Tie Yu sneered, the dark light curtain was the magic circle set up by the king.
They all know the king's formation skills. Not to mention so many golden elixirs, even if there is one more peak golden elixir, they will not be able to defeat the formation for a while.
Even after the mountain is closed, you can wait for the Golden elixir monks to reach the bottom of their mana.
How dare the Ghost King dare to exaggerate and say that he is impatient to be blocked.
"Brother Scorpion, you said...
"Just as Tie Yu was about to turn his head to talk to the Foundation Establishment monk who was also guarding the node beside him, he felt a biting chill coming over him. He quickly put up his feather hat and barely resisted it.
However, in his haste, he was violently thrown out by an iron hook.
He fell heavily to the ground, knocking over many monsters and ghosts, shattering the surrounding decorations and the long corridor connecting the pavilions and pavilions. Then he barely stabilized his body and staggered to his feet.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth onto the feather blade.
He stared at the scorpion spirit with a look of disbelief on his face.
Scorpion is not very tall, and he wears a black cloak and a long scarf that ties him neatly.
Tie Yu asked coldly: "Brother Xie, what do you mean by this?!"
"You should give up this node."
"Are you from the King of Heavenly Ghosts?" Tie Yu suddenly felt angry and turned his arm. The shoulder feathers attached and turned into a long sword extending to the back of his hand. With a clanging sound, a three-foot feather sword appeared in his hand.
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Scorpion Spirit did not give an answer to Tie Yu's question.
He does not work for the King of Heavenly Ghosts, and he is not a scorpion spirit, but a ghost ghost, the ancestor of poisonous insects.
Walking leisurely to the formation node, he stretched out his hand and took out a long needle, and said calmly: "Don't waste your efforts. If you are poisoned by my scorpion poison, your magic power will not be able to function for a while."
"This needle is called the Magic-Breaking Needle. It is a unique magical weapon of Wanfa Sect, specially designed to break the foundation of the magic circle."
"However, if you use it too much, it will naturally be copied."
"We are not formation masters like Tu Shanjun. We can destroy the mountain guarding formation without others noticing, so we can only take this last step."
Tie Yu gritted his teeth and shouted: "They support you and love you. The king made you a general and they trust you so much."
"Do you know what the consequences will be if the formation is broken?"
"They will be displaced, they will be massacred, they will be homeless."
"Will die!"
The Scorpion Ghost looked around at the demon soldiers and ghost soldiers around him, and said calmly: "Oh, you are weak, then you will die, why do you have to live tenaciously? It is a waste of resources to keep the waste, it is better to let it out."
Tie Yu's mana steamed around his body, his arms completely turned into feather blades, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood: "You!"
"You will not succeed, the king will definitely kill you."
Scorpion Ghost sternly said: "We have been planning for more than ten years to plot against Daheishan. The basic nodes of Daheishan's outer formation have become a sieve. There is no secret at all. Why should we fail?"
"The only ones who will fail are Tushanjun and you!"
Just as the scorpion ghost was about to take action, demon soldiers and ghost soldiers suddenly swarmed towards him.
Unfortunately, the strength of the foundation-building monks is still too strong, and no monks can get close.
The scorpion ghost snorted coldly.
He released the magic shield with disdain and stepped onto the formation base node.
When he opened his hand, a sword-like magic weapon appeared in his hand. The magic weapon looked like countless phantoms combined together.
Suddenly, I felt like there was a light in front of my eyes which was very dazzling.
Turning around suddenly, it was not ordinary sunlight at all, but the cold sword light.
Feather Blade had already arrived in front of him.
"Keng."
The scorpion hook blocked the feather blade, and the mana around him couldn't help but steam up. His cultivation in the late stage of foundation building was undoubtedly revealed.
Looking at Tie Yu who had vomited black blood in front of him and was at the end of his crossbow, Scorpion Ghost suddenly became a little angry: "The poison has entered the body, and you still have to trap the beast and fight?"
"I still miss the friendship over the years. I hope you can be more decent."
"If you want to block it, you will die first!"
He opened his mouth, and a magical sword came out of his mouth. The magical sword was strong in the wind.
It pierced Tie Yu's chest in an instant.
The cold-faced monster in a bamboo hat gritted his teeth, and black blood flowed out from his seven orifices.
The arm that turned into a feather blade trembled, but did not retreat at all.
"die!"
The fist landed on Tie Yu's face, and it was like a dyeing workshop was opened. The knife flew out of Tie Yu's body uncontrollably and hit the wall.
The bamboo hat fell to the ground along his drooping head.
The worn hat only stirred up a little dust.
A foundation-building demon cultivator seemed so powerless at this moment.
He wanted to move his body, but his eyes had begun to wander, and his stern face could not maintain its true colors. The long beak opened and closed, and black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The thick blood fell to the ground, and the dust on the ground made a sizzling sound.
He tried his best to turn his head, only to hear a whisper: "Your Majesty..."
The Scorpion Ghost drew out his magic sword and chopped off Tie Yu's head with one strike.
Without the slightest hesitation, he nailed the magic weapon in his hand into the formation in front of him. He was too lazy to care about the whereabouts of Tie Yu Yin Shen, because his mission was to nail the magic weapon at this time.
This scene did not happen alone here, many demon kings and ghost generals were attacked by the ghost cultivators around them.
Some succeeded, some did not.
It was like the Jin-haired Demon who had been prepared for a long time and was wiping his fan-shaped magic weapon at this moment.
As a mouse, he has no intention of becoming brothers with other monsters. He only feels that there is a clear hierarchy between superior and inferior. Moreover, this big cat seems to have bad intentions, so even if the other monster shows kindness, he is still wary.
Looking back today, I realized that my timid and cautious character actually saved his life.
