The patience on Jin Kui's face has completely disappeared, and what remains is solemnity, severity, and unspeakable anger.
"I'm very angry with you. I really think you are someone who is easy to bully."
"You evil spirit is really stubborn and incomprehensible."
"It's just a small realm in the upper reaches. How dare you speak so brazenly?"
Being able to cultivate to the golden elixir is to some extent exploring your own path.
Except for Tian Linggen, who is extremely qualified, no one has come here without a lot of hard work. Along the way, they have walked on the bones of many peers, not to mention mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and have also experienced countless battles.
Who is completely devoid of anger?
For the sake of a small realm, he made some concessions.
In exchange, the other party took advantage of him again and again, even threatening to destroy his sect.
No matter how worried a monk is, he will not remain indifferent when faced with such a situation.
"Let's see how you use to destroy my sect." Jin Kui shouted, and immediately the pressure of the aura around him was completely released, and the consciousness covering thousands of miles was like a stretched thread, quickly gathered at this moment.
The invisible threads finally converged on the evil ghost in front of him, locking him firmly.
As a Jindan monk, Jin Kui has his own keenness. He can sense the danger emanating from the red-haired evil ghost, and he also understands that the other party is not joking at all.
The red-haired evil ghost might really want to destroy his sect.
However, even if there is only a slight possibility, the protective measures that should be taken cannot be relaxed.
"Shenghushan Formation!"
The message of the Golden elixir monk spread throughout the world.
The foundation-building monks of the Chiwu Sect, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately entered the formation base and controlled the formation with their bodies.
Red pillars of light soared into the sky from the orderly peaks of the Chiwuzong Mountains.
The golden light spreads, and in the blink of an eye, the two inner and outer Golden Crow arrays protected by layers are formed, and the light curtain is like water and light.
With the power of the whole sect, hundreds of qi training disciples and nine foundation-building monks, the mountain-protecting formation opened is enough to withstand the attack of the golden elixir monks, and it is not afraid at all even when facing the monks in the middle stage of the golden elixir.
With such preparations and defensive measures, Shangzong's support from Sunset Mountain will surely arrive before the sect is breached.
If he, Jin Kui, can personally preside over the formation, even a few more Jindan monks will not be able to break through the mountain-protecting formation. This is the foundation of the sect's formation, giving them the confidence to resist stronger monks.
"What's wrong? Why did the mountain-protecting formation suddenly rise?"
"Is the sect in danger?"
"I heard that something big happened in the morning. The sect master and the elders stayed in the meeting hall until the afternoon before showing up. It seems that even the ancestors have left seclusion."
"Look, the person outside the formation seems to be the ancestor."
"Outside the formation."
"It's really the ancestor, who is the man in black robe?"
The monks of the sect, who were already nervous because of the unexplained incident, were even more panicked at this time.
Even the mountain-protecting formation has been activated. Doesn't this mean that the sect is facing a huge crisis, and it may even be a disaster?
"We must believe in our ancestors and our elders, and we will definitely be able to protect our sect."
"Yes, now that the formation is open, we must stay calm and not cause trouble even if we can't help."
…
The red-haired evil ghost stared blankly at the opening of the mountain-protecting formation, stretched out his palm, and slowly turned the flat blue-white ghost hand.
The back of the hand is exposed, and the purple-black oval nails are shining with light.
Tu Shanjun whispered one word: "Ni."
Buzz!
Black-red threads appeared in the red-gold formation.
If you look closely, it seems that they are not threads but cracks.
In just a blink of an eye, cracks had spread throughout the hundreds of miles of formation that enveloped the mountains and rivers.
Immediately afterwards, the black-red mist rose up and turned into a solid black barrier, which was just caught in the gap of the double-layer formation.
The curtain was covering the sky, and the originally clear sky was shrouded in shadows. The monks in the formation felt it particularly profoundly.
"Is this the sect's mountain-protecting formation? Why..."
"Why does it look so weird?"
The monks of the Chiwu Sect raised their heads and stared blankly at the large light curtain above their heads.
Not to mention the sect disciples, the foundation-building monks who were in charge of the formation were already shocked and speechless.
This is not their sect formation at all.
Not only was it not the sect's grand formation, but on the contrary, they were also held back by this sudden appearance. It was not possible to remove the formation, nor to maintain the formation. Such a dilemma was difficult to explain to others.
Jin Lianhuo stood at the base of the main formation, also at a loss. This was the first time he had seen such a situation, and it was already beyond his understanding.
"Ancestor." His eyes touched and he sent out his message.
Now that's all he can do.
"You did it." Jin Kui stared at the red-haired evil ghost in the distance who pressed down his wrist. His eyes were full of solemnity, and even his brows were furrowed.
The current incident was definitely not caused by the monks of the sect.
Then it can only be the red-haired evil ghost in front of me.
The True King of Daheishan, Tushanjun.
Tu Shanjun's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be happy about his success. He just said in a normal way: "You don't have much time left."
Of course, there is not much time left for Tushanjun.
As a monk who is proficient in the talisman formation, and he can keep up with Tu Shanjun's cultivation, it is enough to show Tu Shanjun's understanding of the talisman formation.
It's true that he couldn't destroy the Chiwu Sect's mountain-protecting formation head-on, but he could still do it by adding some ingredients into it.
