Chapter 367: Alone in the World
The Seven Souls Destruction Formation is one of the most famous formations of the Yinhun Sect.
At this moment, the seven golden elixir elders formed a cross-border formation, their power was overwhelming, and the ghost mist surged, immediately turning the entire top of Mount Tai into a cold ghost ghost.
On both sides of the passage, people from both worlds are paying attention to this battle.
If the seven elders cannot suppress Su Qingchan, then the situation will be completely unfavorable for the Yinhun Sect.
In the human world, the masters of the top forces looked at Mount Tai in the distance, with deep worries in their eyes.
"In the battle between immortals, we are powerless!"
An elder from Jianzong sighed sadly.
Throughout the sect, all the disciples and elders were carrying long swords and standing outside the sect's main hall, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
If Su Qingchan loses, they, the strong men in ordinary martial arts, should go and intercept the Yinhun Sect monks. Even if they only block it for a moment, it is better than doing nothing, just like the nineteen Sword Sect disciples who sacrificed their lives to intercept the Blood Demon. .
At this moment, the top of Mount Tai.
The air is gloomy and filled with evil mist.
Combined with the power of the seven golden elixir elders, this seven-soul life-destroying formation is almost invincible at the golden elixir stage.
"Don't be distracted, please work together to kill that woman!" a gray-haired elder shouted.
"good!"
The seven of them all unreservedly poured all their power into the formation crazily.
Within the formation, thousands of ghosts roared.
They merged with each other and instantly turned into seven ferocious ghosts and gods with teeth and claws, surrounding Su Qingchan.
The seven ghosts and gods all have the strength of the late Golden Elixir, and their bodies are unpredictable. They are pure ghosts and difficult to kill.
In such a formation, ordinary golden elixirs would die if they fell into it, and only Nascent Soul could break through it.
"Ghosts and gods from all directions, listen to my orders!"
"kill!"
The seven golden elixir elders all shouted loudly, and endless murderous intent erupted.
The seven ghosts and gods howled, their voices shrill and penetrating, rushing towards Su Qingchan, trying to tear her into pieces!
However, the next moment, a bright sword light illuminated the entire world!
"Zheng——!"
The Nirvana Sword Qi exploded in a mighty force that shook the heaven and the earth!
The terrifying sword intent tore apart the bodies of the seven ghosts and gods in an instant, strangling them until nothing was left, then broke through the formation and leveled the entire formation!
The bodies of the seven golden elixir elders also exploded in the sword light, turning into messy blood and bones and shattering on the ground.
Even their golden elixirs were crushed into pieces, leaving only little golden light flying between the sky and the earth.
Keng!
There was a flash of sword light, and the sword returned to its sheath!
Su Qingchan stood on the spot, her eyes calm and her black hair fluttering, as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, both Wu Luoyue and the four people on the sky screen, as well as Liu Puppet below, were all in shock.
"What kind of way is this?"
Liu Puppet was almost numb. Ever since he came to this world, he had been shocked one after another.
Those sword lights were clearly just the aura of the golden elixir, but the meaning of destruction contained within them frightened even a powerful Nascent Soul like him.
The other side of the passage.
The Yinhun Sect fell into deathly silence again.
The remaining Yinhun Sect monks all looked pale, their scalps numb with fear from the terrifying sword intent. How could they dare to cross the border?
"The seven elders joined forces, used a large number of treasures, and used the Seven Souls Destruction Formation at all costs, but they were killed instantly..."
The seven elders also took less than ten breaths from crossing the boundary to dying.
Even if all the remaining disciples, deacons, and elders in the sect rushed over, they might all be killed by that woman's sword!
"How can there be such a powerful swordsmanship in the lower realm?"
They couldn't believe it, and their pride as immortals from the upper realm was completely shattered.
Some even have doubts about their own immortality.
…
The human world, above the sky.
Wu Luoyue's expression turned extremely ugly.
He wanted to use the power of the Four Symbols to suppress Su Qingchan, but Liang Changsheng and others used the power of the Nine Dragons to stop him, preventing him from succeeding at all.
"How could this happen? How could this happen!"
At this moment, he was going crazy!
If Su Qingchan can't be killed, he can only use his last trump card.
Suddenly, his eyes changed slightly, and he noticed that Su Qingchan's aura was a little strange.
"It's strange, why is this woman's immortal power escaping?" Wu Luoyue whispered, "We have just experienced two battles. It is logical that we should replenish our strength, but she is doing the opposite..."
"The bones are like glass, and the veins are like cicada wings. It is the 'body of destruction'!" Fan Xiefeng suddenly said, "It must be the body of destruction. It is one of the most difficult physiques to cultivate. It is extremely rare and it is almost impossible to embark on the immortal path. !”
"Body of destruction?" Wu Luoyue was startled.
"What? You have this kind of physique?"
Liu Puppet below screamed, with an extremely incredulous look on his face.
"She can actually cultivate the golden elixir?"
Even in the fairy world, this kind of physique is regarded as an innate defect.
Living is difficult, let alone practicing?
Back then, there was a descendant of a great power who transformed into gods with this kind of constitution. In order to cure it, that great power traveled all over the fairy world, seeking all kinds of elixirs, even risking his own life and entering the chaos outside the world. , looking for chaotic strange objects...
But in the end, the powerful man could not cure his son, and he regretted it for the rest of his life.
"She just used too much power, and the muscles and veins in her body were broken, so the immortal power escaped." Fan Xiefeng concluded, "She is about to perish. This is the last battle of her life!"
"How long can she live?" Wu Luoyue asked anxiously.
"I don't know!"
Fan Xiefeng shook his head and said: "She is actually considered dead. She only has one breath left to hold on."
"this……"
Wu Luoyue was angry, but helpless.
A dead man actually scared the entire sect's cultivators from going down to the world!
Below.
On the top of Mount Tai, the mountain breeze was gentle.
Su Qingchan sat cross-legged, holding the long sword across her knees, her long black hair slowly floating in the wind.
Although the long sword was not unsheathed, the aura in the scabbard became more and more fierce and terrifying, as if it was gathering the sword power of the whole world.
She was nurturing a sword intent!
Whoever appeared from the passage had to face this sword!
In the Yinhun Sect on the other side of the passage, everyone stopped and looked at the entrance of the passage with fear in their eyes. No matter how Wu Luoyue urged them, they dared not cross the boundary again.
"Ancestor Luoyue, let's wait a little longer. Anyway, the woman is going to die." A Jindan elder spoke, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his body was a little stiff.
"What are you waiting for?" Wu Luoyue roared, "A bunch of trash! Idiots! The situation is critical now. If the sect is destroyed, can you survive alone?"
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, their eyes flickered, and no one answered.
If the sect is gone, they can just change to another sect.
The disciples of the Yinhun Sect have always been sinister and selfish. They will not have the intention to save the sect. Everything is done for the benefit.
In this way, the situation fell into a stalemate again.
There is a stalemate in the sky and on the ground!
Su Qingchan guarded the top of Mount Tai with a sword. Until the moment of her death, no one dared to cross the border again.