Many children bring many blessings; my master's wife is forcing me to marry nine of my senior s

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly resonated throughout the entire battlefield, carrying the unique pressure and mockery of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Upon hearing this, Su Meili, the master's wife, curled her red lips into an extremely cold smile.

She ignored the White Bone Master's provocation and instead turned her head slightly.

He quickly transmitted his voice to Zhou Tian and the others behind him, his voice clear and calm, directly stating his target:

"Zhou Tian, ​​do you see that guy in the blood-red robe? That's Gu Yue Xue Hai."

"You and the other three, including Ruyan, will deal with him! Remember, once the sword formation is activated, you must finish the battle quickly and decisively, giving him no chance to recover!"

Her gaze immediately shifted to the White Bone Master, her phoenix eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"As for this old skeleton... hand it over to me."

Zhou Tian nodded emphatically, his gaze instantly locking onto the blood-red figure in the air.

At the same time, Liu Ruyan, Zhao Qinglian, and Lin Qingyu, the three women beside him, stepped forward simultaneously.

Four gazes, sharp as swords, pierced the Ancient Moon Blood Sea, their auras subtly intertwined, and the rudimentary form of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was already circulating in their minds.

"Senior sisters, let's try to kill this old bastard!"

"good!"

Three sharp shouts, spoken in unison, yet each carrying a distinctly different sword intent.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Four dazzling sword rainbows of different colors shot into the sky from the longswords in the hands of the four people!

Purple-gold, moon white, light blue, golden blue.

The four-colored sword lights were not chaotic, but rather intertwined and entangled in a mysterious and profound trajectory the moment they took off.

East.

Liu Ruyan pointed her sword at the sky, and an endless aura of killing intent emanated from behind her.

The Immortal Execution Gate is established!

The west.

The Zhou Tian Zi Xia Sword swept across the sky, its dragon-like roar echoing through the heavens.

The Immortal Slaughtering Gate stands!

south.

Zhao Qinglian's sword transformed into flowing water, turning into a raging vortex that burned the heavens and boiled the seas.

The Immortal's Gate stands!

north.

Lin Qingyu's sword drew upon ice and fire, creating an absolutely desolate, frozen wasteland.

The Immortal Gate stands!

With the four gates in place, a terrifying aura that was vast, ancient, and domineeringly powerful suddenly descended!

With the four people at the core, a chaotic sword domain covering an area of ​​a thousand feet in radius was instantly formed.

The Blood Sea of ​​the Moon, which had just been showing disdain, was completely enveloped, along with the large area of ​​space around him!

Within the sword domain, sword energy crisscrossed, killing intent permeated the air, and the four elements rotated, as if forming a world of its own, isolating the inside from the outside!

"What?!"

The eerie smile on Gu Yuexuehai's face froze instantly.

He felt as if he had suddenly sunk into a quagmire, his body covered not only by the sticky air, but also by the omnipresent and incomparably sharp sword intent!

The sword intent was so strong that even his supposedly immortal Blood Demon Corpse Body felt an instinctive tremor!

"This formation... how is this possible?! What kind of formation is this?! Its aura is so domineering?!"

A storm raged in Gu Yue Xue Hai's heart. He suddenly widened his eyes and frantically scanned the four people who were in charge of the sword formation with his divine sense.

This sight shocked him even more, and he could hardly believe his own perception.

"Golden Core! They're all at the Golden Core stage! That kid... just over a month ago, he was considered a Qi Refining waste, and now he's actually at the mid-Golden Core stage?!"

"Those girls... they've all broken through too?! What's going on?!"

The overwhelming doubts and sudden sense of crisis threw him into a panic.

The pressure from this sword formation far exceeded that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators!

"Fellow Daoist White Bone! Save me!"

Gu Yue Xue Hai could no longer care about saving face and let out a sharp shriek.

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His body surged with crimson light as he attempted to forcefully break through the sword domain's blockade.

Master Bai Gu also sensed the extraordinary nature of the sword formation, and the ghostly green flames flickered violently.

He snorted coldly and waved the bone scepter.

A gigantic, pale white bone spear instantly materialized, accompanied by a mournful, ghostly wail, and was about to shoot towards the sword formation.

However, just as he released the bone spear, a cold female voice rang out.

"Your opponent is me."

The next moment, a red shadow flashed, and Su Meili's graceful and sexy figure appeared out of thin air in front of the trajectory of the bone spear.

Su Meili remained barefoot, standing in mid-air.

The red dress clung tightly to her body amidst the raging energy turbulence, outlining breathtaking curves.

That naturally alluring face was expressionless at the moment.

Only those phoenix eyes, like eternal ice, coldly gazed at the White Bone Master.

She didn't even use any magical artifacts; she simply raised a slender hand and flicked her finger at the whistling, pale bone spear that came hurtling towards her.

"Ding!"

A clear, crisp sound, like jade striking each other.

The terrifying bone spear, powerful enough to pierce mountains and annihilate Golden Core cultivators, shattered with a single, effortless flick of her wrist, turning into a shower of bone dust!

The ghostly fire in the White Bone Master's eye sockets suddenly contracted!

"Su Meili! You...."

His hoarse voice carried a hint of disbelief.

According to intelligence reports, Su Meili was severely injured and had not yet recovered from burning her Nascent Soul essence, resulting in a significant loss of strength.

However, the purity of the spiritual energy contained in that finger strike and the effortless control it displayed were far beyond what a severely injured Nascent Soul cultivator could possess!

Su Meili flicked her fingers lightly, as if brushing away a speck of dust.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority and... a hint of mockery: