Not long after flying, they were stopped by a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect.
"Uncle Zhong is not free. You said you are an array master, so let me teach you a few words."
The disciple who stopped them briefly understood the situation, then waved the disciple who sent them back, saying that he would handle it, and turned his head towards Li Qingfeng. Seeing him nodding, the man stopped talking nonsense and asked directly: "Let me ask you, when setting up a formation, what is the first thing?"
The man was also wearing a white sword robe, but instead of blue patterns, he was painted with various gold and silver threads. His name is Jiao Sheng, he is forty-two years old, has reached the state of perfect Qi training, and is a formation master.
"Let's set up a formation, the first thing is to be in harmony, the second thing is to look at..."
"Okay, tell me, what are the characteristics of a purely defensive formation?" Before Li Qingfeng could finish speaking, Jiao Sheng interrupted him neatly and directly changed to the next question.
Li Qingfeng answered fluently: "The characteristics are that it is sturdy, non-lethal, difficult to move, and slow to deploy..."
"Okay, you can draw a defensive pattern." Jiao Sheng interrupted again.
"Okay." Li Qingfeng was not worried. He had dealt with this kind of people in his previous life and was very easy to deal with.
With a little blue light on his finger, Li Qingfeng sketched it a few times in the air. Although it was just a vague shape, the defensive formation pattern was quite classic, and any formation mage could understand it.
Jiao Sheng really understood, nodded and said hello, and then asked: "Okay, your main spiritual root is water? Do you have a wood spiritual root? Where is the golden spiritual root?"
"Exactly, I have the dual spiritual roots of water and gold." Li Qingfeng nodded, not hiding anything. His qualifications are nothing to the Xuantian Sword Sect, and there is no need to hide them.
"In this way..." Jiao Sheng nodded slightly, thoughtfully, and muttered to himself: "Water and gold..."
After a moment, he opened his mouth to call a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect and said to him: "Junior Brother Zhang, this person is a first-order formation mage. When you go out to the formation, take him with you and let him set up the auxiliary formation."
Junior Brother Zhang is also wearing a white sword robe embroidered with gold and silver threads. He must be a famous formation mage. He looked at Jiao Sheng and then at Li Qingfeng. He didn't ask any more questions, just nodded in agreement.
Jiao Sheng turned his head to look at Li Qingfeng again, took out a set of formation flags from his storage bag and handed it to him, explaining: "This is a set of auxiliary formation flags. You follow Junior Brother Zhang out and assist Junior Brother Zhang in setting up the formation."
Li Qingfeng knew that he had no room to refuse, so he nodded and said, "No problem, but my relatives still need to be looked after by fellow Taoists."
Jiao Sheng glanced at Li Qingdong who were separated not far behind him, and nodded in agreement.
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"The Great Formation of Inclusive Gold and Iron Rocks from All Directions" is a pure defensive formation of the third level. It has no offensive properties and has no other functions. The only advantage is that it has strong defensive properties. Therefore, even when the formation is damaged, it is still very strong. Although it is shaken from time to time by many monsters in the bone forging stage and blood refining stage, it still firmly stops the monsters in the valley. among.
However, the damaged third-level formation seemed to be somewhat powerless when facing the monster beasts in the spiritual stage. If the several spirit-opening demonic beasts outside were allowed to attack, the "gold and iron rock formation from all directions" would probably be completely broken in less than half an hour.
According to the disciple surnamed Zhang, several formation bases of the Rock Formation were damaged to a certain extent due to the huge rock just now. Their task is to repair one of the formation bases, and the rest will be repaired by the Xuantian Sword. Zong's high-level formation master solved it.
At this time, they had formed a team and were preparing to go out.
There are a total of twenty-one people in the team, and except for Li Qingfeng, they are all disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Among them, the one with the lowest cultivation level is Li Qingfeng. Apart from him, the rest of them have at least the cultivation level in the late stage of Qi training. Fortunately, in the entire team, only the disciple named Zhang's sword robe was embroidered with gold and silver threads, while the rest had blue and blue patterns. If he really thinks what Li Qingfeng thinks, then he is the only formation master in the team.
"The restrictions are about to be lifted, everyone, be careful!"
The leading monk kneaded the magic formula in his hand, controlled the flying sword, and stared closely at the large formation in front of him. Not long after, the golden light on the light screen in front of him dimmed, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted: "The restriction is opened, hurry! hurry!" After saying that, one of the first people rushed out of the formation, and with a dance of his sword, A sword energy flew out and passed through the throat of a big bird.
Everyone moved quickly through the formation, with Li Qingfeng and the disciple named Zhang being protected in the middle. As soon as he came out of the formation, Junior Brother Zhang pointed in one direction and shouted loudly: "Over there! Go over there!"
Before they could move, everyone heard a deafening roar. The foundation-building monks were so shocked that they bent down and covered their ears with their heads in their hands. They opened their mouths wide in discomfort and squeezed out incomprehensible words from their throats. Ah sound. The monks in the Qi training stage were even more unbearable, with blood oozing from each ear hole. If the monks in the foundation building stage had not protected them in time, they would have fainted and fallen to the ground, turning into food for monsters.
Li Qingfeng was also in great pain. He turned his head unconsciously and saw one of the giant elephants in the spiritual stage raising its head and barking loudly. Its head was bloody and half of its ears were missing. It fell to the ground and killed several monsters that could not escape.
In the midair in front of it, an old man with black hair and white robes was floating. The old man held a sword in one hand and was surrounded by true energy. His white robe was stained with a lot of demon blood. It was obvious that he had cut off the giant elephant's ears.
"It's Uncle Hu Xiao!" a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect shouted.
"Moo!"
The giant elephant shook its head from side to side in pain. Its eyes, which were as big as a human, were red as it stared intently at the old man in white robes in front of it.
Stamping its foot on the ground, the giant elephant let out a loud "moo" bark, and the strange lines all over its body lit up one after another. Dark yellow and blood-colored evil spirits gathered on its proboscis, and even the surrounding air was distorted. Its long nose swung in the air and suddenly
There was an explosion, turned into a blood-colored nose whip, and was thrown straight towards Master Huxiao.
Faced with the angry attack from the giant elephant, Master Huxiao did not dare to neglect. He picked up a sword technique in his hand, and sword energy spurted out from his body, turning into thirty-six grey-white spiritual energy that were several feet long behind him. The giant sword rotated slightly.
After that, Master Huxiao shouted loudly, his eyes widened angrily, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. The thirty-six spiritual swords then protruded outwards and danced, and each spiritual sword was stained with traces of blood red; then expanded and turned, each sword transformed into thirty-six new spiritual swords. . In the end, countless gray sword auras gathered together. When I looked at it carefully, there was no sword aura in the air. There was only a colorful, eye-catching, white-fronted giant tiger, crouching and staring eagerly.
"go!"
The giant tiger jumped up in mid-air and rushed towards the bloody nose whip thrown by the giant elephant.
The next moment, the nose whip and the giant tiger collided, and there was only a loud "boom" sound, and countless white, yellow, red and various demonic sword energies were flying randomly. The grizzled giant tiger let out a wail, and every inch of its body burst into pieces. As if the real tiger had been hit hard, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The giant elephant was not feeling well either. One of its long trunks was covered with various wounds that were spurting out blood. The blood-redness in the eyes of the two giant elephants had faded a lot, and they staggered back.
