Unexpectedly, the Demon Sect has such a means to set up such a psychedelic formation in such a short period of time.
Ye Qingxuan glanced left and right, and said slowly: "This formation has been arranged in a hurry, and the focus is on trapping the enemy, in order to buy time for Luo Po's enemy."
Yan Jueling glanced at Ye Qingxuan in surprise, "You know how to form formations?"
"Know a thing or two." Ye Qingxuan used the "Langhuan Lingmiao Pavilion" to exchange for a hundred arts in his body, and he dabbled in a lot of formations, but rarely used them.
While talking, Ye Qingxuan found a few stones from the ground, arranged them according to the direction of the pile of stones he saw in front of him, and then calculated with his fingers. Under his calculation, the original dozen stones continued to increase until they reached a hundred. Above the stones is the position of the pile of stones where the formation is pushed by itself.
It's only time for a cup of tea, Ye Qingxuan jumped up happily, "Forget it. This way!"
Ye Qingxuan took the lead, no body skills, just walked forward, Yan Jueling followed closely, first turned left three times, then turned right again, moved forward once, turned left three times, turned right again, and moved forward...
After going back and forth like this for several times, the surrounding clouds and mists suddenly dispersed, and they came to a large open space.
There are only a few strangely shaped stone statues in the open space, and nothing is there.
Ye Qingxuan stopped, did some calculations on the ground again, and said: "This is the eye of the formation. What I am looking for is the position of the 'Tai Gua'. Whether it is extremely peaceful or not, this place is the least dangerous."
Yan Jueling looked around coldly, and said calmly: "We didn't come here to find a safe place, you'd better find a few seniors quickly, and track down Luo Podi together..."
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding air suddenly trembled, and a scream went straight to the sky.
Ye Yan's expression changed immediately.
"Not good, Luo Podi's internal injuries are more than half healed!"
The two judged from the stellar energy in the howling sound that Luo Podi's injury hadn't completely healed at this time, but he already had the ability to do it.
Ye Qingxuan's face was dignified, and after a very quick deduction, he immediately got up and walked forward.
"This way..."
The two bypassed the three stone statues and went straight to Kunwei.
Just two steps away, suddenly a gust of wind blows towards them, Ye Qingxuan and Yan Jueling jumped up almost at the same time, waving their weapons.
Dang, dang!
The sound of dense metal knocking sounded, and countless hidden weapons exploded sparks around the two of them.
"Small tricks."
Yan Jueling let out a cold snort, and [Wuqi Chaoyuan Sword Art] swung violently like the morning glow, and more than a dozen stone statues on the open ground were shattered at the same time. Amidst the screams, all the masters of the magic sect hidden inside died. !
Only one person turned into several figures in a flash and fled in all directions.
"Tengsnake?" Yan Jueling exclaimed, getting up to chase after him.
Ye Qingxuan quickly grabbed him and shouted: "Don't chase after the poor, be careful of fraud."
The snake landed among the stone piles not far away, looked at the two and laughed and said: "Hehehe, Ye Qingxuan, Yan Jueling, then you can only watch me go! As a long time no see gift, There is an old monk in the crevice of the stone, I will hand it over to you to collect the corpse! Hahaha... "
ah!
The two of them were startled at the same time, and they were about to ask them carefully, but the snake disappeared in the distance amidst the laughter.
Ye Qingxuan hurriedly searched for it, and sure enough, he saw a corpse in a gap in a mound of dirt. With one move with one hand, the corpse was captured from the air to prevent any traps.
After a glance, the two couldn't help being silent.
The deceased was a monk and an acquaintance. He is the younger brother of Zen master Wu Nian, and the monk Wu'an who once served as the representative of the Great Chan Temple in the Twelve Elders' Association.
The point between the eyebrows was pierced by a finger of sword energy, and the brain was completely empty.
"The snake is really poisonous." Yan Jueling said in a deep voice.
"It's a means to hook Chen." Ye Qingxuan probed for a while, and said lightly: "Master Wu'an's skill is profound, and he is not under the four great monks. Even if it is a sneak attack, Teng Snake will definitely not be able to kill him in one blow. And..."
Seeing Ye Qingxuan hesitate to speak, Yan Jueling asked, "And what?"
Ye Qingxuan said solemnly: "Emperor Gouchen still has internal injuries that have not healed, even if it is him, I am afraid..."
As if thinking of something, Ye Qingxuan whispered "Offended", and shattered Monk Wu'an's monk's robe with his palm. After a closer look, the two gasped in unison.
Just behind Wu'an, a huge palm print covered the entire back, condensing into a purple-black color.
"The Mahamudra of the Esoteric School?" Yan Jueling exclaimed, "Long Su Dunzhu?"
"it's him!"
Ye Qingxuan said in a deep voice: "This bastard really has an affair with the Demon Sect... No good! Palace Master Lin and the others are afraid they will be ambushed!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang outside, and the entire formation trembled violently.
This kind of vision has never been encountered since the two of them entered the formation. Even the sound of fighting close at hand could not be transmitted to the formation, and the vibration at this time was like the sky falling apart, and it was definitely not something ordinary people could use.
The two raised their heads in amazement. Beyond the clearing, the rocks in the distance rose up to the sky, like a giant dragon coming out of the ground.
"let's go!"
Without saying a word, Ye Qingxuan led Yan Jueling into the formation again.
Turning left and turning right, I don't know how many turns, and the eyes of the two are once again empty——
hum!
