Looking at Nan Tian Yijian who fell upside down.
Fengtian City seemed to have returned to 300,000 years ago and saw the desolate young master who was unable to practice and whose family was ruined.
I saw that fallen young master standing in front of thousands of ordinary people, shouting out over and over again: I want to serve the ideals of the world, I want to work for the great harmony of the world, I want to ask for help from ordinary people, and reopen the path of cultivation that all ordinary people can practice.
"The same way of practice, the same character, and even the same ideals in the world."
"Damn blind man... you are such a great disciple. Every word and deed is really modeled after you."
Feng Tiancheng looked at Nan Tian Yijian and recalled that Nan Tian Yijian had just shouted "please for life for the common people" with great enthusiasm. He couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.
"Lao Qi, are we really not going to take action?"
The six hundred proprietors were a little worried and said to the sneering Feng Tiancheng: "After all, we all have to rely on thirty-three mountains to survive now. We can't really let them die here."
"Haha..., don't worry so much, it's not yet time to take action."
Feng Tiancheng shook his head and sighed: "Master, you have just returned from the Kingdom of Death. You don't seem to know that Little Lu'er is also from Qingtianfang. Moreover, Little Lu'er is not as fragile as you think."
"Lu Chen is from Qingtianfang!!"
Hearing Feng Tiancheng's words, Liu Bai Dongzhu's eyes widened. He only knew that Lu Chen was extremely talented and had merged with the Pisces card, but he had never known Lu Chen's origins.
"Are you surprised?"
Feng Tiancheng pursed his lips and smiled, and then said: "However, Xiao Lu'er is indeed from Qingtianfang, and he is the real Qingtianfang, the Qingtianfang where the main body was born."
"When I was practicing cultivation, the battles and opportunities I encountered were extremely abnormal."
"However, what little Lu'er has encountered during this period seems to be even more perverted than what he encountered back then."
"The current situation has not even reached the level of one thousandth of the last time. Therefore, Xiao Lu'er does not need our intervention,"
Say it.
Feng Tiancheng sat up quietly under the Green Emperor Sacred Tree. He wanted to see how Lu Chen would deal with it.
At the same time, he also wanted to see the shocked expression of the 600th owner when he saw Lu Chen's "abnormal opportunity".
After all, such famous scenes are rare.
Seeing Fengtian City sitting down, the six hundred masters were floating quietly in the air.
He also wanted to see subsequent changes.
In this era when spiritual energy and resources have been exhausted, what kind of unnatural acts will the perverted Lu Chen in Fengtian City's mouth do?
outside world!
Wang Xiaolong and others have already caught up with Nan Tian Yijian.
Although, the thirty-six flying swords were still burning with golden wish power, and they were even frantically killing the disciples of the Third Academy as they advanced.
However, Nan Tian Yijian's body no longer showed any aura of willpower, as if Nan Tian Yijian was just a mortal who was seriously injured and unconscious.
There is no breath of willpower and no energy blessing.
As an ordinary person, he suddenly stumbled into the place where the monks were fighting.
"Walk!"
Wang Xiaolong glanced at the flying sword behind him, then directly picked up Nan Tian's sword and left.
Nan Tian Yijian was no match for Yun Ping, and it was even more impossible for them to defeat Yun Ping.
At this moment, they chose to escape not because they were afraid, but because they wanted to send Nan Tian Yijian out of the gathering formation.
They can be brave and fearless of death, and they can also sacrifice heroically, but Nan Tian's sword cannot do it.
During this period, Nantian Yijian's actions gave them hope that ordinary people could cultivate in the wild and reopen the path of cultivation.
In fact, they have already seen the dividends brought by Nantian Yijian in themselves.
Therefore, even if they risk their lives, they still have to send Nan Tian Yijian out of this prison formation.
Chongxu disciples, 2,236 of them, surrounded Wang Xiaolong and Nan Tianyi Jian, and continued to rush out of the formation.
However, when they came to the edge of the formation, they saw Master Jun frantically attacking the formation, but they couldn't get out.
The aggregation formation is centered on Yun Ping and opened with the Chief Token. There is already a certain awareness of friend and foe.
But only now did they realize that this gathering formation was ridiculously strong.
"Wang Xiaolong, what should we do now?"
Zhang Liang looked ahead at the nearly transparent aura marks, and suddenly had no idea in his mind.
"We can die, but Nan Tian's sword can't do it. As long as we have the power of will, ordinary people will definitely have a way to live. The hardships we suffered in the past will no longer have to be endured by future generations of practitioners."
Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to press the spiritual energy mark, but was directly shaken away by a force.
"The aggregation formation has not been completed yet. No matter what, we must successfully send Nantian Yijian out before then."
Bai Yiwei, his eyes narrowed, said to Wang Xiaolong and others: "Wang Xiaolong, you know the power of wish better than me. You can find a way to awaken Nantian Yijian. I am good at formations, talismans, and seals. Perhaps, I can find a way out in the carvings."
After saying that, Bai Yiwei took out a token from his arms and began to search for nodes in the aura carvings.
