In the inner hall of the Xiling Hall, smoke and mist filled the air, and the shadows of demons and ghosts floated around. One by one, the strange treasures flickered faintly in the surging demonic air, each shining with the wondrous light of a treasure. Red, green, purple, pink, blue... It is like a pair of ghostly eyes, quietly floating in the darkness, peeping at every move of the listening.
Why only peeping at it? Because the two of them were already invisible, and no one could see where they were at the moment.
The ghostly wall, which was more than six zhang high and seven feet wide, had turned into a maze wall that seemed to encircle Diting. Listening knew that this ghost wall was not an ordinary ghostly technique, not a demonic array. However, how could Di Ting, having cultivated for billions of years from ancient times to the present, care about a little little ghost array?
Qian South, Kun North, Li East, Kan West, Dui Southeast, Zhen Northeast, Xun Southwest, Gen Northwest, the Eight Trigrams, Di Ting passed through one by one. The six lines of the Eight Trigrams are seen floating on the ground, one by one entering the position of the other, gradually forming the circular eight trigrams. The six lines seal immediately shone with white light, and eight fan-shaped walls of light rose up into the sky, mysteriously enveloping Diting. There was a wave of astonishment and sighing in the demonic air, not knowing what kind of array Diting was. But, out of fear of Diting's billions of years of cultivation, he involuntarily stepped back. Only layers of thick, hard walls are left to encircle Diting.
Suddenly, a cry of a ghost came from afar. The cry sounded as if it were coming from the roof of the palace, or as if it were coming from outside the gate of the Washing-Spirit Hall in the distance. Accompanied by the wailing of the ghostly wind, the shrill, shrill wailing came nearer and nearer. It seems like a woman holding dozens of babies, drifting and approaching. It is also like a midnight cat, the wail of spring.
"Boom!"
A thousand flashes of fire, a thousand swords all shining.
Thirteen figures in fire robes, riding on the flames, brandishing huge swords and manipulating the celestial sword array, came overwhelming and extinguished the eight Trigrams of light all around Diting.
The ring Sword array, entangled with demonic light, formed a huge ring. The fiery red gas swords around the sword formation were already formed, flying in a circle, always closely surrounding the core of the real sword formation. The central physical sword array, all of which are the Fire Spirit Tribe's magic swords, consists of thirteen. At the moment, strange spiritual spells are activated on the sword body. The blade was already submerged in the thick firelight gas sword, and each fire sword was completely indistinct. All that could be seen were physical, formless fire dragons, circling in the sky's demonic aura.
Ten thousand flames and sword shadows closely followed the thirteen fire dragons, circling and flying. As the flames of the circular fire dragon array grew stronger, the heaven-blocking sword light condensed more and more. In no time, the ring Fire Dragon formation was surrounded by a dense array of spirit fire Qi swords. These air swords spread out like a net, and the flames were terrifying. I wish I could throw myself down at once, chew and crush the man in the sword array, and burn him to ashes!
Thirteen figures in fire robes, tall and imposing, indistinct in appearance. A series of shrill, wailing cries came from these thirteen figures in fire robes. But look at the thirteen figures in the fire robes, swirling in the air, with huge swords towards the sky. The blazing flames of the sky, like thirteen fire dragons, flew out from the thirteen great swords, continuously supporting the circle of swords in the sky.
One by one, the firework swords, which had the energy but no form, were separated from the thirteen blazing fire dragons. At this moment, human and dragon forms shine together, sword light and firelight shine together. The Ring of the Sky Sword array, man and sword united, overwhelming, mighty!
Suddenly, the thirteen pairs' eyes shone with a deep blue light. The dragon fire in his hands shone brightly, and the sword formation around the sky was like a mountain pressing down, approaching the white light wall of the eight trigrams that emerged from the divine magic of Diting.
Under the pressure of the Ring of Heaven Sword Array, the Eight Trigrams Light wall gradually shrank, as if unable to withstand the suppression of the Ring of Heaven Sword Array. All of a sudden, the black and white light entwined and echoed, instantly forming a giant sphere in the shape of Tai Chi. The sphere was born from within the wall of the Eight Trigrams of light!
Black light is terrifying, white light is heart-shaking. The Yin-Yang Tai Chi sphere expanded infinitely and gradually buried the Eight Trigrams Light wall. The sphere is filled with the essence of heaven and the pure essence of earth. The spirit and the pure essence blend together, and the power of the chaotic circle is formed. The Ring of the Heaven Sword Array seemed to be unable to hold on and was retreating at an astonishing speed to the depths of the celestial peak.
