"Senior Brother Zhang, the demon cultivator has retreated."
Zhang Tingxian raised his eyes after hearing the words. In fact, the sky was clear and blue, but in his eyes, above the long white clouds, there was actually a layer of magic mist looming. Although he couldn't see the layout clearly, there was also a sheng flag waving. Demons are out and about.
For a long time, the Demon Sect has been like a virtual reality, staring at it with eager eyes, intimidating the formation gate here not to easily rush to help elsewhere. It is also very likely that once a flaw is revealed in the formation gate here, it will immediately become a virtual reality.
But at this moment, Zhang Tingxian saw that the demonic mist seemed to recede as if the tide had receded. After a while, it actually disappeared into the distant sky.
Zhang Tingxian was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this to be an illusion, because he practiced the Grand Vision Technique, which is one of the several superb methods of Taisu Zongzong's practice that specializes in breaking invisible forms.
With his Taoism, it is not difficult to see objects thousands of miles away. It is impossible for the Demon Sect monks to completely hide their traces under his eyes.
But this may not be a happy event. Zhang Tingxian pondered for a moment, his face suddenly became serious, and he called the elder beside him and said: "Elder Liu, I want to know the current situation of the Shengmen and send someone to find out as soon as possible."
He had known that Tian Mozi led more than a hundred demon cultivators to invade Shengmen, but he thought that although the number of demon cultivators was so large, it should still be within the tolerance range.
Regarding Junior Brother Xu, although Zhang Tingxian only knew his great reputation and did not know the extent of his magical powers, the real person in charge of the teaching had made arrangements, which must make sense.
What he is worried about now may be that the Demon Sect has reinforcements, or is it a stalemate? Seeing the opportunity, this demon cultivator rushed to send help.
Elder Liu responded and went, when someone next to him suddenly said: "Senior Brother Zhang, in charge of the real person's decree, we only need to be responsible for the stability of the formation gate. No matter what the situation of the birth gate is, we do not need to leave our post without authorization."
Zhang Tingxian only said: "The master's arrangements have their own reasons, but I also have my own judgment."
Zhang Tingxian was the one in charge. The others just tried to persuade him and said no more. Unexpectedly, Elder Liu suddenly left and returned. He raised his hand and saluted: "Senior Brother Zhang, there is news from the Shengmen."
Without waiting for Zhang Tingxian to ask questions, Elder Liu said: "Tian Mo Zi led more than a hundred demon cultivators to attack... Venerable Dao Miao personally fought against Tian Mo Zi."
Zhang Tingxian had already known this, but he saw a slightly excited look on Elder Liu's face, so he was not anxious and listened quietly. Elder Liu said again: "Subsequently, Han Fashou of the White Bone Sect and Zheng A of the Apparition Sect rushed to the scene. to……"
Zhang Tingxian's expression changed slightly, but he still calmed down. Only then did Elder Liu's eyes show a look of shock and yearning, and he said: "Master Daomiao fought one against three, showed off his magical power, and killed Tianmozi, Han Fashou, and Zheng Ah. In front of the formation, not even Nascent Soul escaped!"
"Without the leadership of the demons, the monks of the demon sect were severely defeated by the monks of our sect. Less than one or two out of ten escaped by various means, and the rest were executed."
"What?" Zhang Tingxian had actually expected it, but after hearing this, he was still not surprised and asked: "With one against three, not only did defeat turn into victory, but no one escaped?"
Elder Liu was waiting for an answer when Zhang Tingxian suddenly raised his hand to stop speaking and said to himself: "What a Tao Miaozi, the master's wisdom is indeed perfect..."
He stood up and looked at the blue sky thousands of miles away. He felt no worries anymore and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Xu would do such an amazing move on the first day of looking south. It seems that in the next seventy-eight days, Consider it a sinecure."
The fog in the South China Sea comes and goes as the days change. There are days when it disperses and times when it reunites.