Suddenly a gust of wind came from all directions at the same time, the two of them felt as if they were in the middle of the sea, their bodies were under the tremendous pressure of the sea water, no matter how superb their martial arts were, they turned out to be unstoppable and unavoidable avoid.
In times of crisis, the two showed their magical skills, and Yan Jueling's whole body suddenly burst into colorful rays of light, seemingly soft and boneless, but extremely resilient, and he forcibly dealt with each other's blow.
On the other hand, Ye Qingxuan's hardness was more calm, and a transparent but strong protective aura suddenly formed outside his body, forcefully forcing the opponent's aura out of his body, and at the same time, he had the power to counterattack, stabbing upwards with a sharp knife.
This thorn is like a fish jumping over a dragon gate, and instantly transforms into a dragon, breaking through the ubiquitous pressure of sea water.
"Huh?"
The person who made the shot gave a startled cry, as if he was quite surprised by Ye Qingxuan's break free.
Long—
There was a sudden sound like waves crashing on the shore, and the astonishing force of the palm slapped towards Ye Qingxuan again.
But this time, Ye Qingxuan was calm and unhurried, he didn't make any moves, but retracted the round moon scimitar, and said loudly: "Senior Guihai, don't you remember this junior's saber?"
The shocking palm strength suddenly disappeared, and Yan Jueling took a sharp breath, panting continuously like a rescued person from drowning.
In a flash, a "Purple Yihou" Guihai Yizhen, who was wearing a purple robe and looked like an imperial nobleman, slowly appeared, stared into Ye Qingxuan's eyes, smiled, and said, "It really is you. I remember your eyes."
But Ye Qingxuan was even happier, "It turns out that Zi Yihou is really loyal, and he is willing to help at this time."
"It's just returning Lin Nanxuan as a favor."
Gui Hai Yizhen sighed sadly at this time, and said lightly, "But unfortunately, I'm still a step late. Come with me."
After finishing speaking, Zi Yihou turned to lead the way.
Ye Qingxuan and Yan Jueling looked at each other in blank dismay, and at the same time had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Guihai Yizhen led the two of them around two stone piles, and arrived in front of a stone platform, on which lay many figures, including the four great monks of the Great Zen Temple.
"Master Miaoxiu, Master God See?"
Ye Qingxuan quickly saw the two most familiar faces in the crowd.
Monk Miaoxiu's face was like gold paper, his lips were pale, lying on the ground like a dead person, motionless.
The two divine monks, Shenjian and Fazhao, fell to the side, both of them were seriously injured, which shows the tragic situation of the battle at that time.
The four great monks saw three of them, but only Master Daocheng, who possessed the magic skill of subduing demons in the Buddhist sect, disappeared.
The thin and withered Shenjian stood upright with one palm, and proclaimed the Buddha's name, saying: "Amitabha. My Buddha is merciful, but Junior Brother Miaoxiu's excessive exercise has hurt his mind. If Zi Yihou hadn't come in time, Junior Brother Miaoxiu would have almost fallen into the devil's way..."
Miaoxiu's [Samadhi Mind-Shaman Brahma-Magic Kungfu] uses a bodhicitta to control the appearance of demons and form "devil-refining Buddha fire" outside the body.
Fazhao, who was as fat as Maitreya Buddha, was slapped on the chest and spat out blood. At this moment, he laughed to himself and said, "That old lama, Long Su Dunzhu, even resorted to a sneak attack. Compete with Brother Wu Nian, but find trouble with me."
Ye Qingxuan stepped forward to greet him, and said in a deep voice: "As long as the master is safe, he will seek revenge from Long Sudunzhu after his injuries are fully recovered."
"Revenge, hehe, I can't take revenge." Monk Fazhao said with a ruddy face and a smile: "The matter of eliminating demons and defending the Tao is left to your descendants. I will follow Senior Brother Daocheng to see the Buddha..."
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback, "What? Master Daocheng already... Where is the master's injury, Ye Mou knows a little bit about medicine..."
Monk Fazhao patted his belly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Long Sudunzhu's palm shattered my heart, and I couldn't be saved. There are fellow disciples here, so it's quite lively, haha..."
As soon as the laughter stopped, Master Fazhao bowed his head and died.
The expressions of the surrounding monks darkened, and they all whispered the Buddha's name in unison.
"Young Xia Ye..."
Guihai Yizhen called softly, and Ye Qingxuan flew over.
"This formation prevents the transmission of orders, so it is impossible to send orders. Please also leave Shaoxia Ye and order a general attack. Lin Nanxuan and the two masters have already penetrated into the formation, and we must have assistance..."
Ye Qingxuan said solemnly: "I'm afraid it's a bit slow to move the rescuers now, I'll go to support, brother Yan, you come to pass the order!"
"Okay!" Yan Jueling responded directly to the errand without hesitation.
Gui Hai Yizhen nodded, and handed a fan with drawn graphics to Yan Jue Ling, and said: "This is the route map for entering and exiting this formation, take it well, and don't get lost."
"Don't worry, I'm going now."
Yan Jueling flew away, and disappeared into the formation after a few ups and downs.
Knowing that Gui Haiyi really wanted to protect the wounded here, Ye Qingxuan cupped his hands, changed another direction, and entered the formation again.
Ye Qingxuan knew that although Gui Hai Yizhen fought out of righteousness, he suffered some internal injuries in the battle with Yuan Laizhou. If he wanted to support Lin Nanxuan, he would have to face half-step masters of mythology, including Fire Worshiper and Long Sudunzhu, not to mention Luo Podi who didn't know how injured he was...