"Bei San Dao set up an ambush in the outer domain of Fengchan Mountain, and no one was allowed to go out. Fortunately, I borrowed the magic weapon that my senior sister in red took from the Demon Emperor's Pavilion, crossed the sky and traveled through the void for a short distance, and was able to break through the siege and come here. I'm looking for you, but even so... It's been more than two hours... I don't know what happened to my master, please, please, please go there..." In front of Tianyi Palace, Ye Guyin was crying, and told Fang Xing about the matter as quickly as possible, but Fang Xing was furious, and felt a flame of anger burning in his heart, as if someone had pinched his heart .
"I don't care if your master is dead or not?"
He grabbed Ye Guyin by the collar: "Is that bastard Wan Luo dead?"
"When I came...he...he was going to enter the sixth team..."
Ye Guyin was almost frightened by his viciousness, her throat was dry.
When Fang Xing heard these words, he also took a deep breath. From Ye Guyin's words, he could tell that the five elders of Daxue Mountain teamed up to enter the first five battles, and they all suffered so many casualties. Now only Wan Luo is left. The old bastard broke into the sixth round by himself, wouldn't he be bullied by everyone? It has been more than an hour now, even if I rushed over, the body is probably cold, right
"Fuck, let a group of old men fight for you, why don't you die?"
Fang Xing was furious, his eyes were reddened, and he called Jin Liuzi, and was about to rush to Fengchan Mountain.
At this time, all the cultivators around were stupefied, they didn't expect this change at all, they were shocked and suspicious, and they were stunned by what Ye Guyin said, what a big event it is to offer incense on the Chan Mountain, but Why didn't all the cultivators hear the news
Looking at the panicked back of the little devil, Lord Long just lowered his head and sighed, without speaking.
There was a touch of disappointment in his eyes. He saw a supreme sword embryo. If he had sharpened enough, he might be able to sever doom for the sea clan in the future, but now it seems that even if he wastes a lot of effort, this sword Sword fetus, after all, has to return to his original position, but his own thoughts have become extravagant hopes. At this time, it is useless to do anything, and he can only watch helplessly.
But at this moment, the Great Golden Crow had already gathered all its energy to roar away, and a white figure floated down gracefully.
It's the dragon girl!
Fang Xing turned his head and looked at her in surprise, surprisingly a little dull: "Why are you here?"
Dragon Girl said lightly: "I will go with you!"
Fang Xing said in a daze: "If I go, I won't be able to be the god son of your universal Taoism..."
Longnu turned her head and glanced at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay!"
All smiles!
At least one person was dumped!
Fang Xing suddenly burst out laughing, his eyes were still red, but he was laughing wildly. He stretched out his arms and put his arm around Longnu's shoulders. Two bloody lights shot out from his eyes, and he shouted loudly, "Jin Liuzi, let's go, let's kill you!" Just those bastards..."
Under the wings of the Great Golden Crow, two extremely powerful gusts of wind have already gathered, and one wing flaps down, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
It specializes in the physical body, and under the blessing of the Miracle family's secret method and the warm nourishment of Genbo's longevity art, its demon body is tyrannical. After using the secret method, in terms of speed alone, it is almost as good as the Nascent Soul's physical body. , it's not as good as Yuanying's Fa Xiangxin moving at will, usually this guy is too arrogant, please don't let him hunch over when Fang Xing is on the road, but now the situation is urgent, so it's a different matter.
"Long Jun, that kid seems to have already given the answer. It seems that you can't be the God of the Four Seas. You still want to take the life of the elder of our Smart Sect for him? You are the Lord of the Sea, but you have nothing to do with Nan Zhan." It doesn't matter, even if it's your daughter, marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog, you can take care of them in small matters, but it's inconvenient to take care of them in such a big matter, right?"
Elder Lingqiao Zong Dezhao also opened his mouth at this time, and the cold air lingered above the Dharma Eye.
"Hehe, yes, if he is my son of the god of the world, I will help him, but since he has made a choice, he has nothing to do with me!" Long Jun held five fingers together, suppressing the invisible mana that cast the seal. After dissipating, the big four-square seal on his sleeve also flew out and fell into the big formation of the Lingqiao Sect, while he was calm and silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed loudly: "My fellows, I haven't come to Shenzhou for a long time, but I didn't want to meet the great event of breaking into the formation and enshrining Zen, so I have nothing to do, how about going to watch the ceremony together?"
Amidst the loud laughter, he flicked his sleeves behind his back, stepped into the void, and headed north.
All the cultivators around looked at each other in blank dismay, and it took a long time to realize that they rushed towards Fengchan Mountain in a hurry.
South Zhan Lidao
This is a big deal!
Yaodi has already decided to set up Taoism in Shenzhou, and the news that the Four Seas Sea Clan is about to set up Taoism has also spread.
This is so exciting to watch!
All of a sudden, all the cultivators headed towards Fengchan Mountain like fish, mighty and mighty.
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"Who said that the old man can't break through the Feng Chan formation by himself?"
