The light of formations soared into the sky from the center of Chilong Island.
In an instant, the leader Yue of the Tianlan Sect was enveloped.
Yue Tianzhu looked at the formation light rising around him with disdain on his face, "You want to stop me with just a formation? How naive!"
With a flick of his hand, a crackling sound was heard, the array disks broke, and the light of those formations also dimmed.
But one formation is still standing, and its light is getting brighter and brighter.
Yue Tianzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he saw countless sword lights rising into the sky, drowning him in an instant.
Qing's voice sounded faintly, "It was originally a fairy formation prepared for those evil spirits. I didn't expect that the evil spirits were not successfully defeated, but they had to show it to our kind first. How ironic!"
But Yue Tianzhu had no time to answer him. His figure moved and flickered in the formation, the defensive formations on his body floated up layer by layer, and mana shields were wrapped around his body.
But those sword lights followed them like shadows, and the more they gathered, the more powerful they became.
"Do you really think that I, the Red Dragon Pavilion, have no one behind me and are easy to bully?" Qing Leng snorted, "I've been sold out and still help count the money. It's really ridiculous!"
Yue Tianzhu was thinking while resisting the sword light, but he was not thinking about who was behind the Red Dragon Pavilion, but how to break the formation.
This formation is indeed different from the ordinary formation. It is indeed very similar to the fairy formation in the fairy palace group in the Zenith Secret Realm.
But he didn't expect that someone could actually copy those formations.
In the Zenith secret realm for a month, which golden elixir monk would foolishly study the formation runes of those immortal formations there instead of looking for opportunities?
But now when I encounter such a fool, I am really trapped.
In the distance, Jun Buqi sat on the top of an ancient tree and looked at Jun Buqi. There was a red figure beside him. The red figure sat on the branch, with her slender bare feet gently dangling in the air, and her red gauze skirt followed.
The wind danced gently, "Little Taoist priest, you are in so much trouble!"
As the two became more and more familiar with each other, Sister Zhi gradually learned the art of complaining.
Next to Sister Corpse, a white figure sat, holding Sister Corpse's arms with both hands. His movements were consistent with Sister Corpse Corpse's, "If he were like Sister Corpse, he wouldn't have so much trouble. I told him, he still has
To say that I am just taking pleasure in others’ misfortune is to say that I really don’t understand good people’s hearts!”
"Little gourd? How many years have I been practicing? How many years has my sister been practicing? Don't you care about the process?" Jun Buqi complained helplessly? "How many monks at my age? How many have my level of cultivation?
?You can’t use the eyes of an immortal to measure us mortals!”
Little Calabash Spirit was speechless, Sister Shi smiled and said, "You really don't want to kill him? If you kill him here, Tianlan Sect will be leaderless for the time being, and they will definitely be more afraid of you."
Jun Buqi shook his head slightly. "If you kill him, the hatred will not be resolved. There is no need for Chilong Pavilion and Tianlan Sect to fight to the death. It won't happen."
And? Really kill someone else's sect leader? Even if Sister Corpse comes forward, it will definitely not work, so it is better not to let Sister Corpse come out.
Therefore, it is a bad idea to kill people to establish prestige. How to build prestige by hurting others? In addition, if the corpse sister comes forward, can you gain face immediately?
After a pause, he continued: "And how many battles did the other party have with Xie Sui? From the perspective of the human beings in the world of Jiuzhou, the other party can be regarded as a hero? If you can't kill him, don't kill him!"
"Isn't it because you're afraid of trouble?" Little Calabash Spirit interjected.
Jun Buqi curled his lips? "You won't speak? I won't treat you like a boring gourd."
The little gourd spirit made a sound, while the corpse sister raised the corners of her lips slightly.
The three of them chatted silently, while countless monks looked at the leader of the Tianlan Sect who was in danger from afar and pointed at the leader of the Tianlan Sect who was killed by the sword energy from a distance.
It has to be said that the move of Red Dragon Pavilion really made the leader of Tianlan Sect lose face.
The top monk in the Ascension Realm, who is dignified, actually fell into the hands of such a small sect. If word spreads, where will his old face of Yue Tianzhu be put in the future?
Now it is certain that the news will spread, so...
But now Yue Tianzhu doesn't dare to get angry. He is afraid that if he gets angry, he will have to start over again to crack the formation. This is too difficult!
As for Red Dragon Pavilion, in his heart, he has equated it with death.
As long as he could get out from here, he decided to kill every Chilong Pavilion monk he saw in the future, unless the other monk would stay huddled on these islands for the rest of his life.
Do you really think that their Tianlan Sect is a soft persimmon?
At this moment, a ray of sword light came from the north, cut through the sky, and shot directly at the large formation in the center of Chilong Island.
Jun Buqi's side, Sister Zhi's figure disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, a red figure covered in red armor appeared in front of the large formation. He swung the long sword dripping with blood in his hand and cut off the sword light.
The cloak behind him spread like a pool of blood in the air.
The sky where the sun was originally shining was suddenly covered with lead clouds. In the blink of an eye, the sky suddenly became dark, and the sound of ghosts crying could be heard in the blood-like cloak.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.
In the dim sky and earth, ghosts and souls were crying, and a red figure stood in the air, with no blood on its pale face, just like a queen standing in the ghost realm.
When all the monks saw this scene, their hearts beat wildly, and then they all exited Red Dragon Island, secretly guessing who this red-clothed woman was?
"Is this a human or a ghost?"
"There is such a existence behind Red Dragon Pavilion, it's incredible!"
"Is it the red-clothed mistress from Feiyun Island?"
"Probably not! It doesn't look like the one in the legend! And you see, there are thousands of ghosts behind her! There is no such legend about the red-clothed matron of Feiyun Island!"
"Could it be the female ghost king on the other side of Mihundang? I heard that the other side of Mihundang has been unified for a long time, and the one who rules all ghosts is the female ghost king!"
"No way! Does Red Dragon Pavilion still have something to do with the Kingdom of Ghosts?"
"Who knows for sure! Maybe it's true! Let's watch the show first!"
Each of these young monks was calm on the surface, but their hearts were turbulent, with a look of gloating in their eyes.
"Your Excellency...why are you preventing me from rescuing people?"
A ray of rainbow light flew over, and then a figure was revealed. The broad blue robe was fluttering in the wind, and he stared at the corpse sister like a sword, and his heart was a little hard to calm down.
Who this person is is definitely familiar to the great monks who came from Central China.
The scene of thousands of ghost soldiers chasing each other is still vivid in my mind and unforgettable.
But he never thought that he would meet him here.
Sister Corpse pointed her long sword at an angle and said coldly: "When you bully others, you have to use your tricks more brightly. You are bullying my juniors like this. Have you ever asked me for my opinion?"