At the foot of Taiyin Mountain, the figure of the demon dragon was tumbling. Yan Zhengming had no time to bother with the demon cultivator next to him. He took advantage of Xiaoxiang Jun's panic, caught his real body from among the many white skeleton substitutes, and mercilessly split it in half with a sword.

The peach blossom miasma with a hint of crimson and blood was spreading rapidly.

Yan Zhengming: “Let’s go!”

He turned around, grabbed Cheng Qian's shoulder with a bit of venting, and flew up with Cheng Qian on his sword, gnashing his teeth and saying, "Peach Blossom Tribulation?"

For the first time, Cheng Qian avoided his gaze and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry."

He condensed thousands of words into three words, which no one could understand. Yan Zhengming didn't know what he was sorry for. Anyway, after hearing it, he not only didn't calm down, but became even more angry. For a moment, the inner demon that had been calm for a long time in the inner palace was ready to move again.

Yan Zhengming took a deep breath and recited the Sutra of Purity and Tranquility twice in an anxious mood, almost muttering it like a recitation. Only then did he barely suppress his fluctuating emotions. The fire went out, and the ashes naturally floated up. Yan Zhengming suddenly felt a little disheartened.

He let go of Cheng Qian without looking back: "I'll settle the score with you later, follow me!"

The group of people's swords passed through the sky like a long rainbow. Fifty miles passed in a flash. The pink miasma behind them chased them relentlessly. Li Yun looked back and said cautiously: "The demon cultivator who set up the formation may have wanted to use the power of the Demon Slayer Formation to activate his own formation. He didn't expect it to be like this. The peach blossom miasma is connected to the Demon Slayer Formation. I don't know what will happen. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

Yan Zhengming's face was as cold as frost: "Can't others see it? Will you die if you show off less?"

When Li Yun took a look at his senior brother who had a lot of lawsuits on his head, he immediately knew that he was being taken out on. He knew the situation and kept silent.

The back and forth took only a moment, but the situation under Taiyin Mountain was already changing rapidly.

Han Yuan has entered the Demon Slaying Formation, and the violence of the Demon Slaying Formation is even worse than that of the Demon Dragon.

In the formation, flashes of swords and shadows appeared one after another without any source, and flying flowers and leaves turned into ice cones and snow blades in an instant. When people were in it, they didn't know where a sharp knife would pop up from, it might be behind them or even under their feet, and they were in danger of being pierced into a skewer at any time. The situation was unpredictable and there was no way to avoid it even if they were in the air.

Li Yun frowned suddenly: "No, this formation has been modified by someone!"

Yan Zhengming: "What?"

"The Demon Slaying Formation will kill gods and Buddhas if they stand in its way. It is extremely murderous. In order to avoid harming their own side, the operator will usually leave a 'gap' so that it only detects demonic energy and does not harm pure energy." Li Yun said quickly, "But this thing obviously does not distinguish between friend and foe!"

Before he could finish his words, a man in black came running out. Judging from his attire, he was obviously a cultivator from Tianyan. He had no weapons in his hands and was as frightened and embarrassed as a rabbit being stared at by an eagle. In the blink of an eye, a steel knife appeared in front of him without warning. The cultivator had no time to react and was already bumped into by the knife. The steel knife pierced his chest and drew a big cross from the wound, almost cutting him in four.

He died without a complete body.

Yan Zhengming simply didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what kind of shitty luck they had. They encountered evil cultivators, who were fighting each other, and then they encountered the Tianyan Sect, and someone in the Tianyan Sect was secretly rebelling!

At this moment, there is a demon-slaying formation in front of him whose depth is unknown, and peach blossom miasma is chasing him closely from behind.

There is also Cheng Qian around who is not right from the beginning to the end!

Li Yun had already seen the dragon struggling in the demon-slaying formation: "Big Brother..."

"Let's muddy the waters." Yan Zhengming said indifferently, "Now, no matter if we are plotting against others or being plotted against, we have already entered the game. If we don't break the formation, I'm afraid we will all be defeated here."

Li Yun was terrified to see a dark red flash across his eyes, and tremblingly reminded him: "I think you'd better take care of yourself first."

Yan Zhengming turned a deaf ear to him. He had to break the formation. If he was really trapped by this thing and died here, he would die with regrets.

Yan Zhengming thought: "I must know who Cheng Qian is!"

He held his palms upright in front of him, gave a light shout, and slowly opened them. A small wooden sword appeared in his palms. The wooden sword was stretched and lengthened, and then a white light flashed, and a three-foot green sword appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the wooden sword appeared, Cheng Qian immediately had a very subtle feeling. Although it was not painful or itchy, he could clearly realize the connection between himself and the wooden sword.

