Under the violent roar of the five-color thunder, the giant sword and the shaking bell were like candles in the wind, destroyed in an instant.
Also wiped out were two rank eight masters, as well as three rank seven masters who were affected.
The powerful Qianji Qilei Formation is so irritating in Feng Jueyu's eyes. When its opponent is no longer a difficult ninth-level god, the power it exerts is enough to defeat any god of rank eight or below.
Trapped in a nightmare that won't wake up.
After the death of these two men, the morale of the Tiangang Sect was greatly boosted. Yuan Bei ignored Yu Chenxi who was struggling to support him, and tried every means to gain time, performing two formation techniques in succession.
"Continue, cannibal food transformation, suppress!"
The sixth general tactic, the key to transformation, is that the thunderous tide splits with a roar, turning into an overwhelming rain of electric current, and then turns into thunderous sword energy, slashing away wildly.
If Jiao Qinghu was still there before, it is very likely that the Red Smoke Sect would not have been mentally destroyed.
But now, first Jiao Qinghu is dead, and then the old monster Youhe is stopped by Yu Chenxi and other Qianji Four Sons. Although Tao Gongshan is unable to rescue him, the formation changes in the two-point sky are enough for them to deal with the remaining eight and seven turns.
Master.
To put it bluntly, even if the Qianji Seven Sons were all injured and without a large formation to protect them, and risked their lives, the Red Smoke Sect would not have much advantage at this moment.
And with the Qianji Qilei Formation, the Seven Thousand Machines and Feng Jueyu are like sharp knives, capable of harvesting human lives anytime and anywhere.
All the thunderous waves turned into sword energy and fell from the sky, inexplicably forming a huge square array. In the sky, countless blades pointed directly at the earth, covering an area and making it impossible for people to escape.
The word "town" actually means "kill".
Yuan Bei roared angrily, and the thunder knife pressed straight down. There was really no place to escape.
Wow!
When the sword array was suppressed, all four people, including Feng Jueyu and Yuan Bei, vomited a large mouthful of blood, and then heard desperate screams and roars of dying struggles spreading from below the array.
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Zhu Yanyan's blood splashed out, and as many as seven masters of the Red Smoke Sect died tragically under the knife town. Only half of them escaped.
On the mountainside below Canghai Palace, a piece of blood that had not dried up turned into a stream and seeped into the earth.
Seeing the deaths and injuries of his subordinates, the leader of Youhe was heartbroken. Among these people were his direct descendants. How much time and money it would take to train these people.
So many people died in this battle.
"Tao Gongshan, and that hateful boy, I will kill you today. I will wait for you soon." The old monster Youhe not only hated Tao Gongshan, but also Feng Jueyu.
Although he was full of contempt for Feng Jueyu before, he now knew very well that it was because of this boy's participation that his plan failed.
All in all, this kid is ten times more hateful than Tao Gongshan.
Feng Jueyu raised his head and glanced at it, not taking it seriously at all.
Hate me?
Is there any use for hair?
In today's battle, Tiangang Sect is in an invincible position. At least it's a draw. If you want to kill me, you have no chance today.
But the old monster Youhe was not just pretending. He retracted the Changchun Demonic Wooden Knife and immediately raised it high, ready to strike again, and the direction of this knife was clearly Feng Jueyu.
It seems that he also understands that persimmons must be picked softly. Tao Gongshan cannot be killed. Can you block my sword with just a small four-turn?
As soon as the formation is broken, kill this kid first to sacrifice the flag.
The green light of the dead wood stick is bright, and the blade is about to come out.
But at this moment, a clear and long roar suddenly came from the distance.
Under the long roar, there was a wave of swords and big talismans flying through the sky, like a roaring sea wave, a god performing a Tao, which was inexplicably astonishing.
Alarmed by the roar, the old monster Youhe's expression changed and he turned around in shock, which made him furious.
"Asshole, Jian Zun and Fa Wu are here too. We can't do anything. Get out."
After giving the order, the old monster Youhe didn't care whether his men heard it or not, he put away the dead wood staff he raised high and turned around and ran away.
"Youhe, can you leave?"
Under the wave of swords, the elder Jian Zun was majestic and his eyes were like falling stars. He immediately stared at the old monster Youhe who was trying to escape and directly chased him out.
As soon as the old monster Youhe left, the others knew that the situation was over, and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, running as far as they could.
They need to leave this ruins as soon as possible, otherwise as hunters, they will immediately become prey.
The Tiangang Sect finally reacted. The first group of troops was a strong reinforcement led by an elder and an ancestor. The next reinforcements will definitely be even more terrifying.
When Old Monster Youhe came, he brought a total of twenty-three people including himself. During the attack on Canghai Palace, fourteen of them were directly killed. Even Jiao Qinghu, who was in the ninth rank like him, also survived.
Here, the losses are not small.
However, it wasn't that easy for them to leave, and the remaining nine people still didn't know what would happen to them.
Elder Jianzun only showed his face at the Aomori ruins, and then took advantage of the wind to chase Youhe, while Fawu went to chase the other two ninth-level experts. Before leaving, he gave an order: "Stay here."
Ten people will take care of Canghai Palace, and the rest will go with me to chase the leader of the thief."
After saying this, he unexpectedly found Feng Jueyu in Canghai Palace and opened his mouth to ask why.
Feng Jueyu, who had shown off his bravery, was not doing well at this time. He had no major physical problems, but his soul was being consumed a lot.