Thousands of blazing sword beams struck the round Tai Chi ball, shattering and vanishing, completely unable to break into it.
The ghostly murmur captivates the soul, and the buzzing spell lingers in the ears. In the unseen, I have already felt the powerful demonic forces, responding to the repeated incantations, the clouds gather and swirl in.
Sure enough. Countless strands of demonic spirits, like smoke and mist, meander and shuttle. Wandering among the fiery and qi swords, almost at the same moment, they sucked onto the thirteen figures that were swirling in the air.
The thirteen fire-robed figures, inspired by the spell of the Netherworld Curse, absorbed all the evil spirits in the netherworld in an instant like a sponge absorbing water. The thirteen pairs' eyes shone with strange light, and the cries of the ghosts were thrown into chaos in the heavens and the earth. But the clamor of the wailing came only from the mouths of thirteen Hokages! The usual thirteen mouths suddenly became eerie and strange.
The wailing grew louder and louder, and in an instant, it filled the world. The fire dragon that emerged from the thirteen huge swords in the hands of the figure in the fire robe suddenly expanded dozens of times. The red, fiery edge of the Qi sword suddenly turned into a cold, deep blue fire! At once, the blue fire illuminated the sky, and the sword's light spread everywhere. The dejected celestial sword formation, standing in time, was full of energy, like a star chart lightning, spreading across the sky towards the Yin-Yang Taiji sphere.
Suppressed by the power of the strange sword array, the Yin-Yang Taiji Ball seemed to be in a state of weakness. The entire body of the ball shrinks rapidly, and the circular bagua light wall once again reflects the divine magic. One after another, crystal-white streaked light sword shadows shot slowly into the sky from the eight trigrams light wall, clanging and clanging with the fiery red sword light, the lightning and light fought, and they were deadlocked for quite a while.
"Sizzle," the sound reverberated, quietly coming from within the thirteen figures in fire robes.
With the sound of "sizzling", one could see the hideous and terrifying white mummies fall off the thirteen figures in the fire robes. After the mummies fell off, they faintly turned into wisps of smoke, their souls scattered and vanished. The loud wailing, which had been a clamor, suddenly became low. But there were still mummies falling from the thirteen Hokages.
The blue fire was fading away, and the red fire was rising again. But the power of the Ring of the Sky Sword Array suddenly waned, and the Eight Trigrams Light wall rose up to the sky, approaching the true heart of the Ring of the Sky Sword Array. A myriad of crystal-white swords flashed and flew, like thunder, hissing and dashing, their blades unblocked and invincible, smashing each of the fire and gas swords to pieces.
Thirteen pairs of eyes, blue light still lingering. The ghost language, the curse of Xuanran, suddenly resounded in the ancient netherworld. Evil spirits and vengeful spirits, in the form of floating shadows, summoned by strange spells, frantically burrowed into the thirteen fire-robed figures. In an instant, the thirteen fire-robed figures grew dozens of times their size, and with their red-fire swords in their hands, they instantly transformed into blue fire-dragons.
The Heavenly Ring Sword array above the head was summoned by the spiritual magic of the thirteen figures again. Immediately, the Qi sword was full, the blade edge was like a torch, the blue fire was like rage, the sky was filled with sword rain, mixed with the blue fire light, like a shooting star falling to the ground, like the top of the sword mountain. The Eight Trigrams Light Wall, which was in high spirits, was once again crushed down by the demonic light radiating around the sky Sword array.
This time, however, the Ring of the Sky Sword Formation was mighty and imposing. Only the blue Fire energy sword that Sasa had dropped, the vanishing Slash sword, could be seen. The originally gleaming white sword light could not resist at all and vanished in the rain of blue fire swords!
The ring-shaped eight Trigram light wall, which stood tall, was forced to shrink. The Yin-Yang Taiji ball, which had already stopped, was once again activated by divine magic, and the primordial spirit and the primordial pure essence converged and merged once more. The power of the primordial circle was once again formed, but the momentum and power were far less than before. As if at the end of a crossbow, only hard labor sustains!
The resounding rain of swords fell on the Yin-Yang Tai Chi ball with a clanging sound. Each time it was washed by the fire dragon sword rain, the black and white light dimmed once. Each time the black and white light dimmed, the Yin-Yang Taiji Ball struggled to shrink by one circle. Under the washing of the violent rain of swords, Listen to feel the exhaustion of divine power, and it seems that it can no longer hold on.
"It's time!" After listening to the whisper of the urn...
