Of course, this small imperial formation is really nothing to Xiao Hua now. Xiao Hua doesn't have to look at the mystery and power of the imperial formation like he did when facing the Five Brocade Cloud Map, nor does he have to establish his authority here. He just smiled and slapped his hand on the top of the door. A powerful pressure came out of nowhere. Then a hand of Nascent Soul that was enough to cover the entire mountain depression was born. "Boom..." The Nascent Soul hand streaked across the sky and collided with the Haoran gas pillar and the whirlwind. A huge roar sound resounded throughout the mountain depression. The shrill sound of hurting the soul was first made, and then it stopped abruptly like a chicken and duck that strangled the neck! The countless sharp weapons, although they were crazy about the hand, were shaking the tree under the shackles of the big hand. Although the tiny friction was endless, they disappeared quickly with the roar.

However, just as Xiao Hua locked all the inscriptions in the valley with his hands, "Woo..." Another surge sound came from the cold pool. Clusters of golden light came out of the green pond water, and the entire pond water suddenly produced thousands of vortexes. These vortexes could actually penetrate the hand of Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul, like thousands of small snakes pounced into Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul's hand.

"Huh? This restriction is a bit interesting!" Xiao Hua felt the entire Nascent Soul hand was sore and numb. First, the cold air imprisoned wanted to echo these weak waters. The edge of the Nascent Soul hand was a little dark blue, "This weak water is actually poisonous!"

What was even more unexpected to Xiao Hua was that the weak water poison was actually very powerful. The dark blue color had just appeared on the Nascent Soul's hand, and the imprison at the edge of the Nascent Soul's hand showed signs of loosening. The imprisonment was slightly loose, and the whirlwind rose again, and the Haoran gas pillar also fell again with a loud bang.

"Be good, it's not simple. Xiao previously thought that the early stage of the Golden Pill might not be able to withstand it. If the imperial formation of the pool water and the imperial formation of the cliff contrast each other, it would be difficult to get through the middle stage of the Golden Pill!" Xiao Hua was secretly shocked. He had just entered Yaotai Mountain. He had never made any sense of anything and had encountered such a large formation. I am afraid that the tens of thousands of miles of Yaotai Mountain are so powerful? Thinking about the thousands of Jindan cultivators, Xiao Hua was worried about them.

Thinking in his heart, Xiao Hua did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly waved his hand, held the water bottle in his hand, and formed a Buddha seal in his hand and struck it on it. "Swoosh..." A suction force was born from the water bottle, which was covered by thousands of weak water snakes. It really defeated everything. Under the suction of the Buddha instrument, all these weak waters surrendered, and how could they even care about corrupting the hands of the Nascent Soul? Strips of thin streams fell in the water bottle, watching the pool water gradually falling inch by inch.

The weak water corrosion was gone, and the entire outer mountain wall could not resist Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul hand. However, with a light "click", the Nascent Soul hand held all the tiny weapons in his hands. Xiao Hua's current combination of divine consciousness and mind was not particularly harmonious, but he was able to deal with these tiny weapons with ease. Xiao Hua's mind rolled up with the divine consciousness in the Nascent Soul hand. All the weapons were in the space of the space. The ground inside the entire mountain wall was as clean as a dog licked.

"It's a pity that these inscriptions are engraved on the ground. Even if Xiao has the ability to scrape the ground three feet, I don't know if it will work after collecting them." Xiao Hua was about to take away the Nascent Soul Hand. Looking at the inscriptions that were still light and dark on the ground, he thought to himself. However, soon he had a good idea. The Nascent Soul Hand grabbed the ground hard, and with a loud "boom...", a large piece of ground worth more than ten feet in size was grabbed by Xiao Hua. The ground was originally as hard as iron stone, but it was pure soil under the Nascent Soul Hand. The tiny inscriptions on the ground immediately turned into a series of great auras and rushed into the air. They disappeared for a moment.

"Haha, that's right! It's so cool! "Xiao Hua was very happy to see this. He used both minds and used both the Nascent Soul hand to destroy the inscriptions in the mountain valley one by one, while urging his mind to hold up the weak water. It took half an hour. In the entire mountain valley, both the stone walls and the ground were in a mess, and there was no inscription. Looking at the previous dark cold pond, the water in the pond was clean, revealing the blue-black bottom. There were also many inscriptions at the bottom of the pond, as if articles were engraved there. As for the center of the bottom of the pond, and on the inscriptions, there were some white bones that had not been corroded by the weak water.

"Oh, this weak water is three thousand, and only one scoop can kill the monks. It shows that their corrosive power is very strong. The monks who fell into it ten years ago have long disappeared." Seeing these white bones, Xiao Hua sighed, "These white bones must have participated in the Golden Pill monks at this Yaotai meeting! How old has it been, and some monks fell in this weak water pool..."

