Far away in Changbai Mountain.

The strong wind whipped up heavy snow, and the sky and the earth were filled with silence.

The clouds were slightly pale, and silhouettes of people appeared above the clouds, like immortals descending.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and the inverted formation of the heaven and earth was once again formed.

As the saying goes, once is born again, twice is familiar, this time the formation of Immortal Dao Jindan is faster and more powerful than last time. First, because of sufficient preparation, there are formation flags between each, which speeds up the power and stability of the formation.

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Secondly, with the blessing of the national destiny, important national weapons from many regions arrived at the front line as one of the bases of the formation.

The power of Zhou Tian's inversion fell, the calm water surface suddenly boiled, and a fiery red figure rose into the sky.

That's a phoenix.

Phoenix moves around in the air and can only passively defend against overwhelming attacks. Even if there is a counterattack, it will be absorbed by the formation.

The power of the sky blocks the airspace in all directions, not to mention mosquitoes, even if they escape into the void, they will be turned upside down.

To advance is to retreat, and to retreat is to advance.

This is more advanced than most blockade methods, because it is not a head-on forced blockade, but rather relies on the strength of Tai Chi and Bagua.

Lan's body was soon covered with ferocious wounds. Feng Yan flashed by, and the wounds quickly recovered as before.

Innate creatures have extremely strong recovery capabilities, and they are definitely stronger than acquired creatures in fighting skills. However, the recovery of wounds is not cost-free, it is just replaced by another more cost-effective consumption.

Usually mana.

The mana in Lan's body is flowing away rapidly at this moment, and the speed is increasing geometrically.

Because the attacks falling from above are becoming more and more fierce, and the increasing injuries are also affecting his performance.

"It will never be the same as before."

Lan sighed silently, now she was bullied by a dog.

If he was at his peak, how could he be beaten to death? There was no escape, no avoidance, and no one to save him.

Because it's not necessary.

The Immortal Dao besieging him is not an opportunity for Huangquan. Half of the powerful Immortal Dao gather here, and if the others have bright minds, they should just fight for the incense.

Lan raised his head and looked at everything calmly, then spread his wings and flew upwards in the opposite direction.

More violent attacks fell from the nine heavens, and the inverted formation made it difficult for Lan to get close to him no matter what.

Lan was not discouraged and was still looking for flaws in the formation bit by bit.

She firmly believes that there is no perfect formation in the world, but in a life-and-death fight, no one will give her time to think.

Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly, and he gently raised his hand to use Zhou Tian's upside-down power to further compress the space, forming a cage that was almost transformed into substance.

The red Buddha drew his magical bow and pointed it at the trapped phoenix below.

Zhila!

A bolt of lightning struck, and there was no way to avoid it.

Before it was over, I saw a divine soul that had almost turned into reality coming out of the air.

Wang Huan pointed his fingertips, his soul turned into a blade, and struck the Phoenix's soul hard.

I heard a loud noise in the void, and the spiritual platform was broken.

Many of the magical methods that Lan had originally prepared came to a standstill at this moment, and his eyes were filled with pain and confusion.

Just a moment of confusion can be fatal.

A handsome man in a red robe spit out a mouthful of true flames and fell on the Phoenix. The Phoenix flames suddenly fluctuated violently, and the body protection method was vaguely torn open.

The chest cavity is exposed with gorgeous feathers, and the body is exposed to the immortal's vision.

"Yes, you are worthy of the name Huo Jue."

Qingxuan couldn't help but praise him. Zhuquetian was humbled repeatedly. From his pale expression, it could be seen that the move just now consumed a lot of energy, but he was still proud of himself.

After all, the other party's Taoist skills were infinitely higher than his. Just breaking through the body-protecting Taoist method almost killed Suzakutian.

But it's all worth it.

At least he has reconnected with the immortals, and can come back if he can't survive outside. Once there is no contact with him, love will soon become a one-time exchange ticket.

