into a myriad of slender swords.The surrounding nascent soul cultivators stirred.>They each ignited their lightsabers, which formed streams of light that flowed towards the center of the formation. B...The bronze cone was incredibly agile, its strike missing its mark before it instantly redirected and continued to pursue Qin Sang.

While Wu You Dao used some secret method, his speed surged explosively, rapidly closing the distance between him and Qin Sang.

Just then, a flying vessel in the distance noticed something was amiss here. It immediately changed direction, its speed increasing by several points, blocking Qin Sang's path.

Uyoudao's eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted towards the flying boat, "Form the Qinghuo Banner formation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the flying vessel suddenly stopped, conveniently blocking the place where Qin Sang had buried his treasure.

Then, nearly twenty figures flew out from the flying boat. They were all Qi Refining cultivators, with the weakest being only at the early stage of Qi Refining, but there were also strong ones like the Li surname cultivator, who was a fake Core Formation expert.

After flying out of the Flying Ark, they hovered in mid-air. Among them were three cultivators, including one surnamed Li, who took out a green triangular flag from their pouch.

This triangular flag is exactly the same as the one Qin Sang saw on Shen Gang Peak!

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'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'

Three people simultaneously waved their hands, raising the triangular flag.

Three green flags with bamboo poles soared into the air, standing in mid-heaven, each occupying one of the three positions of heaven, earth, and humanity.

Then, the rest simultaneously urged the blue-yang devil fire within their bodies, and then urged the devil fire to float towards the formation. They made their move without reservation, continuously and relentlessly.

As the Qingyang Devil Fire continuously poured in, the color of the green flags became increasingly dazzling. Gradually, a green fire ball formed between them.

The demonic fire blazed, radiating a ferocious aura.

Qin Sang saw this and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

Of these twenty people, only a few were masters. With his current strength, he didn't look down on any of them. Even if they all attacked him at once, Qin Sang could easily handle it.

But these three green flags don't look simple at all. Once they set up their so-called Green Fire Flag Formation, if the formation is complete, it will definitely be a big trouble!

When facing a pincer movement, one will be very passive.

The only way is to destroy it before the formation is complete.

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But at this time, Qin Sang was being relentlessly entangled by Wu You Dao with a bronze cone, unable to break free. Moreover, Wu You Dao was already close at hand, making it even harder for him to escape in the future.

The bronze cone seized the opportunity and attacked again.

Qin Sang no longer dodged this time, his divine sense drawing the Blackwood Sword and Bronze Cone Needle to face each other.

'Bang!'

The two treasures collided for the first time, shaking violently.

The bronze cone's Qingyang Devilfire dimmed slightly, and the golden rings on its surface cracked a bit before quickly repairing themselves.

The ebony sword was once again shrouded in gloom.

At that very moment, a sinister blood light suddenly surged from the center of the Wumu Sword, instantly transforming it into a blood sword.

Upon seeing this scene, Wu Youdao's heart suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. He reacted quickly, immediately trying to retract the bronze cone, but he was one step too late.

"Wow!"

The ebony sword flashed, and the bloody divine light struck the bronze cone head-on.

In an instant, the demonic fire on the bronze cone dissipated, those fractured golden rings ceased repairing, growing dim and dull, resembling patches of rust. The magic artifact's spirit was severely damaged!

The Bloodstained Divine Light's sneak attack is foolproof.

As long as the opponent doesn't know about the Wumu Sword's Bloodstain Divine Light supernatural power, there is almost no chance of failure.

Qin Sang didn't release the Blood Miasma Light immediately because he wasn't sure if this bronze cone was Wu You Dao's natal magic treasure.

Although the Wuyudao sect was established recently, the Qingyang Demon Sect has a deep foundation. He may have more than one magic treasure in his hand.

Qin Sang hoped even more to destroy Wu Youdao's natal magic treasure, which would significantly weaken Wu Youdao's strength and increase his chances of escaping. But now there was no time for further delay.

