Jiang Lin's clothes were fluttering at this time, with a three-foot green edge, standing outside the sword tomb.

Just when you are teaching the sword, you will use the sword formation set up in advance to appear handsomely.

As the leader of the Jiange Pavilion, Feng Qingyang is not the strongest sword energy and sword skills, but is good at setting up formations.

Within the sword formation, even in a small area, you can kill enemies more than you can. The only disadvantage is that the arrangement requires time in advance.

If it is set up in a hurry when the battle is in the face of battle, the effect will inevitably be greatly reduced.

What's more, the sword formation arranged in the realm of the Heavenly Sword is full of murderous intent. Ordinary people will inevitably be strangled by the sword energy.

Jiang Lin is a strange man. The body of the saint-level demon is not afraid of it. The sword formation without murderous intent will at most feel a little pain.

However, in order to shock the audience, what is this pain? Since I came here, I feel uncomfortable everywhere, and today is the day to be proud.

Jiang Lin thought about it and tried a few more prepared appearance positions, and was very satisfied.

Finally, I started to teach the sword. See me to pay tribute to the classics.

The sword formation was activated, and the momentum in the sword tomb rose sharply.

Everyone in the sword hall looked at the sword tomb at the same time, and the new disciple's eyes were frenzy.

The white rainbow sat on the fly, and the blue snake roared in the box.

The sword cultivator present buzzed with his sword, and the sword energy was even more inspiring.

"Come on the sword and ride on the wind, and return to the nightmare."

"I am happy to have wine, but I will pour myself without wine."

"Drink all the rivers and break through the sky with one sword."

"I can't get drunk for a thousand cups, but I am the only one who drinks sword immortal."

The poem echoed in the valley, the sword intent circulated across the world, and Jiang Lin triggered the sword formation on his body.

Chu Tian, ​​the elder of Qi Sect, secretly activated himself at the right time. The sword in Jiang Lin shot out first, bringing out a sword light, cutting through the sky, and shooting towards the sword altar.

"Come!"

Jiang Lin was also held up by the sword formation and walked in the air with his hands behind his back.

Ten thousand swords flew in the sword ark, surrounding the body, and thousands of swords worshiped.

It happened that the clouds were cleared and the sun was seen, like a sword opening the gate of heaven.

Jiang Lin was very satisfied. If he hadn't worn a mask, he might have seen a proud figure with a hippie smile.

But his smile didn't last for a few seconds. He was supposed to be lying on the hilt of the sword, but Jiang Lin found that the tip of the sword was now facing upwards.

The wine gourd was held in the hand, and it was not a heroic drink, but was frozen in the hand.

It was about to fall, and Jiang Lin was pulled by the sword formation and could only follow the route, and could only keep hinting at Chu Tian's crazy eyes.

Chu Tian also discovered that he wanted to activate the long sword, but found that he could not condense a trace of sword intent.

Feng Qingyang, beside Chu Tian, ​​also discovered something was wrong, but it was difficult to show it.

Tragically, Jiang Lin found that the landing point of the sword was slightly tilted downward.

I am afraid that I will have to pull my butt with a long sword today - I opened my eyes.

However, Jiang Lin didn't give up so easily. Just as the tip of the sword was pierced, Jiang Lin lifted his anus and tightened his abdomen, and clamped it hard.

Under the sword ark, the audience first exclaimed, and then there was warm applause.

Jiang Lin let out a long sigh and stood firm carefully, which was a surprise.

Suddenly, the wind was chaotic, and a crack emerged from the sword altar.

The prehistoric aura mixed with dark demonic aura gushed out.

When the demons invaded, people all used magic weapons to prepare to defend against the enemy.

However, I found that I could not use my skills and my cultivation was completely lost.

"Hehehehehehehe."

There was laughter from the crack, and a monster walked out of it, holding a lantern in his hand.

"Soul-catching lamp!"

The person who approached recognizes the magic weapon in the hands of the person at a glance.

