"boom!"
Thunder fell from the sky, and in an instant, the eyes were white and translucent.
The magic cultivators around the formation covered their eyes one after another, and their expressions changed in dismay.
Cultivation is not easy, and no one wants years of hard work to come to nothing.
When a cultivator escapes, he will leave a hole in his mood, especially the one who flees out of fear—but if the green hills are there, they are not afraid of running out of firewood. For example, Venerable Guiming simply avoided Shi Feng and ran away. Demon cultivators have always turned their backs quickly. Seeing that the situation is unclear, it is possible to choose a new position. It is better than being scared and hindering cultivators.
Anyway, they can't soar again. The most important thing is their own strength. One day after another, if even this cost is lost, it will be difficult to turn around.
On the other hand, the more than ten Yuan Ying Taoist priests and god-turning elders who came from the Heluo faction were pale, but they did not show any signs of shaking.
"Let's start!"
Countless golden lights converged into long bright arcs, and then gathered and intersected, layer upon layer of pressure emerged, from the river surface to the mid-air, they fell into this brilliant light curtain.
Immediately after, the silver talismans floated in the formation, and the bright arcs seemed to flow like life. They took the initiative to wrap each talisman, and happily ran to the other one, which instantly outlined the magnificent Sumeru. scene.
Then there were twenty-eight bright lights on the ground.
The stars of the week, the four images and the seven luminaries.
The thundering light was in the formation, and the river below began to churn, and the black air filled the air, and this huge golden net of the formation, no, this is no longer a net, but a floating space composed of overlapping talismans. The pavilion, the more gorgeous the scene is, the more terrifying power it contains.
The first formed lines have become the outline of the pavilion.
Talismans are like layers of bricks and tiles, they are eaves, columns, and beams of bucket arches.
In this magnificent pavilion, you can not only see the distance through the talisman, but also see the surging spiritual power fluctuations after each overlap of the talisman.
The momentum was like an ocean tide, and those scattered cultivators who were hiding ten miles away and wanted to see the situation were all shocked.
"What, what is this for? Isn't it just a monster?"
Even the magic cultivators outside the formation broke out in cold sweat.
This is like a cook who is about to kill a chicken. Although he knows that the chicken is flying all over the ground, he is ready for trouble, but when he is about to go out the door, someone else throws a mace. Say take, this is the weapon we have prepared.
Not even a knife!
It is the chef who has only heard its name all his life and has never seen a real mace!
No matter how stupid the cook was, he couldn't help but let his feet go soft at this time, trembling and asking, "What kind of chicken is that?"
The faces of the magic cultivators were pale, and they instinctively wanted to protect themselves in the face of the surging spiritual power fluctuations—this was the last step in the formation of the formation. Under normal circumstances, cultivators in the formation have to encounter the impact of spiritual power fluctuations.
It's just that this kind of thing is generally regarded as a benefit by monks! Before going into battle, instilling inexhaustible spiritual power, the kind that can be used regardless of the magic correction path, is not the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but the purest spiritual power that does not need to be transformed.
But now
The vast and majestic spiritual power constitutes a wave visible to the naked eye, one after another, as if to destroy everything. The monks who are in it can't even escape, and can only be like a broken sampan at the top of the wave.
"Ding."
A crisp copper ring vibrated.
To the cultivator who closed his eyes and prepared to fight to the death, it sounded like the sound of nature.
They slowly opened their eyes and saw the grand formation. At the top of the floating pavilion, there appeared a golden pillar with a height of 100 feet, with delicate dragon patterns on it, like the main beam and column of the pavilion.
There are several huge brass rings on the column body, which vibrate and strike on their own with the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, making a pleasant sound of nature.
"Fairy Artifact..."
An elder of the Heluo faction was too excited to speak.
Before the battle of catastrophe, because the gods could descend to the earth, there were countless gods and beasts in the ancient wasteland. However, after the ancient wasteland shattered the land and Shenzhou, and the road to heaven was cut off, the gods were finally legendary. Immortal artifacts are becoming rarer and rarer.
Not to mention that this kind of power is infinite and shakes all directions.
Under the dark clouds, in the thunder light, there are still nine phantoms of dragons floating in the aura, making a silent howl and roar.
"The Immortal Weapon Locks the Dragon Pillar!"
The two Nascent Soul cultivators who conspired to plan the birth of the dust python from further away blurted out exclamations.
This sound was felt even by them who were hundreds of miles away. At this moment, they looked up at the sky, their faces turned blue, and they trembled with anger.
"How could this be?"
The cultivator, who was wearing a black robe and kidnapped the white centipede before, sternly questioned his companion: "You got the dzi in the mouth of the Yinchen Python in your previous life, and after swallowing it, you have the memory of Yinchen Python III. You said that the She family is just an ordinary woman, Because of marrying a Juren who failed the test for a long time, she worked hard all her life, and died of poverty and illness after a few decades of old age. The people she knew and met did not have a monk, and no one would care about her life or death. She Yunniang just died three times. Today, why did Yuzhou even set up such a large formation?"
Fu Lieyun, who kidnapped Zhonghu, choked for a moment, and said with difficulty: "It may be that the grievance of the dust python is too strong and bad luck, which attracted the attention of the Gorefiend..."
"nonsense!"
