Chapter 1300 Eternal Moon Killing Formation

"Uncle Wu, I will listen to you!"

Zhang Mingchun readily agreed.

Zhang Mingkui shook his head fondly and helplessly.

Although he and Zhang Mingchun are uncles and nephews, their age difference is nearly 400 years.

Zhang Mingchun is only in his early sixties now.

Because Zhang Mingchun has a heavenly spirit root, the clan has vigorously cultivated it, and there is never a shortage of cultivation resources. In order to ensure his safety, the clan has not even allowed him to step out of the clan mountain. If it were not for the death of his ancestors and a group of elites, In the mysterious realm of demons, Zhang Mingkui would not bring out the treasured pimple in this clan.

"Uncle Five"

"All the golden elixirs from the clan stationed at Changling Peak have been gathered at the foot of the mountain."

"Let's get going!"

Sooner rather than later!

Zhang Mingkui nodded slightly, raised his head and took another sip of fairy tea. Then a flash of inspiration came over him, and when he reappeared the next moment, he had already reached the foot of Changling Peak.

"I've met Elder Mingkui and Elder Mingchun!"

At the foot of the mountain.

Twenty-four Jindan monks stood cheering.

The lowest level of cultivation is also the fourth level of Jindan.

This group of monks.

They are all children of the Zhang family stationed in Qilin County.

Fu's dove occupies the magpie's nest.

They had been holding their breath for a long time and wanted to drive everyone out of the Fu family.

Therefore.

Immediately after receiving the order.

All of them are celebrated with joy!

This elder's shout can be said to be loud enough!

Zhang Mingkui looked at everyone's high spirits and high morale, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. After suppressing them for so long, he finally achieved the effect he wanted.

His face became solemn.

Zhang Mingkui issued orders one by one:

"Mingyi, Mingchang, Mingdong, Mingchang"

"The four of you will each lead five tribesmen, and they will be distributed in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Qilin Mountain according to the direction of the Eternal Moon Killing Formation. You will block this world. Your mission is not to let anyone out of Qilin Mountain alive!"

"Do you understand?"

Gu Changsheng Yue Killing Formation.

This is the combined attack formation created by the ancestors of the Xiao Zhang family.

The person who sets up the formation.

It must be a cultivation level of Jindan or above.

The monks of the Xiao Zhang family, without exception, all have to refine their spells when they advance to the golden elixir level.

This formation.

It is said that the more people in the formation, the more powerful it is.

Twenty-four monks from the Zhang family who are above the middle stage of the Golden Core form an formation. This formation is so powerful that even if a fake infant monk falls into it and wants to get out of the formation, he will probably have to shed a layer of skin!

That is to say.

The Zhang family is equivalent to three fake infant monks attacking Qilin Mountain.

also.

There is also a fake baby Zhang Mingyou guarding the rear!

Everyone in the Zhang family is full of confidence. The dozens of golden elixirs from the Fu family are unable to fly this time!

Today is their death anniversary next year!

"Yes, elder!"

When their names were called, Zhang Mingyi, Zhang Mingchang, Zhang Mingdong, and Zhang Mingchang stepped forward and loudly agreed. The four of them were all at the ninth level of the Golden Core, and were only one step away from the peak of the Golden Core.

The four of them ordered five golden elixirs respectively.

Controlling the magic weapon.

Leave quickly.

Soon.

In the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of Qilin Mountain, there are precious lights rising, and then there are notes one by one, echoing each other from a distance. These notes are condensed into silk threads, arranged staggeredly, covering the entire Qilin Mountain.

With the sound of four curses.

Instantly.

The silk threads continuously shot out notes one after another. These notes rotated quickly like a spiral. Finally, with a loud "buzz" sound, a crescent moon composed of a round of notes condensed out, hanging high on the Qilin. On top of the mountain.

This piece of heaven and earth.

Locked up instantly!

There is no escape from heaven to earth!