Touching the ground with his toes, Chen Yuan's figure turned into a stream of light and rushed through the entrance and through the forest path. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the open space behind the forest. There were groups of figures scattered across the hundred-foot field, including disciples of Tianshi Dao.
Lu Sanxiu is also like the last few disciples of Juling Mansion.
"Master."
Chen Yuan came to the middle and stood there. The old man he looked at was currently in the eyes of the Immortal Killing Formation. Yin Xuanling raised his gaze to look at the apprentice in front of him and smiled.
"Master, we are ready. You can tell us when to start, but don't be too late. The old monk outside may not be able to hold on for long."
"Master, are you really ready? Once you start, you can't stop..."
Chen Yuan wanted to say more, but was interrupted by the old man. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Now that we have reached this point, there is nothing to hesitate. After living for the teacher for so many years, I have already seen clearly the separation of birth, old age, illness and death. Death is just another reincarnation.
That’s all.”
Hearing the master's words, Chen Yuan actually felt heavy in his heart, but he still nodded and walked to one side, facing an old woman on crutches.
"Qiao'er, thank you for your help."
The old woman didn't seem to hear it. She turned her face expressionlessly, looked around, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "True Lord, you should not delay any longer, just like Master Qi."
Chen Yuan looked around, and Duan Yinglong shook his fly whisk and nodded to him, and then walked towards the corner of the magic circle. The fat Taoist was also among them, and he pursed his lips and gave Chen Yuan a simple and honest smile.
In the distance, on the wooden building is a dragon transformed by Bai Susu, ready to respond at any time. The old cow transformed into a human body and an ox head, sitting on the bullock cart, holding a big rock and grinding a steel fork. Around its hooves, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Lu Bu,
Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, Xiang Yu, Bai Qi, Huo Qubing...and many other wooden sculptures and dolls were standing there, casting trusting glances.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, let's begin!" This was the voice of Qingxu and Feihe.
On the side, Yin Xuanling also looked over, "Good disciple." He said with a gentle smile and nodded towards Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hands. The bronze mirror hanging from his waist suddenly disappeared and appeared in his palm. He looked at the carvings of mountains, rivers, birds and animals on it.
Chen Yuan bit her fingertips and pressed it on the center. The next moment, the Kunlun Mirror glowed with a faint divine light, then floated up and gradually grew larger above its head.
The glances cast around him were full of hope.
This is what they have been planning all along, using the Kunlun Mirror as bait to lure the stars into the battle. Many people have been sacrificed for this plan. Now that they have reached the last step, no one is willing to fail, even if they give it all in the end.
Outside of fantasy.
The continuous rainstorm stopped, and then continued to fall, but it was much slower than before. In the shimmering clouds, a figure fell straight into the clouds.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Kong!"
The fallen old monk was covered in green smoke. He tore off his cassock and threw it upwards, turning into a sea of cassocks hundreds of feet high, instantly covering the rain clouds and the several electric snakes that were chasing after him.
Hiss!
The cassock was torn and torn, and the electric snake penetrated directly through the old monk's chest, whistling with terrifying wind, and violently knocked him towards the Buddha umbrella below.
Almost in an instant, there was a buzzing sword sound, the Buddha's umbrella shattered, and all the monks in the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple vomited blood and flew away. A green shadow and a cold light shot into the sky in their hands.
Just as the electric snake that chopped down the monk was followed by a sword slashing out.
Then... Han Youniang let out a scream, and flew out with her sword, smashing into the woods below. The electric snake seemed to have been struck by pain and quickly retracted into the clouds, but it did not express anger towards the woman, as if it felt the forest in the distance.
Something was attracted to it.
More than a hundred monks on the ground fell to the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead. The old monk in Zhenhai stood up unsteadily, covered in tatters, and while his beard was waving, he continued to yell towards the sky.
"I'm not dead yet, how can you leave? Come back and give me a fight!"