Almost 70% of the power of the consciousness of the thousand souls has been exhausted, which shows how difficult it is to carry the Thousand Machines Thunder Formation.
Sensing Fa Wu's gaze, Feng Jueyu slowly shook his head twice, meaning that now was not the time to speak.
Fawu nodded secretly, and then led the people away. Not long after, shouts of killing came from the distance, and the scene of artifacts colliding in the air could be seen.
However, what happened next had nothing to do with him, Feng Jueyu.
After a fierce battle, the Tiangang Sect strongmen guarding Canghai Palace fought until they were exhausted. Except for a few rank-9 strongmen who could still retain some physical strength, almost most of them were tired and panting. Among them, Tao Gong
Shan took another ninth-level expert to support Fawu and Elder Jianzun, but one of the ninth-level experts stayed and retreated to the formation.
The two true disciples who survived were so busy that they hit the back of their heads and ran back and forth in front of the Canghai Palace, sweating profusely.
This is because all the eight Qianji disciples were injured, and there was an additional Feng Jueyu who needed to be taken care of.
However, except for Wang Jingxian, all the Qianji Eight Sons were fine, and they had already taken out the elixir from their own pockets and drank it.
At this time, a true disciple came to Feng Jueyu and handed over a red elixir.
"Junior Brother Feng must have consumed a lot of energy. This is the Blood Essence Pill, which will make you feel much more comfortable."
The few true disciples who followed Qian Ji Ba Zi were all geniuses who had received the inheritance. Their formation cultivation might not be as good as Feng Jueyu's, but they also knew that deducing such a formation would place a great burden on the soul. He was afraid of Feng Jueyu's power.
If not caught, what will be the consequences?
Just as Feng Jueyu was about to thank him, Yu Chenxi flicked his fingers not far away, and a jade-colored brilliance shot out and was caught by the true disciple.
Yu Chenxi's eyes were soft and he said: "Jiuyuan, give him two more Blood Essence Pills. One Blood Essence Pill won't help him much. Take it together with the Yuqing Pill, and the effect will be amazing."
The true disciple named "Jiu Yuan" was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized how terrifying Feng Jueyu's Yuan Shen background was.
This Blood Essence Pill is known as the top elixir for replenishing the power of spiritual consciousness. One pill can often quickly revive the power of spiritual consciousness.
But Yu Chenxi asked him to give Feng Jueyu three Blood Essence Pills, clearly telling him that the opponent's essence was extremely terrifying. One Blood Essence Pill was of no avail to Feng Jueyu, and three were enough.
While Jiu Yuan was shocked, his heart was full of envy. How could a low-ranking disciple of the fourth-level realm have such a terrifying Yuan Shen foundation?
In fact, when Feng Jueyu helped Qianji Bazi block the powerful enemy of Hongyan Sect, Jiuyuan was already very shocked, and at the same time, there was approval in his eyes.
After all, whether a person's formation cultivation is high or not can be seen at a glance.
Although Feng Jueyu's strength is mediocre, his views on battle tactics are beyond even his own. Can you not be envious of him?
And now, he knew another secret of Feng Jueyu, which was that the foundation of Yuan Shen was very strong, and the power of Yuan Shen was very terrifying. It was so terrifying that he could even compete with Qian Ji Ba Zi, so he became even more envious.
Jiuyuan took out two more Blood Essence Pills. He had a good face, handsome features, and a very handsome smile. He was also very easy-going.
Putting the three Blood Essence Pills plus the Yuqing Pill sent by Yu Chenxi on Feng Jueyu's palm, Jiuyuan patted Feng Jueyu's shoulder and said: "After this experience, Junior Brother Feng will be promoted to the True Disciple General in the future.
It’s no big deal, congratulations.”
After saying that, Jiuyuan left and went to take care of Wang Jingxian.
With a simple sentence, Feng Jueyu felt that the situation he was in at Tiangangmen would be unparalleled.
In fact, you don't need to use your brain to understand this kind of thing. By helping the sect drive away powerful enemies, you have achieved special merit, and the benefits will definitely be indispensable in the future.
None of the Eight Qianjis communicated with him. Everyone was healing themselves. It was quiet in front of the Canghai Palace, but no one doubted that Feng Jueyu had entered the eyes of the senior officials of Tiangang Sect.
Yan Jiuling was also following several true disciples to take care of the Qianji Eighth Son, as well as the elder who was a nine-level powerhouse, after a busy moment.
He couldn't wait to come to Feng Jueyu, and whispered in Feng Jueyu's ear with an attitude of envy and adoration.
"Junior Brother Feng, okay, I didn't realize that your formation skills are so strong, I am really impressed by you."
Yan Jiuling was overwhelmed with emotion, but he was thinking in his heart, how great it would be if I was the one who helped the sect to block the enemy. There will definitely be many seniors of rank 8 and rank 9 vying to accept me as their disciple.
I can choose all the divine objects of heaven and earth in Tiangangmen first.
Alas, comparing people to each other can really make people mad.
Yan Jiuling was extremely envious.
Feng Jueyu's expression remained the same, without any major emotional fluctuations.
Yu Chenxi noticed this performance and nodded without any trace.
Half an hour later, a figure appeared in front of Canghai Palace. There was only one person, and it was Xu Lu, the master of the palace.
Xu Lu arrived, glanced at Feng Jueyu, and quickly looked away.