The situation in Xiaoyue Sect is now full of dangers. In the eyes of Yun Yi and others, the outcome of such a sect war is determined by the strength of both warring parties and cannot be controlled by one or two top masters. Shangguan Ruofan
, Huang Tianjue's physical strength is indeed top-notch, and he has many strange moves, and his mysterious magic and magical powers are dazzling. However, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot protect all Xiaoyue Sect's disciples with the strength of the two of them alone.
It is not a fluke that the three major sects have stood in the ancient land of the Spiritual Clan for many years. The foundation of their sects is so deep that it is unparalleled.
According to this situation, even if Shangguan Ruofan and Huang Tianjue can drive away the powerful enemy in the end, Xiaoyue Sect will suffer heavy losses. Once the manpower loss is too large, Xiaoyue Sect will exist in name only.
At such a critical moment, Mrs. Hongxing did not ask Shangguan Ruofan or Huang Tianjue, but asked Feng Jueyu to take action.
What ability does Feng Jueyu have that makes Mrs. Hongxing value him so much?
In fact, Yun Yi and others had become curious about Feng Jueyu's ability a long time ago. If you think about it, in the middle stage of Miaodu, two masters from the early stage of Miaodu have been obeying his instructions. It can be imagined that this time
There must be something special about people, but looking at his cultivation, Feng Jueyu doesn't look like the kind of arrogant and powerful man who looks down upon the world. Why is he qualified to order several masters who are much more powerful than him?
The three of them looked at Feng Jueyu in unison. When Feng Jueyu heard Mrs. Hongxing's cry, he raised his hands in apology and said with a bitter smile: "Okay, okay, okay, don't be anxious, it's not a matter of life and death."
moment."
"Isn't this a life-or-death moment?"
Yun Yi and Wang Mang stared depressedly.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu finally flew up, with a faint source of divine power flowing and lingering on the surface of his body, and traces of the essence but not heavy source aura spread...
One Zhang, two Zhang, three Zhang, four Zhang, five Zhang...
Feng Jueyu's original aura covered more and more square areas, and gradually enveloped the entire Xiaoyue Sect mountains...
Then Yunyi and the others saw Feng Jueyu sitting cross-legged in the air, and the techniques in his hands were changing faster and faster. In the end, the three of them couldn't see the movements of Feng Jueyu's hands at all.
Then, streaks of colorful horses overflowed from Feng Jueyu's palm, transformed into the form of countless dragons, winding and circling, and landed on the square of Xiaoyue Sect.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"
The roaring sound sounded repeatedly, and the ground underfoot shook. The Xiaoyue Sect's main hall stood on a high mountain. At this time, under the influence of Feng Jueyu's divine power, the entire mountain was crumbling. Countless horses were swaying in the sky and on the ground.
Hengsheng, as if auspicious clouds were born from nine days away, pouring into the center of the square from outside.
Then, Feng Jueyu raised his hands, and the vision in front of everyone became blurred. It only changed for a moment. When they opened their eyes again, what was in front of everyone was no longer Xiaoyue Sect's main hall and the main hall.
There is a square, and there is a vast expanse of wilderness and mountains.
Dozens of gleaming golden mountains rise from the ground, like treasure trees that have been watered with fairy dew, rising rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. A golden mountain rises straight to the sky before stopping, and hundreds of thunders roar in the sky.
The huge thunder pillar as thick as a bucket rumbled straight through the earth...
The clouds and mist are rolling, the black dragons are moving shallowly, and the roaring sound echoes in the mountains and valleys, like waves rushing into thousands of mountains and valleys, and like thousands of horses galloping in the fields...
Not only that, the dozens of golden mountains were flying across the ground like a chess array under the control of some mysterious force. Every inch of the golden mountains' movement would stir up dust all over the sky, and tsunamis would surge in the valleys.
Great waves, hundreds of meters high, crashed into the valley, bringing up mud, sand and rocks to form a terrifying water like yellow soup.
All the monks who were fighting in the square seemed to be led into a mysterious foreign territory in an instant. Those Xiaoyue Sect disciples who were frightened to death could no longer see the enemy's position and were surrounded.
In a valley with acres of green grass and forests of pine trees, Monk Zhang Er was confused.
As for the disciples of the three sects, they were trapped in another destructive environment of lightning and thunder, waves rushing through the valley, and mudslides and sand flow. Dozens and hundreds of monks were blasted into pieces by the thunder falling from the sky.
The remnants, many of the monks standing in the hinterland of the valley did not even have time to react, and were deeply buried by the mudslides.
"The formation is a formation, a third-level formation."
He Wanjian and the other two who were still fighting against Shangguan Ruofan and Huang Tianjue were not idiots. When they saw that the vision in front of them was in an unknown field, they knew that they had fallen into the enemy's conspiracy. However, they never expected that,
In the Xiaoyue Sect, there are actually experts who are proficient in such a powerful formation.
