Just as the seventh star was revealed, the monks who had been lurking in every corner of the desert began to take action.
The old man lying on the back of the weird camel looked at the starry sky. The naughty and casual look on his face had disappeared, replaced by an eager and solemn expression.
With a sound of "Pa!", he reached out and took out a thin wooden stick, and gave the horse a hard blow on the butt.
"You big stubborn sheep, it's your turn to work harder!"
"Hey~~" The alpaca was slowly swaying forward, and when it suddenly received this blow, it screamed in pain.
"Drive!" The old man ignored it and slapped it on the butt again.
The alpaca understood that its owner was not joking with it. It spread its hooves and ran forward. Looking at the direction, it was heading straight for the Holy City!
In another large tent in the desert, eight monks in different costumes were sitting around, some were men and women, some were old and some were young, some were strong men like small towers, and some were dwarves like children.
This group of people not only have a strange appearance, but also an astonishing state of mind. They are all at the lowest level of the mid-stage Yuanying. There is an old man who is already at the peak of the middle stage. He is only one step away from being a great monk in the late stage of the Yuanying!
Several people were discussing something around an old map.
"The seven stars have gathered together, and it will take some time before the restriction is at its weakest. Then we will join forces to break the formation, and I hope that we can get a place by working together!" said the old man in soap robe who had the highest level among them.
"Brother, there are less than ten positions in Long Danwu?" the child-like dwarf asked, his voice as sharp as an old man's.
"Yes, the places are limited, and the fight is extremely fierce, so we just hope to occupy a place!" The old man in soap robe said softly.
"A position!?" Several people nearby asked questions.
"How can one place accommodate our eight weirdos from Qijiayi!" A big man with red skin next to him asked hummingly.
"Yes!" The dwarf also asked.
"It's good to have one seat, why don't you want to occupy eight more?!" the old man in soap robe said with a smile.
"Before his death, the Lord of the City passed down a message that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons here. You must not be greedy. All you need to do is work together to win a seat. The eight of us will take turns to practice."
"ah!"
"Could it be that if the eight of us join forces, is there anyone in the world who can resist?"
Several people were stunned for a moment, as if they couldn't believe it.
"Don't be arrogant because of your past achievements. You will understand when the time comes."
"Now that the secret realm is about to be opened, I will not hide it from everyone. I will tell you the details of this place.
It is said that one day of practicing under the Dragon's Mist can be equal to ten years of hard training outside. What's more precious is that it has the miraculous effect of prolonging life. So even if there is only one place, each of us can practice for nearly a day, and even if we practice on the edge, the effect will be several times faster than outside. "The old man said softly, and several others also listened attentively.
"Who is the opponent? What state is he in?" A woman in green asked. This woman was originally pretty, but because her face was covered with long and thin scars, she looked ugly and hideous.
"I don't know. The city leader said that the opponents are only strong but not weak, and they are all top forces in various places. It is best for us to find a force to join forces with."
"I asked you to stop your cultivation and practice the Eight Immortals Formation hard just for this moment! Because it is a matter of confidentiality, I have never made it clear. Please don't blame me." The old man in soap robe said softly.
"ah!"
"I see!"
"It's all up to the elder brother's arrangement." After hearing this, several people finally understood the elder brother's painstaking efforts. They immediately lost their arrogance and responded in unison.
Next to the Holy City, in an underground cave, silver threads covered the entire cave.
Two people stood outside the cave.
A middle-aged man, with a slender figure and elegant face, light blue eyes, wearing a floor-length purple robe, holding two crystal beads as big as walnuts, playing and turning them back and forth.
The other person was slightly thinner and had sharp edges, and was slightly older. His eyes were dark and shining like stars, and he was holding a long black snake-headed staff in his hand.
The two of them looked at the spider web-like threads in the cave in front of them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Tian Xing Gou, you usually don't boast that your earth skills are unmatched in the world. This time I want you to break this formation!" The elegant man twirled the crystal beads in his hands and said to the elderly monk next to him with a hint of ridicule.
"Hey, you night dog, don't you go around bragging that you have the dark magic power and swords intact, why are you still standing here without going in? Are you afraid that this little silver cord will hurt you?" The man with the snake staff sneered and said directly replied.
"You!" The elegant man suddenly became angry when he heard the voice, "Brother, you haven't learned much of my uncle's magical skills, but this skill of talking is truly passed down!"
"Junior brother, don't provoke me. If you don't accept it, you and I will fight here and it won't be too late to break the formation!" said the man with the snake staff.
"Haha! You say it as if you have defeated me!" The elegant man looked up to the sky and laughed. "This is an opportunity that only comes within a thousand years. I don't want anything to go wrong. It's not too late to come out and fight again!"
"Then stop talking nonsense and break the formation first!" The man with the snake staff raised his staff, and a ball of silver flame shot out and hit a silver thread.
The flame fell on the silver wire and actually entangled the silver wire like a snake.
In the blink of an eye, the silver thread seemed to burn and turned into a line of fire.
When the elegant man next to him saw him taking action, he made a sacrifice with one hand. Two crystal beads flew out and suddenly transformed into two crystal clear flying knives.
There were two crisp sounds of "ding dong", and the flying knife struck the silver wire, but was bounced back.
The man's face was a little ugly, and he slashed with one hand with a flying knife again. The two flying knives struck the same place on the silver wire like wheels.
After a stick of incense, the silver wire slowly became thinner in the flames, and finally broke with a "snap".
Almost at the same time, the other silver thread could not withstand the series of attacks from the two flying knives and was also disconnected.
"It's not slow!"
"Hey, stop talking nonsense!"
The two looked at each other and activated their magic weapons to attack again! My love, how can you not pay attention to this or popular online articles, let’s chat about online articles together~