Taisu Zhengzong's plan to open Nanzhan Baozhou was just a matter of the weather. He had no intention of permanently occupying Nanzhan. Not only was it too laborious, but it also went against the laws of heaven.
According to Master Daochen’s arrangement, the formation will last for seventy-nine days. After seventy-nine days, the formation will be closed. Nanzhan Baozhou may remain sunny for a while, or the fog may return soon, but In any case, there is no need for manpower to be in charge.
"After this battle, the prestige of my Taisu Zhengzong will definitely reach its peak." Elder Liu said, cupping his hands in the empty space: "I, Taisu Zhengzong, are the masters of the real person in strategizing, and there are many talented people in the sect, so why worry about not being happy!"
Zhang Tingxian just smiled faintly when he heard this, but someone else suddenly said: "I think after this battle, Junior Brother Xu should completely overpower Zhong Shenxiu and He Zaidao. No one among the ancestors can compare..."
He suddenly remembered something and uttered a title that had not been mentioned for a long time: "He can be called the number one in Xuanmen!"
Zhang Tingxian shook his head secretly, not because he had any other thoughts in his mind, but because he felt that whether it was Venerable Xuanying thousands of years ago or people like Zhong Shenxiu or Xu Zhuang today, they must have never understood the relationship between Yuanying monks. Keep it in mind.
Those who truly have ambitions will not find it day and night, but after eternal life, the road will be long... Even though I am not talented, I still have this ambition.
Zhang Tingxian was about to close his eyes and block out the high-spirited discussion among several elders. Suddenly, a ray of light flew towards him. Before he got close, Zhang Tingxian saw that it was an impressive elder, Dong Guoyi.
This person is nothing special in terms of merit and deeds, and his responsibilities are only to sit in a small position. Even if the demonic cultivators invade, these first-level Nascent Soul monks will not be able to come in handy until the critical moment, so why did he suddenly leave his position here?
When Dong Guoyi arrived at the altar, he immediately bowed his hands in greeting. Zhang Tingxian just waved his hands and said, "Elder Dong Guo has something to report?"
Dong Guoyi said hurriedly: "Yes, please report to Senior Brother Qi. There was a sudden movement in the direction of the formation where Elder Han and I are, so I asked Elder Han to pay careful attention and come to report it quickly."
"Huh?" Zhang Tingxian frowned slightly, and suddenly there was an omen in his heart.
He had been practicing for more than eight hundred years, and his inspiration was very strong. He immediately knew that something was abnormal, so he stood up and said, "If there is something abnormal, please take me there."
Although Dong Guoyi felt that the matter was strange and needed to be reported to Zhang Tingxian for decision-making, he did not expect that he would actually go there in person, so he hurriedly responded: "Senior brother, come with me."
Zhang Tingxian followed Dong Guoyi and his two men up in the clouds, and quickly rushed to his position. Before they landed, Zhang Tingxian had a strange color on his face. Dong Guoyi was even more surprised and said: "This is nothing special." Within a few breaths, the divine wind movement became more intense."
Zhang Tingxian nodded slightly and said: "This is someone who has broken into the deepest place of the divine wind."
Dong Guoyi's face was solemn, he also knew that this was possible, but this formation was specially deduced by the master master for the plan of Nanzhan. The eight elders of the sect worked together to set up the formation. Even the third level Yuanying monks could not even imagine the fierceness of the divine wind. Anyone who can travel easily and break into the depths must be an extremely extraordinary person.
Just as he was about to ask how to deal with it, Zhang Tingxian's eyes flashed and he said, "Just wait here while I go in to investigate."
Without waiting for a response, Zhang Tingxian made a magic spell, and a spiritual light came from the formation flag and hit him. Zhang Tingxian suddenly escaped into the divine wind.
But I saw a dark sky!
Countless divine winds come and go like flying swords, which may not be less dangerous than the hurricanes and thunder in the South China Sea fog.
Fortunately, with the spiritual light of the formation flag protecting him, Zhang Tingxian was able to turn a blind eye and quickly moved forward in the direction of the abnormal movement. However, after only two or three thousand miles, he suddenly saw a misty yellow light in the divine wind!