"Do it!" Xiao Hua activated the Nascent Soul hand again, but in a moment, he destroyed the entire inscription at the bottom of the pond. Just as the inscription completely disappeared, a sense of ease immediately arose from Xiao Hua's heart. Xiao Hua was overjoyed and hurriedly released his divine thoughts. Sure enough, the previous blockade on the mountain valley had completely disappeared, and his divine thoughts could be released for more than ten miles!

"The entire Yaotai Mountain is still within a huge imperial formation, and it will move the whole body with one blow!" Xiao Hua understood that this must be the suppression of the Taoist cultivators by Xingjun Palace.

After taking the hand of the Nascent Soul and looking at the messy mountain valley, Xiao Hua urged his body to fly into the air and was about to leave, but his body had just flew several feet, and his heart moved again. With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yin and Xiao Guo landed in the air, "Wait for two and see what good things are in this mountain valley."

The two little things were very obedient, not as rebellious as Xiao Huang. They fell into the same place for only a moment. Xiao Guo came back with his head down with a little dejected look, his mouth was sagging, and his hands were empty.

"Haha..." Xiao Hua smiled and patted his head to the space of his income. However, Xiao Yin poked his head out of the messy muds and stones and screamed at Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua understood, pressed his body and waved his sleeves, and many huge rocks and mud were lifted away. A bead the size of a fist emitted a charming faint light, revealing it underground in the deep pool.

"Wind Water Bead?" Xiao Hua was happy and grabbed it with one hand. The bead fell into his hand. Sure enough, waves of water surged in the bead, and his divine thoughts were immediately swallowed. It was the magic weapon of the Taoist sect.

Looking at the weak water droplets in his hand, he thought about the many Taoist monks who fell in this mountain valley. Xiao Hua felt mixed feelings. A strong monk would be strong, and a weak monk would be weak. A Confucian cultivator took the Taoist magic weapon to kill Taoist monks. The Taoist monks came to die every ten years. Now they were fighting for only ten national masters! The fate was terrible.

"Oh, my power is limited, and my path is endless. It seems that what Master Qingxu said is a little bit reasonable!" Xiao Hua sighed and flew out of the valley, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​joining hands with others.

At this time, Yaotai Mountain is no different from the ordinary Lingshan blessed land. The scorching sun had already come to the sky. It was hanging in the sky. The sun was not hot, but it was very warm. A wave of breeze blew, and the wind was filled with the fragrance of trees. Xiao Hua stood at a high altitude on a hill, looking up at the distance. There were mountains stacked with mountains, and the green grass was pleasing to the eye. Looking behind him, a mountain that looked like a pen ink was straight into the sky. There were vague palace spirit trees on it, and some fairy birds were flying around the mountain, which looked extremely blurry. Isn’t it the Yaotai Mountain I saw earlier?

Xiao Hua looked at it for a moment and could not see anything strange. The mountains that are still close to Yaotai Mountain are probably tens of thousands of miles in size, and thousands of monks were sent into it at will. With the suppression of his divine thoughts, it is probably not easy to encounter a monk.

Xiao Hua thought for a moment and released the soul consciousness. To Xiao Hua's expectation, the soul consciousness in Yaotai Mountain was also suppressed, but the soul consciousness was slightly better and could be released dozens of miles away. But even so, the ten national masters' signatures knew where they were. It was impossible to find them with ordinary magical powers alone, and only luck could be relied on.

Li Xiang had some descriptions of Yaotai Mountain in Yutong, but the description was clearly stated, just what he saw when he entered Yaotai Mountain. It was just as he said, and there was no reference at all, because the mountain wall that Li Xiang entered was completely different from the deep forest. The mountain hill that had been rushed out of the deep forest was also different from what Xiao Hua saw now. What Xiao Hua could do now is to take a chance to see if he could use his soul consciousness to find the national teacher's signature step in advance.

Since it was a chance, Xiao Hua closed his eyes and did not release his soul consciousness, and flew towards one place. Xiao Hua didn't believe it anymore. Thousands of monks in Yaotai Mountain, well, with the Confucian cultivators in Xingjun Palace, who dared to compete with him for luck! And didn't Xiao Hua even release his soul consciousness for dozens of miles?

Xiao Hua, who closed his eyes, obviously flew straighter than Xiao Hua, who opened his eyes. After half a meal, Xiao Hua opened his eyes and his soul consciousness immediately released, but he saw that he was parked on a lush mountain forest. The forest was sandwiched between two peaks. At first glance, it was probably hundreds of miles in size. The ancient trees in the forest were towering, and the sound of gurgling water came into his ears from time to time, and sometimes the howling of beasts came from the forest.

Xiao Hua's eyes swept across the mountains and forests, looked at it for a moment, then raised his head again, looked at Gao Tian, ​​turned his head again to look at Yaotai Mountain in the distance, and slowly fell down. He carefully released his soul consciousness and prepared to check it bit by bit.
Chapter completed!