Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Boom!"

With a shocking explosion, several precise formations appeared above the canyon.

The moment they appeared, the formation seals were connected one after another, cracks were everywhere in the blink of an eye, and they exploded and disappeared in the air.

The moment the formation broke, more than three thousand figures appeared in the canyon.

He looked up at the two figures in the sky, each of them looking extremely panicked.

The people who were willing to stay here originally had mustered up great courage, but at this moment their courage collapsed, and some people began to quickly disperse to the surroundings, trying to escape safely before the people of Biyunxuan actually took action.

Next to Su Twelve, Hu Yijin was sweating profusely, his legs trembling.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what...what's going on?"

He asked Su Twelve quietly, his upper and lower lips trembling as he spoke. .??.

Su Twelve did not answer, and his expression looked extremely solemn.

At the same time, the terrifying aura that existed during the out-of-body period fell from the sky, covering the entire canyon like a giant net.

Under the pressure of the terrifying aura, the monks who were moving quietly felt as if they were stuck in a mire, unable to move any further.

"Hiss... that one-eyed dragon actually broke the seal of our Biyunxuan, and even secretly restored so many monks to their cultivation level?!"

Even though he was prepared, Wu Hongfei couldn't help but take a breath and look shocked when he felt the aura fluctuations on the more than 3,000 Nascent Soul cultivators in the canyon.

"Are there only more than 3,000 people here? According to what you said before, in the past few years, there have been at least 10,000 monks who have disappeared."

Tong Chuan squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.

Wu Hongfei's breath stagnated, "Senior Brother, do you mean that there are more monks who have recovered their cultivation and are hiding in the dark? Or... others have left this place through the space rift?"

As he spoke, Wu Hongfei quickly cast his eyes towards the mountain wall deep in the canyon.

"Yes or no, destroy these guys, go to the rift in space, find the one-eyed dragon, and you will know after asking."

Tong Chuan continued to speak.

The suspended body sank slowly, his hands intertwined in front of him, and his energy began to activate the spell.

The strength of cultivation in the out-of-body stage is indeed absolutely suppressive to Yuanying monks. But after all, there are more than 3,000 Nascent Soul cultivators present. Even if there are 3,000 pigs, it will still take some effort.

Only powerful spells can destroy them all in one blow.

Tong Chuan didn't pay attention to the formations deployed by the Nascent Soul Stage monks, not to mention that he had already destroyed several large formations in the canyon with just one blow.

Just when Tong Chuan was full of confidence and planned to kill many monks in the canyon in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, the space above the canyon shook.

In the blink of an eye, dozens more formations appeared in the air.

The formation suddenly appeared, and Tong Chuan's figure was instantly included in it.

"Huh? There is actually a formation? Are you using space to hide the traces of the formation? It's a clever method, but it's a pity..."

Tong Chuan was startled for a moment, then realized what was going on and understood the clues.

As he spoke, the aura around his body continued to rise, without any fear.

Even if he is trapped in the formation, he is still confident and can rely on his strong strength to forcefully break the formation.

At the same time, Su Twelve’s high-pitched voice sounded in the open space of the canyon.

"Even now, I ask all fellow Taoists to work together to take action. Don't take any chances and hold anything back. Otherwise, if this person escapes from trouble, we will be waiting for death."

Shouting loudly, Su Twelve moved his hands even faster.

Everyone in panic was stunned when they saw the formation appear.

Before he could react to what was going on, the scene in front of him changed and he was included in the formation together.

I heard Su Twelve

The sound rang in the ears, and then one by one came back to their senses.

After all, they are all Yuanying monks who have practiced for many years. They dare to stay even though they know the danger, so they naturally have courage.

Without any hesitation, and quickly suppressing the panic in their hearts, more than 3,000 people responded and took action in unison.

In an instant, a variety of attacks were thrown into the formation, driven by Peiran's true energy.

Every offensive attack shows everyone's lifelong talents.

In the center of the crowd, Su Twelve kept making formation moves, mobilizing the formation with all his strength.

Formation marks one after another glowed brightly in the formation space that many monks could not see.

The brilliance flows, and thousands of offensives are like rivers and streams converging, and Bai Na returns to the river.

Tong Chuan, who was trapped in the formation, had no time to cast the spell in his hand.

Suddenly, his body trembled slightly, his mind trembled, and he had a vague feeling of something bad.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw an astonishing attack, like a falling star, dragging its long tail and descending majestically from the sky.

As the light group rotates, it emits swords, guns, swords and halberds, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and all kinds of completely different offensive auras.

"Huh? Is this the ultimate move of this formation?"

"Thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators were actually united and charged at the same time. The power of this move is no longer comparable to that of a real out-of-body cultivator's full blow!"

"A good trick, it turns out that you are waiting for me here. Unfortunately, ants are just ants after all. Even if we join forces, what can we do?"

Tong Chuan squinted his eyes and murmured softly, making a sound of disdain.

Although there was disdain in his words, as he spoke, his face instantly became serious, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He could be dismissive in words, but he knew that this move was powerful, and he did not dare to be negligent in his actions.

"Powerful Spiritual Technique: Impregnable!"

With a loud shout, Tong Chuan held his hand

The magic formula is instantaneous.

A tortoise-shell magic weapon flew out from his sleeves, and the majestic true energy surged out from his body. In a flash, it turned into countless spiritual techniques and swallowed up the tortoise-shell magic weapon.

Inspired by the spiritual secret, the tortoise-shell magic weapon rose against the storm, soared into the sky, and headed straight for the attack that fell from the sky.

The tortoise's shell is glowing, and its defensive power is astonishing at a glance.

The full blow of more than 3,000 Yuanying monks, combined with the formation, formed a huge light group with a terrifying aura, and hit the tortoise shell magic weapon hard.

Various completely different attacks left countless scratches of varying depths on the turtle shell magic weapon.

At the same time, the tortoise-shell magic weapon sank suddenly, and with just one blow, countless magic formulas on it were shattered, and the bright brilliance dimmed.

Although the downward trend of the combined attack formed by the anti-spectators was somewhat slowed down, the power was not reduced too much.

"Huh? How can a mere ant form such an offensive?"

Tong Chuan had a sullen face, thinking that he could easily resist even an attack comparable to the out-of-body stage.

However, when the formations were fighting against each other, they were shocked to realize that the attack in front of them was enhanced by formations. The various completely different offensives actually echoed each other, coincidentally with the changes of the Five Elements and Bagua.

But his own strength is suppressed by the formation.

Normally, this kind of suppression would not be taken seriously by him, nor would it pose any threat to him.

But at this moment, the one was ebbing and the other was ebbing, which made him slightly inferior.

And this half-point difference is enough to change the entire situation of the battle.

With a muffled groan, the true energy in Tong Chuan's body circulated, and his whole body's skill increased to 12 points, and he was about to continue to bless the tortoise shell magic weapon.

But this time, the spirit formula transformed by the true essence did not wait for it to sink into the tortoise shell.

"Click..."

With a crisp sound, the tortoise-shell magic weapon was filled with cracks, and the spiritual energy inside it quickly passed away.