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Wei Qing only felt the emptiness and whiteness in front of his eyes, and his body fluttered with Mo Xuanfang in mid-air. There was nothing to support him, only his right hand, which was tightly clenched with him, was the only support.

Standing still, the next moment, a scorching breath rushed towards his face.

In a trance, Wei Qing thought that he had returned to the fire torture, and shivered suddenly. Mo Xuanfang immediately tightened his hand, squeezed him a little more, and said, "Don't be afraid, this place is the place of the Juexian Heavenly Formation." The first formation, the four-square five-element fiery formation, although this is the first time for me to break into it, but with me here, the fire will not hurt you in the slightest."

While speaking, a wall of fire had spread out in the void, trapping the two of them in all directions.

The previous sky fire training made Wei Qing bite his bones and scrape his marrow. Unexpectedly, he would encounter raging fire all around him, and his scalp could not help numb, but he didn't want to drag Mo Xuanfang back, and secretly accumulated strength to fight against the scorching air.

Mo Xuanfang pulled Wei Qing up and flew up to a high place, but the flames rose with the momentum and did not slump at all. Mo Xuanfang frowned slightly, thinking that Da Luo's golden body would wrap the two of them through the wall and pass through the wall. Break through hard.

But to Wei Qing's despair, there is still a wall of fire behind the wall of fire.No matter which direction you fly, the firewall is always with you, and every bit of it is not leaked.

Da Luo's golden body dissipated, Wei Qing was sweating profusely, and the flames continued in front of his eyes. The golden dragon in his body seemed to be very afraid of this formation, and did not dare to act rashly.

With this posture, if you don't get out of the predicament in time, the way of heaven will definitely run this formation until the two of them are wiped out.

Mo Xuanfang let go of Wei Qing, made seals with his hands, and held a purple-handled whisk in his hands for a moment.

Wei Qing knew that it was the treasure of the Ziyun Sect, the Heavenly Bliss Whisk, and Mo Xuanfang used it to hide the mortal roots. He never used it, so it can be seen that this Heavenly Immortal Formation is no small matter, and he was forced to use this whisk .

The purple light suddenly appeared, bursting like tiles and broken stones, and as soon as the dust whisk came out, the redness in Mo Xuanfang's eyes could no longer be suppressed and flew out from the corners of the eyes, the pupils were like blood, and the half lotus on the forehead had already turned into a dark red mark.

The heavenly demon has become a reality, and the common people are in trouble.

Both of them were trapped in the formation, and they couldn't feel the great changes of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, and the lake and sea churning.But Mo Xuanfang was well aware of the disaster that was about to happen, and tightly protected Wei Qing, but he didn't regret it.

Although Wei Qing didn't feel it, Mo Xuanfang's falling into the devil was always a problem in his heart. Now that he saw the fait accompli, he didn't know what would happen next, his heart felt sad, his eyes were sore, but he couldn't shed a single tear because of the scorching fire.

He looked at Mo Xuanfang's side face, the pupils of the stars in the sky had been stained with blood, with a completely different cold aura from the past.

"Xuan Fang..." Wei Qing called out in a hoarse voice.

Mo Xuanfang turned his face away, that cold face had become extremely strange.Only the blood-colored pupils gradually changed into gentle eyes, and he said softly: "Si Ying, is it too hot to bear? Let me melt some pieces of Da Luo's golden body to protect you."

"No need..." Wei Qing hurriedly held his hand, "We don't know how many trials we have to pass later, but I can still bear it now. It's just... what I want to tell you is that no matter what happens to you, we will always Together."

Mo Xuanfang stared at him, smiled lightly with the corners of his red-scattered mouth, nodded and said: "Okay."

Suddenly the white robe fluttered, and he leaped into the air. Amid the soaring fire, he pulled out his right hand and swung the fly whisk. The fly flew forward like a broken bamboo, rushed into the nearby wall of fire, and opened a big hole.

"Walk……"

Mo Xuanfang hooked Wei Qing's waist with one hand, and the two rushed into the gap together.

All of a sudden, the rain of swords came across the sky with raging fire. Every long sword unsheathed was tempered with fire. The murderous aura of death was revealed in the light of the fire, and they stabbed Wei Qing and Mo Xuanfang one after another.

The two rolled and moved, avoiding the rain of swords. Mo Xuanfang's dust whisk surrounded the two of them, and there were countless broken swords.

