The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 180, Third Level!

"Oh no! It's going to break through the formation's core!"

Xiao Huohuo was shocked.

Zhuge Qing was completely focused on controlling the formation and had no time to spare for defense.

If this punch hits, not only will the formation break, but Zhuge Qing will also die on the spot!

"Stop it!"

Jian Wuchen shouted loudly, his figure transforming into a streak of sword light, attempting to intercept the punch.

But despite his speed, he was still a step too slow.

The punch was about to land.

"An indestructible golden body!"

A golden figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhuge Qing.

It was Lu Xuan!

He crossed his arms to protect his chest, his chaotic spiritual energy surging wildly within him, pushing his indestructible golden body to its limit.

"boom!"

The enormous magma fist slammed down on Lu Xuan.

"puff!"

Lu Xuan felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward.

"Junior Brother Lu!"

Zhuge Qing's eyes were bloodshot, but he dared not move and could only desperately activate the formation.

"Hurry! Hurry up!"

"Cough cough————"

Lu Xuan struggled to his feet, his bones broken in countless places, yet he grinned, his mouth full of blood.

"He's not dead yet—continue!"

Although this attack severely injured him, it also bought Zhuge Qing a few precious moments.

"Ten Directions Extinction Flame, Seal!"

Zhuge Qing roared and spat a mouthful of blood onto the folding fan.

"Buzz!"

The enormous net of light finally took shape and fell instantly, completely enveloping the lava troll within it.

"roar!!!"

The lava troll let out a terrified roar.

It felt its connection to the magma beneath its feet being abruptly severed!

The power that had been flowing into his body vanished instantly.

The flames on its body began to dim, and cracks appeared on its once indestructible obsidian armor.

"It's a success!"

Everyone was overjoyed.

"Strike while the iron is hot, kill it!"

Xiao Huohuo's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"The blazing sun undergoes nine transformations, scorching the heavens and boiling the seas!"

He unleashed his strongest attack once more, the crimson giant ruler transforming into a towering pillar of fire that slammed down on the lava troll's head.

Jian Wuchen is also one with his sword.

"Dustless Sword Domain, All Swords Return to Their Origin!"

Thousands of sword energies converged into a giant sword, piercing straight into the heart of the lava troll.

Her slender, frosty hand rose lightly.

"The True Scripture of Taiyin, Absolute Zero!"

An intense chill instantly froze the lava troll's legs, rendering it unable to move an inch.

The elders of the Yin Sha Sect and Jian Wuxin and others also stopped holding back and unleashed their most powerful techniques.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Countless terrifying attacks rained down on the lava troll.

Without the support of the earth's vein power, its defensive capabilities are greatly reduced.

It only took a short while.

Its massive body was riddled with holes, and lava and blood splattered everywhere.

"Aww!!!"

Accompanied by a final, unwilling wail.

The lava troll's massive body collapsed with a crash, turning into a pile of rubble.

"call----"

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, then collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

This battle was extremely dangerous.

If it weren't for Lu Xuan's crucial suggestion of the formation, and if he hadn't risked his life to block that punch, everyone present would probably have perished here.

"Junior Brother Lu, how are you?"

Xiao Huohuo rushed to Lu Xuan's side immediately, took out a handful of healing pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"He won't die."

Lu Xuan swallowed the pill and circulated his internal energy to recover from his injuries. Only then did he stand up with Su Qinghuan's help.

Zhuge Qing glanced at the pile of rubble not far away, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"There should be a Fire Spirit Orb inside this Lava Troll."

"That is the core of this second grotto-heaven world, and also the key to the next level."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze instantly turned fervent.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward again.

Although the people from the Yin Sha Sect and the Tian Jian Sect were fighting side by side just now, their eyes were now filled with greed.

"What? Trying to rob me?"

Xiao Huohuo sneered, and the giant ruler in his hand burst into flames once more.

"If Junior Brother Lu hadn't fought so desperately, you would all be dead already!"

"Now you want to burn bridges? Did you even ask me for my opinion?"

Jian Wuchen also silently stood in front of Lu Xuan, his long sword slightly unsheathed, his sword intent chilling.

Although Zhuge Qing was greatly exhausted, he managed to stand up, gently waving his folding fan, a hint of danger in his eyes.

Although the three prodigies of the Ziyang Sect were all injured, their momentum remained undiminished.

The Yin Sha Sect elder and Jian Wuxin exchanged a glance, a hint of apprehension flashing in their eyes.

Although they had a considerable number of people, the battle they just fought had taken a heavy toll, and those three from the Ziyang Sect were indeed not to be trifled with.

Especially Lu Xuan, although he looks seriously injured and on the verge of death, this kid is very strange. Who knows if he still has any trump cards up his sleeve?

"Hmph! Since you killed them, then they're yours."

The Yin Sha Sect elder snorted coldly, unwilling but forced to give up.

Jian Wuxin also withdrew his gaze and said no more.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan didn't stand on ceremony.

He walked up to the pile of rubble and reached out to grab it.

A bead radiating a fiery red light flew into my hand.

It is the Fire Spirit Orb!

"Buzz!"

As the Fire Spirit Orb was taken away, the entire space of the Second Cave Heaven World trembled violently.

Followed by.

A portal of light leading to the Gengjin Realm, the third grotto-heaven world, slowly opened.

"Let's go."

Lu Xuan put away the Fire Spirit Pearl and, without pausing, led the Ziyang Sect members into the gate of light.

This time, no one dared to say anything.

After passing through the portal of light, when everyone's feet touched solid ground again, the scene before them had changed.

The sky was a hazy, leaden gray, devoid of sun, moon, and stars.

Countless sharp strands of Geng metal energy weaved through the clouds, emitting piercing shrieks.

The earth was a single, massive piece of black iron, incredibly hard.

It was covered with crisscrossing sword and knife marks.

At the edge of the field of vision, there stood countless mountains of swords and knives made of various weapons.

Although those weapons have been eroded by time, they still exude a chilling killing intent.

"The killing intent here is so strong!"

As soon as Jian Wuchen landed, the longsword in his hand emitted an excited hum, as if it had encountered a kindred spirit.

As a sword cultivator, he was most sensitive to this kind of aura.

"Everyone be careful, the air here is filled with the malevolent energy of metal."

"If too much is inhaled, the meridians will be severed, and the soul will be damaged!"

Zhuge Qing reminded him with a solemn expression.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately activated their spiritual energy to protect themselves.

however.

They hadn't even had a chance to get used to the environment here.

"Clang!"

A clear, sharp sword cry suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Followed by.

The countless weapon-shaped peaks seemed to come alive, trembling violently.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Countless broken flying swords, shattered blades, and long spears suddenly took flight on their own, converging in the air torrents of steel that swept towards the crowd like a storm!

"Oh no! It's a sword formation!"

Jian Wuchen was greatly alarmed.

"Run!"

The elder of the Yin Sha Sect reacted the fastest, turning and running away with the remaining disciples.

The situation is slightly better for the Heavenly Sword Sect, since they are all sword cultivators and have a certain resistance to sword energy.

But even Jian Wuxin felt his scalp tingle in the face of this overwhelming barrage of swords returning to their origin.