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Chapter 123 Change the plan

The art of talisman seal weaves Taoist patterns, carved in the void, and many formations are activated at the same time, and a large piece of energy flows out. Such an attack method is strange in the earth immortal world today. Even if the imperial cultivator is about one level higher than them, he is still frustrated and his formation is in a mess.

One was not careful and was struck by a lightning combined with flames. Its power was extremely powerful. The imperial monk was beaten and almost fell to the ground. How could the Nether Dao let go of such an opportunity? He stepped forward and just slashed. Although he failed to hit the vital point, he successfully struck the opponent's arm and flew with blood and flesh.

It was also the time when the long sword had been fighting each other, and the power of the sword was extremely severely shattered, otherwise this sword would not only chop out some flesh and blood. However, this also caused the imperial monks to scream in pain and their aura to be greatly reduced.

The two of them cooperated for a long time and had a very tacit understanding. The Nether Sword made great achievements. Chen Weiming did not stop. He activated the remaining power of the formation to fight, like a surging wave.

He combined Taoist patterns in the form of a third-level formation, but I don’t know if his mental power is too exhausted at this moment or his cultivation is not enough. The Taoist patterns combination was successful, but its power is much less than that of the third-level formation, but it is still much more powerful than the second-level formation.

If you think about it carefully, the formation should still be a second-level formation, but because of my strange situation of thousands of gods and thousands of consciousnesses, I have completed the combination of Taoist patterns that can only be achieved by a third-level formation, so the power is between the two.

But this is enough. After all, under normal circumstances, the third-level formation requires the Nascent Soul Realm to be deployed, and I have already taken a lot of advancement.

Especially this technique similar to the method of engraving Taoist patterns in the void is even more extraordinary. Chen Weiming even believed that when his cultivation level is improved, he would definitely be able to arrange a real third-level formation without truly entering the Nascent Soul stage.

At that point, the power of the formation cooperated with the Nether Sword to attack the imperial cultivator madly. In just a moment, he was injured by more than a dozen more places. With blood, the opponent's aura was rapidly weakening and he became more and more defeated.

A storm of storm, combined with the power of thunder and lightning, hit the chest of the imperial monk again. This time it was extremely powerful, and the opponent fell directly. The Nether Knife saw the opportunity, and a tiger pounced, fell down with a long sword in his hand, directly shattering the neck of the imperial monk.

My whole body trembled a few times, and a hoarse roar gradually weakened. Finally, I had no reaction and died completely.

At this moment, Chen Weiming finally regained control of his body and stood up.

Ming Dao came over and asked directly: "What the hell is that you just now?"

"Formation" Chen Weiming did not hide it: "I have understood some magical powers and can carve Taoist patterns in the void."

"The Dao pattern in the void" Ming Dao smiled and did not ask more questions, as always.

"What to do now?" Chen Weiming asked: "There will be no hope if you continue running like this. I believe that the empire has discovered the direction we escape, and it is very likely that we will be blocking the way to the Valley of Evils waiting for us."

Ming Dao nodded: "I thought so too, and I also considered going in the opposite direction to the sea. However, you were too injured at that time, and the people searched by the Empire should have not yet withdrawn, so I gave up."

"I guess he will die if he goes." Chen Weiming thought about it and then suddenly thought of something: "I was wondering, if we get into the crowd, will they have a way to identify that we are from Yanyun Pavilion."

"This" Ming Dao's eyes lit up: "There should be no choice. If it were those old killers, they might have learned some unique skills or abilities of Yanyun Pavilion. We are all killer apprentices who have just passed the trial. There is no trace of Yanyun Pavilion on them at all, so no one can recognize us."

Before, because he was fleeing to the wild, there was no one else. He seemed to have escaped into the area where he was attacking, but the target was actually more obvious. However, it was impossible to enter the city at that time. Chen Weiming was seriously injured and was very easy to identify.

But now it’s different. Chen Weiming has recovered from serious injuries and can get involved in the empire’s people by changing his outfit.

Chen Weiming nodded: "That's right, and we were in the Foundation Establishment Stage before, but now we have broken through to the Dan-Cultivation Stage. Except for the guy who died just now, everyone else didn't notice it at all. If we continue moving forward, we will inevitably be intercepted. Let's change direction."

The two looked at each other, smiled slightly, and said together: "Go to the mainland of the empire."

There is no doubt that this is also an extremely dangerous decision, but it is also an unexpected decision. I believe that no one would have thought that two new killers in the Foundation Establishment Stage would have such courage.

Both of them are afraid of death, because everything they have done until now is to survive, even if they have to do something without dignity, they can live. But both of them are not afraid of death. Years of killer career have made them more understand that fear of hands and feet will die faster at critical moments.

"Push off time, I think Yanyun Pavilion wouldn't let us die so easily," Ming Dao said lightly.

Chen Weiming nodded: "After all, I am a person who knows the song of Qinglian Sword"

The two laughed, turned around and headed straight towards the empire.

Yanyun Pavilion, the Valley of the Wicked.

Lao Cai slapped the table with a palm and shouted loudly: "Can anyone explain to me why this is fine? Even the imperial emperor has arrived there. What does this mean? What does our so-called secret action have been known in advance. What has our Yanyun Pavilion become now in the intelligence capabilities that are proud of, right now?"

The table was very big. In addition to Lao Cai, four people sat next to him. One was the Shadowman, the other was the leader of the Sect, and two others. One was wrapped in black cloth, like a corpse in a coffin, and even his eyes were not clear, while the other was a woman dressed in a very simple manner.

Although the woman covered her face and only showed her eyes, she must be an extremely beautiful woman judging from her figure and eyes.

The person who can sit in this place is either the person in charge of each sect of Yanyun Pavilion or the person with a special status. It can be said that in comparison, Lao Cai's status is the lowest.

But no one could say anything about Lao Cai's disrespectful behavior at this time. This once-time number one killer in the Shadow Sect has always been taciturn. As long as the task is completed, it will be carried out no matter how difficult it is.

So when the masters of each sect did not arrive, he dared to take a few people in three or two to rescue the leader of the Uemon Sect and fight head-on with the Lumen Shanren. Even if the result was that his cultivation was completely destroyed, he did not complain for more than half of the time.

But now, he was furious here, which was obviously really touching the bottom line in his heart.

Lao Cai looked at the people and said loudly: "I once said that completing this task with their current situation is simply seeking death. But you don't care. If you force it, I just want to ask who came up with the idea."

"It's the Pavilion Master's meaning"

With a slam, the door opened and someone strode in.
Chapter completed!
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