The fire disappeared as the sword body shattered, but the rain of swords was boundless and endless, and as far as the eye could see, there was a vast sea of ​​flames. Wei Qing summoned dozens of other magic weapons to protect him, but he was almost stabbed several times, but was blocked by Mo Xuanfang went back.

"Si Ying, are we coming from the east?" Mo Xuanfang casually turned the fire sword into nothingness and asked in the steam.

Although the formation was made by Mo Xuan Fang, no one has ever entered this Heavenly Immortal Formation before, and he can only speculate on the details.

Wei Qing panted: "It seems to be, by the way, Xuanfang, you see that there seems to be the main flag of Jiuxiao over there, but I don't know which Xiao's it is."

"That's right. Si Ying, you wait here for a while, be careful, I'm going to break the formation, and I'll go back as soon as I go."

As Mo Xuanfang said, his five fingers were bluffing, and he gently pressed close to Wei Qing's back. A few strands of Da Luo's golden body fragments immediately flowed from his fingertips, turning into golden armor to cover Wei Qing.

Before the words fell, the others had already moved and flew out.

"You have to be careful too!"

The impenetrable sword rain whizzed towards Wei Qing immediately, a sea of ​​flames raged, and he was in danger like a drop in the ocean. Fortunately, Wei Qing is now in the Mahayana realm, and his skills are a hundred times more dexterous than before. , barely supported.

Mo Xuanfang opened the way with his fly whisk, looked back at Wei Qing in the sea of ​​fire, worried in his heart, and was almost stabbed by a fiery sword, his gesture sank, and he used 120 points of profound energy to move forward with all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Xuanfang was already standing somewhere in the sea of ​​flames, sword rains from all directions were detouring, and there was a transparent gap here.

Mo Xuanfang knew that this was the main position of the formation, as long as the guarding Lord Xiao was pushed out of the main position, the formation could be broken.

He raised his hand and swung the fly whisk, and a purple-gold flag jumped out of the void, followed by a black-robed man rolling out.

The man in black robe was tall and handsome, when he saw Mo Xuanfang, he hurriedly knelt down and bowed down, calling out: "Sect Master." It was Master Dongchen Xiao.

"Dong Chen, I am no longer the Sect Master of Ziyun, you don't need to worship me when you see me." Mo Xuanfang swung his whisk and forcibly pulled him up.

But Master Dongchen Xiao knelt down again and said: "Sovereign, you will always be Sect Master Ziyun in the hearts of your subordinates."

The corners of Mo Xuanfang's eyes overflowed with redness, and he lowered his head to look at Master Dongchen Xiao. Ever since he rebelled against the sect in the Absolute Immortal Formation and abdicated, he knew that all the disciples of Ziyun Sect who defended the formation knew about it.

But the Nine Heavens and Twelve Palaces have followed him for many years, and the relationship of many years can be changed overnight.

He was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Dongchen, this deity is indeed no longer the Ziyun suzerain, but since you still call me suzerain because of past affection, then quickly evacuate Dong Chenxiao's position as the suzerain, and this deity will not be with you." You will meet in battle."

Master Dongchen Xiao said in a deep voice: "Sovereign, you asked your subordinates to evacuate from the fire formation of four directions and five elements, and your subordinates dare not refuse, but suzerain, how can you give up the immortal journey? Abandon Ziyun sect? Since that's the case, you accepted me in back then , taught me to cultivate for 800 years, to eliminate demons and protect the way, and to go through life and death, and for what? Dongchen is ignorant, please explain clearly to me, suzerain."

Mo Xuanfang sighed softly and said: "Dong Chen, when the war broke out, your parents died one after another. I saw you as a young child with a calm breath and a good courage. You are a good root of cultivating immortals. This is why I brought you to the world." You go back to Purple Cloud Sect and form a fairy relationship."

"Sovereign..." Master Dongchen Xiao fell down on the ground, his shoulders shrugged, and he actually cried.

Mo Xuanfang said to himself again: "I brought you back to Ziyunzong, naturally I want you to eliminate demons, protect the way, and protect the common people. This is the case when I am in Ziyunzong, and it is the same when I am not here. It should be said that this deity has been with you for 800 years. You've said it all, what else do you want me to say?"

After hearing this, Dongchen Xiaozhu stopped sobbing, wiped away his tears, and slowly stood up.

