Ming Xiao Lao Zu felt a surge of evil energy in his chest, and he could no longer care about anything else. He drew out his flying sword and said coldly: "You will all die!"

  Before he could even get a good look at the flying sword, it had already disappeared in front of Ming Xiao's ancestor.

  The people of Jinwu City only felt that the entire sky began to rotate, slowly rotating, and everything around them became blurred.

  Zuo Mo suddenly remembered that Huang Zheguang was using the Sky Sword Intent, and the Sky Sword Intent of Ming Xiang Old Ancestor might be many times more profound.

  Damn it! This guy should fly closer!

  Zuo Mo glanced at Ming Xiang Old Ancestor, who was still far away from Jin Wu City, and couldn't help but secretly admire him. Despite being enraged to such an extent, he remained calm, truly worthy of being a Golden Dan expert!

  The rotating sky suddenly lit up with many rays of light, as if countless stars were being lit up.

  An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly enveloped Zuo Mo's mind, not daring to be slow, he hurriedly urged the formation. Only to see the surface of the Golden Crow City city wall, countless symbols lit up, like intricate patterns.

  A semi-transparent golden aura enveloped Jinwu City tightly.

  Everyone's heart slightly relaxed, just then, they heard Ming Xiao Lao Zu's clear chant: "Lin!"

  Every light point on the top of the head suddenly lit up, countless light swords descended from the sky, like a storm, and crashed onto the Ling shield of Jinwu City!

  The Ling screen shook violently, a sharp crashing sound, dense as raindrops, heard in the ears of the crowd, only to feel frightened and trembling.

  Zuo Mo grasped a handful of Dragon Beard Grass: "Use the same trick you used last time!"

  The dragon nodded in agreement and hastily returned to its position within the formation.

  The dragon's long hair fluttered, a black rhombus crystal on his forehead, his eyes cast downward, and in a low voice he shouted: "Kill!"

  A wisp of black air burst out from their bodies at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, a wave of black air spread throughout the Weiying formation, blocking out the sky! The black air rose and churned, completely unaffected by the Ling screen, gathering above the Golden Crow City.

  A swirling black cloud enveloped the Golden Crow City, with sword tips falling into it like raindrops and instantly disappearing.

  "Huh!" Ming Xiao Lao Zu's surprised expression reappeared.

  Even with his insight, he couldn't recognize what kind of powerful technique the other party was using.

  In the vast ocean of knowledge, Pu Yao said to the tombstone with a careless tone: "This old thing, just a mere Golden Elixir, dares to be arrogant in front of this Heavenly Venerable, it's simply seeking death."

  He raised an eyebrow and coldly snorted: "Kill him!"

  He suddenly found that his tone of speaking was a bit too much like Zuo Mo's. He immediately chose to shut up, as a heavenly demon, learning from others' speech, especially learning from this Zuo Mo guy, made him feel quite embarrassed.

  "What a pity, these guys from the Bundragon have been training for too short a time. Otherwise... Hmph! It's really not worth it!"

  The púyāo muttered to itself.

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's expression turned solemn for the first time, previously being hit by Fu Zhan Lou was just a plot. But this dark cloud, obviously some kind of magical array, was truly powerful. Being able to withstand the attack of a Golden Dan period cultivator, it was absolutely formidable.

  The technique is not as great as it seems, with the cultivation of the Condensing Pulse period, it is impossible to display such a powerful technique.

  All he could think of was the formation method. But such a powerful formation method, I'm afraid it's not something that an ordinary sect can possess. This group of people is likely to have a great background!

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's heart skipped a beat.

  This group of cultivators he's not afraid of, even if they all die, it'll just take a bit more time. What he's worried about is killing the younger ones and attracting the older ones. With the Mingxia Sect's foundation, there shouldn't be such a powerful formation array. If at that time an even more powerful expert comes, he'll be in trouble.

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu knew his own weight, in a remote place like Xiaoshan Boundary he could still pretend to be the leader, but if he were placed in those major boundaries, there would be no chance for him to stand out.

  But he thought again and realized that the blood feud between the two sides had already been formed, and it was impossible to make peace. In that case, the best way out would be to wipe them all out, so as not to leak any information.

  At this thought, a fierce light burst forth from his eyes, and a murderous aura suddenly rose.

  He had been immersed in the "Ming Xiao Sword Manual" for a very long time, and apart from this flying sword, he had nothing else on him. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and a several-meter-thick sword blade suddenly came crashing down!

  The sword tip was about to collide with the dark cloud, suddenly transformed into countless tiny sword tips, extremely agile and bypassed the dark cloud, once again slamming onto the Ling shield of Jinwu City.

  Clang!

  Innumerable tiny sword tips, like innumerable transparent thin snakes, struck the spiritual screen at the same time, and the impact sounds that burst out gathered together and fell into people's ears, making only one sound.

  The Golden Crow City shook violently for a moment, and Zuo Mo's face changed slightly. He controlled the entire Golden Crow City, and only he knew how powerful this blow was.

  If it comes a few more times, the Golden Crow City's Spirit Cover will shatter!

  He gritted his teeth tightly, even a Golden Dan period cultivator was too formidable!

  What level is this old man's flying sword?!

  Innumerable thoughts flashed through his mind, but at this moment he didn't have time to think carefully and could only grit his teeth. The Old Ancestor Ming Xiao flew high in the air, not descending at all, too far away from them, other means were also useless.

