As the sects continued to move to the Great Lakes, and under Lin Yifeng's restructuring, the Taiyi Yuan Seal Formation gradually shrank inward. Qi Huan looked far away at the rippled land, and the evil cultivator seemed to be aware of the formation blocking him. It was changing, and it was approaching the formation without even taking a step back, staring eagerly inward.
The ancient storm is no longer as violent as before, but it is still spreading outward at a slow speed. Now the west has broken through to the outside of the formation, rolling up thousands of dust and vegetation, and more than a thousand evil cultivators have been retreated.
Judging from the expression in his eyes, Qi Huan must have known that the evil cultivators were also very afraid of the storm that penetrated the heaven and earth. Even the woman who led the army and was known as the master of the Red God Palace and her chariot carefully avoided the place where the storm swept.
Zhao Shun entered such a terrifying place...is there any room for him to escape unscathed?
Not only did he think so, but the master of the Red God Palace also had this thought. Su Gui relied on the protection of the true form of the Red God, so he was able to survive by chance. The storm that swallowed up the world was so powerful that half of the Red God Palace was destroyed. The scale of the storm in Mize Great Lake was even greater than that of other places. It shocked all the Shinto monks who came here for the first time, and even the disciples of the Red God Palace who came together lost their voices.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid I'm overly worried. That person should have died long ago. It's a pity that the secret treasure was also left in it."
The Lord of the Red God Palace sighed twice, and his eyes fell on the two monks who were talking fiercely in the car. Because the old cultivator activated the large formation, the Shinto's originally unstoppable conquest was suddenly blocked. Those who advocated a quick battle were anxious, so they called everyone to One day, they wanted to break through the formation and enter the formation.
"The method to break the formation has been broken for a long time. I just told you yesterday that there is a unique talent in the old cultivator who hides the formation eyes very well. We can't even find the formation eyes. How can we force it?" Breaking this formation? Aren't you being unreasonable?"
"Hmph! Formation Eye. If you can break through the Formation Eye, what is it called a strong breakthrough? Of course, with the power of ten Fenxuan great monks like me, we can tear open this barrier, send the army directly in, and then kill all the old cultivators. !”
"It's so stupid, the old formation..."
"Okay!" The Lord of Chishen Palace pressed her knuckles on her forehead, showing a bit of fatigue. The various Shinto sects have been at odds for a long time. Even if they fight together, there is rarely a day of peace. This is what worries her the most, and she puts her jade hands on the case. With a gentle tap, his chest rose slightly and he said, "If the classics I checked are correct, the formation that blocked us is called the Taiyi Yuanyin Formation. When the old cultivators fled into the Great Lake of Mize, this formation existed. The Shinto ancestors did not make up their minds to completely annihilate them.
"The effectiveness of this formation is extraordinary. Its origin can even be traced back to an old sect thousands of years ago. If you want to forcefully break it with external force, even thousands of Fenxuan will be useless, let alone the meager strength of you and me."
Although the Shinto monks were eager, their thoughts were not simple. They gradually figured out that there was no better way than waiting. Unless one of them could take the lead to be able to compete with the monks who cultivated the formation, breaking the formation was just a lie.
"Then if there is such a formation, why don't we let them go again like our ancestors did? We can't kill them all!"
"That's not the case." The jade beads in Chishen Palace's hair were shaken softly, "No matter what the formation is, it must be maintained by the supply of spiritual energy. The Taiyi Yuan Seal Formation is so powerful, and the amount of spiritual energy required is not trivial. The old The resources and foundation of cultivators are not as deep as mine. Sooner or later, they will run out of spiritual energy and the formation will collapse without an attack. If you look at the continuous withdrawal of the old cultivators in recent days, you will know that he does not have much left to do this. "
Hearing that the formation could be destroyed without attack, the Shinto monks immediately felt relieved. Before getting up and leaving, they listened to the instructions of the Lord of the Red God Palace. The Land of Storms was about to escape from the formation. Remember to keep the underground disciples away from this place, and then they exited one after another. Its driving.
In the next three days, the Taiyi Yuan Seal Formation retracted inward by more than 6,000 miles. The Shinto monks felt that they were sure of victory. When they were going around the storm, they saw a monk holding a sword in the air looking at him coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
He had an extremely indifferent expression. He was wearing a black robe with narrow sleeves and a small white jade sword on his crown. He didn't need to take action. Just standing in the air made the Shinto army tremble.
"That man has been standing outside the storm for more than three days. I don't know why he refused to leave. In the past, there was a formation that blocked us, so we couldn't move forward. Now that the formation has been withdrawn from here, I still can't take him down... "The person who spoke was born with gray hair, which was pulled up into a simple bun on the top of his head. Although his face looked like that of a young man, his gray hair made him look more like he was in his forties or fifties. Before he could finish all his plans, he rushed out of the car. He shouted loudly:
Gu: "Jiu Xiu, I'm here to kill you!"
Several Shinto Fenxuan beside him gritted their teeth and cursed secretly for being cunning, angry that he had taken the advantage. The Fenxuan monk's body cultivation was a great supplement, and his soul could even be sacrificed and refined into a magical medicine. It could be said that he was full of treasures!
Only the Master of Chishen Palace felt something strange and looked at Qi Huan intently: "This man has such a strong aura. Since ancient times, I have heard that sword cultivators are the most powerful in the world among monks in attacking and killing, but this man makes even me tremble..." No, Gray Dove is being reckless!"
Her willow eyebrows stood up, and she couldn't help shouting to stop the gray-haired young man from taking action. Unexpectedly, the sword cultivator who was standing with his sword in mid-air retreated for several miles, with no intention of fighting with him. Even if Huijiu offered his soul flag, it was only Sweeping it lightly, he turned around and quickly entered the formation with his sword.
He is a coward who refuses to give up without a fight!
Huijiu was furious, thinking that he had missed a great thing. Seeing Qi Huan's speed when wielding the sword that he could not match, he was also very afraid. Even when he retreated to the military formation, he still calmly looked towards the bottom of the place where he was standing. Look around.
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"What kind of treasure is here that the old cultivator can't forget..."
Outside the ancient land of Kunxing Mountain is a vast forest. Now half of it has been swept away by the storm, but the rest is equally green, with many towering trees blocking the skylight.
No one had informed anyone of Gray Jiu's trip, and even his colleagues from the Blood Crow Clan kept secretly away from him, hoping that he could only get the treasure that Qi Huan missed so much and not share the spoils with others.
He knew how terrifying the storm was, and after several failed searches, he considered approaching it.
Suddenly, a white light appeared in the vast forest. Gray Dove shouted in his heart, "Good treasure". He kicked off his legs and fled to that direction. After a while, he stopped with a frown, because the place where the white light shone was right inside the storm, especially when the black and white intertwined. conspicuous.
"That's..." His breath was suffocated, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. The white light showed a shape, which was a small jade-like tower. The hands under the tower were also white and slender. Looking up, it turned out to be a very young man. woman!
Her snow-skinned appearance and cold brows were not surprising, but what frightened Gray Jiu was that she stepped out of the dark storm with her beard and tail intact, but she was only a late-stage Yuan Yuan cultivator!
He was looking at the woman, and the woman also looked at him. After a moment of daze, her eyes were filled with murderous intent. She grasped the small tower in her palm, formed hundreds of flying swords behind her, and attacked Gray Dove with all her strength!
How ridiculous it is to use Ning Yuan's body to fight Fenxuan!
Just as this thought flashed through Gray Dove's mind, the next moment the flying sword approached. The sword's edge was still a few feet away, and the sharp sword intent swept across all directions with an overwhelming force!