Qingxuan's fingertips flashed with white light, and the power of the entire Zhoutian upside-down formation gathered into one point.

Kill the leader first today.

Now they have been besieged for a day, and no one else in Huangquan has come forward. At this time, they are most likely stealing the remaining incense, or are injured and dare not come out. But Huangquan has obviously been forced into a desperate situation. If he comes out, he will be killed. If he doesn't come out 2

The number one person will be beaten to death.

It's the same as having an arm cut off.

The previous siege but not suppression was all for this moment.

Whether it is a large-scale battle between monks, a war between ancient dynasties, or a modern war. The basic logic is the same, and the purpose is nothing more than two points: to eliminate the enemy's effective strength and preserve our own effective strength.

The enemy is outnumbered and surrounded but not suppressed.

The enemy advances and surrounds us; when the enemy retreats, we advance.

"The world has been decided."

A bit of gray light lit up, and the whole world was eclipsed by it.

Lan had already escaped from his brief trance, with only calmness and indifference in his starry eyes, looking up at his own death.

He didn't beg for mercy, and he didn't say harsh words.

The death of every Yin god is the beginning and becomes a part of reincarnation. When the ancient city of Huangquan was founded, their dojo was the cornerstone.

If you can achieve enlightenment, you will only have to die.

It's just a pity that we can't see each other.

That year, I was ignorant and ran away from my clan. I met a Yang spirit who was able to save the beings born after birth.

That person told him to divide yin and yang and invited himself to join the team, but his cultivation level was obviously lower than his own. Just like in this era, a poor boy invited a rich girl to start a business with a thousand dollars.

Young people all like to have high aspirations, so Lan followed him in a daze, and this journey lasted for thousands of years.

Along the way, new people continued to join and old people left.

Silent sighs filled the air, and a man in a mysterious robe suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, blocking the way of Phoenix.

At this time, the white light containing the power of Zhou Tian has fallen, the void is distorted wherever it passes, and all phenomena are scattered.

Yuan just raised his hand, and the power that was different from Zhou Tian's inverted formation came through the air. In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, and the shadow of the Wangchuan River stretched across the sky.

The way of reincarnation exists forever.

The power of Zhou Tian seems to have plunged into the quagmire, being wasted in the endless rotation, and finally returned to calm.

At this moment, the sky is vast and the sky is clear.

"What?!"

Some people couldn't help but exclaimed.

The power of Zhou Tian's inverted formation was easily blocked by the opponent. This was the Suppressing Formation of Shangqing Palace, the most advanced formation in Immortal Dao.

Lan looked at the man's back in a daze when a familiar voice came, not much changed from back then.

"Lan, heal your injuries first."

Lan came back to his senses, suppressed the emotions in his heart, closed his eyes slightly and curled up into a ball, turning into a small sun, using his natal magical power to heal his injuries.

Qingxuan and Dushi looked at the man in Xuanpao solemnly.

Yang Cang counted with his fingers, and then turned pale with shock.

"He is the Lord of Tongyou, Taoist Priest Qingxuan, please call me Immortal!"

"The Immortal has been watching here."

Qingxuan's face regained its composure, and when he glanced at the sky, there was no movement, let alone thunder falling from the sky.

So he had another idea.

"Old monk, do you think that with the destiny of China's country, it is possible to suppress a holy king?"

Du Shi raised his eyebrows and said: "It's natural to compete in strength."

If it were purely a matter of comparing their own consumption, almost no one in the world could compare to the luck of the country. For example, if you only fight for spiritual energy, even an immortal cannot compete with a high-grade spiritual vein.

But reality cannot be calculated like this. Immortals can continuously absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and earth, and the Lord of Tongyou can also use cleverness to avoid consumption.

Or shoot the horse first before shooting the man, severely damaging the country's most important weapon.

"If you can, then try it."

Qingxuan's eyes were blazing, and the eager expression on his face made Yang Cang a little confused.
To be continued...