The bronze cone flew back into Wu Youdao's hand, bumping and rolling.

"Bloodstain Divine Light!"

Seeing the pitiful state of his magic treasure, Wu Youdao was furious. He never expected that he would encounter a magic treasure forged from ten divine trees.

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The bronze cone was now unusable, and it would take a long time to nurture it back to health. Wu Youdao hated Qin Sang even more for this.

He stared coldly at the ebony sword, knowing that such a magical power couldn't be used again in a short time. Immediately, he flipped his palm inward and patted his dantian.

"Whoosh!"

A verdant gourd flew out from Wu You Dao's dantian, originally the size of a thumb. After flying out of the dantian, it grew rapidly and finally became large enough to be held with one hand.

The gourd flew to Wu You's head, spinning around and pointing its top at Qin Sang.

Through the opening, one could see another fiery world within the gourd's belly, burning with the purest Qingyang demonic fire, about to erupt.

"The bronze cone is indeed not my natal magic treasure!"

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Qin Sang saw the situation and secretly sighed in his heart. He knew he couldn't continue to be entangled by Wu You Dao, so suddenly he opened his right hand, revealing the object in his palm, as if about to throw it.

A wisp of energy was awakened by Qin Sang.

"Virtual Heavenly Thunder!"

As Wuyoudao was stirring the fire gourd, he glanced inadvertently and his expression suddenly changed.

The Virtual Heaven Thunder became increasingly rare, but these cultivators at the Core Formation stage, even if they had never seen it with their own eyes, at least knew what the Virtual Heaven Thunder looked like and were very clear about its power.

If one were to be struck by the Heavenly Thunder, they would probably not see the sun tomorrow.

Wu You Dao was startled and his figure abruptly stopped, dodging quickly.

Unbeknownst to them, Xu Tianlei was merely a decoy.

Qin Sang knew that the range of Xutian Lei was limited. It would be wishful thinking to kill his opponent in such a vast place, so he didn't even think about using Xutian Lei.

Having personally witnessed the rarity of the virtual sky thunder, Wu You Dao certainly didn't dare to gamble whether he had truly activated it.

As it turns out, Qin Sang was right.

As Wu Youdao retreated, he immediately mounted his sword and flew forward with all his might. His sword light was like electricity, flashing before the eyes of those foundation-building cultivators in an instant.

Wu Youdao only then realized he had been tricked, regretting deeply, but there was no time to stop Qin Sang.

The Li surname cultivator remained calm in the face of danger, raising his voice and shouting: "Scatter!"

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The rest of the figures flashed and scattered instantly, but though their formation seemed chaotic, there was a connection within it. The three blue flags remained in place, unaffected.

The fireball in the formation suddenly swelled, then transformed into a fiery stream, charging straight towards Qin Sang.

Some foundation-building cultivators' release of Qingyang Devilfire actually underwent a transformation within the blue flag. This flow of fire seemed slender yet was exceptionally pure; Qin Sang didn't dare underestimate it.

But Qin Sang, after a moment's thought, made an unexpected move. He showed no intention of dodging, his speed didn't lessen in the slightest, and he urged his true essence, attempting to meet the fire flow head-on.

The power of the Qingyang Demon Fire lies in its ability to instantly latch onto an opponent's spiritual energy or true essence, becoming like a bone-deep malignancy that is extremely difficult to remove.

If it were someone else, knowing the power of Qingyang Demon Fire, they would absolutely not dare to do this.

Seeing Qin Sang so arrogant, the cultivators of the Qingyang Demon Sect sneered.

Unexpectedly, the next moment they almost had their jaws drop.

"Boom!"

Qin Sang forcibly rammed into the fire flow, but it was just a flash of his figure.

And those soaring flames, upon touching Qin Sang's true energy, should have immediately adhered and burned fiercely, causing him great pain.

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