"The Northern Sandao set up a true teaching to ambush the outside of Fengshan Mountain. No one is allowed to go out. Fortunately, I borrowed the magic weapon that my senior sister in red got from the Demon Emperor Pavilion, and hid it through the sea and traveled through the void for a short distance, so that she could break through the siege and come here to find you. But even so... it has been more than two hours... I don't know how my master and the others are doing. Please, please, please, please, please, please, please go there..." In front of Tianyi Palace, Ye Guyin cried and told Fang Xing about this as fast as possible, but Fang Xing was furious, and he felt an angry flame in his heart burning, as if someone had pinched his heart.

"I care whether your master is dead?"

He grabbed Ye Guyin's collar: "Is that old bastard Wanluo dead?"

"When I came... he... he was going to break into the sixth formation..."

Ye Guyin was almost frightened by his fierce aura and his throat was dry.

After hearing this, Fang Xing took a breath. From Ye Guyin's words, he could hear that the five elders of Daxue Mountain joined forces to break into the first five formations, and all suffered so many casualties. Now only the bastard Wanluo is leaving to break into the sixth formation. Isn't that going to be bullied by everyone? More than an hour has passed. Even if he rushed over, his body would be cold, right?

"Damn it, let a group of old men fight for you, why don't you die?"

Fang Xing, who was furious, his eyes turned red with anger. He shouted that Jin Liuzi was about to rush to Fengshan Mountain.

At this time, the cultivators around were stunned, and they did not expect this change at all. They were shocked and suspicious, and were even more shocked by what Ye Guyin said. What a big deal about incense on Fengshan Mountain, but why did the cultivators not hear the sound of the wind?

Long Jun looked at the little devil's panic back and just lowered his head and sighed without saying anything.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He saw a supreme sword fetus. If he had been tempered enough, he might be able to break the disaster for the sea clan in the future. But now it seems that even if he had lost all his efforts, this sword fetus would have to return to his original position in the end, but his thoughts became a luxury. At this time, nothing was useless to do, so he could only watch it.

But at this moment, the big golden crow was already trying hard to roar and a white figure fell down.

It's Dragon Girl!

Fang Xing turned his head in surprise and looked at her. He was surprisingly a little dull: "Why are you here?"

The dragon girl said lightly: "I'll go with you!"

Fang Xing said in a daze: "I'm going, I can't be your son of the Sihai Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox..."

The dragon girl turned her head and looked at him, then suddenly smiled softly, and said, "It's okay!"

A smile fascinating!

At least one person was poured out!

Fang Xing suddenly laughed loudly, his eyes were still red, but he was extremely arrogant. He reached out to put his hand around the dragon girl's shoulder, and two blood rays shot out of his eyes, shouting loudly: "Jin Liuzi, let's go. Kill all those bastards..."

Two extremely powerful winds had already condensed under the wings of the big golden crow. They slapped their wings and flew thousands of miles in an instant.

He specializes in practicing the physical body, with the blessing of the secret techniques of the Dapeng clan and the warmth of Genbo's great technique, the demon body is powerful and after using the secret technique. Just by speed alone, it is no less than the physical body of the Nascent Soul. It is just a movement and transformation, but it is not as good as the Nascent Soul's Dharma-like mind to move at will. Usually, this guy is too arrogant, so Fang Xing can't help him hunching when he is on the way, but now the situation is urgent, so it is a different matter.

"Long Jun, that child seems to have given the answer. It seems that he can't be your son of the Four Seas anymore. Can you still take the life of our elder of Lingqiao Sect for him? You are the Lord of Canglan Sea, but you have nothing to do with Nan Zhan. Even if your daughter is married with chickens and dogs, you can take care of them in small matters, but it is not convenient to take action in such major matters, right?"

Elder Dezhao of Lingqiao Sect suddenly spoke at this time, and cold air lingered above the Dharma eyes.

"Haha, yes, if he is my son of the Four Seas, I will help him, but since he has made a choice, it will naturally have nothing to do with me!" Longjun opened his five fingers, suppressing the invisible magic power of the casting seal dissipated, and the four-sided seal in his sleeve also flew out and fell into the Lingjie Sect formation. His face was plain and silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed loudly: "My fellow students, I haven't come to China for a long time, but I didn't expect to encounter the grand event of breaking into the Formation and Fengshan. How about going to watch the ceremony together?"

Amid laughter, he brushed his sleeves behind him, stepped on the void, and headed north.

The cultivators around looked at each other and realized for a while, and rushed towards Fengshan Mountain.

Nanzhan Laid the Road?

This is a big deal!

The demon land has determined to establish the Tao of Shenzhou, and the news that the Four Seas Sea Clan is about to establish the Tao has also been spread. This is fine, and the cultivators can still accept this result, but it is really surprising that Nan Zhan wants to establish the Tao!

It's so lively!

For a moment, the cultivators were like fish, and they all headed to Fengshan Mountain.

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...

"Who said that I can't break through the Fengshan Formation by myself?"

