"This is what I discovered!" A disciple who was on the second floor of the Foundation Establishment rushed over quickly, fearing that he would be left behind.
"Obviously I discovered it, don't rob it with me, or I'll fall out!" Another disciple was furious.
He immediately threw the talisman to attack, slowing down the disciple in front of him and seizing the opportunity.
The disciple in front actually threw a magic weapon shield, and with a "bang...", the mid-level magic weapon was blown into pieces by the talisman.
The monk in front didn't even look back and flew directly towards the spiritual grass.
Just like that, the two foundation-building disciples of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect rushed towards the place where the spiritual grass was planted.
"Haha... the thousand-year-old spirit grass is mine!"
"Humph, you think so beautifully!"
Just when the first disciple grabbed the spiritual grass, the other one also caught up.
When they were about to fight for it, the scenery around them suddenly changed drastically.
The two disciples of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect suddenly noticed a blur in front of their eyes.
In an instant, the surrounding scenery suddenly became blurred.
The two foundation-building monks of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect felt that their spiritual thoughts were condensed, as if they were controlled by extremely strong spiritual pressure.
"Oops, there are golden elixir monks ambushing you!" The two were frightened out of their wits, and just about to escape, they found that the place they stepped on had erupted with powerful spiritual power, binding them.
The powerful spiritual pressure caused problems in the movement of the true energy in their bodies, and they suddenly froze.
"How is that possible?" a foundation-building monk screamed.
"We are the ones you can't afford to offend! Why don't you offer spiritual objects quickly and we will spare your life!" A voice came from the void.
"Who is causing trouble? Hurry up and reveal yourself. We are disciples of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect. Our sect's Golden Pill Master is on the outside. He won't let us go. If we continue to be negligent, we will not be able to escape the death penalty!"
Although these two disciples of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect were in a critical situation, they were still domineering.
"It's just an illusion array! Those little reptiles from Wanxiang Sect don't have much ability!" Another disciple laughed.
Obviously, he despised Fang Yang and the others from the bottom of his heart and did not think that Fang Yang and the others could pose any threat.
Therefore, even if they fall into the trap, they are still confident at this time.
Suddenly four high-pitched voices sounded simultaneously from the east, west, north, and south directions.
"The spirit of the eastern dragon with strong horns exhales clouds and gloomy energy, shouts thunder and makes sounds, flies to the eight extremes, travels around the four underworlds, and comes to stand on my left."
"The West has come to support me from the top of the tiger. With its heroic qualities, it has silenced the voiceless voice, deterred the beasts, and roared the mountains and forests. Come and stand on my right."
"The Southern Suzaku, born from the growth of a bird, transformed from the elixir hole, with the sound of blue thunder, the five colors of strange colors, and the six sacred images, come to guide me."
"Northern Xuanwu, born from the taiyin, manifests the essence of deficiency and danger, has the shape of a tortoise and a snake, travels around the nine places, governs all spirits, and comes to follow me."
Four voices seemed to come from all directions.
The sword light is whistling, the east wind is wood energy, the west is gold energy, the south is fire energy, the north is water energy, and the thick earth in the middle binds the spirit...
In an instant, these two powerful foundation-building disciples became prey to others.
"Don't kill me. My master is the Jindan Zhenren Jian Lingkong of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect. If something happens to me, my master will definitely avenge me!"
A foundation-building monk screamed.
"My father Jian Aokong is also a golden elixir monk. If you kill me, my father will definitely kill your whole family and refine your soul into a weapon spirit!"
At this point, the two foundation-building monks still didn't believe that anyone would dare to ignore the authority of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect and attack them.
In their view, the Proud Sword Immortal Sect is the sky in the Linglan Mountains.
They have been fighting with monks from other sects for a long time. Even if they kill each other, they will at most apologize and the other sects will settle down.
But now that they were being assassinated, they felt as if they had been slapped in the face by a cooked duck, and they were filled with unspeakable anger.
But just when they thought that the other party would be merciful after they reported themselves to their family, they saw flames and ice arrows falling from the sky.
These attacks also contain a lot of sword energy and are extremely powerful.
The two foundation-building monks were horrified. They immediately bit the tip of their tongues and activated a talisman to wrap them up.
This talisman turned out to be a life-saving blood talisman refined by Jindan monks with their hard work. It can bring out the defense of Jindan's initial strength.
When Fang Yang and the others saw this, they knew that it would be disadvantageous to delay for a long time, so they immediately mobilized their spiritual power to input into the Four Elephant Killing Formation.
In an instant, the brilliance in the formation surged, and fierce attacks fell on the two defenses like a storm, suppressing them into darkness.
"How is this possible? It's too exaggerated. He must be a monk at the peak of the late foundation building stage!" The two foundation building monks from the Proud Sword Immortal Sect were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Their defensive talismans were weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a cup of tea, there were two loud noises, and the defensive talismans of the two foundation-building monks were finally crushed by the Four Elephants Killing Formation.
Then there were two screams.
After the two foundation-building monks of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect had no talisman to defend themselves, they were instantly blown to pieces by the powerful power of the Four Elephants Killing Formation, as well as the spiritual weapons and armor on their bodies.
"What a powerful formation!" Fang Yang exclaimed.
The two foundation-building monks just now were obviously relatively elite disciples of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect.
Not only are they not weak in strength, but they also have valuable treasures with them.
If he were to fight alone, I'm afraid Fang Yang would have to use all his means to win.
And this can only be defeated, but there is no guarantee that it can be killed.
However, after using the Four Elephant Killing Formation, he actually chopped up the opponent like melons and vegetables, leaving him unable to fight back.
"Oh my God, this formation is so powerful!"
Nopo smiled naively.
