Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

The reason why Fuyao and his group came here for a stroll was because they sensed the large-scale formation in the Taiyin area, so they came here specially to explore the depth, took a rough look around, and Cheng Qian asked, "Second Senior Brother, how is it?"

Li Yun didn't say death, but said: "It's difficult, Tianyan's office has spent a lot of money."

Yan Zhengming: "Can you break the formation, please hurry up."

Li Yun was full of worries and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just moved his fingers, and Dang even seemed to have an invisible stick, following his command, he drew the terrain of the entire Taiyin area on the ground.

"The range of the formation is in this area. If they want to trap Han Yuan in such a large area, it must be extremely laborious to activate the formation. They must either pile up with a sea of ​​people, or have some spiritual objects in their hands." Li Yun said, " The former is unlikely, although most demon cultivators are not calm-headed, but they are not blind, a large group of people gather together to activate the formation, and those with eyes know how to break the formation."

"There are two ways to break the formation, either cleverly or forcefully, that is, to find the eye of the formation and destroy it in one fell swoop, or to directly suppress it violently. I think Tianyan's posture of mobilizing troops is probably well-prepared and suppressed by violence." Not very realistic." Li Yun sighed, stretched out his hand to erase the traces on the ground, and said, "And do you still remember the formation that Han Yuan set up near Fuyao Mountain back then? I don't know why, but he seems to have no idea about it. He has done some research, and his knowledge is no less than mine. If he was trapped in the Demon Slaying Formation, he might have thought of a way to calculate the formation's eye, and Tianyan may not be undefended."

Cheng Qian said: "After talking for a long time, you can't break this formation, right?"

"...That's not true." Li Yun said hesitantly, "It's just that this method may not be very useful—Han Yuan has become a dragon, and I happen to have a real dragon flag in my hand. If a few of us..."

"It's 'we'," Yan Zhengming corrected, "it doesn't matter to someone like you who is stuck on the threshold of Yuanshen."

...Senior Sect Master is such a bitch.

"You! Come on!" Li Yun roared angrily after being trampled on his sore feet, "What's so great about primordial spirits? Demon-slaying formations claim to borrow the energy of heaven and earth, and even ten primordial spirits are not enough, okay?" ! What are you proud of!"

Puddle quietly poked Cheng Qian with his hand, and Cheng Qian had no choice but to step forward fearlessly, raising his hand to interrupt the cockfight between the two senior brothers: "Okay, what is the relationship between the magic dragon and the real dragon flag? Senior brother, since you don't know, Just say a few words."

Yan Zhengming rolled his eyes at Cheng Qian, and when he finished, he couldn't help turning his eyes back again—Cheng Qian didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, and finally remembered to change his ragged robe that looked like a rag. When he came down, although he only changed into a dull black long coat without half an inch of carving, it was obviously a cheap item, but Yan Zhengming thought it was very pleasing to the eye.

The man and the long clothes were black and white, and with a frost blade, Cheng Qian's eyes and brows showed a bit of murderous aura for no reason, only when he occasionally laughed, he seemed like a gentleman like jade.

Yan Zhengming couldn't help but look a few more times, wishing he could remember the few threads that flew up from Cheng Qian's body, and then quietly looked away, maintaining the dignity of a gentleman on his face, scratching his ears and cheeks in his heart Aftertaste over and over again, listening to Li Yun's serious things with one heart and two minds.

"There are dragon bones and dragon souls in the real dragon flag," Li Yun said, "Isn't Han Yuan's magic dragon still short of a dragon bone? With his cultivation base, if he can really use the real dragon flag to obtain the power of the ancient dragon, it may It has the power to fight against the Demon Slaying Formation, but..."

Having said that, several people understood.

It is one thing to want to intercept someone from Tianyan, but after all, Han Yuan has committed a heinous crime, so it is another thing to use a real keel to help the evildoer.

Even without the restriction of the magic seal, this kind of thing must never be done.

"There is no need to mention this again," Yan Zhengming said, "Li Yun, put away your True Dragon Flag and don't take it out—since we have seen the Demon Slayer Formation, let's go back to Fuyao Mountain to have a look."

As soon as he turned around, Yan Zhengming caught a glimpse of Cheng Qian's neckline in a mess, so he couldn't help raising his hand to straighten his collar.

Cheng Qian's open legs froze in the air, and he held his breath involuntarily.

As soon as Yan Zhengming raised his head and met his slightly darker eyes than usual, he realized that his actions were too intimate, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly broke out in his palms. He withdrew his hands to cover up, and coughed dryly: "I didn't see the two coats." Is it asymmetrical? You should pay more attention to your clothes."

Cheng Qian remained silent, feeling that in this regard, he might not be able to meet the requirements of the elder brother in his entire life.