"No! If this is..."
The Jin-haired Demon's complexion changed drastically. He was so happy that he almost forgot about the important matter. If there was really a problem with these monks who later joined him, it would probably be bad.
And it does not rule out that the original monks in Daheishan were instigated to rebel.
There is more than one red-horned dragon in this world.
At this time, a sudden change occurred, and the basic nodes of the connected magic circle were suddenly extinguished.
At least 60% of the light disappeared under the cover of night.
The remaining light is like the starlight before the morning sun, shaky.
Only a thin layer of light curtain remained in the Six-pole Disha Sealing Mountain Formation.
"Netherworld?"
Qingjiao's face was full of ferocity, half of his face was gone.
Bloody and bloody, he held a lifeless monk and looked up at the large light curtain above. He noticed that the hidden formations contained in the light curtain that the monks used to resist high-level monks were also out of balance.
He fluttered his wings and frowned. He felt a rush of emotion just now. He quickly looked at the long mouth beside him and said, "Can you send a message to Tie Yu to tell him to be careful?"
"I don't know why, the transmission talismans can't be contacted." Changzui shook his head anxiously.
"Tch, I didn't expect it to be so much later than them."
The bull-faced monk put down the corpse in his hand, took out the magic weapon, and plunged it into the formation base. The pavilion in front of him suddenly cracked, and the underground magic array base extinguished the aura when the magic weapon was inserted into it.
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"Is this what you call being able to break the formation?" The Heavenly Ghost King looked at the faceless ghost in black robe beside him with some suspicion.
The large light screen in front of us is indeed shaky, but it will also take a lot of effort.
If they can't hold back Master Yuyan over there, and they can't take down the magic circle here, when the opponent comes, the Heavenly Ghost King will definitely run away without saying a word.
In fact, the opportunity to conceive a baby is too tempting, and even a great cultivator at the peak of the golden elixir in such a state of mind cannot resist it.
Once he becomes Yuanying, he can get back everything he lost.
It's no big deal to call yourself an ancestor.
Therefore, even if the Holy Spirit Cult has any plans, it doesn't matter to him. He only needs to get Tushanjun's Yin Shen and dig out the secret of Jie Ying.
The Faceless Ghost chuckled and said: "Tu Shanjun is a master of formations. When he destroyed the Chiwu Sect, he could even bury the formations in advance to tear apart the Chiwu Sect's mountain-protecting formation, so we must treat it with caution."
The Ghost King snorted coldly: "Don't forget what you promised me."
The Faceless Ghost doesn't even have to think about using the White Wolf with nothing.
The opportunity to conceive a baby was certainly tempting, but one of the inheritances of the Holy Spirit Cult also moved him. With this thing, even if this trip was in vain, the worst he could do was to leave the Little Wilderness Territory.
"Don't worry, Heavenly King, that jade slip is complete. As long as Heavenly King helps us conquer Daheishan, the remaining formula will be given to Heavenly King."
"Moreover, we don't need Tushanjun's Yin Shen and the opportunity to conceive a baby. We only need to obtain a magic weapon and capture his daughter. The King of Heaven does not believe in the oath of heaven, so he should believe in the contents of the handbook."
The King of Heavenly Ghosts did not give any signal. He knew how the jade slips were. He did not need to talk to the Faceless Ghost. Instead, he said loudly: "Master Tushan, your Daheishan Formation is on the verge of collapse. I will also give you a chance."
"Give me the opportunity to have a baby, or let me search for a soul, and I will pretend that nothing happened."
In front of the Ghost King's Palace.
Tu Shanjun's face was a little distorted, not because there was something wrong with his state of mind, but because the formation was maintained, which caused the suppression of the body to be weakened by the emotion-breaking technique, so the weirdness of the body began to show.
Tu Shanjun frowned as he looked at the Heavenly Ghost King who was talking nonsense and the man in black robe standing next to the Heavenly Ghost King who was always making remarks.
His agreement with Master Yuyan is very secret.
Moreover, even if the elixir that was finally refined was really the elixir that broke the pill and turned it into a baby, it was just Tushanjun's guess, and how did they know about it. As for the soul search, let alone the secrets in his mind, there are no secrets, and they can't be searched.
soul.
"One Sword Dominates"
This involves dignity and Taoism, and is a great shame and humiliation for the monks.
It damages the true meaning of Yin Shen and divine consciousness.
There may be some shortcomings in the path of spiritual practice in the future.
The golden elixir monk next to the faceless ghost took out a feather fan burning with white flames.
Wave it gently.
The flames fell from the sky like flowers on the formation. The flames burned a large hole in the dark light curtain in front of them. The flames on the edge could not be extinguished, and they burned along the spiritual energy.
The Heavenly Ghost King was immediately surprised and said: "The Five Directions Blazing White Luan Fan, the magic weapon of the White Luan Sect, has actually fallen into your hands."
This fan is made of Jiuyou white flame iron as the bone, and the white luan feathers of the sacred bird are used as the fan surface.
It was one of the magic weapons of the Bailuan Sect, the top sect in the Xiaohuang Territory at that time. The Flame of the Divine Bird and the Nine Nether White Flame were combined and inlaid with small Five Elements Spirit Fire Beads, specifically used to break formations.
If it is a weak magic circle, it will be burned to ashes by white fireworks in just a moment.
The faceless ghost just smiled indifferently. The late-stage Jindan monk standing next to the faceless ghost hugged his shoulders, put away his feather fan, and stood back quietly.
Tu Shanjun still showed no sign of joy or anger, and just roared: "Abandon the outer formation and gather to the main peak of Dahei Mountain."
As long as there is no problem with the main peak, the inner formation will be enough to protect it.