A sword energy with the power to split the sky and earth apart slashed down vertically like a rotten wood, like purple lightning and green frost, crossing the sky. There was a loud bang, and the entire perimeter of the Demon-Slaying Formation was shaken by the sword, revealing a clear boundary.

The dragon suddenly looked up.

This sword was immediately met with a frenzied counterattack from the Demon-Slaying Formation. Swords and knives fell from the sky like a dense forest, pressing down from top to bottom without leaving any gaps, and fell on Yan Zhengming's sword along with the dark clouds.

When the sharp blades collided with each other, the teeth-grinding "hissing" sound seemed to pierce the eardrums. Countless sparks gradually exploded in the air like long dragons, like thousands of fireworks blooming at the same time, lighting up the evening sky as pale as day.

Yan Zhengming's chest was churning, veins on his hands were throbbing, and he almost vomited blood.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a power that did not belong to him coming from the sword of the soul in his hand, which went up along his palm and instantly soothed his damaged meridians.

At the same time, a layer of fine white frost appeared faintly on the wooden sword.

Yan Zhengming: “…”

So what is inside this unprecedented and unrivaled sword of the soul?

Yan Zhengming was almost furious - how many things had that kid hidden from him!

At this critical juncture, the peach blossom miasma has been chasing after him relentlessly.

As soon as the peach blossom miasma fell into the demon-slaying formation, it was like oil splashing into a boiling water path, and it exploded with a "hiss".

The peach blossom miasma spread throughout the entire demon-slaying formation in the blink of an eye. The strong fragrance floated everywhere, and everyone in it smelled fear from the fragrance.

The protective true energy of a demon cultivator was instantly penetrated by the peach blossom miasma. A dazed look suddenly appeared on his face, which seemed both weird and lingering. The speed of controlling objects became slower and slower, and finally, he fell from the sky without any warning. His flesh and blood dried up, and he turned into a happy zombie on the spot.

The next moment, a dragon's roar resounded through the night sky, and the demon dragon rushed towards the border of the demon-slaying formation that was forced out by Yan Zhengming's sword. The huge dragon body swung its tail angrily and slammed into the border fiercely.

The heaven and earth were in turmoil, the mountains were collapsing and the waters were overturned. In an instant, most of the firepower of the entire demon-slaying formation was attracted by Han Yuan. Countless sharp demon-slaying swords came from all directions and chopped at the demon dragon one after another.

The evil dragon roared, his eyes wide open, and in a blink of an eye his body was covered with wounds, but he refused to stop for a moment. He just turned around and rushed towards the outside of the formation again without hesitation.

Li Yun couldn't help but reach into his storage bag. A thought flashed through his mind and he took out the real dragon flag. He held the dragon flag in his hand, but his hands were shaking violently.

A hand grabbed his elbow. Li Yun was startled and his hand loosened immediately. The Real Dragon Flag fell down and was picked up by someone.

"Second Brother, don't move. If this thing falls into the hands of the demon dragon, you will be a sinner for all eternity." Cheng Qian took the True Dragon Flag and whispered in Li Yun's ear, "Keep an eye on the puddle and Nian Dada. I'll try to find the center of the formation."

Li Jun was shocked: "You..."

Cheng Qian rolled the True Dragon Flag into his sleeves and rushed towards the foot of Taiyin Mountain like an arrow.

He flashed past, and countless demon-slaying swords in the demon-slaying formation intercepted him. Frost blades flew up and down in his hands in a dazzling manner. Cheng Qian carved out a path in the mountain of swords. As his figure passed, a row of sharp weapons frozen in place by the white frost lined up from the air to the ground, like dragging out a very cold white silk.

Cheng Qian's true energy was spinning frantically, and it went straight into his five senses and six senses. If Li Yun guessed correctly, such a large demon-slaying array could not be activated by human power, and there must be some kind of spiritual object in the center of the array. Cheng Qian's original body was a spirit-gathering jade, and his sensitivity to spiritual objects was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Although he might not be able to find it, he had to try his luck.

Suddenly, a figure blocked Cheng Qian's way. Without thinking, Cheng Qian swung his sword across. The two sword energies collided in mid-air, and the man was almost thrown out by his sword. He hurriedly shouted, "Senior, stop!"

It was You Liang.

Of course Cheng Qian saw clearly that it was him, but he didn't give them any face. He had long been annoyed with these troublemakers in Tian Yan's department and planned to kill all those who got in his way.