The monk was furious: "Yin dust python only has grievances when it first dies, and then it becomes weaker, and even gods are difficult to find. She died in the river, and the river flows endlessly. Unless you happen to be standing on the bank, you can't find it at all. Are you saying that our luck is so bad that there is a Mahayana monk standing by the river in a daze, or a spirit transformation monk who is very bored and goes fishing for fish in the river and touches She Yunniang's cage?"
Fu Lieyun was speechless.
"Did you deceive me, or did you just want to plot this fairy weapon?"
Facing the questioning of his companions, Fu Lieyun was unwilling to take the blame, and immediately sneered: "What am I trying to do with this fairy weapon? I am a member of the Chixia Sect in the Western Regions. After ascending, I can join the Kunlun Sect in the Heavenly Realm and be blessed by Immortal Lord Hansong. , only you will be tempted by the mere immortal artifact."
"Really?" The other party also sneered, "Fu Lieyun, I don't want to expose you! The Kunlun faction will not accept you at all! Because you listened to the instigation of the great apprentice of Daxueshan Qiankun Guanliang Qianshan in your previous life and secretly joined him. Digging into the homeland of Beixuan Sect, trying to find the legendary Beixuan secret treasure, although I found nothing, but the time has come. You picked up the Yinchen Python Dzi Bead that Venerable Splitting Heaven knocked down before his death. Without the help of this Dzi Bead, How could your mere strength in the late Nascent Soul be able to soar within a hundred years?"
Fu Lieyun frowned, his eyes showing murderous intent.
"Liang Qianshan's eldest apprentice was later killed by Ji Hong. You thought no one knew about it, and you didn't get any benefit at all, so you left it behind." The cultivator sneered, "In the end, you Unexpectedly, after ascending, I went to the Kunlun School, devoted myself to practice, and prepared to join. As a result, I dug up some worthless little things in Daxue Mountain. Instead, you were completely exposed, and you were immediately expelled. Immortal Hansong did not Take your life, and you didn't publicize it, so you thought others didn't know about it?"
"Snapped!"
The cultivator stretched out his hand to block Fu Lieyun's fierce blow, but still kept laughing: "When I woke up inexplicably and found that I was not in the heavens, I was actually in the human world. The time went back more than 400 years ago, and I met you unexpectedly. Each found that the experience of the other was different from what they should have in their memory. If you talk about it and join forces, you just lied and said that you have been an ordinary immortal in the Kunlun School since your ascension. Can't Xiaoxian Wei Mo be on the stage?"
Fu Lieyun struck again with his palm, and the ground was blackened, turning the soil into quicksand.
The man took a step back and shouted: "You lied to me first, don't you allow people to tell me? Now that you and I are in an infighting, what good is it for you."
"Humph."
Fu Lieyun finally spoke and said bitterly, "Zhao Weiyang, what do you have in mind?"
"Your way back." The cultivator sneered subtly, "If it is the way of heaven going back in time, then only we are thrown back into the world, and the people in the sky will forget about us?"
Fu Lieyun's face was ashen.
"Although you haven't digged the hometown of the Beixuan faction in your life... If the memory of Immortal Hansong is still there, what's the point of everything you've done now?" Zhao Weiyang smiled arrogantly, "I know that your hatred is hard to settle. It's not that Chen He deliberately pretended to be nervous about those worthless little magic weapons. You don't think of them as good things that you can't figure out how to use. You even took Feisheng with you and brought them to the fairyland, which made you expelled. Out of the mountain gate, there is nowhere to go."
"Shut up!"
Zhao Weiyang didn't care, but laughed: "When you approached me, you pretended not to know that I joined the forces that were enemies of the Kunlun faction. At first, I was really fooled by you, and then I figured out, Fu Lie. Cloud, Fu Lieyun, you are prepared with both hands, such a deep scheming! You take a stand on the surface, pretend to believe in me, but in fact you are always vigilant that I will do anything to you? You have inquired about our secret, and you can go back after you have ascended. To please the Kunlun faction, it is really impossible to turn to our side to fight against Kunlun... Fu Lieyun, you are too clever to reckon, but you have fallen down. Now you only have one way left, just follow me. "
Zhao Weiyang said sarcastically: "Now you and I are helpless, only each other is left, it's not good to turn your face, think clearly and understand, you only have to ascend, and then kill the Kunlun faction on the battlefield!"
Fu Lieyun looked at him fiercely.
"What are the things you dug up? Immortal Lord Hansong just expelled you for the inheritance of the Northern Profound Sect, and secretly spread the word to all the forces in the Immortal Realm and refused to take you in. You are willing to fly like 3,000 years ago. Just like those unlucky bastards, they spoke out of their persecution of the Beixuan faction…”
"enough!"
Zhao Weiyang looked at him indifferently: "The world is just like that. Eight thousand years ago, the Nanhe Sect of Beixuan Sect was torn apart. Eight thousand years later, when we go to heaven, the two sides are still facing each other. The Kunlun Sect is the lackey of Tianzun Beixuan, you I have no chance with them anymore, I can only come to our Nanhe, right?"
Following his words, a rainbow suddenly appeared in the distance.
The stars are trapped in the dragon formation, complete.
At the same time, the black energy gathered out, covering the sky and the sun, appearing brazenly in the thunder light.
"Dust Python..."
Zhao Weiyang stared at his companion, and smiled grimly: "Fu Lieyun, do you think you still have a way out?"