A group of formation mages have begun to exchange information on whether they have formation materials.
"Does anyone have a five-spirit thread?"
"I have, I have."
"I still have a lot of materials for the Soul Sealing Formation here, who is short of it?"
"Me, me, me, what do you lack? Let me see what I have~"
A group of people each held a storage bag and were calculating the formation materials one by one.
Who no longer thinks about whether the formation materials given out are expensive or what they want to exchange. They just simply exchange what they have and no longer care about gains and losses.
Yan Qing and Yuan Ye gathered together and whispered, "No, my junior uncle actually took something out of his pocket."
"It seems that something is really wrong." Yuan Ye shook his head, "She didn't even ask for money!"
"But the signal flare that my junior uncle mentioned, do we have this thing?"
The two people looked at each other and saw a little suspicion in each other's eyes.
After all, their Supreme Sect can contact them directly using disciple tokens, no signal flares are needed.
Ni Jinxuan was behind them and suddenly slapped her forehead, "I thought of it! It's that one!"
The two people turned to look at Ni Jinxuan, "What?"
"Well, our junior uncle made me wish-making fireworks during the Chinese New Year."
"But... the rest is probably not a good thing, right?"
"I remember... my junior uncle said that if bad things are blown up in the sky, they won't bother you again in the next year."
The three of them looked at each other and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
They had no doubt that the young master uncle was someone who would mock his opponents severely before dying even if he died.
The figures that had been gathered together scattered in all directions.
One hundred and twenty-five disciples of the Zhongzhou Sect come from twenty-five different regions and sects, with different ages and talents.
Some people may be worried, and some may be angry.
Under their feet was a large formation that was about to refine and devour their flesh, flesh, and essence. Within it, people's souls and flesh were already being pulled, but no one bent their backs or stopped.
The young people strode forward towards what may be the last battlefield of their lives.
They didn't even get a chance to face the enemy, but so what.
I save myself, I defend my way.
Our dignity, life, and integrity must never be trampled upon by others.
Lin Du stood there, raised his hand to stand the puppet next to him, and then began to quickly set up the formation.
In front of the water mirror, there are dozens of monks standing. They are the backbone of Zhongzhou and the main force active in the Dongming Realm today.
On the other side were the demons with stiff faces.
After hearing what Lin Du said, someone cursed lightly, "Isn't this nonsense? The formation is not that broken."
"Can such a young formation master be trusted? What if one of them makes a mistake? Can you be held responsible?"
The head of the Lianheng faction glanced at the man, "It's a dangerous move, but it's also a risk of life. We formation masters can't be responsible? Do you have a better way?"
"You haven't even seen the Starfall Array, right?"
The man immediately stopped talking. Yu Heng sneered when he saw this, and even Yan Ye didn't say anything. He acquiesced in Lin Du's arrangement, and it was their turn to question it.
That formation was comparable to the seventh level of Tianpin. Even if two formation geniuses, Lin Du and Meng Ling, joined forces, they couldn't break it directly.
Yan Ye held the long sword and looked at Lin Du's arrangement and the inexplicable puppet that he took out from nowhere. After a long time, he turned around and asked Feng Chao, "Where is Jiang Liang?"
Jiang Liang, a serious sociopath, is still at home.
Feng Yi's heart trembled when he heard these words, "...Yes, it consumes a lot of money?"
Yan Ye laughed, the laughter was very light, like the wind blowing on the snowy field, "Don't you know how brittle my apprentice's body is? Let him die quickly."
What's more, she is obviously in a state of overdraft of spiritual consciousness. In other words, all the formation masters inside are in a state of overdraft of spiritual consciousness.
The calculation amount that each person just received might take ten and a half days to calculate on a normal day, and it has to be double-checked to make sure there is no miscalculation. Everyone is in a state of high tension, and irritable quarrels are inevitable.
The spiritual power and combat effectiveness of the formation masters are indeed not enough, and it takes a lot of resources and time to train an formation master. It is difficult for many sects to even produce an excellent formation master in one generation. Even the Heng sect, which specializes in formations, has always been ranked He is the bottom among the six sects, just rich.
Only an outlier like Yan Ye appeared in a thousand years.
The crowd has basically been evacuated, and some people walked far away before stopping in the clouds.