His second sword chased after him mercilessly in the blink of an eye, and the tip of the frost blade left a huge white circle in the air. You Liang did not dare to take it head-on, and hurriedly stepped back to make way: "Wait a minute, senior, I know where the center of the formation is!"

Cheng Qian glanced at him and sneered, "I never trust the dogs at Tianyan."

"Senior Cheng!" You Liang's eyes turned red. "There are 30,000 defenders from Taiyin here, and there are more than a hundred disciples I brought with me. Even if I am worse than pigs and dogs, how can I watch them die here!"

Cheng Qian paused for a moment, and glanced at the young swordsman who was about to cry: "Lead the way."

After saying that, Cheng Qian flicked his finger and a blinding white light flew out from his hand, straight up into the sky, and exploded into a gust of wind and snow in the air, attracting everyone's attention. Even the demon dragon that was rushing towards the demon-slaying formation turned into a human form on the spot, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked in the direction of Cheng Qian with a cold expression from afar.

You Liang gritted his teeth, knowing that the mission of catching the dragon in Taiyin was impossible, and said ruthlessly: "Follow me."

After saying this, he swung his sword, clearing a narrow path, and led Cheng Qian to the foot of Taiyin Mountain through dangerous situations.

There were several corpses hanging on a big tree at the foot of Taiyin Mountain. You Liangtou said without replying, "These people tampered with the Demon Slaying Formation without permission. I have already executed them, but the formation cannot be stopped. Senior, please take a look--"

There was a huge whirlpool at the foot of Taiyin Mountain, swirling menacingly like an undercurrent in the ocean, with sharp knives and blades appearing and disappearing in it one after another. Just by watching from afar, a Yuanshen sword cultivator like You Liang would be almost unable to stand by the overwhelming murderous intent.

Cheng Qian casually took out a dagger from a corpse. The knife was a good one. He knew it as soon as he picked it up. The talisman on the handle was quite exquisite and was also made by a master.

He held the short knife in his hand to cushion it, then poured his true energy into it, and pushed the short knife into the whirlpool with eight-tenths of his strength. The short knife whistled away with the power of wind and thunder, and the next moment, there was only a terrible "ding-dong" sound, and the three layers of talismans on the outside of the short knife disappeared in an instant, and the knife was twisted into a pile of scrap metal.

If this is the case with steel, let alone our mortal bodies.

Cheng Qian's brows suddenly frowned, and he flipped his palm. Frost began to appear on his body, and a ball of true energy swelled up in his hand.

At this time, Yan Zhengming arrived. When he saw this scene, he immediately stepped forward and slapped his palm from top to bottom, trying to suppress the ball of true energy, and shouted at the same time: "Take it back!"

Seeing that the murderous true energy was about to hit Yan Zhengming's hand, Cheng Qian quickly turned his palm and put it back into his sleeve. Yan Zhengming's palm fell and stopped abruptly on the side of Cheng Qian's face, looking like he was going to slap him.

Cheng Qian stood there motionless, thinking, "If you really slap me, I'll feel better."

However, Yan Zhengming's face changed several times, and he finally put his hand down, squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth: "Who gave you the courage to test the Demon Slayer Formation like this!"

Cheng Qian remained silent, which seemed like a silent confrontation, and made Yan Zhengming furious.

A sneer came from not far away. Han Yuan arrived at some point. He had no taboos and raised his hand to send out a violent demonic energy.

The evil spirit transformed into a black dragon in the air, which swallowed up all the peach blossom miasma around it and rushed towards the whirlpool as if no one was around.

The ground began to tremble, and the center of the formation seemed to be provoked. The vortex suddenly doubled in size. For a moment, the sky was dark, the wind turned into a knife, and the sand turned into a sword. The black dragon was immediately entangled in it, and You Liang was almost sucked in. Everyone's body protection true energy all had cracks to varying degrees, so they had to retreat together.

Yan Zhengming: "This madman!"

Before he finished his words, the black dragon condensed from demonic energy suddenly screamed and dissipated on the spot!

Han Yuan's face turned pale, and he staggered a bit, obviously he was seriously injured. However, he still tried to show off, and said to You Liang arrogantly, "Your faction's ability to fight among yourselves is unparalleled in the world. I have really learned a lesson today."

Cheng Qian touched the True Dragon Flag in his sleeve and suddenly whispered, "Maybe I can give it a try."

Yan Zhengming glanced at him unhappily. Cheng Qian revealed a corner of the True Dragon Flag and quickly glanced in the direction of Han Yuan. Yan Zhengming was stunned at first, but then he immediately understood.

