Scholar Jin Jing was besieged by the Luoyun Sect, so it was difficult for him to escape.
Chu Feng did not join them immediately. His eyes were fixed on the direction deep in the valley. If what he had sensed before was correct, there should be a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse ambushing him there. However, what puzzled him was that
, why even now there is still no movement from the other party.
Chu Feng didn't know that at this time, deep in the valley, somewhere in a large formation, an old man with gray hair was pacing anxiously.
The battle outside was so fierce, how could a Nascent Soul Stage monk not be clear about it? However, precisely because he was so clear, the old man was a little hesitant.
According to the original plan, Old Monster Fen and Scholar Jinjing would pretend to be invincible, and then lead each other step by step into the prepared formation. At that time, including themselves, the three Nascent Soul Stage monks would join forces to attack, and then with the help of
The power of the formation will definitely be able to severely damage it.
Unfortunately, the development of the matter was somewhat unexpected. The monk surnamed Chu, who was a casual cultivator, actually possessed such a terrifying monster. He killed Old Monster Fen in a single encounter, and even Scholar Jinjing was in danger.
All plans have been disrupted, and now they no longer care about how to severely damage the opponent. Instead, they must carefully consider how to resolve this crisis.
"Go to the rescue?"
The old man shook his head and immediately rejected this 'stupid' idea. Although his cultivation had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he couldn't stand up to the large number of people on the other side. Three Nascent Soul stage monks, plus a powerful
Monsters are simply not something he can provoke.
Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he immediately drove away with the Light of Escape. As for Scholar Jinjing, self-protection was not enough. He had no ability to save the other party, so he had better seek his own blessings.
"Old Demon Zeng, you actually refused to save me..."
Scholar Jin Jing was furious in an instant, obviously sensing the movement in the distance. He suddenly understood that he had become the abandoned son of the other party. Seeing the situation around him, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
Chu Feng was suspended in mid-air. He was a little stunned at this time. He didn't expect that man to be so decisive. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately ran away. For a moment, he felt like his fist was hitting the empty space.
The battle is coming to an end, and Scholar Jinjing's treasure is trapped. With one against two, he finally cannot hold on.
"Bang——"
Scholar Jin Jing was heartbroken, slapped his head, and the Nascent Soul flew out from the Tianling Cap at high speed. The Nascent Soul was only an inch tall, and it held a cyan pen-shaped magic weapon in its hand.
He glanced in the direction of Chu Feng hatefully, and was about to run away. However, his body suddenly shook slightly, and then, five colors of brilliance exploded, and a huge suction force came, instantly sucking him in.
Cheng and Lu looked at each other, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
This fellow Daoist Chu's methods are endless. Whether it's the mysterious dragon-shaped monster or the mysterious tripod that suddenly appears in front of you, each one makes people unable to resist at all.
Chu Feng stretched out his hand to call, and two groups of rays of light suddenly flew back. They were the Xutian Cauldron and the golden mirror that had lost its owner. The latter was frozen by the purple fire for a period of time, and its spiritual damage was considerable.
The flash of strangeness between the two people did not escape his sense, but he didn't care about it.
"What are your next plans, Fellow Daoist Chu?" the old man surnamed Cheng asked, his expression unconsciously showing a hint of respect.
Chu Feng thought for a while and said, "Chu is going to go to the forbidden area to prevent problems from happening to Brother Lan, so I will trouble two fellow Taoists to guard the place."
"It's okay. Fellow Daoist Chu, just go ahead and leave this place to us."
The old man surnamed Cheng smiled slightly without any intention of stopping him.
Chu Feng nodded, then called Xiao Zi back, turning into a faint light and disappearing from sight.
Cheng and Lu looked at the direction in which each other was leaving, and were silent for a while.
"This fellow Daoist Chu is really secretive. He has such powerful means, but his reputation is not obvious. If it hadn't been for today's battle, I'm afraid you and I would never have thought of it."
"It's not just you and me. I'm afraid the Gujian Sect himself doesn't know. No wonder he dared to offend good and evil when he was still a casual cultivator. He was obviously confident." The monk surnamed Lu shook his head slightly and suddenly sighed,
"Old Monster Jin is really lucky. Why can't such a good thing happen to me, Luoyun Sect?"
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Chu Feng flew all the way and soon arrived at the edge of the formation.
He had already made an agreement with the Fire Dragon Boy in advance that if things went smoothly here, he would immediately pass on the information.
The light flashed in his hand, revealing a black token, which was the summons he had used before.
He did not delay and was about to start delivering the message, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a violent roar coming from the forbidden area.
"Someone is attacking the formation, and they are attacking from within!"
The formations in the forbidden area were set up by the ancestors of the three sects, and their defensive power was extremely powerful. However, the situation at this time was completely different. The formation in front of them began to shake violently, and it seemed that it was about to be breached.
generally.
Chu Feng's eyes were slightly focused, and a sharp look flashed across his face. It was obvious that someone had tampered with him, otherwise this situation would not have happened.
"Boom...boom..."
The formation was violently churning again, and in the next moment, several figures suddenly broke through the barrier and flew out at extremely high speeds.
"Junior brother Chu, stop those spies quickly, the alcohol is on them." The fire dragon boy noticed Chu Feng's aura and said with great joy.
"Damn it, why are there still Yuanying Stage monks? What do those people do for food?" The leader cursed and then shouted,
"Things have changed. We must join forces, otherwise no one will be able to escape."
…
Chu Feng watched calmly as several people assigned tasks in an orderly manner, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes. These people were quite strong. Two of them had already reached the peak of the late stage of Dan Formation, and were only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage.
However, this slight difference makes a world of difference. With just a few monks at the Dan Formation stage, there is no way it can slip away from his hands.
With a thought in his mind, the Chi You Sword instantly appeared and shot forward quickly. Several monks in the Dan Formation stage suddenly looked solemn and did not dare to hesitate at all, and they all used their magic weapons to resist.
"Boom...boom...boom..."
Violent collisions sounded one after another, and various colored treasure lights flashed continuously. In the blink of an eye, several magic weapons shot back almost at the same time.
"How come?"
One of them looked pale, and his flying sword was cut into two pieces.
Several other people also looked ugly. Although their magic weapons were not destroyed, they were also injured to varying degrees. They couldn't help but feel secretly in their hearts, and they still underestimated the strength of the other party.
The power of the same magic weapon in the hands of monks at different realms is completely different. What's more, Chu Feng's Chi You sword is already powerful enough.
"Do you want to catch him on your own, or do you want me to do it myself? If you choose the latter, don't blame Chu for being ruthless."
Chu Feng stared at a few people with some interest, as if looking at a pile of treasures.
He had no intention of killing them. These people were all important disciples of good and evil. If he killed them now, not only would he create a deadly feud, but he would also get nothing. He might as well keep them and sell them for a good price.