Zhang Tingxian narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his eyes to look around, and saw a man in feathers with long hair shawl, holding a bamboo stick, and a round orb like a chicken on the top of his head, which dispersed the precious energy and could resist the divine wind. .
This person relied on the magic weapon to break into the divine wind, but he showed no emotion at all about being in danger. His expression was calm and he fled inside firmly.
"What kind of magic weapon has such special powers?" Zhang Tingxian's eyes moved slightly, and then fell on the bamboo staff: "Eight-section purple bamboo staff...Ye Xuanzhang!"
Who would have thought that the contemporary senior brother of the Xiantian Demon Sect would have such an image of clear features and full of moral energy.
What Zhang Tingxian didn't expect was that he was protected by the spiritual light of the formation flags and separated by the divine wind. Ye Xuanzhang seemed to have noticed his prying eyes, and suddenly turned his head and followed him with his eyes.
The two people's eyes did meet in the air for a moment. Zhang Tingxian knew it was not a coincidence and thought about it for a moment.
This place is far away from the formation gate, and all the arrangements are thousands of miles away. It may not be possible to summon his subordinates to come for help. Zhang Tingxian simply appeared and shouted in a deep voice: "Ye Xuanzhang, how dare you intrude on me?" Taisu Formation!”
Ye Xuanzhang's eyes moved slightly and said: "Zhang Tingxian, it turns out to be you."
Zhang Tingxian frowned and asked suspiciously: "Do you recognize me?"
Ye Xuanzhang did not explain, but said calmly: "I came to Nanzhan not to fight against Taisu. I won't kill you today, so you can go."
Zhang Tingxian was slightly stunned at first, then sneered: "Ye Xuanzhang, I know you are the number one person in the Xiantian Demon Sect in thousands of years, but you are looking down on me, Zhang Tingxian!"
Both of them have attained the level of Nascent Soul. However, in this formation, Zhang Tingxian was protected by the aura of the formation flag, while Ye Xuanzhang had to cast spells to resist the divine wind. Even though one was going up or down, he was even talking nonsense.
Although Zhang Tingxian was not easily angered, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy after hearing this, and sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, and let me see your magical power."
Zhang Tingxian straightened his crown and saw the clouds rising and dozens of cyan auras flying out like rainbows, criss-crossing and arranging to surround Ye Xuanzhang.
Ye Xuanzhuang's expression did not change. He flicked his sleeve upwards and rolled up a strong force of energy. He actually broke through the heavy divine wind and headed towards Zhang Tingxian to kill him.
Zhang Tingxian thought, and dozens of green rainbows branched out and headed towards the Gang Qi. Not to mention that Ye Xuanzhang's Gang Qi was so thick that even the divine wind blowing on it like a flying sword could not cut off even a single inch.
But when Zhang Tingxian Qinghong arrived, he saw it as if it was nothing. He easily passed through the Gang Qi from all angles, and entangled it back and forth several times. Ye Xuanzhang's Gang Qi seemed to have lost control. It suddenly collapsed and was blown by the divine wind. I don’t know where it was taken.
It turns out that Zhang Tingxian is a master who has practiced the "Tai Su Zhen Xing Jing" to an extremely deep level. Not only does his own magic power move around and change in countless ways, but he can also detect the movements of other people's magic power and changes in magical powers like lines on the palm of his hand. He can easily find flaws. When it comes to real fighting, he is particularly good at deciphering and circumventing, and is even more capable of using the small to make the big, and using the weak to attack the strong.
This kind of person is undoubtedly an extremely difficult opponent, especially for Ye Xuanzhang who is currently trapped in a large formation.
Ye Xuanzhang finally frowned. He really had no time to contend with Zhang Tingxian, and he had murderous intent in his heart.
Facing the dozens of green rainbows that surrounded Zhang Tingxian, Ye Xuanzhang's eyes flashed with sternness, and he suddenly pointed his eight-section purple bamboo stick at Zhang Tingxian: "Withered wood divine light!"
