Not long ago.
In the quiet and eerie atmosphere of the Yaochi event, the Yaochi Saint slowly fell from the sky.
The white gauze on He Pianpian's face was blowing in the wind, and the exposed eyes were extremely beautiful, as calm and peaceful as a stream.
Countless people looked at him, and many young disciples who saw his true appearance for the first time could not take their eyes away.
"Some things have happened in Yaochi recently. I didn't provide good hospitality. Please forgive me."
He Pianpian's voice sounded like a clear spring, like a spring breeze. Many people smiled and shook their heads.
Yaochi has always avoided the world. Except for the Nine Holy Lands, the people invited are judged based on their closeness and closeness. They never care about the strength of the sect and the size of the sect. Many small sects have also been invited here, so it has an excellent reputation.
If something is difficult, I believe that no one will evade it within the power of everyone present.
But the problem is, except for a few people, no one can help with the difficulties encountered during this trip to Yaochi.
He Pianpian raised his head slightly, glanced around, and stayed on the three round platforms for a while.
Xi Jiu grinned and patted his chest.
The old monk from Lingyin Temple nodded slightly.
Su Mo was eating flat peaches and seemed to be very satisfied.
Regarding the matter of Yaochi, since someone came to the Holy Land, it was naturally because of the previous instructions given by the master.
He Pianpian smiled slightly, knowing what was going on, and said with a smile: "Everyone can play in my Yaochi later, whatever you want."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen women floated in from afar in the air, their temperaments were like orchids in the empty valley, their dresses were fluttering, and they danced in the open space.
For a while, the atmosphere in the venue was noisy, like a fairy banquet.
But at some point, many people on the larger round platform at the highest point had disappeared.
...
There are three golden mountains gathered together in the depths of Yaochi. There are countless complicated runes hovering on the mountains, some of them have dimmed, and some of them are shining brightly.
This is the world-famous Yaochi Demon Locking Formation.
The mountains are indestructible meteorites from the sky, formed naturally, and those runes are the demon-suppressing talismans that are necessary for the ancient formations to integrate the two rituals and four phenomena to deal with evil spirits.
This mountain has stood here for more than thousands of years.
At this time, many people gathered at the peak a thousand feet away from the three mountains.
Xi Jiu looked at the behemoth in the distance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this the immortal monster?"
He Pianpian nodded calmly.
Su Mo raised his eyes and looked into the distance with a calm expression, showing no emotion at all.
The old monk of Lingyin Temple clasped his hands together, thought for a moment, and said, "Amitabha, the demonic aura is overwhelming. This demon is indeed terrifying."
"Because of the age, and the fact that Junior Sister Qinghua, who is responsible for repairing the formation, was severely damaged by Qianchuan Land a few days ago, the seal is even looser. This time, I will trouble you all to help restrain the formation while I repair the formation in Yaochi. Monster, lest it break the seal.”
As soon as He Pianpian finished speaking, he continued: "The people in the Land of Thousand Rivers are acting strangely, seriously injuring my junior sister Qinghua who is in charge of the formation in Yaochi. As expected, she has a bigger plan, so I am afraid of causing complications, so I only shouted a few words this time. Don’t mind if you come alone.”
Xi Jiu vowed: "Don't worry, I specially brought the trapped dragon pile from Liubo Mountain on this trip. Even the real dragon can't break free."
Su Mo looked into the distance and suddenly asked: "Since Fairy Qinghua was seriously injured, who is in charge of the formation this time?"
"Qing Hua originally learned formations from Junior Sister Tianyin from Yaochi. Unfortunately, Junior Sister Tianyin has passed away, so I'm here."
A cold voice sounded.
The breeze blew by, and a majestic and noble middle-aged woman appeared on the top of the mountain.
Everyone bowed and saluted, "See the Holy Lord of Yaochi."
The Holy Lord of Yaochi was wearing a purple and gold robe, with a gentle smile that was just right on his flawless and perfect face, "This matter has troubled you all, I will bear it in mind."
Su Mo took the lead and said, "Let's get started."
After saying that, he took off the cloth bag behind him, waved his hand casually, and the ancient sword Zhutian galloped through the air.
Such as Hong Zhongda Lu.
Boom!
The ancient sword was instantly inserted into the tops of three mountains, and the three tops began to shake and buzz.
The majestic sword energy like a river or a sea flowed down the mountain, climbed through the mountain and clung to the surroundings of the faceless behemoth.
"The ancient sword Zhu Tian, I didn't expect to be able to see it after so many years."
An inexplicable emotion flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master of Yaochi, and he smiled and said, "Is your master okay?"
Su Mo replied: "Still still in seclusion."
There was another rapid sound of breaking through the sky.
Xi Jiu took action, and a huge red pillar in his sleeve shattered into the void.
Looking from a distance, it is a huge red dragon flying.
The dragon pillar has three sections, connected by black iron. Xi Jiu holds one end, and the other end emits a dazzling red light, trapping the monster in the rock.
As if he noticed something strange, the huge creature that was as high as the sky and the earth moved slightly.
Three towering mountains began to shake violently.
The old monk from Lingyin Temple took a step forward, whispered and chanted, and countless Buddha lights emitted from behind him.
Following a murmur, a golden lotus emerged from the sea of clouds in the sky and hovered over the mountain.
The Buddha's light then shone down, and various Buddha statues appeared in the light.
There is a Buddha sitting high on the lotus platform, with thousands of Buddhas and Arhats at his feet. We can vaguely see the fighting Buddha with angry eyes, the Maitreya Buddha with a big belly and open chest, the Bodhisattva holding a pure vase, and eight heavenly dragons entrenched in the sky around him.