  He suddenly had an idea and rushed towards Shu Long, pointing at the top of his head and shouting: "Can't you change that thing into a shape and attach it to the Ling screen?"

  Shu Long's face was twisted in a bitter smile, he didn't dare to speak. The Wuxin Devil Killing Array reached its climax, and the dark clouds above began to slowly descend, finally landing on the Ling screen. Then, the edges started to slide down along the Ling screen. After a while, it wrapped the entire Ling screen together.

  Everyone felt the sky darken and fall into a piece of darkness.

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu witnessed this scene, but was overjoyed. Wouldn't this lead to their own downfall? Although the black clouds could enhance the spiritual canopy's defense, they also blocked their field of vision.

  Even he couldn't see through the situation in the dark clouds, and he didn't believe the other party could see it either.

  Foolish!

  But this is also a gap in strength, the gap between the two sides is too big. The killing intent in Ming Xiao's eyes was intense to the extreme, such a good opportunity, how can it be missed?

  He didn't see him move, and suddenly disappeared on the spot, appearing dozens of feet above Jinwu City!

  Looking down at the Golden Crow City shrouded in dark clouds, a cruel smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

  "You all deserve to die!"

  He raised his palm, and a azure flying sword appeared in his palm, floating quietly. He gently lifted it, and the flying sword transformed into a blue light, flying into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

  Suddenly, a bright light spot appeared in the extremely distant place above his head!

  A hint of pride appeared on his face, how long had it been since he last used this move? It was too long ago! His own famous finishing move, reappearing once again, truly made one feel nostalgic!

  No one can withstand this killer move, never has!

  The Golden Crow City is about to disappear and will be erased from the Tianxing Peak. He felt a little sorry, to be honest, he liked this small city very much.

  What an enchanting little town!

  But everything will be destroyed!

  Suddenly, the smile on his face froze abruptly.

  He saw the mountain peak in front of him, and suddenly a violent tremor occurred, causing large pieces of rock to slide down, revealing the rocks inside.

  What's going on...

  His body was bound by an incredibly powerful force, and the air around him seemed to suddenly solidify and become heavy. He tried to move his body, every movement becoming extremely difficult, he felt like he had fallen into a huge spider web.

  Pitfall!

  His mind went blank for a moment, a complete whiteout.

  Immediately afterwards, a large amount of lava emerged from underground and slowly advanced along the ditch.

  He gazed down at the breathtaking scene, as if an invisible red brush was drawing lines of vibrant red across the mountains. These lines advanced slowly and steadily, forming a strange pattern.

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu only felt that there were countless sturdy and heavy chains binding him tightly, unable to move.

  At this time, the dark clouds outside Jinwu City had dispersed, and that damned guy flew into the sky.

  The smugness in your heart, you think I can't see it? I have a discerning eye, understand?

  But he knew it was not time to celebrate yet. With a flip of his palm, a golden-rimmed Lei Yin walnut appeared in the center of his palm!

  "Thunder sound walnut!"

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's face suddenly changed when he saw the Lei Yin walnut in Zuo Mo's hand.

  Zuo Mo didn't waste words and with a flick of his hand, he threw it at Ming Shuang Old Ancestor!

  Boom!

  Lei Yin walnut left Zuo Mo's palm and transformed into a golden fireball the size of a washbasin, with countless silver lightning bolts swirling around it, rumbling loudly without end, its momentum extremely frightening!

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's eyeballs almost popped out. This guy actually used Lei Yin walnut to refine a disposable magic treasure?

  Is this guy crazy?

  Leiyin walnut is actually a four-star material...

  He suddenly reacted and his soul flew away in all directions! Damn it! This is actually a fourth-grade material!

  At this moment, he couldn't care about the killing move above his head. The flying sword transformed into a stream of light and shot towards the Léi Yīn Nuè Táo that was flying towards Zhāo Míng Xiǎo Lǎo Zǔ.

  He hadn't even had time to feel relieved when he caught sight of another Lei Yin walnut on Zuo Mo's hand, covered in golden patterns, exactly the same as before!

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's face suddenly turned white!

  At this point, he couldn't care about anything else, frantically urging his spiritual power, wanting to break free from the shackles.

  His whole body's spiritual energy surged to its peak, his figure began to move bit by bit, and in just a moment, his speed increased greatly once again.

  Zuo Mo saw the situation and knew that it was the most critical moment. At this time, he couldn't care about the pain in his heart. As soon as he had just made a loud noise, another bead appeared in his palm...

  He spat out over ten Lei Yin walnut shells in one breath!

  Only a dozen or so golden fireballs were seen, carrying a shocking momentum, like the old ancestor of Mingxiang crawling away.

  The sky was filled with a deafening roar, as if countless thunderbolts were rolling by, shaking the earth and mountains.

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's face was no longer pale, he had lost all courage. He had never seen anyone use the Lei Yin walnut as a disposable magic artifact for refining before.

  It takes a lot of guts to do something like this!

  Boom!

  Ming Xiao Lao Zu's flying sword accurately hit the first Lei Yin walnut, and it exploded with a loud bang!

  Zuo Mo suddenly felt a burst of light in front of him, the intense glare leaving only a golden glow before his eyes, unable to see anything else.

  Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

  A golden light flashed before Mo's eyes, and he felt a sharp pain as if he was about to go blind. He felt himself being hit head-on by a giant beast, his entire body flying into the air.

  He was stunned.