He punched out with his left hand, and the power of pure Yang was like an eruption of magma. Thousands of red clouds rose into the sky, completely extinguishing the five-colored divine light on the black turtle's body.

Poor that mysterious tortoise, who had practiced with Liu Changshou for thousands of years, but could not resist the power of pure Yang. He let out a mournful cry, and then the tortoise's shell shattered and the blood of the divine tortoise spilled from the sky.

Dan Yangsheng held a feather fan in his right hand and fanned it gently. The blazing sun behind his head suddenly exploded, and a circle of ripples spread around.

Wherever it passed, the void collapsed, and all magic and magical powers were reduced to nothing. Thousands of Wu Ci couldn't stop the "scorching sun" from exploding, and they were all turned into powder in the fiery red light.

After all the "Wu Ci" dissipated, a ball of chaotic energy condensed in the void, and then a figure appeared, but it was Wu Ci himself.

But at this time, Wu Ci's hair was disheveled and his steps were staggering. He was unsteady as if he was drunk. He staggered a few steps and suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a large amount of blood!

"Hahaha! The ninth revolution is not true freedom. I have cultivated the Pure Yang Immortal Kung Fu and am free and easy under the saints. I am the true freedom!"

In the midst of laughter, Danyang Sheng used his power alone to defeat the three great masters, Liu Changshou and Wu Ci. He used his escape light to move, his body flashed, and in the blink of an eye he was above the Great Wall.

The monks guarding the city had not recovered from the shock. They were shocked when they saw a man in Confucian robes riding on the wind and clouds. He was like a raging fire and reached the top of his head in the blink of an eye!

"Quick, stop him!"

Under the command of the two Ancestors of Transformation, the soldiers guarding the city simultaneously opened the prohibition mechanism and opened the barrier to protect the city.

A layer of dark-yellow glow, thicker than the mountain, appeared above the city wall, blocking Danyangsheng's way.

Dan Yangsheng saw this, sneered, waved his feather fan, and the power of pure Yang turned into nine fairy swords, which fell from the sky at the same time.

Rumble!

Amidst the loud noise, countless ripples appeared in the air. The power of pure Yang and the power of the formation's restriction stirred up each other, creating chaotic storms one after another.

Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard, and the city wall barrier that was originally indestructible in everyone's eyes was torn open by the power of pure Yang from Danyang.

"not good!"

The power of pure Yang swept down, and thousands of soldiers guarding the city were instantly killed on the spot!

Even the two ancestors of Huajie, who had advanced cultivation levels, were vomiting blood and could not afford to wither.

Dan Yangsheng laughed loudly, held his hands in the air, tore open the city wall barrier, and then dodged his body and penetrated into the Juetian Great Wall.

His escape speed was extremely fast, and he reached the central area of ​​the Great Wall in just an instant.

There are tens of thousands of Nanxuan monks sitting cross-legged here, all of whom are masters of formations. Since the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" was reactivated, these people have performed their respective duties and controlled the formation again.

This is the glimmer of hope Dan Yangsheng found!

Such a huge formation as the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation cannot be controlled by one person. Therefore, there is a center within the Great Wall that is dedicated to controlling formations, which gathers all the masters of formations in Nanxuan.

Even if "Xuantian Pass" is repaired, if no one controls the formation, it will still not be able to exert its due power.

Dan Yangsheng plans to use his own power to kill all the masters of formations in Nanxuan, so that the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" will return to silence, in order to help Beiming's army reverse the defeat!

This is a turning point in a desperate situation!

Although he was trapped in the "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" and seemed to be in a desperate situation, what Dan Yangsheng was thinking in his heart was that he was one step closer to the center of the formation and could go straight to Huanglong!

"You guys have put in all your efforts for Nan Xuan, so just sleep here today."

Dan Yangsheng sneered, waved his sleeves, and the power of pure Yang gathered in front of him, condensing into a huge red palm print, covering tens of thousands of monks below.

Although these monks are proficient in formations, they are not good at fighting. The one with the highest level of cultivation is Zhenjun Tongxuan. How can he block Dan Yangsheng's full blow?

"No, stop him quickly!"

Wu Ci, Ji Sheng Demon Lord, and Liu Changshou were all seriously injured. They tried their best but could not catch up with Dan Yangsheng. Seeing that the other party was taking action, tens of thousands of Nanxuan's formation masters were in danger, and they could not help but turn pale.

At this moment, a catkin suddenly appeared in the air.

This catkin was insignificant compared to the big red hand, but it was not evaporated, but instead stood strangely above everyone's heads.

Of course Dan Yangsheng knew that someone was trying to stop him, but he didn't take it seriously.
Chapter completed!