Qing Lingxiu practiced the art of formation, controlled a hidden formation, and brought dozens of martial arts experts from the Wuyou Xianling Way to an open space outside the front mountain.m.x.
Hongchen used the Star Original Mirror to tell her Lin Ke’s plan.
In the area of the Ala Ming Mountain realm, there are only star-level original mirrors, which can also transmit information over short distances.
"What a great Yuan Ce, what a natural selection institute, but they actually hide such a trump card. If I'm a little careless, wouldn't even I be plotted against?" Qing Lingxiu found a white stone and sat down leisurely, her eyes cold.
Fengqing read the content on the original star mirror and said with a smile: "Lin Ke's formation skills are pretty good. The key is, does he really have the ability to summon ghosts?"
Qing Lingxiu shook his head and said: "If he really had that ability, he would not choose to cooperate with us. Unless..."
"Unless what?" Fengqing asked.
Qing Lingxiu said: "Unless he wants to get rid of us too."
Master Qianhua's eyes were cold and he said: "I have guessed this a long time ago. How can a saint of the Holy Sect cooperate with the Wuyou Immortal Spiritual Path? Girl, let me kill him."
Qing Lingxiu shook her head and said: "Lin Ke cannot control the ghosts, wind and mist. The most he can do is lure them over and have the effect of killing people with a borrowed knife. However, we have to be on guard."
"Fengqing, please send a message to Hongchen. If Lin Ke really attracts the underworld ghost Fengwu, she must capture Lin Ke and not give him a chance to play tricks."
Fengqing nodded with a smile.
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Back mountain.
The real people of the Holy Sect and the powerful life masters gathered together, and Feng Lan controlled the hidden formation to cover up the aura.
Feng Wanpeng, Feng Xiaoqian, Luo Qian, etc., there are more than ten real people who are powerful, and they look at the black mist-shrouded mountain ahead.
Luo Qian held a wooden sword in his hand, brushed the long hair on his forehead, and said: "I trust Lin Ke's formation skills. It shouldn't be difficult to break the formation here. However, to say that he can do it by himself,
Destroy the Tianzhiyuan, the Qing Dao, the Demon Sword Dao, and the Wind City Dao, a total of dozens of real people. No matter how hard you beat me to death, I won’t believe it.”
Feng Xiaoqian smiled and said, "What if he really did it?"
"He has such a master, I worship him as my master." Luo Qian said.
Feng Xiaoqian said: "To become a disciple, do you want to perform the ceremony of kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times?"
"Well..."
Luo Qian laughed twice and stopped answering.
"In my opinion, you are a determined disciple."
Feng Xiaoqian knew Lin Ke very well. The matter of destroying Tianshou Yuan was of great importance. He would definitely go all out and do it with a certain degree of confidence.
Luo Qian sighed: "If he succeeds, how much merit and bounty will he earn? He is just a fortune teller."
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The stronghold of the six major forces of the Demon Alliance, Qianshan.
In the mountain dock, a small city of earth and stone was built, covering an area of dozens of acres.
At this time, a total of thirty-eight real people from Tianzhiyuan, Demonic Sword Dao, Mieqing Dao, and Fengzhongcheng Dao gathered in a stone hall and were discussing matters.
Gan Chen stood with his hands behind his hands. His three-meter-tall golden body looked tall and mighty. He said: "The real people of the Holy Sect and the powerful masters of life have gathered together. In the past two days, there must have been big moves, mostly aimed at us. Send the order.
Go down and explore the real people in the four directions of the stronghold, and pay more attention."
A sharp laughter sounded, "What are you afraid of? We are hoping that they will come. We don't need to take action at all. The formation arranged by Senior Brother Yuan Ce can make them come back without any return."
The speaker was a short and thin man whose cultivation had reached the third level of the True Yuan Realm.
The leader of the Qing Dao, Lan Xuezhong, has a calm personality and said: "Tian Chong from the Holy Sect is known as a genius in formations, and his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm. If he leads the team, it may not be possible
If we can’t break the circuit-breaking formation, we still have to be vigilant.”
Yuan Ce was sitting next to a wooden table, playing with pieces of real bones that were as crystal clear as jade. He had a gentle face and an elegant temperament. Especially those hands, with slender fingers, flexible and strong, which were more beautiful than women's hands.