However, in the field of vision, the dancing lightning went straight towards the illusion of the woods in the distance, and was not interested in the roaring old monk below.
Wow!
The heavy rain became heavier again, hitting people unable to open their eyes. The old monk, who roared for a while, grabbed the purple golden bowl on the ground, turned around and ran wildly, chasing the lightning flashing in the sky towards the entrance of the illusion.
At this moment, the swimming electric snakes suddenly rushed out of the clouds. There were more than a dozen of them, and with a huge roar of thunder, they fell from the sky like octopus tentacles and landed on the forest field.
A sound like breaking glass came.
When the old monk was moved back a few feet by the shattering mana impact, the illusion in the forest was shattered at the same time, revealing an empty field and a bronze mirror body the size of a millstone floating on the field, emitting
With a faint divine light.
"Chen Yuan!"
In the sky, majestic but angry words suddenly sounded, roaring downwards: "What do you want to do with the Kunlun Mirror?! Xingjun Chao Lei, where did you hide him?!"
This voice is not the words of one person.
Instead, the silhouettes of silhouettes shimmering in the clouds made sounds that overlapped together.
Under the faint divine light, Chen Yuan raised his face, and the cold raindrops fell on his face without any hindrance. Chen Yuan smiled at the figures in the dark clouds, and used his magic power to wrap up the sound.
said:
"Of course, use it to lead practitioners here and keep the people in the world away from you."
"Hehehe...hahaha!"
The voice in the cloud seemed to have heard some funny joke. From a chuckle, the voice gradually became rampant, and then the words came over and over again: "Without the help of the gods, how can you just want to reverse time and space and separate somewhere else? It's simply a fool's errand.
!”
"Who says not? I have visited the monkey at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain. I have also had a private meeting with the Third Prince who likes to join in the fun. I recently went to Mount Tai. Guess what plans I have with Yin Tianzi?
"
"..."
The clouds in the sky suddenly became strangely silent. Maybe they knew that Chen Yuan had been to Wuxing Mountain, and they also knew that Chen Yuan had been to Mount Tai. They also knew that Chao Lei Faxiang was captured by him and imprisoned somewhere. But as for the plan, it was like a knife hanging on his head.
It's on their minds.
The rain clouds suddenly became thinner, and one could vaguely see figures lined up in the clouds. There were men and women, old and young, carrying fairy belts on their shoulders and wearing different costumes, looking down from the sky.
I glanced at each figure in the field, but it seemed that I couldn't see the magic circle arranged under the person's feet.
Then, the dark clouds hid everyone's shadow behind the clouds, and the overlapping voices of men, women, old and young rang out again.
"Chen Yuan, don't talk nonsense. Apart from you gathering a bunch of mortal cultivators, there is only one Yin Xuanling. He can't defeat us, let alone stop the beginning of this feast. Come back, come to heaven, and have a good time
Become a god and watch the people in the lower world worship and respect us devoutly."
"We won't know until we fight. Do you dare to come down?"
"Haha, how to provoke generals? Or is there another arrangement below?"
"If you don't come down, then I'll turn on the Kunlun Mirror."
Chen Yuan still kept a smile on his face, but in the eyes of the figure in the sky, this smile was as cold as a hidden blade. "I forgot to remind you, isn't my master a god? And I...let's count him half," he said.
With other people supporting us with magic power from behind, we should be able to barely turn on the Kunlun Mirror to reverse time and space."
boom!
Thunder suddenly broke out, and the flashing thunder light instantly illuminated the faces holding their breath and concentrating on the field.
next moment.
The wind was strong, and in the dark clouds, streaks of lightning pierced the tranquility, intertwined into countless electric snakes and swooped down, rushing straight towards Chen Yuan.
'Having been a god for too many years, I am used to hearing flattery, and I can no longer hold my breath.'
Chen Yuan murmured as he watched the thunder and lightning falling from the sky.