The Buddhist kingdom in the West, although flashy, has already begun to take shape.
Yaochi He Pianpian looked a little surprised. This old monk's cultivation level was not obvious, but he had already achieved Arhat status.
The Holy Lord of Yaochi slowly took a step forward and was about to say something when he suddenly stopped.
A slight cough sounded.
A frail woman with a slightly pale face appeared here.
"Qinghua?"
He Pianpian was a little surprised. She went over to support him and said, "Why are you here?"
The woman with a delicate face smiled slightly and turned around and said, "Master, let me reshape the seal this time. After all, I am the most familiar with this place."
The Holy Lord of Yaochi frowned slightly and said, "How is your injury?"
Fairy Qinghua smiled and shook her head. She did not have a peerless appearance, but her whole person had a weak temperament and looked like an orchid in an empty valley.
Su Mo looked at her, and after a while he smiled and said, "Why was Fairy Qinghua attacked and killed by Qianchuan Land in the first place?"
Seeing the other person's eyes, Fairy Qinghua subconsciously looked into the distance, smiled gently, and said, "I don't know, maybe I feel that my realm is the lowest."
Su Mo snorted softly and said with a smile: "It seems that the fairy is really unlucky."
Fairy Qinghua looked calm.
Suddenly, a roar that shook the sky came from the depths of Yaochi.
He Pianpian turned around and frowned: "It's the Immortal Tomb. No, its soul is suppressed there."
"Qing Hua will continue on my behalf and reshape the seal as soon as possible. I'll go take a look."
The Holy Lord of Yaochi made a quick decision and disappeared from the place after speaking.
Qing Hua slowly walked to the front of the crowd, her hands constantly changing, and she pinched a mysterious seal.
Wisps of spiritual energy appeared from her body, and then turned into countless weird runes, stopping quietly on her body.
Qinghua pointed in the air with both hands, and her aura completely changed, like the girl next door suddenly turning into a master who controls everything.
The runes that passed through her slender fingers seemed to turn into indestructible power and were embedded into the three mountains.
The mountains that were still shaking slightly suddenly became quiet and no longer trembled at all.
Seeing this scene, Xi Jiu clicked his tongue and said: "Such a young formation master, it's really...
fear. "
He Pianpian also smiled happily and said: "Junior sister Qinghua's formation talent is the best in my Yaochi for thousands of years."
The girl stood in front of the crowd, lowered her head slightly, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised for no apparent reason, and a trace of black light flashed in her eyes.
...
A huge roar resounded throughout the forbidden area called the Immortal Burial Tomb in Yaochi.
A monster with billowing black air rushed out of the ground.
The whole body was covered by black mist, and the specific shape could not be seen at all.
The countless light gates on the top of the mountain emitted extremely astonishing auras, but fell silent again in an instant.
Many sages in Yaochi who were qualified to be buried here did not choose to take action.
Not because of fear.
But this ferocious-looking monster didn't require them to take action at all.
Just like Shen Yu said, the ghost is actually an ordinary sea beast. It absorbs the filth of the world and has powerful power, but it is still timid by nature, so it transforms into such a powerful form.
Shen Yu walked out of the light door, and almost instantly, he said: "Don't let it get close to the nightmare soul."
The nightmare is the immortal demon that Yaochi has suppressed for thousands of years.
Roar!
The ghost's body was filled with ferocious flames and black aura, and its voice was violent and chaotic. It seemed that it was greatly stimulated, and it ran towards Shen Yu.
Fairy Ling Hua stepped in the air, peach blossoms appeared under her feet, and ripples spread over a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
Wave with one hand.
The invisible monster, which was exuding black energy, flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground.
At this moment, countless powerful auras rushed towards this side.
In addition to the Holy Master of Yaochi, there are also two old women with unfathomable auras and many disciples.
As if being stimulated, the ghost curled up slightly.
next moment.
Faint singing echoed around, and a mirror-like circular door appeared in the air.
The ghost's mind can see through.
The Holy Lord of Yaochi frowned slightly.
This magical power is extremely weird. It doesn't care about a person's level of cultivation, it only depends on their state of mind.
Anyone with flaws or flaws in their mental state will fall into inner demons and be unable to extricate themselves, no matter how high their cultivation level is.
The Holy Lord of Yaochi said: "Two elders Shui and Mu, hold on!"
The two old women with unfathomable auras took action at the same time.
Shui Lao smashed into the sky gate with one sleeve.
Mu Lao hit the monster body directly with one sleeve.
boom!
The door suddenly shattered without any suspense, and the ghost also let out a violent wail.
Shen Yu subconsciously raised his hand and then put it down.
He always felt that something bad was going to happen.
The ghost is not strong to begin with, but Qianchuan Land specially brought it here. Why?
Shen Yu looked around.
The black fog dissipated, and the ghost finally revealed its true appearance.
The figure is crystal clear, with narrow eyes and several long beards.
The younger brothers in Yaochi all showed surprised expressions. The ghost that was quite famous in Linghuang was actually an ordinary jellyfish?
A tiny black mist emerged from the top of the jellyfish's head and slowly floated in the air.
The black mist was extremely small, but it felt so huge and cold.
Countless people subconsciously feel that their bodies are cold.
When Shen Yu saw this scene, his eyes narrowed.
next moment.
The strong wind roared, and his figure carrier, Feng Lei Sword Ming, slashed forward.
