"I don't know what kind of powerful sword formation it is?" asked one of them.

"I'm not sure about this, there is a sword spirit in this hall, as long as someone enters the formation, there will be a sword light shuttle immediately, and each blow is comparable to a blow of the purple order, which is about equivalent to the power of a blow from your early Yuan Infant Cultivator!"

Hearing this information, everyone's expressions were different, some were surprised, and some were indifferent.

Like Liangchen, a few low-level monks heard this news, almost with a look of horror, those monks with a slightly higher realm just had a trace of solemnity on their faces, but those monks of the late Yuan Infant only smiled indifferently when they heard this, after all, it was very easy for them to block the sword light of the early Yuan Infant monks.

"Time is precious, then let's go in and break the formation!" A monk who was already in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant realm suddenly became a little anxious when he heard this.

"Don't worry, listen to me, otherwise not only will you not be able to get out of this sword formation, but you will also drag us down. The Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch said coldly.

"But what is the difficulty of the early strike of the Yuan Infant?" this person was a little unhappy.

"Having said that, although this array of sword light is not powerful enough, it is better than there are too many of them. He continued.

"What's the use of having a lot of them, can't you break through my defenses?" the monk was a little displeased by his warning.

"We have given this formation a name called the Ten Thousand Swords Array!" the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch said softly.

"Ahh

"Ten Thousand Swords Array!"

"Could it be that this sword array can release tens of thousands of sword lights?"

“！！！”

Hearing this name, everyone changed color and began to talk again.

How terrifying is the sword light of tens of thousands of Dao Yuan infancy!

Don't say that in the late Yuan Infant period, even the monks of the God Transformation Realm are not sure to take it!

"And how did this formation break?" asked one of the monks.

"This array is divided into two areas, the inner array and the outer array, and the sword spirit is in the inner array, and we must also enter the inner array to be teleported to the next hall.

There are two ways to break the formation, one is to find the sword spirit in the inner formation and break it, and the second way is to resist the sword light in the inner array, and when the spiritual power of the sword array is exhausted, you can also leave the second palace. The Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch said.

"I wonder how long it will take for the sword array's spiritual power to run out?" one asked.

"It is said that those predecessors used the second method to pass through this hall, to find a place in the inner hall to resist the sword light. Because there is no aura replenishment in this array, it will automatically dissipate in five or six hours. The Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch said.

"Five or six hours! That's not a short time!" said one person.

"Can the sword spirit be found?" the other asked.

"This is still a question! Time here is so precious, who would be willing to wait all the time? It must be impossible to find it, so they have to wait until the aura is exhausted. The other replied.

That's exactly what happened. The Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch said.

"I've already said the situation, let's weigh it, if you're not sure, it's still too late to stop here. If you enter the formation, it will be difficult to retreat!" the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch solemnly reminded.

Everyone was silent when they heard this, and some of them had a shining battle armor on their bodies, and some of them sacrificed a layer of colorful light shields, and they all answered his questions with actions.

"In that case, let's get ready to go into battle. After speaking, the Swallowing Heaven Patriarch looked at Liangchen and saw that he was wearing a dark armor, then shook his head and took out a copper bell and handed it over,

"Wait a minute, you must follow us, we will help you block the attack, don't get scattered. The grade of your armor is a little low, you can hold this Qiankun Bell, if you use it when you encounter danger, you should be able to block it for a while. ”

"Understood. Seeing this, Liangchen was not polite and put away the copper bell.

After explaining everything, a group of people rushed in under the leadership of the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch.

After everyone entered the hall, the old man who followed behind was happy, and once again took out a piece of jade slip and began to copy the three words on the main hall.

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As soon as they entered the main hall, everyone felt cold!

This kind of coolness is not like the first hall feeling cold because of the low temperature, but it is like the coolness in the heart after being locked by a fierce breath!

Especially for a person with a lower realm like Liangchen, his back was almost cold and his legs were weak, but fortunately, he was hiding in the crowd, and there were a few clan chiefs blocking him, so his heart was a little calmer.

The hall is wide and empty, and it seems to be quiet and serene, but the apprehension in everyone's hearts is becoming stronger and stronger.

"Let's go, just go all the way!" the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch commanded, and the armor on his body leaked out, as if he was a god, and he stepped forward!

As this step fell, the hall suddenly lit up, and a round of scorching sun appeared in the center, and countless rays of light appeared around, and the light was colorful, as if the sun was shining on the body in an instant!

"Dangdangdang....."

A dense crunch sounded one after another!

Dozens of rays of light slashed at the shield armor of the crowd, or were interrupted casually.

"Ahh

Feeling the power contained in the sword light, everyone was either frightened, or scattered with a solemn face, some in groups of three or five, and some rushed forward alone.

"The outer formation is seventy-seven and forty-nine steps, and the inner formation is ninety-nine and eighty-one, as long as it reaches the range of the inner formation. The Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch shouted and walked forward.

Liangchen rushed forward in the middle of the crowd, and the seven clan leaders scattered around the periphery to stop most of the attacks, and the remaining few were resisted by a few other people, and he was safe in the middle.

As he moved forward, there were more and more sword lights, and almost everyone had to face more than a dozen sword lights at the same time.

Under such a dense sword light attack, the patriarch of the seven tribes also struggled slightly.

Looking at the others, a bone armor appeared on the body of the bull-turning giant, holding a half-human-high mace in his hand and striding forward, most of the sword light around him was shattered one by one by the wielding mace, and the remaining few slashes left only a few white marks on the bone armor.

Behind him, two thin monks followed, one holding a thin fork and the other holding a red silk, constantly resisting the flying sword, the realm of the two was slightly lower, but most of the attacks were blocked by the giant man, and the rest of the sword light was also interrupted by the two casually.

Not far away, a middle-aged man appeared on his body, seven or eight black gases swirled on the armor, and finally turned into a cloud of black mist to protect it, and outside the black mist, there were two cicada wing flying knives tumbling up and down, shattering the fierce sword light.

Behind him was a middle-aged man holding a snake staff, with a starry shield in front of him, and the snake staff in his hand kept waving and spewing out more than a dozen silver flames around him, looking at his expression was relaxed.

The scattered flower palace master is holding a flower basket, a pink light curtain erupted from the flower basket, she a little flower basket, and flew out countless flowers and green leaves outside the light curtain, for a while, the fallen leaves danced lightly and the flowers fluttered to form a flower wall, and the sword light slashed on the flowers, and instantly annihilated at the same time as the flowers.

When the flying flowers were messily and scarcely sparsely sparsely struck by the sword light, many flower bones flew out of the flower basket again and flew in front of him.

Over there, eight monks with strange looks and different figures huddled together, four people outside, four people inside, offering various magic weapons to resist the flying sword, and they seemed to be very good at joining forces.

The two sword cultivators walked together, and the flying swords in front of them swirled and drew filaments, and the clanging sound kept ringing around them.

The two of them are already in the late Yuan Infant period, and they are both sword cultivators, so at this time, they are naturally willing to resist in the face of the sword light that is a few steps lower, but the sword light is dense and continuous, and they are a little tired.

Everyone moved forward with all their magical powers, and a breeze drifted in, and the old man who was writing outside the door finally entered the formation.

He sensed it for a moment, and then looked at the sword light in front of him like thousands of rain threads, his face was suddenly stunned, with a hint of strangeness,

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