A wisp of green tip descends from the sky in a string of ancient and magical spells:
"Heaven is kind and earth is merciful, with a thunderbolt to dissolve the chaos. At the beginning of the heaven and earth, all things are clear and thus come into being. The demons of the netherworld, the evil spirits and ghosts, with unvirtue and unrighteousness, defy heaven and earth, and destroy the universe. Then he sent down the Nine heavens' black thunder and the Thunderbolt Divine Blade to restore the chaos!"
The wind has died down, the clouds have quieted, and the fog has ceased.
Heaven and earth have ceased, and the sword of qi has frozen. Thirteen figures in fire robes, swirling in the air, suddenly froze in the air, motionless. Thirteen dragon-fire sword arrays swirling around the sky, like a huge fire circle, froze in the air in an instant! Even the flickering flames, the firefly flying sparks, at this moment, have come to a state of stillness!
Only that wisp of emerald green hair descended from the sky, piercing the crack where the black and white of the Yin-Yang Taiji Ball met, and touched a sword within the ball in an instant. The sword was emerald green all over and its spirit was icy cold, and it was tightly held in the hand of a young man with a golden body. The young man is naturally Kellen, and this sword is the "Divine Weapon to Slay Demons, Sword to Break Through the Netherworld" Demon Slayer Sword!
The demon-slaying sword, which was originally a divine artifact, became even more powerful with the addition of the divine power beyond the Nine Mysteries. The invisible sword energy surges and pierces the clouds. The emerald green sword light was suddenly swallowed up by a deathly white beam of light that shot down from the Nine heavens. Between heaven and earth, only this pale beam of light was expanding without end.
The circular Bagua Light wall, compared with this Xuantian Light column, is too tiny and has already been swallowed up by it. The black and white splendor of the Yin-Yang Taiji Sphere is far less than a fraction of this light column, and it is also buried by this light column. Thirteen figures in fire robes had long been swallowed up by the white light, and no one could make out the shadows of the thirteen people in the air.
Even the thirteen dragon-fire sword formation, which encircled the sky, had been completely annihilated by a blinding white light.
At this very moment, thousands upon thousands of huge sword beams, in all colors, rose abruptly between heaven and earth. Each blade was as powerful as the fire dragon in the Ring of Heaven Sword array, and the thirteen treasures and sacred artifacts of the Fire Spirit tribe pale in comparison to the invisible qi Sword. Even the blue fire sword rain, which had already been frozen in the space and time compartments, had long been reduced to ashes under the coercion of the power of the colorful air swords.
"Wind Art!" Kellen's clear, crisp voice shook the world.
The multicolor sharpness of the great sword, as if summoned by the gods, spins slowly from east to west. At this moment, gusts of fierce and powerful wind rose from all directions, gradually gathering and eventually converging into a howling hurricane of the mighty dragon laughing. The hurricane swirled along with the coiled dragon of ten thousand sword rays, gradually approaching and merging. In an instant, where the dazzling light column met the nine heavens, a huge eye of wind was formed.
The call of the wind eye was hard for the gods and demons to resist. Thirteen Fire Dragon Sword arrays, in an instant, vanished into the eye of the wind. Along with the thirteen fire dragons, the thousands upon thousands of evil spirits and vengeful souls were sucked into the wind eye. The divine power of the wind eye purifies the heavens and the earth. Even though the evil spirits had been invincible for millions of years in their cultivation, they didn't even make a sound when the demonic body vanished in an instant.
It is not that these evil spirits do not feel the shattering pain of being crushed to pieces when they die. Rather, the power of the wind eye was so fast that before the pain could occur, the entire primordial demonic body was already reduced to ashes in the wind.
After that, the thirteen figures in fire robes, like the millions of evil spirits, could not escape death. The Wind Spell's severe punishment shows no mercy at all. Who dares to violate the majesty of the gods? "Wind Art" is undoubtedly the condemnation of God, not to mention the remaining three sword arts that have not yet been used! (The remaining three sword techniques naturally include: the Cloud Technique, the Thunderrain Technique, the Thunderbolt Technique.)
Just then, from beyond the void, a mighty force and magic aura came with great force. Streaks of divine power, like ripples of water, slowly seeped into the edge of Kellen's sword formation. Obstructed layer upon layer by this vast aura of divine power, the Xuantian Thunderbolt Sword Array trembled faintly...
"Keep the man under the sword!" A thunderous roar, as bright as a bell, resounded through the heavens in an instant, and a shadow, like a falling meteor, descended from the sky with an immense aura of divine power, and fearlessly charged into the column of deathly white light... It seems that the roar, the mighty aura, must have come from this Hokage. I wonder who this Hokage is? And why did he disregard life and death, and take the great risk of being buried in the ashes, and venture into the Thunderbolt array of the celestial realm!