At this time, in the sixth formation of Fengshan Mountain, the old monster Wanluo was covered in blood, roaring loudly, and inserted a formation flag into the 108th formation eyes with force. He turned around and shouted angrily, as if he was looking at the thirty-six guardians of this great formation and the formation master, and as if he was answering to those who were watching the battle at the foot of Fengshan Mountain, who thought he would die in the sixth formation.

The guardian of the sixth formation was a young man carrying the storm of the wind. His left robe was broken, as if he had been slapped, and there was a faint blood mark on the corner of his mouth. Around him, the thirty-five guardians also looked in awe. Looking at the crazy old man, the young man looked at the figure of the old monster Wanluo, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he bowed and bowed, and admired him very much.

"Old senior, I always thought Nan Zhan had no talent, but today I realized that I was a frog in the well!"

After bowing, the young man stood up and sighed: "The sixth formation, the boy thought he was not soft-hearted at all. He had already activated the formation to the extreme. But senior, while dissolving the power of my strong wind flag, you calculated the 108 formation eyes in the sixth formation, and then inserted them into them with the formation flag to change the trend of the formation. This level of cultivation and knowledge, I admire you!"

"Is this my husband passing the test?"

The old monster Wanluo opened his eyes angrily and looked at the young man.

The young man carrying the strong wind flag on his shoulders inserted the strong wind flag on the ground and bowed his hands and shouted: "I respectfully send the old senior out of seclusion!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wan Luo laughed heroically, carried his hands on his back, and turned around and walked towards the seventh level.

"senior……"

The young man guarding the formation at the sixth level suddenly hesitated and paused, then said: "The seventh formation is not easy!"

Wanluo stopped a little and sneered: "If it's a good time, how can I show my ability?"

The young man stopped talking, and after a while, he bowed again.

At this time, Nanzhan and the cultivators looked at the staggering figure of the old monster Wanluo, and all their eyes were filled with tears. No one expected that after more than an hour of hard battle, everyone thought that the old monster Wanluo had died in the sixth formation, but he still staggered out, and then he continued to walk towards the seventh formation without diminishing enthusiasm. His steps were a little sloppy, but he was never slow at all, and he moved forward.

"Why bother? You know you can't get through ten formations today!"

In the seventh formation, an old man in a big red robe sat cross-legged under an ancient pine, describing the ancient and elegant, and was drinking tea himself. Looking at Wanluo's eyes, there was a hint of appreciation, but more of it was disdain and indifference. Looking at Wanluo coming in, dozens of green-clothed disciples under his seat were already full of vigilance, but he was not in a hurry to activate the formation, slowly took a sip of tea, and spoke to Wanluo gently.

"Stop talking nonsense, use it if you have the ability. I'm in a hurry!"

As soon as the old monster Wanluo entered the formation, his energy and spirit were raised, his palm pressed and he shouted coldly.

"Haha, I'm just a little curious. Even though I know I can't do it, why do you have to do it alone?"

The old man in red robe smiled lightly and said lightly.

"It was feasible, but I didn't expect that your dignified China would be so despised!"

The old monster Wanluo moved forward and said coldly: "Do you really think the five of us did not do homework before coming to Shenzhou? In the past three hundred years, there have been seven people who have entered the Ten Formations of Fengshan, and five of them have successfully established sects as ancestors. One of them rebeled from the Demon Abyss. With the difficulty of their formation, even if it is three times stronger, the five of us have taken over, but now it is more than three times more difficult?"

There was a hint of indescribable indignation on the face of the old monster Wanluo.

"If you can't make it, you can't make it. What's the point of finding so many reasons?"

The old man in red robe was also a little unhappy, his eyes flipped, and the cold light shot out.

"Haha, if you weren't talking nonsense, how could I have to say this?"

The old monster Wanluo laughed loudly, took a step forward, his beard floated up, and he waved his palm and hit him: "Even if you move all the power of the Northern Region of Shenzhou to this Fengcheng Mountain, the five old guys dare to make a breakthrough. If you can make a breakthrough, you will be able to make a breakthrough. Even if you can't reach Fengcheng Mountain in the end and you will not be able to establish a Tao, you will teach you the Northern Region practice world and teach the people of the world to know a truth..."

In an instant, the void exploded. This palm containing true power instantly transformed into three levels of force and hit the monster's body.

"What's the reason?"

The old man in red robe looked at the palm, but he didn't even look at it, and slapped his palms out.

The two of them intersected their palms and immediately triggered a powerful airflow. The huge force swept over the entire formation and the smoke and clouds trembled, as if a building was about to fall. The old man in red robe originally wanted to knock Wan Luo down with one palm, but unexpectedly, the old monster Wan Luo, who seemed to be at the end of his strength, was so powerful that his qi and blood were surging. The force in front of him shook, and he knocked over the tea plate.

After this palm, he immediately did not dare to be careless. He suddenly stood up and looked at the old monster Wanluo with bright eyes.
Chapter completed!