Under the lonely city, hundreds of high-level monks gathered in front of the Obsidian Abyss, looking at the huge stone pillar that penetrated between the clouds and the abyss, and they were all horrified.

"...There is such a miracle here!"

"It is said that at the bottom of the abyss in the core area of ​​Tianshan Mountain, countless monks and the bones of monsters are buried. It is an absolutely dangerous place. Originally, this place has always been deserted. Unexpectedly, at the top, there are still

There is a celestial city!”

Most of the monks are descendants from Tiandao Sect and Shennong Valley, and the two leading old men are Patriarch Mo Wen and Old Monster Yi Feng.

As the ancestors of the Yin Sect, the two of them have always been in seclusion for hundreds of years. If there are no major events like "prehistoric level ferocious beasts raging" or "the emergence of the top Yin Sect", they will not

It may waste your precious cultivation time and go out.

After all, people who have cultivated to this level will have the idea of ​​​​overcoming tribulations and becoming immortals.

Perhaps for low-level monks, "becoming an immortal" is a dream, but for top-level monks like them, "becoming an immortal" has become a goal. It is a goal that can be attempted and is expected to be achieved. Therefore, for these high-level monks, "becoming an immortal" has become a goal.

They also know very little about the wonders and dangerous places that they need to know about.

Ancestor Mo Wen looked at the fantasy city in the sky for a few times, and then directed the cultivators without further delay:

"Time is of the essence. According to the calculations of fellow divination friends, this is the entrance to Jinghua Palace. Everyone, please act as planned quickly!"

"yes!!!"

Under his arrangement, hundreds of high-level monks quickly formed a circular formation to surround the edge of the abyss. They took out formation flags, formation disks, spiritual crystals and other props from their storage instruments, and began to carry out extremely detailed arrangements.

array work.

Clouds gathered in the sky and thunder continued.

Beside Mo Wen, old monster Yi Feng also looked at the thunderous sky with slightly narrowed eyes, and said solemnly:

"Fellow Daoist Mo, it seems that the master of Jinghua Palace's tribulation has officially begun. After you and I have finished presiding over the outer formation, we will have to think of a way to enter this city."

"Um."

Mo Wen nodded slightly:

"Such miracles usually rely on a certain magic circle to operate. It is definitely not advisable to fly up directly. And, as I expected, magic circles in ancient times usually have a starting mechanism, otherwise those spirits

It must be very inconvenient even when entering and exiting. As long as we find the location of the mechanism, we can successfully enter it and retrieve Lu Lingqiu's head."

"That's it." Old Monster Yi Feng nodded repeatedly.

Although he is unmatched in the art of alchemy, when it comes to formations, he is still inferior to Patriarch Mo Wen. After listening to his analysis at this moment, I can't help but feel that it makes sense.

But Mo Wen suddenly said after thinking for a few breaths:

"I just don't know whether the earth spirit envoys and the fire spirit envoys mentioned in the 'Xing Xiang Tian Yin Jue' will appear at the same time. Although you and I already know all the weaknesses of the earth spirit envoys, about the fire spirit, it is

Nothing."

He once boasted at the Yinmen Conference and brought a large number of monks to help out, just in case.

But no matter what, when facing an enemy of the same level whose strength is unknown, even if Mo Wen is such an existence, he will still feel a little uneasy. After all, most immortal cultivators cherish their lives. If the opponent has any special means, he will not be able to do it.

If you don't pay attention to this, all the efforts you have made over the past thousands of years will be in vain.

"Don't worry. With the strength of you and me, even if we deal with two people at the same time, there will be no problem."

For some reason, Yi Feng has always been confident about this matter, as if he is not afraid of those spiritual envoys at all. Mo Wen, who is quite deep in the city, knew that he must have some trump cards that he has not yet revealed, so he chuckled and said:

"I hope so."

After a cup of tea, the monks finally completed the arrangement of the earth-level formation - the "Tianmu Imperial Earth Trapped Formation".

