"Is this the divine sand of King Wen of Zhou back then?" Yan Shenggong said in surprise, "As the saying goes, without three divine sands, I dare not turn against Xiqi. This is one of the three divine sands, which belongs to the essence of earth virtue. Hanwen, try to communicate with it. I really didn't expect that such a treasure would have fallen into the hands of overseas sects."

Zhu Hanwen squatted down and wanted to grab the divine sand. Unexpectedly, a ray of light bounced his hand away.

"Hey?! I worked hard to be a gopher who had been working for an hour, but I didn't even want to bird me?" As he said that, he took out the rake and imagined that he forced Shensha to submit as if he threatened Burning Tianjian last time.

But this time, the Divine Sha didn't seem to want to give Baoqin Golden Rak and the Buddha's relics to face it, and still emitted a ray of light and bounced it away. Then, the Divine Sha floated up and flew out of the Nine Formation Tower, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the sky.

"It seems that this divine sand is a master. Such a treasure is determined to be a virtuous person. You have no chance of being with it, so you don't have to be depressed." The voice of Shangzhu Kingdom came at the right time to comfort the wounded hearts of several people.

At this time, the teleportation array in the tower had been opened, and everyone had to continue to break into the next level. As soon as they reached the sixth level, everyone had only time to detect a flash of cold light. Fortunately, Yang Yuan and Hou Lie were very solid in their foundation, and they reacted quickly to sacrifice weapons and hold the cold light. Zhu Hanwen looked carefully and found that four sharp swords had been blocked by the two of them. Looking into the formation, the entire formation was all flying swords hovering in the air, with cold light and murderous aura.

Without waiting for the guidance of a group of masters outside the tower, Hou Lie was excitedly carrying the golden cudgel and walking into the formation.

"Hou Lie..." Before Zhu Hanwen could say anything to dissuade him, hundreds of flying swords seemed to migrating in the deep sea, directly turning into a fish storm, and involved them.

When Zhu Hanwen saw this, he didn't care about the formation. He took out a rake and rushed into the formation. Yang Yuan was worried that the two of them would have something to do, so he followed closely, leaving Fan Zhen, who was not good at dealing with, stomping his feet in the corner alone.

The sound of weapons intersecting is like percussion music played by hundreds of bands. More and more flying swords are poured into the storm. The only ones who stayed to attack Zhu Hanwen and Yang Yuan were only scattered flying swords on the edge. In this way, the two of them could not resist.

I saw that the five flying swords formed into the Yin-Yang Five Elements Sword Formation. Although no one held the sword, the formation was even more flexible and bizarre. Zhu Hanwen only felt that the big acupoints around his body were all under the attack of these five flying swords. He could not care about the front and the upper and lower. In a embarrassed manner, he had to lean towards Yang Yuan and fight against the twelve flying swords together. The twelve flying swords gathered together and could instantly form the twelve Dutian Sword Formation, with a significant increase in power. After a few breaths, the two of them were all covered with color. On the contrary, although Hou Lie could not see his figure, he heard the "ding Ding Dangdang" fighting inside, and the fight was very lively.

This made the people outside the tower anxious, "These kids are too reckless. These hundreds of flying swords are all spiritual and orderly, and are obviously born for the sword formation. Looking at the rough look at the sword formations in the tower, there are hundreds of sword formations, one by one, one by one, how can they rush in directly!" Han Qinhu said anxiously.

"Now, all the sword formations have been triggered, what should I do? If that monster is strangled by the rampant sword, how can we explain to the Changbai Mountain person?" Yang Xuangan was also anxious.

Looking inside the tower again, at this time, Fan Zhen saw that Yang Yuan and Zhu Hanwen were in a critical condition, and rushed into the territory without hesitation. Relying on the Zen handprints, he barely blocked the attack for the two of them. The battle situation stabilized, but the flying swords were free to shuttle, and their physical strength was almost unlimited. Sometimes the manpower was poor, and several people could not last long. Once they were exhausted, they would immediately suffer casualties.

"Master Zhongdao, can this formation be suspended? We are willing to give up temporarily and plan for him."

"Semi-saint, it's not that I don't want to do it, but this nine formation tower is not controlled by me. This seventh-level sword formation is set up by the Nanhai Yijian Sect. The ancestor of the Sword Sect leader was once a disciple of the Jie Sect. It seems to have a trace of the skin of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is extremely powerful. Even if we force it in, it will be useless."

Just when everyone was anxious, Hou Lie was in the storm, and the "ding" sounds were getting less and less. Zhu Hanwen thought that Hou Lie was seriously injured and was stabbed by three flying swords. He forced himself to wield the Baoqin Golden Rake and rushed into the storm.

"Hou Lie, you're going to die, I'll be with you..." Zhu Hanwen was just talking, but was stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw Hou Lie carrying the stick leisurely without any damage, while the sharp blade storm that seemed fierce outside just surrounded him in the middle, and no flying sword dared to step forward.

When Zhu Hanwen saw the broken swords and blades all over the ground at Hou Lie's feet, he immediately understood that it was his buddy who was here to smash the situation.