However, Bai Yiwei was not sure that he would be able to find a solution to such a powerful gathering formation in a short time.
Outside the formation, Mr. Jun attacked the formation crazily.
Within the formation, Wang Xiaolong and others continued to persist.
However, they don't know how long they can hold on.
Perhaps it was when the spiritual energy was exhausted, or perhaps when Yunping completed the aggregation formation, but no matter what, they could not sit still and wait for death.
In the center of the formation, Yun Ping was roaring crazily.
The deaths of Qi Chao, Cai Gu and others made him feel inexplicable fear again.
Especially when the thirty-six flying swords rekindled their golden will power, killing the disciples of the three courtyards all the way, and flew towards him with great momentum, he felt a strong sense of worry.
At this moment, Yun Ping couldn't care less about the Chongxu disciples who were fleeing, let alone the disciples from the Third Academy who were scattered by birds and beasts.
What he cares about most is the formation underneath him.
What he was most concerned about was whether the reopened gathering formation could be completed before Lu Chen and others regained their strength.
"There's still a little left, just a little left."
Yun Ping murmured, and the speed of kneading in his hands continued to increase.
However, Yunping always felt that Chief Baiyun's token was like an invincible hole. No matter how much spiritual energy he put into it, it would always be swallowed up.
However, the formation constructed based on Chief Baiyun's token has yet to take shape. In fact, after such a long time, the Baiyun Tianjian Sword Formation has not been completely drawn.
Yun Ping couldn't help but wonder if he had missed something, or if the order of describing the formations was wrong, which was why the formation could not be opened for a long time.
Yun Ping kept pinching the spell.
Now, time is of the essence for either side.
Soon, Nan Tian Yijian's thirty-six flying swords appeared in front of Yun Ping.
One flying sword, two flying swords...
Thirty-six flying swords, starting from one, advanced one by one, and finally dozens of flying swords were killed between the eyebrows of the ancestor Fengtian.
The sudden attack made Yun Ping's hand movements become a little sluggish.
Even with Nan Tian's sword, the defense that could not be broken before was easily broken by the roar, and the speed of breaking was extremely fast.
Thirty-six flying swords have completed a round of attacks.
No one continues to control the flying sword.
However, after one round of attack, the flying sword closed itself into a giant sword.
With the power to open up the sky, with the will of the sky.
From top to bottom, it struck Yun Ping, who was located between the eyebrows of the Fengtian Patriarch.
Seeing this scene, Yun Ping frowned tightly.
He doesn't understand.
Half an hour ago, the flying sword could not break through the final defense.
This time, it was so powerful that it tore apart the layers of defense he had left in the formation.
Yunping was stunned for a moment.
The giant sword had already struck between the eyebrows of the Fengtian Patriarch, and the closed giant sword directly smashed the last line of defense of the Fengtian Patriarch with a mighty force, and then struck Yunping fiercely.
As the sword light approached, Yun Ping woke up from his daze.
It's too late.
Yunping didn't have time to pull away. He didn't even have time to summon a weapon to resist. He could only stretch out his hands, hoping to use the fake Okita's defense to resist the sudden attack of the giant sword.
Unfortunately, all defenses were too hasty.
Yun Ping even forgot that his hands were holding two crucial tokens.
There was a bang.
A wave of spiritual energy vibrated and spread to the surroundings from the place where the giant sword came into contact with Yun Ping's arms.
The golden light was so dazzling that Yun Ping could not see clearly what was going on there.
Wait until the golden glow gradually dissipates.
Only then did Yun Ping realize that the bones in his arms had been shattered.
Without the slightest preparation for defense, even the pseudo-Okita's cultivation was unable to withstand Nantian Yijian, a sword with invincible will.
It was also at this time that Yun Ping felt a biting pain.
"Uh...ah..."
Yunping roared angrily, and while repairing his arms, he discovered something even more terrifying.
The gathering formation is rapidly disintegrating.
At this time, Yun Ping also remembered that when he stretched out his hand to block the giant sword just now, he did not put the two chief tokens back into the package.
At the moment, Yunping didn't care about repairing the injury, and he instilled spiritual energy into the token again.
However, among the tokens in his hands, only the Chief Token of Biyan accepted his power, while the Chief Token of Baiyun did not react at all.
"How is this going……"
Yunping looked at Chief Baiyun's token in panic, only to find that Chief Baiyun's token was broken into two halves directly from the middle.
"How can this be……"
Yun Ping looked surprised.
The chief token already existed in this area when Fengtian Mansion was founded.
The casting materials are impossible to explore at all, and the six chief tokens are extremely strong. The ancestors of Fengtian once tried their best to test them, but they did not leave a gap in the tokens.
But now, Chief Baiyun's token was broken into two halves.
Yun Ping looked at the other token, only to find that the other token was intact, with no cracks at all.
"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible."
Yun Ping shouted twice in shock.
The two tokens are made of the same material. Under the attack just now, it is impossible for one to be broken while the other is intact.
Yunping wanted to check Chief Baiyun's token again, but as soon as he started, he was stunned on the spot.
"Could it be..." Yun Ping thought of a possibility.
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