At this time, in the sixth formation of Fengchan Mountain, the bloody Wanluo old monster, heroic and boundless, roared loudly, and forcefully inserted a formation flag into the eye of the one hundred and eighth formation, turned around and shouted angrily, It seems to be looking at the thirty-six defenders of this big formation and the formation leader, and it seems to be answering those watching the battle at the foot of Fengchan Mountain who thought he would die in the sixth formation.
The defender of the sixth formation is a young man with a strong wind flag on his shoulder. His cassock on his left shoulder is broken, and he seems to have been slapped. He also stared in awe, looking at the crazy old man, and the young man stared at the figure of Wan Luo, silent for a long time, and finally bowed and bowed in admiration.
"Old man, I always thought that Nan Zhan had no talent, but today I realized that I am a frog in a well!"
After the young man saluted, he got up and sighed softly: "This sixth formation, the boy thinks that he is not at all soft-hearted, and has pushed the big formation to the extreme, but you, old man, while dispelling the power of my big wind flag, calculated I discovered the location of the 108 formation eyes in the sixth formation, and then inserted the formation flags into them respectively to change the trend of the formation, this level of cultivation and knowledge, the juniors admire!"
"Has the old man passed the test?"
The old monster Wan Luo opened his strange eyes angrily, looking at the young man.
The young man carrying the Great Wind Flag on his shoulders planted the Great Wind Flag on the ground, cupped his hands and shouted: "Respectfully send the old man out of customs!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Wan Luo laughed boldly, put his hands behind his back, turned and walked towards the seventh level.
"Senior..."
The young man defending the sixth stage suddenly hesitated to speak, paused, and said, "The seventh stage is not easy!"
Wan Luo stopped for a while, and sneered: "If it's easy, how can I show my ability?"
The young man stopped talking, and after a while, he bowed again.
And at the bottom at this time, Nan Zhan Zhuxiu looked at the staggering figure of Wan Luo, and his eyes were full of tears. No one thought that after more than an hour of hard fighting, everyone thought that Wan Luo had died for the sixth time. However, he still staggered out, and then walked straight to the seventh formation with unabated enthusiasm. His footsteps were a little flimsy, but he never slowed down at all, moving forward bravely.
"Why bother? You know that it is impossible for you to break through ten battles today!"
In the seventh formation, there was an old man in a big red robe sitting cross-legged under an ancient pine tree. He described it as quaint and elegant. He was indifferent, watching Wan Luo come in, the dozens of disciples in Tsing Yi under him were already full of vigilance, but he was not in a hurry to mobilize the formation, he took a sip of tea slowly, and spoke softly to Wan Luo.
"Stop talking nonsense, use it if you have the ability, the old man is in a hurry!"
As soon as the old monster Wan Luo entered the formation, he raised his spirits, pressed his palms, and shouted in a cold voice.
"Hehe, the old man is just a little curious, knowing that you can't do it, why do you insist on doing it yourself?"
The red-robed old man smiled lightly and said lightly.
"It was feasible at first, but I didn't expect you to lose face like this!"
The old monster Wan Luo stepped forward and said in a cold voice: "Do you really think that the five of us didn't do our homework before we came to Shenzhou? In the past three hundred years, there have been seven people who broke through the ten formations of Fengchan, and five of them successfully established Zong Zuozu, one of them, He, was a traitor from Mo Yuan, and given their difficulty in entering the formation, even if it was three times stronger, the five of us would still take it, but now, it is more than three times more difficult?"
There was a trace of indescribable indignation on the face of Wan Luo's old monster.
"If you can't break through, you can't break through. Why are you looking for so many reasons?"
The red-robed old man was also a little unhappy, his eyes rolled up, and a cold light shot out.
"Hehe, if it weren't for your nonsense, where would the old man need to talk about it?"
The old monster Wanluo laughed loudly, took a step forward, his beard fluttered, and he slapped him with a wave of his palm: "Even if you move all the power from the Northern Region of Shenzhou to this Fengchan Mountain, we five old guys dare to make a breakthrough. It takes a while to break through, even if you can't get to Fengchan Mountain in the end, and you can't stand on the road, I still have to teach you the cultivation world of the Northern Territory, and teach the people of the world to know a truth... "
In an instant, the void exploded, and this palm that contained real power transformed into three layers of strength in an instant, and hit the strange man directly in front of him.
"What's the point?"
The red-robed old man looked at the palm, turned his palm and slapped it without looking at it.
The palms of the two met, and immediately aroused a majestic air current. The huge force swelled and enveloped the entire formation. The cloud of smoke trembled unceasingly, as if the building was about to fall, and the old man in the red robe planned to strike Wan Luo with one palm. Unexpectedly, the old monster Wan Luo, who seemed to be at the end of his strength, was so tyrannical that his blood surged, and the force in front of him knocked over the tea tray.
After this slap, he immediately didn't dare to be careless, stood up suddenly, and looked at Old Monster Wan Luo with piercing eyes.
As for the old monster Wanluo, he smiled coldly and continued to answer what he said just now: "Don't always have eyes on the top of your head. If I had the cultivation skills and resources like yours when I was young, how could you count as one?" what?"