When Hou Lie saw Zhu Hanwen breaking in, his body was covered with cuts from sharp blades and several penetration injuries. He knew that this was all for saving him. A strange color flashed in his eyes. He looked at his low-powered companion deeply, then jumped up, raised the golden cudgel in his hand, and the other end had become as thick as seven or eight people. He saw him swinging four circles wildly, and countless flying swords broke in response to the sound. The rest of him only wanted to escape from this guy's attack range.

Hou Lie swung twice again and found that there was no sound of gold and iron intertwined. He held the end of the golden cudgel with one hand and was still besieging Yang Yuan and Fan Zhen's sword formation with the other finger of the rod. At this time, Fan Zhen was pressed by Yang Yuan. Seven or eight flying swords were inserted into Yang Yuan's body. The flying swords noticed the murderous aura of the golden cudgel, and instantly flew away, and a blood flower rolled up on Yang Yuan's body again.

"Damn!" Zhu Hanwen hurried over and helped Yang Yuan up. At this time, Fan Zhen was already crying like a tearful person.

"If you cry for a while, he will return to his position." Fan Zhen reacted as soon as he heard this, and quickly cast a spell to stop the bleeding for Yang Yuan. Then, he picked up the willow branches on the mutton fat jade bottle and pointed it on Yang Yuan. It was Guanyin's best method of Cihang's universal payment.

"I said, I'll stop the bleeding from my brother, you see, it's still squeaking out."

Fan Zhen was stunned, and was also in a hurry to stop Zhu Hanwen's injury. Hou Lie on the other side was still holding a huge Ruyi Golden Cudgel. The only dozen remaining flying swords stood in the corner of the wall. The teleportation array in the corner frequently shone with blue light, as if begging them to leave quickly.

However, the few people had no intention of worrying at all. While healing the wounds carefully, they were just holding the stick to confront the flying sword. They didn't know how Hou Lie's arm strength was practiced. They kept holding it for an hour and didn't even shake it. Until Yang Yuan coughed a few times and woke up, the wound on Zhu Hanwen's body had basically healed, and then he took back the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

After Yang Yuan adjusted his breath for a long time, his face gradually regained blood. Fan Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the masters outside the tower also breathed a sigh of relief. Okay, Changbai Mountain is fearless, and almost trapped the Yang family in Guanjiangkou. What's this? It's okay for the Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea. Otherwise, with Putuo Mountain's style of protecting the shortcomings, everyone would not be able to live in peace.

Another hour later, Yang Yuan finally finished his breathing, stood up with a long breath, nodded to Fanzhen, and Fanzhen also nodded with a red face, and ran to the magic circle. Seeing this scene, Zhu Hanwen and Hou Lie looked at each other and smiled, making Yang Yuan chase after him. Yang Yuan scratched his head, looked at Fanzhen's slim back for a moment, then stomped his feet and chased after him.

At this time, a lilac tentacle was washed up by waves on the east coast of Qilu Province, Shenzhou.

"Such a big squid whisker. Old men are giving gifts. Today, I will show you a raw squid whisker!" A young man in a sea-driving costume ran over with his cell phone, "Thank you for the little gift my brother gave me!" The young man said as he reached out to pick up the tentacles. At this time, the tentacles rolled up the young man's legs. Then he saw a purple light flashing across his eyes, and then threw his cell phone on the beach. Under the afterglow of the setting sun by the sea, the young man's body was covered with a layer of black robe...

"You can also perform eye color changes on the spot, this special effect is 666!" The barrage on the phone was still posting one after another.

"Where are people?"

"Where is the promised squid beard swallowed raw?!"

"Fuck, I won't come back and get out of the lockdown!"

Outside the Nine Formation Tower, Shangzhuguo, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt something. He raised his head and looked at the direction of Qilu Province, shook his head again, and continued to concentrate on investigating Zhu Hanwen and the others' situation.

No one expected that there was only one corridor in the seventh floor tower, and at the end of the corridor was the teleportation array. Zhu Hanwen took a step forward, and a hurricane blew him away directly, pressing him firmly on the wall. Hou Lie took a step forward to see the situation, but it was also blown on the wall. It was very difficult to move his fingers. Then, Yang Yuan, Fan Zhen, and the four of them were neatly attached to the wall, and no one could do anything.

"This..." Shangzhuguo opened his mouth without saying anything.

"What a fuck!" Han Qinhu, who was furious, stepped in front of Zhong Zheng in two steps and squirted Zhong Zheng's saliva on his face, "What kind of crooked formation do you have in this whole situation? You can't blow people up and down the wall? Which sect is this? It's a mess!"

"Uh, senior, don't get angry. This seventh layer of wind gap is...I set it up..." Zhong Zheng wiped his face awkwardly. "In the early years, I accidentally got a wind-fixing bead. This treasure is extremely powerful in the sea, so I value it and placed it at the highest point of the treasure pavilion. Before, I was confused and ordered to set up the formation here. Naturally, I chose the most precious magic weapon in the treasure pavilion, so..."

"Then you must have a solution. You can quickly remove the wind gap of this roar. There are two layers to succeed. Who would have thought you were trapped in you!"

"Yes, yes, I'll take back the Dingfeng Bead." Zhong Zheng smiled apologetically and agreed.

"Slow down," said Gunji, suddenly. "Are you sure you can take back the Dingfeng Bead?"
Chapter completed!