Near the abyss, there are layers of green spiritual power, and green light is everywhere! A mossy, moist and decaying smell permeates the air, driven by the spiritual power and spiritual crystals of high-level monks!

This formation is a super formation that Mo Wen and his ancestors obtained in exchange for things from the "Tianji Pavilion" gatekeeper of the hidden sect who never cares about worldly affairs - "Old Ghost of Xuantian".

Trapped in it until suffocated.

Not only that, as a wood attribute heaven-level formation, according to the principle of "wood overcomes earth" among the five elements, it can also produce suppressive special effects on all earth attribute spiritual arts and monsters!

Yi Feng and Mo Wen once relied on this to successfully capture the "Holy Centipede Scorpion" in the transformation stage. Twenty years later, they went to Tianji Pavilion again to perfect and refine this formation.

Upgrade, the power now is better than before.

Just when everyone was getting ready, an earthy yellow light suddenly lit up on the fantasy city on the horizon.

The next breath, sand and dust were everywhere.

"Here we come! Be careful, everyone!"

In this "Tianmu Imperial Earth Formation", all earth spiritual power will be suppressed by the huge wood spiritual power. However -

When a small figure appeared in the center of the formation, the original feeling of moisture in the earth-level formation was instantly replaced by a roaring sandstorm, and everyone imagined the scene of "the earth's spiritual power being absorbed."

and failed to materialize.

On the contrary, there was only a loud "Sudden!" sound, and the seemingly powerful spiritual formation was on the verge of collapse in an instant, almost bursting!

Seeing this situation, both Yi Feng and Mo Wen had solemn expressions on their faces. They didn't have time to think too much, so they just separated left and right in a tacit understanding, and surrounded the little figure diagonally.

!

The monks outside the formation also quickly continued to inject new spiritual power into the formation.

With the joint efforts of more than 200 Jindan-stage monks and dozens of Nascent Soul-stage monks, the formation was finally stabilized.

At this moment, within the sand mist, a little girl with chestnut hair wearing a white-brown short skirt appeared in everyone's sight, holding a dagger. At the same time, there was also a childish and extremely oppressive voice.

sound:

"Are you here to die?"

Feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure that was different from the past, Old Monster Yi Feng and Old Ancestor Mo Wen felt a chill in their hearts at the same time, secretly saying:

"It's indeed her!"

After twenty years, the legendary "Holy Centipede Scorpion" has, as expected, broken through to the Yun Shen stage, which means that the methods used to deal with monsters in the transformation stage are no longer effective with her.

If you want to capture her, you can only rely on real cultivation, top-notch magic weapons or even barrier techniques to seriously injure her.

At this moment, there are only three people in the formation, and the rest of the cultivators are presiding over the formation outside the formation.

For the two people, Old Monster Yi Feng and Patriarch Mo Wen, who were standing at the eye of the formation, this formation was not oppressive. It only targeted the earth attribute "Holy Centipede Scorpion".

Therefore, from Sha Ling's point of view, she needs to fight against two powerful figures in the Great Perfection Stage of Divine Transformation and more than 200 high-level monks at the same time in the face of adversity.

Jin Yu, the strongest among the second-generation spiritual envoys, had already tried his best to win when facing the monks in the final stage of transformation. He relied on his tribulation-breaking cultivation and heaven-defying magical powers to win. Sha Ling's current situation

, without the help of other spirit envoys, no matter how you look at it, it is a doomed situation.

She looked around expressionlessly, as if observing her situation.

Feeling the billowing spiritual pressure emanating from the two enemies who had reached the Great Perfection in the Divine Transformation Stage,

Realizing that the small half of his spiritual power was weakened in the trapped formation,

The image of her master holding her hand and walking under the setting sun appeared in Sha Ling's mind.

Warm afternoon, lush shade,

The breeze is refreshing and the air is fresh and sweet.

"so good."

If only, I could experience it again.

——

Finally, she stretched out her little hand and touched the "little triangle" on her chest.

He whispered firmly:

"No one will step even half a step here."
Chapter completed!