As a foundation-building cultivator, who doesn't know the soul? And the voice of this person made the people present shocked. Luo Huang, this soul is Luo Huang's soul. Just now, Luo Huang left with no anger, but now only the soul is left back! At this moment, the faces of many people changed, and some disciples of the Jiulian Sect looked in the direction of Qingyuan Sect with angry eyes.

After all, Lu Niying is the first among the core disciples of the Jiulian Sect. She took the lead in sacrificing a treasure mirror and shrouding Luo Huang's soul under a green light. Then she asked anxiously: "Junior Brother Luo, what is the situation?"

"Senior Sister Lu, there are monks from the Lotus Sect outside, and they are ready to catch us all in one go." Luo Huang had the treasure mirror to protect his body and calmed down for a while, but there was still a hurdle in his words.

The monks of the Lianzun Sect! This sentence surprised everyone present. Although the Lianzun Sect is very famous this time and is supported by the Jindan monk, the five major sects did not take these people seriously.

Their five major sects are deeply rooted in Lu State, and the four major sects have even Nascent Soul monks in charge. Therefore, once the news of the rebellion of the Lianzun Sect came out, the rulers among the five major sects regarded this rebellion as an opportunity to reshuffle.

This time, the two major sects had not had the idea of ​​changing the royal power, there would have been no situation where all the elite disciples of each sect would have been released. Now, the Lianzun Sect had just begun the competition. This was beyond the expectations of the disciples of each sect, and there were a series of discussions one after another. Many young monks even shouted to fight out and teach those demons of the Lianzun Sect a lesson.

Fang Ling looked at Luo Huang's soul under the green light. He didn't say anything, but immediately radiated his spiritual consciousness. In an instant, the space within a radius of three miles was covered by Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness, but except for a few spiritual consciousnesses that were also shrouded in these three miles, Fang Ling did not feel the spiritual consciousness of others. Just as Fang Ling took back his spiritual consciousness, he felt that Chun Wushuang, who was standing next to him, looked at him with a hint of strangeness. Could it be that one of the spiritual consciousnesses he encountered just now belonged to Chun Wushuang?

"Huh!" A gust of wind suddenly rose to the ground, accompanied by the wind, black clouds gathered from all directions. In just a moment, the sky, which was originally cloudless, actually gave people a feeling of darkness.

"Junior Brother Guo, Junior Sister Chun, please come and discuss it." Dong Haoran's voice suddenly rang in the crowd. Guo Zhenying and Chun Wushuang looked at each other and quickly flew towards the opposite stand. The rolling wind was getting stronger and stronger. In just a moment, the wind actually contained some thumb-sized sand and stones. This kind of sand was not difficult for monks. The foundation-building monks present, and they instantly sacrificed their magical instruments and talismans to block the strong wind that was blowing towards them.

Fang Ling's mind kept sweeping around. He found that his mind that had originally covered three miles of radius could only cover two miles of radius. After this range, it was blocked by an invisible force. In Fang Ling's heart, he had never underestimated the Lianzun Sect. It is conceivable that the power of the Lianzun Sect is the person behind the Lianzun Sect can be imagined.

I don’t know who made the move this time. Is there Xu Libing there? Just as this thought flashed in Fang Ling’s heart, Chun Wushuang said in a deep voice: “Junior Brother Fang Ling, Senior Sister Ning, Junior Brother Li, please come here.”

Senior Sister Ning met Luo Huang and fled back as soon as she went to the battle. While she was glad, she also felt a little worried. When Chun Wushuang was invited by Tong Haoran to discuss the matter, she felt even more uncomfortable. Why did Chun Wushuang suppress her in everything? What kind of Ning Quan is not as good as Chun Wushuang?

Just when this thought echoed in her heart, Chun Wushuang's words made her even more unhappy. Despite the saying that there is no order of calling names, there are actually some priority. For example, Tong Haoran and Guo Zhenying, if Tong Haoran is ranked ahead of Guo Zhenying, everyone will take it for granted, but once someone calls Guo Zhenying ahead of Tong Haoran, it is not abiding by the rules!

Now Chun Wushuang called out his name and ranked Fang Ling in front of him. Isn’t this obvious feeling that he was not as good as that boy? Ning Quan, who was angry in his heart, glared at Fang Ling fiercely, but the boy who did not care about her at the beginning had already risen up and landed on the platform opposite.

At this time, seven or eight men and women were gathered in the center of the high platform. These people were the most important core disciples among the major sects and the backbone of the monks present. When Fang Ling arrived, Luo Huang was telling the story of his departure just now.

The defeat at the hands of an unknown person, and in such a miserable defeat, made Luo Huang feel angry and unwilling when he flew away. And just as he flew seven or eight miles away, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart. Although Luo Huang was defeated by Fang Ling, he was a man who had been a long-standing enemy. He quickly sacrificed his small tripod and covered his body.

Just as the small tripod rose, a purple sword light that was ten feet long slashed towards his body. The moment the small tripod blocked the sword light, Luo Huang even wanted to send the anger in his heart to the sneak attacker. Just as he was about to sacrifice magic weapons to kill people in the future, seven or eight magic weapons were smashed down on him!

Luo Huang, who was anxious, was about to slap the storage bag and release several protective talismans, but suddenly, he felt a cold breath covering his head, making him unable to move. At this time, a sled hammer that was ten feet in circle had already hit him hard! As long as he was hit by this hammer-shaped magic weapon, the only way to destroy both form and spirit was to destroy Luo Huang. At this moment, Luo Huang's strength as a core disciple of the Nine Lotus Sect was also revealed. The moment he poured all his true energy into the small tripod, his body exploded directly.

This explosion bounced out all the magic weapons that attacked him, and he himself took advantage of the moment when the enemy was lost in his mind and urged his soul to escape quickly. This process seemed short, but the danger contained in it was something that everyone could feel. If Luo Huang took a step later, he might have to face, that both body and spirit would be destroyed.

"Senior Brother Tong, Senior Sister Lu, I doubt that they have arranged some formations on our periphery, otherwise I would not feel like I can't move when they attack." Although Luo Huang was left with only one light and shadow, his words still contained fear.

Tong Haoran nodded and said, "Junior Brother Luo, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you." At this point, his eyes glanced at the people present and said, "Everyone, what kind of formation is there around?"

The surrounding wind was getting stronger and stronger, and endless dark clouds gathered in the void to form huge ghosts. Although these ghosts knew they were nothing, they still gave people a feeling of fear in the eyes of people.

Fang Ling stared at these ghosts tightly, and the content about the formation kept flashing in his heart. However, for this strange formation, he could not think of what name it was, and he could not think of a way to crack it.

"My little sister usually likes to read some miscellaneous books. If she read it correctly, this should be the Xuanming Soul-killing Formation of the Demon-Cultivation Sect back then." Chun Wushuang looked around carefully and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words "Xuanming Soul-killing Formation" were said, Tong Haoran and others changed their faces at the same time. Although they could not recognize this formation, their name was well-known. When the five major sects wiped out the Demon-Cultivation Sect, the Xuanming Soul-killing Formation was once set up. In the end, it was the Four Spirits Formation of the Supreme Elder of the Zhendao Sect at that time, which broke the formation. But that was the case, three real people of Jindan fell into the Xuanming Soul-killing Formation.

Think about how many Jindan Zhenren fell, Tong Haoran, the most powerful of these people, was just the peak of foundation building.

Na Chun Wushuang looked at the faces of the people and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you are also the Xuanming Soul-Slaying Formation, but in terms of power, it is much smaller than the Xuanming Soul-Slaying Formation back then. I heard that the main array flag of the Xuanming Soul-Slaying Formation back then was refined with the souls of two Jindan real people, and the twenty-four auxiliary array flags were refined with the souls of the foundation-building monks. Now, judging from the power of their formation, the main array flag is at most the souls of the foundation-building monks, and we still have hope."

After Chun Wushuang said this, many people's expressions improved a lot. Dong Haoran said in a deep voice: "Since Junior Sister Chun understands this formation, I will follow Junior Sister Chun's instructions this time to break the formation. At the critical moment of life and death, we must work together. Who dares to be distracted? Don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

"We will naturally obey Junior Sister Chun's instructions." Guo Zhenying and Lu Niying also put down their plans and said in a deep voice.

Chun Wushuang smiled softly and said, "Since Senior Brother Dong gave the order, then little sister is not polite." As she spoke, her eyes fell on Fang Ling and said, "Junior Brother Fang, Zhendao Sect is known as the best formation. What do you think of this Xuanming Soul-killing Formation?"

Fang Ling has only studied the formation of Zhendao Sect in recent years. How could he have time to study the Xuanming Soul-killing Formation? So he did not hesitate at all and shook his head and said, "I don't know much about this formation, and I obey Senior Sister Chun's instructions in everything."

"Hmph, what about the disciples of the Zhendao Sect? They don't know much more than the disciples of my Jiulian Sect." Ning Quan snorted softly and said in a low voice. Although she was a low voice, she could not hide the ears of everyone present.
Chapter completed!