"Sovereign, since you said that, Dongchen already understood. You will always be the suzerain in my heart, but that dragon is also a dragon. If the suzerain protects him, I can't go against my heart and let you go."

As he spoke, his complexion darkened, and suddenly two wings sprouted from his back. Looking closely, there were eight long swords. The black gold swords leaped out of the scabbard, bringing out eight fire dragons, twisting the surrounding space so much that it twisted endlessly.

"Sovereign, offended."

The eight swords pointed at Mo Xuanfang, the flames were raging, and the murderous aura was blared in the air.

Mo Xuanfang nodded and said, "Dongchen, you should be careful."

"Shhhhhh!"

Dongchen Xiaozhu's eight swords came out from behind, and the fire field ignited a raging fire, and rushed towards Mo Xuanfang with overwhelming energy.

But Mo Xuanfang stood still, pinched the seal with one hand, and flung out the dust whisk with his right hand, and the whisk silk exploded like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, with purple aura rising.

Just hearing the sound of "bang", a huge fire ball exploded in the air, the eight Wujin swords were instantly shattered like stone chips, and the surrounding space was turbulent.

The trick has been seen, Master Dongchen Xiao half-kneeled on the ground, bleeding from the mouth and nose, his skill has been seriously injured.

However, Mo Xuanfang stood in the air, his white clothes were spotless, and said: "I order you to step down from the main position quickly, and I will keep you alive."

Dong Chenxiao supported the ground with his fingers, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he barely got up.

"Sovereign, this is a formation that you personally set up. You should know that each of the twelve halls of the Nine Heavens maintains its own position. This is the formation of the Ziyun Sect's Dingtian God, the way of heaven of the Absolute Immortal Formation."

After Dongchen Xiaozhu finished speaking, the sword shavings scattered around began to gather one after another, forming a fiery red ball, and then gradually stretched, unfolding into a ganoderma-like fire stick.

Mo Xuanfang frowned slightly.This is Huo Ruyi——

One of the twelve artifacts of the Dingtian Divine Formation, the four-square and five-element fire array fixed formation magic weapon Huo Ruyi.

Huo Ruyi showed up so quickly, so he must borrow a place to pass on, the wheel tactics, it is better to make a quick decision.

Mo Xuanfang said: "Sure enough, it was taught by this deity. Master Dongchen Xiao, you are very good. Then this deity will respect your choice. In the next life, you can go on the road of cultivating immortals again."

As Mo Xuanfang said, he slowly opened his hands, his white clothes danced, and the dust whisk emitted a radiant light in his hands, rolling towards Lord Dongchenxiao like a swimming dragon.

At the same time, Huo Ruyi also spewed out black flames in the air, and the billowing black flames covered the sky and covered the sun, as if restraining Mo Xuanfang's Xuantian purple energy.

Twelve magic tools are used to enforce the law of heaven in the formation, and can also change and derive the Taoism that traps the people in the formation. When encountering Buddhas and killing Buddhas, gods and ghosts are not afraid.

Mo Xuanfang's complexion changed slightly, his phoenix eyes were empty, and he advanced instead of retreating.

His white clothes fluttered like a white light in the netherworld, purple energy burst out from his body, he ignored the burning flames of Huo Ruyi, flew into the black flames and slapped Lord Dongchen Xiao's chest with his palm.

With this palm, he used all his strength, and Master Dongchen Xiao directly killed half of his life. He was pushed away from the master's seat, and flew into the sea of ​​flames.

And Mo Xuanfang was also injured by Huo Ruyi, his hands and wrists were surrounded by black flames, like maggots on tarsal bones, burning his immortal marrow.

But the sea of ​​flames and the rain of swords in the sky have been reduced by half. At the same time that Lord Dongchen Xiao was pushed away from the throne, Huo Ruyi also disappeared.

Mo Xuanfang glanced at Lord Dongchen Xiao, knowing that no one could retreat from the fire that day, and he himself could not save him. The only plan for now is to break the formation as soon as possible, so that he has a chance of survival.

The golden armor formed from Da Luo's fragments will soon expire. Wei Qing was struggling to hold on to the sword rain, but suddenly the fire rain in the sky was reduced by half, and his pressure suddenly eased.

Looking up, his immortal statue was descending from the sky, flying towards him like a god descending into the world.