During this short journey, Yan Zhengming was embarrassed by himself, Cheng Qian reflected silently, and Li Yun, who had been squeezed out by his brother in charge, was stimulated and completely turned into a chatterbox, all the way to the new nephew Nianda babbled about all kinds of unreliable scenery of Fuyao Mountain, with little real content, and the main purpose was to show off.

Li Yun succeeded in running away from the water hole and Cheng Qian with a mouthful of magic skills, and rushed all the way to the original site of Fuyao Mountain.

The puddle was originally flying in the front, but it suddenly turned into a human form in the air without any warning, and looked down at a certain place in the mountain with a displeased face: "Senior brother, why do I see that there is a black devil at the bottom of the mountain?"

Cheng Qian was taken aback for a moment, and swept towards her like a black wind: "Is it Han Yuan?"

There were clouds and bushes under his feet, and he couldn't see clearly for a while. Puddle shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem to be the case. The blood is not that strong, but it's very dirty, and..."

Before she finished speaking, Cheng Qian had already jumped down.

Whether it is the demonic energy of the demon cultivators or the clear energy of ordinary monks, if they are not deliberately hidden, the stronger and more conspicuous they will be. The demonic energy of these demonic cultivators can be seen from the sky, and their strength is already quite terrifying. It would be reckless to go straight down without saying a word.

Probably Fuyao Mountain will always be his backlash.

Shui Keng said anxiously: "Hey, little brother, wait..."

She was about to chase, when suddenly a hand grabbed her arm, Yan Zhengming pulled her back, and said: "Don't follow, stay away."

The puddle didn't have time to react, Yan Zhengming's figure had disappeared after a flash.

Although Cheng Qian was very angry, he was not very impulsive. When he landed, he had already restrained his breath, and the breeze slipped in through the gap of the big tree, and then swept up the crown of the tree calmly. thick place.

He frowned after just one glance, and saw two men and a woman there, the woman was dressed very strangely, if not for the lack of demonic aura, she looked like a demon cultivator, with a huge trumpet flower facing the sky on her head , with disheveled clothes, all kinds of flower petals covered all the places where clothes should be worn, and naked hands and feet pierced through several large flower centers, and were covered with flower vine-shaped bracelets and anklets.

Among the two men, one was setting up formations on the ground, and the other got a small table and stool from nowhere, and was sitting beside him drinking tea leisurely.

Hua Nu smiled coquettishly and said, "Mr. Xiaoxiang and I don't understand formations, but this time it's thanks to you, Big Brother Lu."

Hearing this, the people who set up the formation hurriedly said flatteringly: "Don't dare, the junior is also taking a ride with the two seniors, picking up some small things that the seniors don't like. One day Lord Xiaoxiang wants to win the Beiming, if you can ask the junior to wait on you, Then I shall die without regret."

Jun Xiaoxiang, who was drinking tea, twitched the corner of his mouth with a half-smile: "It's good that you know."

The people who set up the formation bowed their heads obediently, and the flower girl giggled and said, "Brother Lu's mouth is really sweet—you say that this Fuyao Mountain is also an evil sect. Damo Ren, there are rumors that the previous Beiming Lord was also born here, I don’t know if it’s true.”

Jun Xiaoxiang sneered and said, "I don't know about the last one, but what ability does that surnamed Han have to cultivate a dragon body and pretend to be the sect of all demons? If there is no secret treasure here, I don't believe it." of."

The flower girl walked forward with twists and turns, sat sideways on Xiaoxiang Jun's knee, stretched out her long arms, wrapped her arms around his neck ambiguously, and said in a low voice: "Wait for us to use the array surnamed Han Break the seal of Fuyao Mountain, dig out the secret of his becoming a demon dragon, and just sit here and watch the tiger fight, and wait for him to lose both sides with the lackeys at Tianyan, and then sit back and reap the benefits... When the time comes, you will command the world, so prestige , don’t forget the efforts of the servants.”

At this time, Cheng Qian at the high place had already recognized that the formation in the hands of the person who set up the formation was exactly the same as that of Han Yuan back then, even though he knew intellectually that there was nothing that could open Fuyao Mountain other than unlocking the seal of the mountain. But my heart was still furious.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around his shoulder from behind, as if intending to stop him from acting rashly.

Cheng Qian closed his eyes, and said with his spiritual sense: "These three people plan to fish in troubled waters when they are fighting the dragon at Tianyan. But it's not good."

Yan Zhengming listened to his explanation, was silent for a moment, and replied: "Kill it."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhengming turned into an afterimage, like a drawn sword, rushing towards the seemingly most powerful Lord Xiaoxiang.

Jun Xiaoxiang shouted angrily, "Who is that!"