The cultivation level of the three people is not high in the core area, but because they all gained their talents in the most enlightened and avant-garde place of cultivation in this grand world, the experience of the three people is definitely not comparable to that of people in the overseas cultivation world. Ding Qingyi
Looking at it, He Wanjian took a breath of cold air and immediately recognized the scale of this third-level formation.
Not only that, He Wanjian could see that the mystery of this formation had reached an extremely terrifying level through years of study by those who cultivated it. Maybe the master who set up the formation had fully understood the subtlety of this formation.
Here, the power of the formation is fully brought into play.
"No, we have fallen into a trap." At this time, Liu Chenghong also discovered the great threat that the sudden change in the situation posed to them, and screamed loudly.
Li Xiaoyang was trembling with fear. The enemy in front of him had disappeared without a trace, but the threat they faced was even more terrifying than before.
"How could this happen? Didn't Yan Xianlie tell you that there are masters of formations among those people?" Li Xiaoyang asked angrily, looking directly at He Wanjian.
He Wanjian also turned pale with fright, and said indignantly: "How do I know? Yan Xianlie never said that if I had known about Xiaoyue Sect's formation master, I would... I would..."
"What do you think? Humph." Liu Chenghong and Li Xiaoyang cast resentful glances at He Wanjian at the same time.
The formations together imply the secrets of heaven and earth. Each formation cannot be underestimated. Once a sect has a top-level formation, it can withstand thousands of armies. Thinking of the terrifying formations, He Wanjian and the others regret to death.
, if I had known this, why would I have to mobilize troops and throw myself into a trap in the past?
If the son dies, he can be reborn, but if he dies, everything is over.
"There is a road ahead, everyone follow me and fight out."
He Wanjian knew that he was no match for the formation, so he waved his sword skills and flew towards a winding mountain road ahead.
It can be said that the three of them know nothing about the formation. They have only practiced a few arcane arts in their lives and only have one or two superficial magical powers. How dare they mess around in the formation? The only best option now is to escape to save their lives.
It's a pity that Feng Da Killer's master formation has become extremely terrifying after he has studied various classics over the years. If his cultivation hadn't been restored, he might have wiped out three thousand three disciples in that moment.
, at this time, He Wanjian and the other three were running desperately along a path, but under Feng Jueyu's divine power, it was tantamount to seeking death.
The path ahead was a passage he deliberately opened, and behind it was the death door of the four major formations. Once entered, it would be impossible to escape unless one was a top formation master.
It's like purgatory there...
Sure enough, just after He Wanjian and the others led 3,000 men and horses over a golden mountain and escaped into a huge valley, the two mountains behind them moved sideways from left to right under the control of some mysterious force.
Coming, there was a roar, and the original road was blocked tightly.
Hearing the roaring sound, everyone looked back, scared to death. The way they came had disappeared, and in all directions, there were towering golden mountains. On the top of the mountains, hundreds of thunders descended, and countless millstones were
Huge boulders rolled down from the top of the mountain, and the hollow valley was even more deafening. Sound waves shook the soul one after another. The monks with lower cultivation levels couldn't even withstand such sound waves, and they were all shocked into idiots by the roar.
, the three souls are absent, and the seven souls are incomplete.
The situation instantly turned into a one-sided situation, with thousands of people from the three sects wailing and fleeing amid the four great formations that destroyed the heaven and earth, and were completely defeated.
This scene was placed in front of Yun Yi, Murong Hao, Wang Mang, Yun Ning and hundreds of Xiao Yue Sect disciples. They were all stunned when they saw this scene, which was shocking.
Above the Xiaoyue Sect's main hall, Feng Jueyu slowly changed the magic formula. He waved the formation formula away in the air and fell into the giant formation. It turned into a thunderous thunder and a roaring sea. The power was unparalleled.
block.
Yunyi and others stood high in the sky and looked around, swallowing their saliva in shock.
Their eyes moved to Feng Jueyu in unison, and the four of them were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say a word.
Everyone thought that Shangguan Ruofan and Huang Tianjue were superb in strength and methods, but no one thought that the handsome young man in front of them, who had always been approachable, spoke modestly and politely, and seemed harmless to humans and animals, was the most terrifying one among them. If this was the case,
The large level three formation was able to kill three thousand monks without anyone's help. Even He Wanjian and the three of them, who were the most terrifying, were beaten to the point of running away with their heads in their hands and pissed off.
Mr. Feng is really terrible.
It is said in the cultivation world that a master of formations can defeat ten thousand enemies with one enemy. It seems that this is not groundless. Those who can use formations to such an extent must be rare in the core area.
Mrs. Hongxing knew Feng Jueyu very well. When she saw him setting up a great formation, he came in the air and stepped on the lotus. She stood next to Feng Jueyu. Shangguan Ruofan and Huang Tianjue stood with their hands behind their hands. The four of them got together. Murong
Hao and Yun Yi both shuddered. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that the cultivation of these people was by no means as simple as what they saw in front of them.
At this time, Mrs. Hongxing glanced across the formation, her eyes turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Listen to the people below, if you want to save your lives, abandon your weapons and surrender, from now on, you will all be vassals of Xiaoyue Sect, otherwise