The heart-loving demon has been sealed into the evil realm by Buddhism for more than 20 years. How could it appear here? Thinking of this, people look at the three demon-controlled masters of Buddhism.

The three demons and demons looked bad, and they couldn't imagine how the heart-loving demon could appear in this place far away from the Buddha's kingdom.

"It seems that the Yuan Demon Emperor took action. As the ancient Demon Emperor, only he can have such a means." The three masters explained.

"Everyone, today's food is still delicious?" said the demon with a pride.

It turned out that the meal was drugged today, and everyone looked at Feng Qingyang, hoping to get an explanation.

Feng Qingyang was naturally unaware of this matter, and just looked at Jiang Lin who was hiding behind him.

Jiang Lin was also confused. It seemed that the outsourcing project was not reliable.

"No need to worry too much. I ordered people to put soft muscles into the meal early. Even if the cultivation level of the Heaven Realm is still half a day before you can untie it. By then you have been made into puppets by me."

Today, all the people present are important figures in all walks of life. If they are all robbed of their minds by the heart-loving demon, as puppets, the world will be in chaos.

At this time, Jiang Lin saw Dugu Qing holding Mo Xie Sword tightly, with a huge amount of anger in his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and rapid breathing.

When I saw something strange, I remembered that Dugu Qing and the heart-loving demon had a deep blood hatred.

Dugu Qing was originally the princess of Wu. Wu was a small country around the northern border. The king Dugu Qiubai, that is, Dugu Qing's father was bewitched by the heart-loving demon, and eventually the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. Only the young Dugu Qing survived.

Since ancient times, emperors have wanted to live forever, but how many people have gotten their wishes.

Buddhist asceticism soon suppressed the demons scattered everywhere, and the heart-loving demons were also destroyed into the evil realm.

Yi Feng, the original owner of Dugu Qing and Jiang Lin, were almost the same age. A few years after Yi Feng came to Jiange, the owner Feng Qingyang brought the young Dugu Qing to Jiange.

In my impression, Dugu Qing is introverted and crazy when practicing swords.

Yi Feng's cultivation path was smooth, but Dugu Qing was unable to condense his sword intent. However, his swordsmanship was superb and he was well integrated, and finally he joined the Sword Sect.

One is a real skilled otakus, and the other is a bloody hatred.

Both of them were not happy with the crowd and had almost no communication. Later, Dugu Qing was away all year round, and Yi Feng lived in Kyoto for a long time, and there was no contact.

At that time, a little girl under ten years old saw her family's death with her own eyes and was carrying a deep hatred for blood. Jiang Lin dared not think about how she spent more than 20 years.

Suddenly the situation changed again, and a large group of people from the Demon Sect surged out of the back mountain. Although they were not as good as the demonic aura on the heart-loving demon, they could feel that these people were demon cultivators from the breath they emitted.

Demon cultivators are different from demon clans. Demon clans are transformed by people's evil thoughts and evil spirits between heaven and earth. Strictly speaking, they are not humans.

The demon cultivator is a person who forcibly absorbs the demonic energy to practice, which can quickly improve his cultivation, but will eventually be backfired.

Nowadays, everyone has become lambs on the chopping board. If they become puppets, it will be the same as dying.

Several bloody men would rather die than surrender. Even if they were unable to use their cultivation, they would raise their swords and come forward to fight.

Someone took the lead, everyone stood up and rushed forward. Dugu Qing also walked forward with his sword, barely resisted with his wonderful sword skills.

The atmosphere of despair spreads all over the place.

Dugu Qing looked determined and took out a pill and swallowed it. Regardless of the many scars on his body, he met with a sword again.

"Tianyuan Pill!" The three elders beside Jiang Lin said in surprise.

Jiang Lin also had some impression of this medicine. Tianyuan Pill can make a brief rebirth when a person's energy is exhausted, but when the medicine power passes, the realm drops sharply, and there is no chance of improvement.

The elders of Jiange all have one to prepare for a crisis.
Chapter completed!