Yan Zhengming: "The one who wants to kill you."

While talking, the two had already engaged in hand-to-hand combat, Mr. Xiaoxiang opened his mouth and spat out, there were three shields about one foot thick in the air for no reason, all kinds of faint black auras, and Moxiu, who was halfway in the formation, immediately Showing fear, hurriedly hid aside.

Mr. Xiaoxiang floated behind the shield, and before he could let go of his breath, he heard a loud noise, three shields were smashed by a sword, and he couldn't tell what kind of sword the sword repairer was holding, the sword body was hidden in an indescribable The sword aura is not sharp at first glance, but the creepy power cannot be felt until it is close to the eyes.

Lord Xiaoxiang was shocked, he stretched out his arms, his sleeves were bulged by two balls of blackness, for a moment, this Lord Xiaoxiang became hideous, wrapped in the black air all over his body, hissed: "I see You are tired of living, let me give you a sigh of relief, and go to see your great ancestor!"

The flowers, plants, insects and birds touched by the black shadow were all dead immediately, and turned into dry branches and bones in the blink of an eye-the death energy rising from his palm!

As soon as Xiaoxiang Jun raised his hand, two deadly faces rushed towards Yan Zhengming, hitting the real essence protecting his body.

The body-protecting essence was swallowed by the death energy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after turning into death energy, it merged into the scorched black mass. Yan Zhengming's true essence was deep, and the death energy only took a few mouthfuls, and it became stronger and stronger.

At this time, Li Yun's voice came from the air: "That is the great method of reversing yin and yang, and all the true essence and vitality will be swallowed by it, but the sword can't be broken—"

After his words fell, more than a dozen swords of the primordial spirit had been pushed out like raindrops, and the sword energy was like a raging storm, sweeping out mightily, until then, Lord Xiaoxiang saw the sword in his hand clearly ——It was a wooden sword with no edge!

Jun Xiaoxiang's pupils shrank, and Yan Zhengming suddenly withdrew his body-protecting true essence. Before the death energy could approach, he was suddenly torn apart by the sword shadow in the air, and the momentum of several Yuanshen swords remained undiminished, making a "buzzing" beep , rushed straight to Mr. Xiaoxiang.

Xiaoxiang Jun was pierced by a sword, but Li Yun said: "Be careful!"

The next moment, that "Mr. Xiaoxiang" turned into a skeleton on the spot, staring at Yan Zhengming with a pair of black eyes—it was actually a stand-in.

There are countless Xiaoxiang Lords around, and they were pierced by the sword of Yuanshen countless times, but after a while, Yan Zhengming was surrounded by skeletons, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a while.

Let's talk about the flower girl, she reacted very quickly, as soon as Yan Zhengming's sword energy came out, she immediately pushed Xiaoxiang Jun to the front, and retreated far away by herself, her brows embroidered with petals frowned: "Sword cultivator?"

To a certain extent, demon cultivators are most afraid of sword cultivators. This group of people are born with evil spirits. Except for the demons, they are invulnerable to all poisons. Seeing that something is wrong, the flower girl wants to run away immediately. At this moment, a group of The cold sword intent enveloped her, only one person behind her said: "Where are you going?"

Hua Nu looked back, her eyebrows were startled, then she smiled, her face was like a flower that suddenly bloomed, she gently covered her lips, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from, you are so handsome. "

She brought a charming voice as soon as she opened her mouth. Even if the other party is higher than her cultivation level, it can't confuse the other party's mind, but it is enough to make people stunned. When Li Yun saw it in the air, she was about to remind her, but before she could open her mouth, Cheng Qian had already slashed her sword Shot over.

Li Yun was dumbfounded for a moment, then smiled and said: "This little dive—the puddle, that's what your little senior brother is good at. He has a firm mind and will never be seduced by superficial kung fu like beauty. Learn from it."

Puddle glanced at him wonderingly: "What do you want to learn? I'm not fooled by beauty, I am beauty myself."

Li Yun was so sad: "My God, you should show some face, junior sister."

Then he didn't wait for the puddle to explode, and said: "Little Qian, be careful to hold your breath, this woman has a rotten face, and it seems that she has practiced the 'Zhichun Xinfa'. There are many methods of poisonous gas and pollen."

In Li Yun's short sentence, Cheng Qian's sword energy has formed a curtain of frost, and all peaches and plums have been frozen into ice flowers. With three moves, one of the pink skull's arms has been removed.

Hua Nu let out a scream, but unfortunately, whether it was Mr. Xiaoxiang who was forced to hide by Yan Zhengming, or the people who didn't dare to show up at all, they ignored her—these people didn't even count Lin Niao, they were a little turbulent They turned their faces and didn't know each other anymore.