A very fast dark divine light came suddenly. Zhang Tingxian opened his mouth and spat out a burst of Tai Su Gen's true energy. However, when it touched the dead wood divine light, it suddenly evaporated like life, and it broke in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Tingxian reacted very quickly and used a false form to escape. His face was not expressionless, but he was sweating. When he raised his hand, he saw only half of his palm, which had become the color of rotten wood. Not only did he move No, what's even more terrifying is that there is no life left.
Moreover, the decaying color was still filling the air very quickly. In the blink of an eye, only two of the five fingers were still able to move, and the wrist joints were stiff. Zhang Tingxian bit his teeth and escaped into the divine wind.
"Isn't he dead?" Ye Xuanzhang's eyebrows moved slightly, his expression disappeared in a flash, and he said secretly: "That's all."
Although it is not a pity to die for those who block my path, at least I had a close friendship with this person when he was walking around the Divine Continent as a casual cultivator.
Besides, this place was definitely not the time to pursue him. Ye Xuanzhang calmly withdrew his magic power and continued to rush deeper into the formation.
Looking south to Baozhou, it’s close!
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Tian Mozi was eager for success and did not gather enough Demon Sect monks. However, Xu Zhuang killed them with a lightning attack. Not only did they lose most of them, but they also lost their liver and gallbladder.
How can such a ragtag crowd be a match for the Taisu clan? Even if there are a few powerful figures, such as Fengyuanliu and Yuejunlan, they can't make any trouble.
It was coming to an end at this time, and many Taisu disciples were wrapping up their affairs. Xu Zhuang went back to the Dharma altar, and just when he settled down, he saw two sword lights coming back and forth, and the step sword master appeared first.
Following him was the white-haired, cold and fierce Yue Junlan. He had been practicing in the cave of the ancestor of the Yue family for hundreds of years, and his cultivation was quite advanced, but he was still some distance away from the perfection of Nascent Soul.
Unconsciously, he was already lagging behind Xu Zhuang.
But no matter what, these people were the true successors of the same generation. Xu Zhuang didn't show any airs, he cupped his hands first and called out: "Senior Brother Yue, Senior Sister Bu."
The Bu Sword Master nodded slightly, his phoenix eyes moved slightly, as if he was scanning Xu Zhuang, but he didn't say anything.
Yuejun Lan rarely spoke and said: "Xuzhuang, your Taoist approach is indeed beyond my expectation."
Xu Zhuang was slightly surprised, but when he looked over, he saw that Yue Junlan's expression was as usual. He also had the same temperament. He was neither jealous nor emotional. He just said: "I saw your swordsmanship just now. If there is a chance, I can compete with you." Fan."
Yuejun Lan is Taisu's contemporary swordsman genius. In terms of swordsmanship alone, he was still slightly ahead of Xu Zhuang at the time of Jin Dan.
The benefits of exchanging swordsmanship with such a person are endless, and Xu Zhuang can do it. However, although he has repelled the demon sect's intruders this time, it is not time to relax, so he responded: "Senior brother, please rest first, and I will teach you how to swordsmanship in the future." "
Yuejun Lan nodded slightly, stopped talking nonsense, displayed his sword light again, and returned to the lower altar.
He had just left when Fengyuan Liubi suddenly arrived and met Xu Zhuang. His eyes flickered slightly and he took the initiative to clasp his hands and said, "Junior Brother Xu."
Xu Zhuang smiled and returned the salute. He originally thought that Fengyuanliu was here to report on the battle situation, but unexpectedly he said, "I have a piece of news that perhaps needs to be known to Junior Brother Xu."
Xu Zhuang frowned slightly and asked, "Senior brother, please speak."
Fengyuanliu said in a deep voice: "There are reports from other formation gates that Ye Xuanzhang of the Innate Demon Sect broke through the divine wind alone and entered the Nanzhan Treasure Continent."
(End of chapter)