Even with his level of cultivation, it would be very difficult to face the mountain-protecting formation.
If they really set up a mountain-protecting formation, they would not be able to conquer it in a short while, let alone wipe out the Chiwu Sect before Sunset Mountain could react.
Even if it ends in the end, the remaining mana will not be able to deal with Sunset Mountain.
Jin Kui did not act rashly. He had to get the problem of the formation out of Tushanjun's mouth. Otherwise, there would always be such a hidden danger, which would prevent him from giving full play to his strength.
He said coldly: "A great monk in the middle stage of Jindan dare not attack openly. How can this be called seeking justice?"
"That's right. How can monsters and ghosts be called monsters if they don't use tricks?"
"For you to gain cultivation, it will only cause the innocent people in the world to suffer."
After the words fell, the expected rebuttal did not appear.
On the contrary, the originally solemn atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
The cold light is restrained but makes people shudder.
Tu Shanjun laughed evilly.
The fangs in his mouth were no longer hidden, and his jade-like face completely turned into the appearance of a green-faced evil ghost: "You don't deserve to mention the innocent."
"Death!"
Several rays of golden light flew out from Tu Shanjun's sleeves and robes, and the rotating golden light turned into majestic and complex patterns, completely covering the sky above Jin Kui.
One talisman turned into two, two turned into three, three turned into thousands, and then turned into tens of thousands.
The sharp sword light peeked out from the complicated lines.
"Strangulation."
Thousands of swords glowed like a forest, stirring up the spiritual energy around him and at the same time blocking Jin Kui's retreat.
Jin Kui turned over his hand and took out a precious mirror.
The handprints moved, blood was imprinted on the magic weapon, and as the magic power flowed, I could only hear: "Ji."
A golden crow with spread wings flew out of the precious mirror.
The little golden crow thrives in the wind and quickly grows into a hundred feet. Even the surrounding air is scorching with heat, and you can even see burning flames, like fireworks flying and blooming.
The Baizhang Golden Crow raised its head and screamed, its flaming wings blocking the sword light falling from the talisman.
The golden sword light was melted and evaporated as soon as it came into contact, and was unable to cause any substantial harm to the Golden Crow, let alone any impact on Jin Kui who was under the protection of the Golden Crow.
Tu Shanjun had already expected it, and he had never thought about using the talisman to kill the golden elixir monk.
Talismans can only be considered as half of the main means. Using talismans can save mana for spells with the same effect. For Tushanjun, the mana stored in his body is very precious.
Seeing that the distance between Tushanjun and him was quickly closing.
Jin Kui's technique changed: "Sword Control."
"disease."
The Golden Crow turned into a huge sword, and the pressure it exuded was almost the same as that of a low-level magic weapon. The flying sword spread out its light, just like the Golden Crow flapping its wings, and the light flashed straight towards Tushan Jun, who was flying in.
Seeing the Golden Crow Flying Sword getting closer and closer, Tushanjun did not panic at all.
"The realm of ignorance."
"Dharma Eye!"
The ghost horns gathered light, and the vertical lines on his forehead opened. In just a flash, Tu Shanjun saw the aura of the Golden Crow Flying Sword.
"Wanfa, break the law!"
A three-foot-long magic-breaking awl appeared in Tushanjun's hand. As he flew away, the cold light of the magic-breaking awl tore apart everything in front of him.
Tu Shanjun is like holding a flying sword.
"boom!"
The oncoming giant sword Golden Crow roared and transformed into its original form.
The two collided, and the majestic pressure that erupted swept across everything around them. The strong wind that shot straight into the sky extinguished countless clouds, spreading out circular ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
Mountains, rocks, grass and trees, peaks and rivers have all turned into powder.
The expanded mist disappeared in an instant.
In this world, the only ones left are Jin Kui standing in the sky and Tu Shanjun coming to kill with a cone.
"What?"
Jin Kui was stunned for a moment. It was clearly a famous technique of Wanfa Sect. How could he see it on the Ghost King of Netherworld?
At this moment, he thought a lot, thinking that this ghost king had something to do with the Wanfa Sect, or that he was simply sent by the Wanfa Sect.
"No, it won't happen. Wanfa Sect will not send such a powerful monk just because of some mortals."
"He must have gotten it by chance."
This is obviously not the time to delve deeper.
No matter who the red-haired evil spirit is, he is facing a life-and-death crisis now.
After only two moves, Jin Kui could already feel the power of Tushanjun.
Regret suddenly occurred in his heart.
It's not that I regret what I did, but that I don't regret that I didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, didn't take precautions in advance, and didn't seek help from my master, Sunset Mountain, as soon as possible.
"Seal of Heaven."
"Jurisdiction."
Jin Kui condensed his seals, and red fireworks rose up, covering Tu Shanjun who was coming to kill him.
"Fuso Sacred Tree."
The pale golden cassock burned with sparks, and the dusk sky suddenly became bright.
Huge and complicated branches stretched out, blocking Tushanjun's figure.
On the Qingtian Lingmu burning with blazing flames, Jin Kui pinched the spell with his hand.
The precious mirror had completely separated from his hand and was floating behind him, absorbing the golden light blooming around him.
Flames surround the treasure mirror like embellishments. The mirror is connected to the sacred tree at its feet, supporting the golden crow perched on the trunk.
This chapter has been completed!