The two exchanged glances and immediately attacked at the same time.

Cheng Qian released the real dragon flag. He was not a waste like Bian Xiaohui. All his powerful true energy was poured into the dragon flag. The soul of the ancient dragon roared out, shining with golden light, as if it were alive.

It turns out that the reason they managed to capture the True Dragon Flag last time was not because the ancient dragon soul was weak, but because Bian Xiaohui, who was activating the flag, was too useless. The flag slipped out of his control as soon as it was unfolded, and the dragon soul could only rely on the impure true energy attached to the dragon flag. Even so, he was still able to force several masters to that point.

What’s more, it was Cheng Qian who activated the dragon flag this time.

Han Yuan was stunned at first, then he realized what it was, and a flash of ecstasy flashed across his face. He was about to make a move when Yan Zhengming, as if he had expected it, thrust a sword in front of him.

Han Yuan was forced to accept the attack, but unfortunately he had been injured by the Demon Slaying Formation before and was out of strength. He was trapped by Yan Zhengming's sword for a while.

The divine dragon was born, and the Demon-Slaying Formation was in turmoil. Cheng Qian put away the Frost Blade and grasped the dragon bone. The dragon bone turned into a spear in his palm. He flew up, and with the protection of the divine dragon, he broke into the center of the Demon-Slaying Formation, which was a devastating formation.

Even though there was a divine dragon in front of him, the murderous aura that was coming towards him still made Cheng Qian's chest stagnate, and the true energy that protected his body was crushed in an instant. He held the dragon bone spear in both hands and drew a circle in front of his chest. The divine dragon immediately curled up into a ball and surrounded him in the middle. The sound of steel colliding came one after another in his ears, and the sharp blades in the vortex of swords and knives fell on the divine dragon like raindrops.

The auspicious golden light surrounding the dragon soul dimmed in an instant.

Cheng Qian had no choice but to take a deep breath and push all the true energy in his body into the True Dragon Flag.

At that moment, he was just like when he was a child, carelessly carving talismans. When he stood up, his Qi sea was almost exhausted, his meridians could no longer bear it, and his whole body was filled with tiny pains like being pricked by needles. However, his dragon soul suddenly became blazing, and the dragon opened its mouth and spit out a pair of golden dragon balls.

The pair of dragon balls looked round and useless, but they were unexpectedly spiritual. They bumped left and right, and even managed to create a narrow path in the vortex, allowing Cheng Qian to see at a glance that there was a glowing object in the center of the formation.

Cheng Qian has always been brave enough to crawl towards his target. At that moment, he didn't care that his energy was about to dry up. He jumped onto the dragon's back even though he had no strength left to steer his sword. He lowered his body and forced his way through the swords and sabers.

Cheng Qian's back was soon covered with wounds of varying depths and sizes, and he was like a fish on a chopping board. The dragon roared, rushed in, and followed the dragon ball to the center of the formation.

Cheng Qian felt that he was at the end of his strength and no longer had time to identify what the core of the formation was. He raised his spear and reached out to grab it in his palm.

This grab brought an indescribable burning pain to the palm of his hand, and Cheng Qian couldn't help but groan in pain.

The center of the formation shifts.

There was a loud bang, and all the sharp knives that were densely packed around suddenly turned around, first slowly and then quickly rushing up to the sky. The outer perimeter of the demon-slaying formation made a "hiss" sound and fell apart on the spot!

Countless large and small holes exploded on the ground. The demon cultivators and Tianyan cultivators who were originally trapped in the formation no longer had time to fight, with their faces filled with the look of having survived a calamity.

At this time, the dragon slowly landed on the ground.

Cheng Qian couldn't catch his breath and rolled off the dragon's back.

Yan Zhengming left Han Yuan behind and reached Cheng Qian in a flash, catching him. Before he had time to check on Cheng Qian's injuries, peach blossom miasma fell from the surrounding area and landed on the ground, forming a layer of fresh and terrifying pink flowers that grew wildly.

Han Yuan snorted coldly, and released a ball of fire with his hand, burning the sea of ​​flowers into a charred black. Thick smoke filled with resentment rose into the sky.

The incident that stunned everyone happened at this time.

The thick smoke seemed to have alarmed something, and a bolt of thunder fell from the sky, followed by a loud noise in all directions. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky, starting from the place where the countless demon-slaying swords in the demon-slaying formation had returned.

The crack gradually expanded from the sky to the ground, as if tearing the entire space apart, and all the living and dead things inside were sucked into the crack.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhengming, Cheng Qian, and the real dragon flag disappeared together.