The large spiritual boat is close to the airport.
The strong wind howled, blowing the black and white robes on his body.
Ding Xie took a step forward and looked at the sky in Dongyuan with a smile on his face, his hair tied up with hairpins fluttering in the wind.
Dongyuan is a wasteland with rugged mountains and rocks.
In front of the furrows on both sides is a large plain.
The architectural style of the station is cold, like a small city standing on a barren land.
It is said that I need to add a small word, but Dongyuan City is not small at all, on the contrary, it is very huge.
The city walls are mottled and ancient, backed by towering cliffs, and connected to the ringed mountains. The city walls rise one after another to meet the prostrate dragons.
The supporting wall is not one piece, but a long section, as if to prevent something from appearing, so it was specially built like this.
After so many years, Dongyuan City has already developed.
As soon as I got off the Lingzhou boat, I felt a lively atmosphere.
The streets along the street were crowded with people, and the sound of shouting and chatting could be heard all the time.
Like Ding Xie, the Wanfa Sect disciples who came to Dongyuan in search of opportunities left the spirit boats one after another and poured into the city in groups.
The monks stationed in Dongyuan City moved the supplies under the command.
There is no forbidden air formation in Dongyuan City. Everyone abides by the rules and does not wield swords or escape in the city.
In a big city where monks live, it is not polite to fly over other people's heads. If there are too many people flying around, it will cause even greater conflicts.
However, Wanfa Sect may have different considerations for not setting up a forbidden air formation.
As a monk himself, he doesn't need to rest before he can set off.
After being held in a large spiritual boat for more than a month, I was finally freed. Of course I wanted to enter Dongyuan as soon as possible.
Ding Xie left Dongyuan City mixed in with the crowd.
As soon as I arrived in Dongyuan, I felt the surge of evil energy. I can wander around the city and replenish supplies anytime I want. It is more reliable to collect the evil energy first.
Tu Shanjun inside the banner wished he could wave his soul banner to absorb the evil spirit.
The concentration in the periphery alone far exceeds that of an ordinary battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people. If it stays for a few years, the quality of the soul flag will definitely be improved to a higher level.
Tu Shanjun has never seen the magic weapon, and he doesn't know how powerful it is, but it must be a desirable state.
Once they were far away, Ding Xie put on a black robe instead of the black and white Taoist robe of Wanfa Sect.
Although Wanfa Sect is stationed in Dongyuan, the world of monks is a mixed bag.
Especially in a place like this.
There are casual cultivators, demonic cultivators, family cultivators, disciples from other sects, and disciples from the local Wanfa Sect.
In order not to attract attention, it is better not to wear the black and white Taoist robes, and even the exercises should be avoided as much as possible to avoid being seen.
Tu Shanjun took a long breath, the smell of evil spirits was so wonderful, especially so much pure evil spirits.
The outer layer is the outer layer after all, and we still need to go closer to the core.
Tu Shanjun is quite excited. This is the most suitable place for hatching soul flags. It would be better if we can capture some foundation-building monsters to fill the soul flags.
But I didn't expect that Ding Xie would also be very excited.
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"Aren't you going to track Zhang Ran?"
Ding Xie's eyes were deep and he shook his head slightly: "I'm just a little worried about him."
"As long as Brother Tushan can sense the movement of the transmission notes, it means that his life is safe."
"We don't need to get involved."
It's not that Ding Xie is afraid of Li Shengli, but it's not necessary.
I don’t have much time, I still have other things to do.
As long as they confirm that Zhang Ran is alive and they can find him, he can't change other things.
He is only a monk in the late stage of foundation building. He still needs the strength to fight against his own family and does not have that much energy to pay attention to other people.
When there are many things to do, Ding Xie clearly prioritizes them.
Tushanjun didn't think anything was wrong.
He thought Ding Xie would follow him and wait for another opportunity.
Unexpectedly, it was just to confirm Zhang Ran’s life.
That's fine, but without close contact, the source of the evil aura on Zhang Ran's body would not be clear.
However, who doesn’t have their own secrets?
Regardless of whether Zhang Ran practices magic skills or not, this is his own choice.
Now that Ding Xie is ready, Tu Shanjun has nothing to say. He hopes that Ding Xie will focus on the soul flag.
The soul flag has been upgraded to a magic weapon, and they have the confidence to face the real Jin Dan.
Always avoiding it is not the answer.
Ding Xie turned into a black escaping light and rushed into the wasteland of Dongyuan.
The taller ones in the East Abyss Wasteland are higher. On the contrary, there are huge ravines, just like there are different abyss under each mountain peak. The evil spirits emanating from these abyss pour out and finally converge on the top of the head.
Jump in head first.
We can often see different types of light-escapes and monks flying with swords.
Ding Xie's eyes hidden under his hood swept over those people.
They didn't seem to be easy to get along with, and they all looked wary. Some were chatting in low voices, and some had flashing eyes. They should have used sound transmission.
When Ding Xie flew across the sky, a monk in the foundation-building stage stopped him, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, Dongyuan Kuangkuang will inevitably be unable to do it alone. Why don't we act together?"
After taking a quick look, Ding Xie deliberately lowered his voice: "No need."
