Chapter 98 The person who broke the formation was actually me?! Grand scene, great fortune! The six sects’ giant ships and magical weapons appeared in the sky. Foundation-building monks are stationed in mountains, rivers and lakes. The area within a radius of 500 miles and 3,000 miles of the Lingshou Mountain Hall was surrounded. Finally, the Jindan cultivators shuttled through and patrolled. It is about protection, but also about not letting go of possible loopholes. Li Xunhuan stood on the top of Zhongjia Mountain and looked around. There is a dense encirclement ahead, and Brother Wang is standing by a lake not far away. There are sparse people behind me.
Well, he was the finale. Previously, after a slightly ceremonial construction operation, the six factions began to deploy their defenses in a tight manner. As a small cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, he was arranged here by coincidence. He looked up into the air again. Lei Wanhe's figure always passed by by chance, and it was very frequent. It may not be a coincidence either. He set a small goal: in the next decisive battle of the demonic invasion, he would fight ten of them. I just don't know whether Linghu will protect him. Just as he was thinking about it, the central scene suddenly exploded. "Hahaha, fellow Taoist, why bother with all this? I am here to learn from you." As a heroic voice came from the center, everyone looked inside. The formation suddenly became clear and transparent, and the ancestor of the Zhong family floated in it with his hands raised. "rise." As soon as he finished speaking, the ripples of the formation emitted more light and became thicker. Then, the shadow of the formation ripples shrank inwards, falling layer by layer into the mountain, and ended silently. Three breaths later, a ten-foot-tall spiritual figure appeared, sitting above the formation, looking deep in thought. When he opened his eyes, his face and body became concrete, and it was Zhongli's appearance. He stretched his body, smiled, and glanced viciously at the Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect in the crowd. In an instant, a figure appeared in front of him. A red and a blue protective divine light appeared, and two light waves passed each other across the air.
The red light retreated. "Middle stage of Nascent Soul?" Great Elder Yanyue had a solemn expression on his face, and the aura he exuded was even stronger than hers. Beside her, seven Nascent Soul cultivators also felt this momentum. Linghu's face turned serious. "Fellow Taoist, what is this?" "Yuling Yuling, Ling can also be the spirit in the mountain," "This, this, this, can the Yuling Sect be so powerful?" "Ancient Great Array, what do you think, fellow Daoist?" The Great Elder of Yanyue Sect continued, "This is a remnant formation, covering a maximum of 300 miles. Moreover, this move will consume the power of the formation faster, and the speed of decline will be faster. We just need to hold on." "I see." One chase and eight run! For a moment, the only voice left in the room was Zhongli's. "Daoyou, don't run." "If you have the ability to destroy my Spirit Beast Mountain, why don't you take my attack head-on?" "Hahaha, today's battle was worth it." At Zhongjiashan, at some point, Lei Wanhe landed next to Li Xunhuan, and both of them were looking at the battle on the field. As expected, only afterimages and sounds could be seen. Lei Wanhe said with emotion, "The Zhong family's ancestor is a man of character, much better than old ghost Zhong." Li Xunhuan nodded slightly to show his approval. There is only one cultivator among millions who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage. Naturally, it belongs to the outstanding people. However, he was more puzzled by another question. "Master, is this formation so powerful?" "The art of formation has existed since ancient times. In ancient times, there were formation practitioners who fought against opponents of higher levels and defeated the strong with the weak." "If it's so powerful, this formation must be invincible." "According to what your Grandmaster Linghu said, this formation was embedded in the spiritual vein of the mountain and should have been permanent, but for some reason, something went wrong with the spiritual vein." "Spiritual veins?" "You haven't touched such profound things yet, so practice well."
"Oh," Li Xun Huan agreed obediently, feeling puzzled. It turns out that the master is actually me... In the main hall of Lingshou Mountain, Zhong Cheng stood on the stage with four people standing below. Zhong Cheng glanced at his descendant Zhong Wu from the corner of his eye, and the other party responded with a flattering smile. Birds of a feather flock together, Zhong Cheng finds it disgusting. At this moment, he finally understood how the Zhong family's ancestor felt about him. He shook his head and looked at the other three. There were three people, one woman and two men, all of whom had reached the peak of the foundation building stage. "How is the Yuling Jue you three are practicing?" The three of them were led by the woman, who replied, "A brief transformation of one moment and three seconds," "it is good." Zhong Cheng showed relief on his face. He stroked his beard and told the others that the formation was about to be broken. "That's it. The ancestor will create an opportunity at that time. What will you three choose? Are you willing to escape with me?" The three of them looked at each other, one bad news and one good news, catching them off guard. The woman's eyes flashed and she asked respectfully, "Master uncle told the three of us about this important matter. Do you have anything else to ask of you?" "good." Zhong Cheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he became more and more confident about the plan in his mind. Before responding, he deliberately glanced at Zhong Wu and said in a helpless tone, "I am a Jindan cultivator. My target is too big to lead my people. I hope you three can take him with you." The three looked at Zhong Wu, who was quite old but ugly, and whose cultivation level was only at the eleventh level of Qi training. Zhong Wu noticed their gazes and immediately smiled back. Well, uglier. The woman hesitated for a moment and agreed. "Uncle Master, are there any rules?" "Yes, Zhongjia Mountain is more than 2,000 miles away from here. The ancestor will throw us there. Whether we live or die at that time will depend on your luck." . . .
After another day and night, the Nascent Soul battle changed. From the initial momentum and pursuit, it became a evenly matched situation. After the ancestor of the Zhong family had his protective aura broken by the great elder of the Yanyue Sect once again, the formation was replenished in time and recovered almost instantly. However, Zhongli's aura continued to fluctuate in the middle and early stages of the Nascent Soul. The formation can't hold on any longer! He stared at the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect. At the same time, he sent a message to the formation, "Zhong Cheng," "Ancestor, Zhong Cheng of the Zhong family is here." "action." The ancestor of the Zhong family locked up the five people with his spiritual power and rushed out of the formation. The others dodged his first wave of attacks as usual. An accident happened. Zhongli broke away from the formation and flew towards the outside of Spirit Beast Mountain. The Nascent Soul cultivator's escape technique is so fast that a few seconds of pause will cover a distance of a hundred feet. "Humph, if you leave the formation, you will die." The Great Elder of Yanyue Sect and other Nascent Soul ancestors gave chase. Accidental regeneration. Zhongli turned back again. He did not vent his anger by killing Jiedan, but instead fought a life-and-death battle with the eight of them. He was willing to sacrifice his life to leave a chance for the Zhong family. . . . Zhongjiashan. Li Xunhuan felt a little numb. He was at the outermost edge, but he didn't expect that trouble would still come. Who would have thought. Lei Wanhe didn't expect that "Old Ghost Zhong, don't even think about running away." After saying this, he also turned into light and disappeared. Behind him, Li Xun Huan just raised his hand and didn't have time to say anything. "Lure the tiger away from the mountain, Master." At this moment, two green snakes snaked up and ran towards him. In the distance, Zhong Wu looked expectant. Senior sister, come on!
The next second, with hope still on his face, he fell to the ground with a bang. Li Xun Huan casually dealt with the little Qi training cultivator, his face becoming even more solemn. "You two, come out." (End of this chapter)