The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Even Gu Xuanzhan, the oldest in the Gu family, didn't care about the distinction between the direct line and the side branch.

"That's good."

Gu Shiyou nodded and said,

"The treasure-hunting monks are probably coming soon. Let's enter the formation quickly!

Don't let Chang Huan hold us back."

This formation is one of their trump cards for entering the Qianlong Mountains to search for spiritual objects. It is a second-level inferior formation that Gu Changli exchanged for with a lot of family contribution points.

When fully driven, it can resist several attacks from ordinary cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and has helped them escape danger several times.

Gu Changyue nodded and entered the formation.

After the formation was activated, it emitted a burst of spiritual light. After a few breaths, the light of the formation disappeared, and the people in the formation all sat cross-legged, pretending to recover their spiritual power.

Gu Changhuan concealed his body and breath, Qing Tu hid not far away, and the two eagle-shaped puppets also hid in the dense tree canopy.

To be on the safe side, Gu Changhuan even temporarily handed the Golden Light Bowl to Gu Shiyou, fearing that the formation could not withstand it and that the Gu family cultivators would suffer casualties.

After all, he was the one who proposed this plan, and he should try to consider it carefully.

Even if he used the clansmen as bait to attract the enemy's attention so that he could attack and eliminate some of the enemies first to gain an advantage, he had to ensure that this "bait" would not be eaten by the enemy.

The scene was quiet for a while, and just as Gu Changhuan looked at the Tongxiantu again and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, he suddenly sensed a strange breath.

Gu Changhuan, who was hiding in the dark, had a thought and looked to the west.

This group of people came very quickly, less than a quarter of an hour before and after.

Three foundation-building cultivators came, and the Qi training cultivators did not notice it for the time being, so they should have been left behind.

Foundation-building cultivators can fly with swords, so their speed is naturally much faster. m.

Gu Changhuan frowned secretly. One of the three had the cultivation of the eighth level of foundation building, and the other two had the cultivation of the fourth and second levels of foundation building respectively. He should pick the weakest one first, kill the one with the lowest cultivation first, and shock the remaining two.

In a flash, the three had arrived at the place where the Gu family was resting. However, the three foundation-building cultivators had not appeared yet, and the spell had already arrived.

The cultivator surnamed Guan and others had already used their spiritual sense to scan the surroundings several times, and they dared to attack the Gu family's Qi training cultivators in such a grand manner only after they were sure that there were no foundation-building cultivators.

After all, they all wanted to kill more cultivators, get more storage bags, and obtain more spiritual objects.

They were either pinching their fingers or summoning magic tools, and under the urging of their true essence,

a sword light, a giant hammer, and a firebird shot towards the Gu family's Qi training cultivators at the same time!

They attacked without even saying hello!

The sword, hammer and firebird rushed towards the several Qi training monks of the Gu family, and their momentum was frightening.

No matter how well prepared they were before, they were still a little flustered when facing the attacks of the three foundation building monks. Some of them stood up at once and took out their defensive magic tools.

At this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared above their heads, resisting the three attacks.

It was the invisible formation that was resisting the spells and magic tools. The formation kept trembling, and it seemed difficult to resist the attacks of the three foundation building monks.

The three monks surnamed Guan obviously did not expect that these Qi training monks would set up formations for protection when meditating, but Guan Zhang and the other two did not think much about it. Only the monk surnamed Cheng was slightly stunned.

However, the formation obviously could not resist them for long. It was even on the verge of collapse. Seeing this, they immediately increased the injection of true essence.

At the same time, the Jingkong Zhan in Gu Changhuan's hand was almost instantly formed and flew out of his hand!

The silent and shocking air slash instantly slashed towards the lowest-level cultivator named Zhang!

After all, the cultivator named Zhang was a casual cultivator who had experienced life and death for a long time. He almost instinctively sensed the danger before death came.

His body suddenly became ablaze with spiritual light, and the heart armor that was not easily shown to others also emerged. At the same time, he suddenly moved forward several meters, and the whole person flew out like a startled wild goose.

However, the speed of the shocking air slash was only faster than that.

At the same time, a white light appeared in front of the cultivator named Zhang from nowhere. It was Qing Tu.

Qing Tu looked directly at the cultivator named Zhang, and a spiritual light flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the one-eyed cultivator named Cheng shouted:

"Fellow Daoist Zhang! Don't look at the eyes of the fox demon!"

But it was too late.

In a flash, the cultivator named Zhang felt that the world suddenly stopped, and then his neck was numb, and then the world turned upside down. He could feel something hot splashing on his face, and before he could remember what it was, he lost consciousness.

The head of the monk surnamed Zhang flew a few meters away and then rolled to the ground.

The monk surnamed Guan and others did not expect that someone would hide his cultivation level in the dark, and he was a sixth-level master of the foundation-building stage. He killed a foundation-building stage master with one move. It seems that they have met a tough guy.

Seeing that the monk surnamed Zhang was dead, Guan and Cheng's faces were condensed;

The monk surnamed Guan's face sank even more, and he cursed the black monkey in his heart for being useless. He couldn't find out the news clearly! He actually missed such a ruthless character!

However, when the head of the monk surnamed Zhang fell to the ground, the formation protecting the Gu family's Qi training stage monks was shattered!

Originally, seeing that Gu Changhuan had killed a powerful enemy in the foundation-building stage with one strike, the morale of the Gu family monks was greatly boosted, and they almost cheered out loud.

But they didn't expect that their formation, which they relied on as a trump card, would be broken so quickly, and they were all panicked.

Although the fire bird's spiritual energy dissipated with the death of the monk surnamed Zhang, the power of the giant hammer and the sword light remained, far beyond the ability of these Qi training monks to block. But there were still many Qi training monks who sacrificed their first-level magic weapons to try to resist.

At this time, the golden bowl in Gu Shiyou's hand shone brightly, resisting the giant hammer and sword light.

It was Gu Changhuan who decisively activated the golden bowl to resist the attack.

After a sharp and fierce collision, the giant hammer returned to the hands of the monk surnamed Guan, and the power of the sword light was exhausted; Gu Changhuan and Qingtu had already fought with the monk surnamed Guan and the monk surnamed Cheng, and the fight was in full swing.

Gu Changhuan and Qingtu, the master and servant, fought against the monk surnamed Guan and the monk surnamed Cheng, whose cultivation was far higher than theirs, and they were not at a disadvantage at all, and even had the upper hand.

The monk surnamed Guan was seen manipulating a huge hammer to hit Gu Changhuan. Gu Changhuan was agile and dodged the huge hammer by dodging to the right.

However, at this time, the monk surnamed Guan suddenly appeared in front of him and punched him in the head with a fist as big as a casserole. Gu Changhuan could even feel the stinging pain from the wind from the fist blowing across his face.

If this punch had hit him solidly...