Although the four of them had been meditating on this formation and knew that it was extremely powerful, they were still surprised when they saw the power of this formation for the first time.
"This formation is called the Four Elephants, but it mobilizes the power of the five elements. The power of the four elephants launches a killing attack, and the power of the earth in the center forms a huge spiritual pressure, which makes the people trapped in the formation have spiritual power.
If it is not smooth, or even stagnant, it will become like a useless person in a short time! Therefore, its power is endless!"
Fang Yang nodded and said, his analysis was extremely appropriate.
"But I think that if there is a special formation device, the power of this formation will probably be a bit more powerful!"
Zhang Lin is a master of weapon refining, and he analyzed this formation from his own weapon refining perspective.
"Yes, this formation uses the green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and Xuanwu as the wood energy in the east, the gold energy in the west, the fire energy in the south, and the water energy in the north, forming a four-image killing attack. If we can refine the corresponding array weapon
, I'm afraid the power will be increased ten times!" He Dong also nodded.
"Indeed!" Fang Yang said.
"If we are refining four spiritual weapons, although we cannot find Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu as weapon spirits, we can refine a set of spiritual weapons and replace them with similar monster souls, which may achieve the effect of imitation.
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Fang Yang's words made everyone's eyes brighten.
Fang Yang continued: "For example, if my multi-winged fire tiger imitates the position of the white tiger, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"What a great idea! If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely challenge myself in refining the four-image killing array!" Zhang Lin said with a hearty smile.
Fang Yang and the four of them worked together to clean up the scene in an instant.
Fang Yang also discovered that one of the foundation-building monks was wearing a storage bracelet.
This thing is of much better quality than ordinary storage bags.
Generally, only Golden Core cultivators have it. Obviously, this foundation-building cultivator of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect must have an elder who is a Golden Core cultivator, and he is relatively favored, so he received a reward.
Fang Yang used his powerful spiritual thoughts to quickly open the restrictions on the storage bracelet.
Fang Yang dug out a mission jade slip, which recorded the specific mission of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect to hunt down Fang Yang and the others.
"Hunt Wanxiang Sect disciple Fang Yang and the foundation-building monks around him, and reward one thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."
"Mission content: According to the agreement, the Wanxiang Sect elders will arrange Fang Yang and several monks around him into our pre-designed encirclement."
"Attention, you must keep Fang Yang's soul and obtain a map from Fang Yang that belongs to our Proud Sword Immortal Sect. Then you can kill his soul!"
"If you don't find the map, you can search for its soul!"
"We are only worth a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones, but they treat us like weak persimmons!" Fang Yang said with a smile.
However, Fang Yang also discovered from the mission content of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect that, as expected, someone from the Wanxiang Sect was betraying them.
In the past, all this was just speculation, but now there is real evidence.
This made Fang Yang more determined to leave the Wanxiang Sect.
From these two monks, Fang Yang and the others also found several low-grade spiritual weapons and 700 medium-grade spiritual stones, which could be regarded as a small fortune.
After Fang Yang and the others packed up everything, they set up the Four Elephant Killing Formation and continued to wait and see.
Half a day later, two more foundation-building monks flew over with spiritual weapons.
"It's really troublesome to do this mission in a place where crows don't poop. If it weren't for the fact that that boy named Fang's head is worth a lot of spiritual stones and the master had orders, it would be hard for me to come here."
Two foundation-building monks are coming for inspection.
"Junior brother, I don't know. You and my master are both Jindan monks. If it weren't for their help, we wouldn't be able to participate in this mission!"
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details!"
"It is said that the boy named Fang Yang most likely has a map on him. It is said that the map records a secret ruin left by an ancient monk!"
"Secret ruins?"
"You and my master helped us fight for this opportunity. No doubt we want to have the opportunity to go to the ruins in the future. Haha, we will be prosperous by then."
"This little bitch named Fang dares to covet the treasures of our Proud Sword Immortal Sect. I will cut off his flesh with a knife and crush his flesh into pieces to use as fertilizer!"
"How dare these little bastards from the rubbish sect defy our Proud Sword Immortal Sect, wait until Patriarch Yuan Ying comes out of seclusion and destroy them!" the two monks said in confusion.
Hearing how vicious these two people were, Fang Yang and the four of them were filled with rage.
At this moment, the two of them also saw the Millennium Spirit Grass.
Immediately, the two of them were very happy, and you chased me to grab the spiritual grass.
Just like last time, when they broke into the center of the killing array, the Four Elephant Killing Formation suddenly came, catching them off guard.
The two of them were quickly blown to pieces by the sky full of fire clouds, rain arrows, Yimu thunder and lightning.
Fang Yang and the others have been constantly understanding and improving these days, and now the Four Elephant Killing Formation is even more skillful, and the four people's cooperation is even more flawless.
Just like this, Fang Yang and the others used spiritual grass as bait to set up a killing trap.
After a few days, several more monks from the Proud Sword Immortal Sect were fooled.
First of all, it's because the Proud Sword Immortal Sect has always been domineering and never thought that anyone in Linglan Mountain would dare to go against them.
At the same time, because they knew that Fang Yang's strength was relatively low, they didn't take it seriously and made the mistake of underestimating the enemy.
The property of these monks is enough to make Fang Yang and others make a fortune.
The most depressing person these days is Deng Tong, the leader of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect.
Deng Tong held other people's Yuan Shen jade slips in his hands. The jade slips had been exploding and shattering in the past few days. It was obvious that the foundation-building monks under him died because of this, which caused these jade slips to be broken.
"Oh my God! These people's masters or elders are considered powerful figures in the sect. If they fail to complete the task this time, I'm afraid we will be in big trouble."
Deng Tong felt great pressure, as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest.