If other monks had Mu Sheng's wealth, it wouldn't be a problem to survive this calamity.
But Mu Sheng is special. For more than six hundred years, he has devoted himself to alchemy. Other ninth-level alchemists are more than a thousand and two thousand years old, but he can achieve it at more than six hundred years old.
He has surpassed his predecessors and is already the youngest ninth-grade alchemist in the Bianlan Realm in the past 20,000 years. There is no doubt that he is.
The talented grandmaster Mu Sheng has suffered twice in the Golden Core Tribulation and Nascent Soul Tribulation. The rest has never participated in even a fight with his fellow disciples, so whether it is adaptability, judgment ability, or formation throwing
The accuracy of the pan is not even a bit worse than that of other monks.
The accurate throw of one array plate was a bit off, coupled with the lack of spiritual power to activate the defensive robes, so it suffered a big blow.
The whole person was surrounded by fine thunder and lightning, making a roaring sound.
Mu Sheng fell straight on top of the defensive light curtain and became unresponsive in an instant.
Seeing another thunder falling.
"ah!"
Some young disciples couldn't help but exclaimed worriedly, there was another thunder so quickly, this was an angry Heavenly Dao intending to strangle!
At this moment, an arm suddenly appeared on top of the formation and threw the paralyzed Mu Sheng into the distance.
The thunder struck an empty space, directly creating a hole in the formation.
It turned out that it was Sect Master Qiu who had quick hands and quick eyes, and used the formation control finger technique to help Mu Sheng escape the attack.
However, before the people below could breathe a sigh of relief, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell on Qiu Xuanjing out of thin air, immediately causing him to fall to the ground black and unconscious.
"metropolitan!"
Several people exclaimed, and someone immediately summoned the master of the elixir peak. Chu Yaohe rushed over immediately and put a life-saving elixir into his mouth.
Everyone in Tianyun Sect is shocked.
The defensive formation temporarily lost control, and the forty-fourth lightning disaster descended.
Mu Sheng finally regained some consciousness, but he was not too clear-headed. The high-grade spiritual treasure with spirit in his dantian took the initiative to escape and defended Mu Sheng from three thunder tribulations.
These three thunder tribulations were so fast and urgent that the Alchemy Furnace Artifact Spirit was also struck in a daze.
Mu Sheng took back the alchemy furnace and threw out a ninth-grade defensive formation disk to block the forty-seventh thunder.
There are two last ones.
Everyone in the Tianyun Sect felt tense.
Not only the hearts of those in the Tianyun Sect were tense, but the hearts of those who surrounded Mu Sheng and wanted to seize the elixir were even more tense.
The Tianyun Sect's god-transforming monks quickly ran out from the cracks in the formation, trying to stop some of the god-transforming monks who were eyeing them.
Qiu Xuanjing was in a coma. Shangshan temporarily took charge of the sect leader's order and used the formation control finger to repair the sect's protective formation.
The formation control techniques for protecting the sect's formation are not learned by the sect leader alone. Monks recognized by the sect can learn the formation control techniques just in case.
There are only two final thunder tribulations left, and everyone's nerves are tense.
"Ancestor Qixian!" An Qingli held the jade slip in hand and stood in the crowd, looking up at the sky. Looking at the sky with her, there was also the little Lingxi who had turned on Lingxi. "There are two hidden figures.
There is no one to stop the monsters. One is ten miles in front of the woman in colorful clothes, and the other is crawling on the formation, directly above Thousand Talisman Peak."
There is still a fish that has slipped through the net! Ancestor Qi Xian frowned, concentrated his spiritual thoughts and sent a message: "Let the person in charge of the formation deal with the one on the big formation first."
An Qingli, who was in the foundation building stage, had limited speed and limited range of spiritual consciousness. He didn't know who was controlling the formation, let alone where the person controlling the formation was now. He immediately sent a message to Chu Yaohe: "Uncle Chu, ancestor Qi Xian sent a message, Qian
There is a hidden monster in the formation directly above Fu Feng, please be careful to capture it."
Chu Yaohe also immediately replied: "Come to the sect's meeting hall immediately."
"boom!"
Another thunder crashed.
The Tianyun Sect, which was originally as dark as night, was illuminated again. An Qingli crushed a directional teleportation talisman and went to the sect's meeting hall.
There is also the last thunder disaster.
Tianyun Sect was once again as dark as night.
A certain place in the sect-protecting formation suddenly sank, and a whirlpool emerged from the depression at the same time. The speed was so fast that the hidden and crawling monster was crushed to pieces in an instant.
Tianyun Sect's sect-protecting formation was deployed by an ascended power, and its level was close to that of an immortal. It would be easy to kill a seven or eight-level monster.
In the sky above Tianyun Sect, someone sensed the death of their contracted monster, and his eyes were red with hatred.
The thunderclouds continued to roll, preparing for the final blow with all their strength.
The top-grade spirit-replenishing pill and other pills that Mu Sheng swallowed have also taken effect. His spiritual power has recovered a lot. Now he can stand up, holding the ninth-grade soul-reviving pill in one hand and the other in the other hand.
With two ninth-level arrays, he maintains the grandmaster's dignity.
Even though he has no shoes on his feet and his face is pitch black, he still doesn't look too decent.
The Ninth Grade Resurrection Pill has been continuously tempered by thunder and lightning, and there is only one final blow before it can be completed.
There was a faint smile on Mu Sheng's lips, he was looking forward to it and nervous at the same time. Anyway, the worst possible outcome would be death. Death is not terrible, but not being able to advance in the alchemy path is terrible.
Thanks to the help of his apprentice, I was able to refine many ninth-grade elixirs at once, allowing me to take a further step in the path of alchemy.
"Master, did you know that there are people who want to take advantage of the chaos to rob you more than the pills?"
An Qingli's face was full of worry, and he looked at the hidden monster that was ready to attack. Mu Sheng was standing with his back to it, and many of the tribulation monks did not notice the hidden monster.
Monsters with hidden magical powers are more difficult to detect the higher they are.
If the little Lingxi, who has the blood of the mythical beast, hadn't noticed, he would have been robbed by who knows what.
Outside the formation, the wind was blowing loudly, making people's clothes rustle, but no one blinked.
Within the large formation, everyone held their breath and Shangshan clasped his fingers.
As soon as the light appeared, the thunder had not yet been heard.
Hundreds of people moved together, almost at the same time.
Those who cover their heads or faces, or hide their figures, will go to capture Mu Sheng.
Those who stood with their backs to Mu Sheng naturally took action to stop him immediately.
In an instant, various spells of light emerged outside the formation, competing with the light of thunder and lightning.
Mu Sheng, who had recovered his spiritual power, threw two ninth-grade array disks and hid.
A hidden eighth-level phantom raccoon suddenly rushed towards Mu Sheng.
An earth wall stretching for several miles stretched across the sky.
At the same time, Shangshan's finger skills were also played, and a water-like light curtain emerged from the formation, wrapping Mu Sheng and pulling him downwards.
There was a "boom" and lightning struck through the formation.
Shangshan ignored Mu Sheng for the time being and quickly changed his finger skills to repair the cracks in the formation.
But someone still took the opportunity to follow him.
The monsters in the back mountain jumped up and fought with the few people who followed.
There were many beasts and few people, but those few people did not get any advantage.
But if you break into his sect's formation without permission, you won't be able to blame others until you die.
"Destroy them!" Mu Sheng was a little embarrassed. He put away the ninth-grade resurrecting pill and threw down the defensive array to protect himself.
The monster beasts had eaten some of the elixirs refined by Mu Sheng, and they worked very hard. They surrounded one of them several times and firmly stood at the upper hand.
An Qingli took a high-level concealment talisman on Shangshan. Shangshan hid his body, moved to another place, controlled the formation, and helped kill the people in the formation.