Frost quickly spread over her wounds, and Cheng Qian listened to Li Yun's words. In order not to let her have the opportunity to spread any messy tricks, he simply planned to freeze her and finish it with another sword.

The flower girl had long been gone before she spoke cleverly, narrowly dodged a few swords, and stared at Cheng Qian viciously, wishing to swallow him alive. She suddenly let out a scream that was not human, and the other arm that was intact came out without warning. She fell off her body, and the blood mist sprayed out for several feet, and the two blooming flowers on the empty shoulders suddenly closed, fell off her body, and a field of flowers grew on the ground.

Huatian quickly absorbed her stump and blood, and then sprayed out a thick mist.

The young man in the sky was about to poke his head to look, but was dragged back by Li Yun.

"Be careful," Li Yun said, "Your master can see it, but you may not be able to see it. This woman probably tried her best. It is a flower field raised by the flesh and blood of the host. Let alone taking a sip, if you look at it for a long time, you will fall into the illusion of a flower field." middle……"

Nian Da: "Ah? What about my master?"

Li Yun: "This is also in his hands. He is the body of Juling Jade, and these have limited influence on him."

The words fell, and the flowers in the flower field fell upside down without warning, and a burst of ice and snow fell from the sky, and the pollen fell cleanly. An eerie peach blossom.

The goddess Hua, who had almost turned into a half-person stick, changed her expression a few times, and finally her eyes fell on the peach blossoms on his shoulders, she suddenly leaned back and laughed loudly: "Haha, you are no longer a mortal body, and you can still have a peach blossom catastrophe!" What? You prudish orthodox monks..."

As soon as this statement came out, it successfully alarmed several people around.

She hadn't finished speaking when Cheng Qian's sword came. At this moment, there was a loud noise from the direction of Taiyin Mountain in the distance, mixed with the sound of wind, the chirping of giant birds, the neighing of horses, the roaring of wild animals, and the sound of flood waters. The sound of galloping... came to my ears, it was earth-shattering.

Li Yun's face changed suddenly: "Elder brother, make a quick decision, the demon-slaying array is activated!"

Before Yan Zhengming could answer, the formation demon cultivator who had been huddled in the corner suddenly raised his head, with a strange sneer on his face: "Quick battle?"

As soon as he raised his hand, the original formation on the ground suddenly changed drastically, and in a blink of an eye, his face was completely changed. Xiaoxiang Jun was hung on his chest by Yan Zhengming's sword, and he fell to the ground in a state of shock and anger: "Lu Qiuping ,what you do?!"

Lu Qiuping, the person who set up the formation, had already caught sight of the formation: "Then Han Yuan's formation is just a useless 'listening to the mountain formation', and you still want to rely on it to enter Fuyao Mountain? It's just ridiculous, hand over your position as Lord Xiaoxiang, Now I will let you know what it means to pray for a mantis to catch a cicada, and for the oriole to follow..."

The three demon cultivators actually started biting dogs at this juncture!

Everyone was confused because of the early activation of the Demon Slaying Formation, but Cheng Qian's sword remained undiminished. He turned a deaf ear and cut the female demon cultivator in two.

The flower girl was cut in half, but her upper body was crawling three feet on the ground, the gurgling blood flowed into a river, and the petals on her face withered one by one, and in a blink of an eye her face was like gold paper, full of wrinkles, and her eyes were covered by drooping eyelids. There was strong resentment in Zhu's eyes, and she said, "I'll give you a peach blossom miasma—"

After finishing speaking, Hua Nu's whole body exploded in blood and flesh. Since she opened her mouth, Cheng Qian has been on guard. At this time, the frost blade in her hand blocked in front of her body and formed a frost net. Hua Nu's blood fell on the ground. Peach blossoms, big and small, persevered on the frost-bladed sword, but without exception, they were frozen into broken flowers and leaves in a blink of an eye by the vicious sword.

He blocked and blocked like this, it was a coincidence that the peach blossom miasma that the flower girl blew up just fell to one side, and went straight into Lu Qiuping's formation.

Lu Qiuping was caught off guard, screamed, and suddenly covered his face with his hands. Three feet of red smoke rose from the formation without warning, surrounding him, and turned into a pink skull in an instant.

The accident happened so quickly and unexpectedly that everyone was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, the mutation reappeared, and a white light full of malevolent aura swooped down from Taiyin Mountain on the ground. The original Demon Slaying Formation unexpectedly expanded for more than 50 miles, including all the group of people within the scope of the formation.

The evil spirit rushed into the magic cultivation formation polluted by the peach blossom miasma, white light, magic energy and peach red cigarettes mixed together for a while, soaring into the sky.

This must be the most complicated formation in the world.