"It's so dangerous. Fortunately, there's still time to evacuate. I'm scared to death."
"No, who would have thought that watching a game would put your life at risk? What about my clairvoyance? Let me see what's inside?"
"Hey, there's a fight! There's a fight between the real people and the demons!"
"Let me see, let me see! Lend me your clairvoyance!"
People can run around, but the excitement can’t be missed.
In the square, several real men from the Supreme Sect and the Guiyuan Sect directly sacrificed their magic weapons and pointed them at the evil spirits present.
Feng Chao sacrificed a dark black wood token, and his spiritual power surged, commanding the spirit of heaven and earth to point directly at the person behind Qianyu.
"Laoba."
Her voice was sharp, and the token bloomed with golden light in the air, revealing a complicated legal rune. With irrefutable and powerful pressure, it hit the black-robed man's chest.
The people who were still fighting with the demons on the side were affected by the powerful coercion and quickly got out of the way, but they were still unable to lift their heads under the solemn coercion and pardon order.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
Feng Chao's eyebrows were solemn, his clothes were windless, and his questions were like the sound of a bell, with an unyielding severity. Even the devil couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and he lowered his head unconsciously and thought of something he felt guilty about.
The man in black robe raised his hand to use his kung fu to avoid the question, but the force he raised was easily broken by the golden rune.
The golden rune penetrated the person's chest, and then a sharp blast of gunfire tore through the person's mask, revealing an unrecognizable and distorted face.
Ju Yuan was startled, and just as he was about to say something, Qianyu had already torn open the space, grabbed several people with one hand, and submerged them into the space passage, and did not care about the man in black robe anymore.
In the last glance before leaving, a ray of snow pierced into the group of people, and another spiritual talisman also disappeared among them.
One came from Yan Ye's hand, and the other came from Feng Yi's hand.
"The Earth Evil Talisman and the Tracking Talisman." Feng Yi retracted his hand, "Those minions will probably die. The tracking talisman should be able to try to find Qianyu's lair. Do you want to chase now?"
Yan Ye shook his head, "Wait a moment."
He picked up the long sword and turned around, "Who is the person in charge of the secret realm of Dabi?"
Several powerful men were silent for a moment at the same time. Among them were the great elders and leaders of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, the ancestors of the Jishi Sect, and the veteran Tianpin Formation Masters of the Formation Alliance.
A voice suddenly appeared in his ears, "Actually, you don't have to listen to these old guys arguing. Look at the one in the dark and yellow clothes among the group of people. He has clearly reached the fateful tribulation that once in a thousand years, and has already become a heavenly being." It has been in decline for five years, but now it suddenly hangs on its head."
Although some high-level monks have no hope of ascending in their lifetime, their lifespans are long. According to the rules of heaven, there is a calamity every thousand years.
This voice was a bit unfamiliar, and Yan Ye was stunned for a moment, but his consciousness could not find the figure.
In other words, this person's barrier concealment level is at least equal to his.
"The master of Fusifang who just sat down seemed to know something. He looked very strange when he left. Let your nephews and apprentices check it out."
Yan Ye paused for a moment, and placed the sword directly on the neck of the monk in black and yellow clothes without any hindrance.
The man was a little panicked, "Why is the Immortal Lord like this? This thing is caused by evil spirits! Even if we are angry, we can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
"My eyes are blind, but my heart is not." Yan Ye said coldly, "You know what tricks you did and what channels you opened for them."
"In order to survive, you have even thrown away the laws and regulations of Zhongzhou and still have the dignity to stand here?"
The man's face was pale, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, his mouth opened and closed, and he was suddenly speechless.
The truth was revealed, and the other powers quickly dispersed, looking at the man in disbelief.
"You, you, you! You are confused! You have lived for more than five thousand years, you have seen so many changes, you have been hidden in the world for many years, and everyone thinks that you, Xianyun Yehe, have something in your heart... you!"
"Me?" The man suddenly gained some strength, "Am I confused? Now this 800-year-old kid has his sword at my throat just because he is gifted, and we..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Yan Ye had already wiped his neck with his sword. There was no blood at the wound, only fine frost.
When a monk from the Taiqing Realm takes action, it is absolutely suppressed by the realm and rules, and does not even require too many changes in moves.
"It's so clean." Someone praised softly in his ear.