He held a bronze pen, carved on the real bones, and said casually: "Tian Chong's level is only average. He can reach the fourth level of a low-level formation mage. Let alone breaking the formation, even if he wants to see the formation,
All the clues are difficult for him."
Lan Xuezhong asked: "How many ranks of low-grade formation mage Master Yuan Ce is?"
Yuan Ce raised the corner of his mouth, picked up a piece of real bone, carefully observed the lines carved on it, and smiled evilly: "If it were before coming to the Alaming Mountain realm, I really couldn't say how much I could beat him."
"But after I came here, I got a great opportunity. My cultivation level broke through to the True Void Realm, my Yuan Shen reached the late stage of the Little Yuan Shen, and I also made huge breakthroughs in other aspects. With Tian Chong's attainments, he is not even qualified to carry my shoes now.
"
"Among the Holy Sect, the one who is really capable is the boy from White Tribulation Star. I think his name is Lin...Lin Ke? The turtle-swallowing fog force he arranged at the Holy Sect stronghold stumped me. However, his cultivation
It's too low to be afraid of."
In the stone hall, exclamations of surprise rang out one after another.
"What, Senior Brother Yuance has reached the late stage of Little Yuanshen?"
"How is this possible? Even if you are a real person in the real realm, there are very few who can cultivate to the late stage of Xiao Yuanshen."
"It is said that refining the Bodhi Seed can not only open the orifices, but also increase the strength of the Yuanshen. Senior Brother Yuance got a Bodhi Seed from Bai Nian Sheng, so he opened the ninth orifice and cultivated to the late stage of the Little Yuanshen.
"
"How can a single Hundred Thoughts Bodhi Seed be so powerful? Mr. Yuan Ce is a wizard of formations. He has always paid attention to the cultivation of the Yuan Shen. He is only a little bit behind the late stage of the Little Yuan Shen. He is able to break through because of his own hard work and hard work.
results.”
Regarding everyone's compliments, Yuan Ce smiled and said: "Recently, I have been thinking about how to break the turtle-swallowing fog force and the armor formation, and finally I came up with a plan."
"If you don't want to wait and see, we can take the initiative to attack the Holy Sect stronghold and catch them off guard."
The Demon Alliance warriors in the stone palace were all excited.
"Haha, Senior Brother Yuance, we have been waiting for this sentence from you. It's great. What are you waiting for? Let's go now."
"Those saints of the Holy Sect, the male ones are captured, drained of their vitality, refined spiritual blood, and their souls are taken away. The female ones are captured, given nine-character seals, and made into lowly slaves."
…
Just when the morale of the Demon Alliance warriors was high, the smile on Yuan Ce's face faded, he frowned deeply and walked out of the stone palace.
Seeing something wrong with his expression, Gan Chen asked, "What's wrong? Did you notice something wrong?"
Without saying a word, Yuan Ce used his soul to move his body, and slowly flew up from the ground, rising to a height of a hundred meters. His pupils turned white, and he looked out at the misty sky.
A real person at the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm flew to Yuan Ce and asked, "Have the warriors from the Holy Sect already come to attack?"
Yuan Ce shook his head and said, "It's Ninggui Fengwu."
All the Demon Alliance warriors breathed a sigh of relief. Yuan Ce's serious expression just now really shocked them.
I thought that the Holy Sect had united with all major forces to attack.
"It's just ghosts and mist, isn't it normal?"
Yuan Ce said: "The ghosts, wind and fog are coming towards our direction, and have already entered the range of fifty miles. If their target is us, it will be a big trouble."
"Probably not, we are surrounded by a hidden formation, how could they possibly discover it?" Lan Xuezhong said with a frown.
Yuan Ce's expression became more and more serious, and he said: "I'm afraid that this ghost storm is man-made. It's too fast. It has entered forty miles, and it is still heading in our direction without changing direction."
"Thirty miles."
The real people in the Demon Alliance released their souls one by one.
"Twenty miles! All warriors obey the order and prepare for battle immediately."
There is no need to take any chances, the ghost wind and mist must be coming towards them.
Yuan Ce's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly: "Later, I want to see who is so powerful that he can control the ghost wind and mist to deal with the Demon Alliance."
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The pain in my shoulders and cervical vertebrae is really unbearable, so there are only so many words in this chapter.