nine-colored flames. Accompanied by the "bang bang bang" sound of burning fire, the space collapsed layer by layer. Seeing this, he took a deep breath and said solemnly, "The Nine Tribulations Soul-Exterminating Technique is worthy of its reputation!" It is worthy of being the immortal method that allowed the True Immortal Ma Liang to break through his defense! "Impossible, how come you are fine!" Outside the nine-colored flames, there was an exasperated male voice. Although his face could not be seen, he must have been filled with regret. Before Li Xunhuan could explain, two more gloomy and even gnashing voices were heard from the other end of the formation. "Xuan Jiuling! Helian Business Alliance!" "Okay, very good!" The Great Elder Golden Dragon and Xiong Ming stopped outside the nine-colored flames, their faces looking so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping from them. As far as the eye could see, three thousand Mahayana monks turned into men of fire, crying out to the heavens for help, but no matter what they did they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies, and ended up dying. In just a short moment, the four realms of Dragon Island, the underworld, the spirit world, the demon world and the plane headed by the four realms, which had a total of 7,000 Mahayana cultivators, now number less than 3,000. It can be said that this is the biggest loss in interface strength they have experienced since their birth. The key point is that if it was Li Xunhuan who did it, it would be fine, but it was an ally who did it, which made them even more angry. The nine-colored flames were about to die down, and they raised their feet, wanting to cut the Gordian knot and end it all. At this moment, from thousands of miles away, they heard the mocking voice of the Spirit World Master and the human race whose flesh they wanted to eat alive. "Blow it up!" "I have been waiting for you for a long time, Friend Mingdao." (End of this chapter)