As soon as he finished speaking, he left from the side.
Seeing that they could not recruit Ding Xie, they set their sights on others.
Tu Shanjun found it interesting. These people were either confident in themselves or wanted to trick others. Otherwise, they would not rush to find unfamiliar colleagues.
It was just a small incident, and was quickly ignored.
Ding Xie set up his escape light and flew thousands of miles away, selected the deepest abyss in the East Abyss, and jumped into them.
The further down you fly, the more intense the evil energy you can feel, and the evil energy around you can be clearly seen with the naked eye.
After a few more days, we just selected a location halfway up the mountain.
Ding Xie released the sword pill, hoping to open up a cave and set up a large formation to condense the evil energy.
"Buzz."
The soul flag shook, and Ding Xie pulled open the flag's surface, only to see a line of words narrated above.
"Twenty miles to the lower left."
Since Brother Tushan said so, there's no harm in going and taking a look.
By the time he arrived at this place, it was already close to the middle bottom of the abyss.
There are very few people who come here to open caves.
He spit out the sword ball and slashed into the wall, digging in for about five miles.
There was actually a gathering of evil spirits here, even forming a small whirlpool of evil spirits.
This vortex of evil spirits does not seem to exist alone, but seems to be connected to other evil spirits underground.
"Good place."
Ding Xie waved the soul flag, pulled open the flag's surface, and formed the Jusha Seal with his hands.
Zhang Xuhun's banner stands in front of him.
With the output of mana, Tu Shanjun stepped out of the soul flag, wearing a black robe that covered all physical features.
His eyes flashed with spiritual light, discerning the evil spirit surging in the air.
"Brother Tushan, you have to deal with the formation." Ding Xie said with a smile.
When it comes to fighting skills, he does his best, and if you want to say that the auxiliary training is not even half a bucket of water compared to Tu Shanjun.
Tu Shanjun's formation method is not half-empty. With his current attainments, he should be among the best among the foundation-building monks.
Use a jade knife to carve out the spiritual stone array base.
The seals of both hands were completed in an instant, the mana points were placed on the base of the formation, and the formation was activated immediately.
"Gather evil spirits and collect yin."
"Spiritual Formation."
Expand one more layer, and drive high-quality rune stone pillars into the wall.
Driven by mana, it rapidly expanded and grew, and finally the pillars were connected end to end, forming a prismatic cube that enveloped the formation inside.
The runes engraved on the rune stone pillars flicker and connect, and layers of complex silk threads with light gather to form a spell formation.
Ding Xie stared at everything in front of him in stunned silence. He originally thought that Tu Shanjun, a main soul, would only know small formations, but he did not expect that deploying them in person would have such a powerful effect.
Three layers of overlapping formations form a round sphere.
The lowest level of Gathering Evil and Gathering Yin formation expands the Gathering Spirit formation, and ends with defense development. The three can form a cycle instead of separate individuals.
Ding Xie couldn't understand, but he felt very shocked.
"Am I a monk, or is he a monk?"
"Why can't I understand the formation arranged by my magical weapon spirit?"
"..."
"What are you doing standing still?"
Tu Shanjun glanced at Ding Xie, and then plunged into the soul flag.
Ding Xie, who was awakened, quickly threw the soul flag into the center of the formation. The soul flag fell directly into the center of the evil cyclone as the formation flag, and the surrounding evil energy quickly gathered towards the soul flag.
Ding Xie leaned on the soul flag and took the Yin Soul Pill.
With the blessing of the Spirit Gathering Array, not only was his mana not consumed, but it was quickly replenished.
Originally, the evil spirit was still a stream, but in the blink of an eye, it became a river, rapidly absorbing the surrounding evil energy.
The cyclone was originally small, but became very powerful due to the blessing of the soul flag.
Looking down from the sky, one can see the rapid surge of evil spirits.
A few hours later.
The wasteland of Dongyuan.
In an unknown cave.
A creature opened its eyes, and it looked so clear in the darkness. He was furious: "Who!"
"Who stole the source of my condensed evil spirit?"
The evil spirit vortex he was sitting on was gone, as if all the evil energy had found another outlet to vent.
Following the flow of evil energy, he rushed all the way, and finally stopped in front of a cave where a magic circle was arranged, and shouted loudly: "That thief!"
Seeing that no one responded inside, a breath of flames spurted out, immediately burning through the originally sealed cave.
Ding Xie opened his eyes from meditation, feeling equally angry.
He was practicing hard here to control his evil spirit, but some blind guy came to the door and even attacked the formation he had set up.
Signaling Tu Shanjun to open the door, Ding Xie walked out of the cave, looked at the visitor, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, why are you disturbing my practice?"
The visitor was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had spots on his long face, which turned red due to anger.
Her dark green hair was pulled up into a bun.
The man shouted angrily: "Who is your fellow Taoist? Spit out my things."
"Fellow Taoist, this is unreasonable. We have no grievances between you and me, but you are the one who interferes with my practice." Ding Xie pointed his sword at the same time and unsheathed the magic sword behind his back: "If we continue to entangle you, don't blame my magic sword for being ruthless.
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This chapter has been completed!