"The Three Northern Paths have set up an ambush outside the Pilgrimage Mountain, and no one is allowed to go out. Fortunately, I borrowed the artifact that Senior Sister Hongyi obtained from the Demon Sovereign Pavilion and traveled a short distance through the void. That's how I was able to break through the encirclement and come here to look for you. But even so … four hours have passed … I don't know how my master and the rest are doing. Please, please, please go …" Ye Guyin sobbed in front of the Tianyi Palace and told Fang Xing about the matter as fast as she could. However, Fang Xing was enraged and felt a flame of anger burning in his heart, as if someone had pinched his heart.
"I don't care if your master is dead or not."
He grabbed Ye Guyin's collar and said, "Is that old bastard Wan Luo dead?"
"When I came … he … he was preparing to challenge the sixth formation …"
Ye Guyin was almost frightened by his ferocious aura, and her throat became dry.
When Fang Xing heard this, he gasped. From Ye Guyin's words, he could tell that the five elders of the Great Snow Mountain had joined forces to challenge the first five formations, but they still suffered heavy casualties. Now, only the bastard Wan Luo was left to challenge the sixth formation. Wasn't he just rushing to be bullied by everyone? More than two hours had passed. Even if he made it there, his corpse would probably be cold by now, right?
"Damn it, you let a bunch of old men risk their lives for you. Why don't you go and die?"
The enraged Fang Xing's eyes turned red. He shouted for Jin Liuzi and was about to rush to the Pilgrimage Mountain.
At this moment, the surrounding cultivators were all dumbfounded. They did not expect such a turn of events. They were shocked and confused, and were even more shocked by Ye Guyin's words. The incense burning on the Pilgrimage Mountain was such a big event, but why did none of the cultivators hear about it?
The Dragon God looked at the frightened back of the little devil and sighed with his head lowered. He did not say anything.
There was a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He saw a peerless sword embryo. If it was sharpened enough, it might be able to help the Seafolk cut through the calamity in the future. But now, it seemed that no matter how much effort he put in, this sword embryo would eventually return to its original position. His thoughts had become an extravagant hope. At this time, there was nothing he could do. He could only watch helplessly.
However, at this moment, the Great Golden Crow had already gathered all its strength and was about to fly away. A white figure gently floated down.
It was Dragon Lady!
Fang Xing turned to look at her in surprise. Surprisingly, he was a little slow. "Why are you here?"
Dragon Lady said indifferently, "I'll go with you!"
Fang Xing said in a daze, "If I go, I won't be able to be the Divine Son of the Four Seas Orthodoxy …"
Dragon Lady turned her head and looked at him. She suddenly smiled and said, "It's alright!"
A smile that could topple a city!
At least one person was toppled!
Fang Xing suddenly burst into laughter. His eyes were still red, but his laughter was abnormally arrogant. He reached out and hugged the Dragon Lady's shoulder. Two rays of blood-red light shot out from his eyes. He shouted loudly, "Jin Liuzi, let's go. Let's kill all those bastards …"
Under the wings of the Great Golden Crow, two extremely powerful whirlwinds had already condensed. With a flap of its wings, it could travel thousands of miles in an instant.
It specialized in cultivating its body. Under the support of the Roc Clan's secret technique and the Uncle Gen's Longevity Technique, its demonic body was strong. After using the secret technique, in terms of speed, it was not inferior to Yuanying's body. It was just that in terms of movement, it was not as easy as Yuanying's Dharma Heart. Usually, it was too arrogant. When Fang Xing was in a hurry, he could not ask it to carry him. But now that the situation was urgent, it was naturally a different matter.
"Dragon God, that kid seems to have given his answer. It seems that he can no longer be the God's Son of the Four Seas. Do you still want to take the life of our Nimble Sect's Elder on his behalf? You are the Lord of the Canglan Sea, but you have nothing to do with Nan Zhan. Even if she is your daughter, if she marries a chicken, she will follow the chicken, if she marries a dog, she will follow the dog. You can take care of them in small matters, but in such a big matter, it is not convenient for you to take action, right? "
Elder Dezhao of the Nimble Sect also spoke at this time. Above his eyes, cold air lingered.
"Hehe, that's right. If he is the God's Son of the Four Seas, I will naturally help him. But since he has made his choice, it naturally has nothing to do with me!" The Dragon God spread his five fingers and suppressed the invisible mana that was used to cast the Dharma Seal. The Great Square Seal also flew out from his sleeve and fell into the Nimble Sect's formation. He looked calm and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he laughed loudly and said, "Fellow Daoists, I have not been to the Divine Prefecture for a long time. I never thought that I would encounter such a grand event. Since I have nothing to do, why don't we go and watch the ceremony together?"
As he laughed, he waved his sleeves behind him, stepped on the void, and flew towards the north.
The surrounding cultivators looked at each other and only reacted after a long time. They hurriedly rushed towards the Pilgrimage Mountain.
Nan Zhan establishing a Dao?
This was a big matter!
The Land of Demons had already confirmed that they would establish a Dao in the Divine Prefecture. The news that the Sea Clan of the Four Seas was about to establish a Dao had also spread. The cultivators could still accept this result, but the news of Nan Zhan establishing a Dao was really surprising!
They had to watch this show!
For a moment, the cultivators were like fish, majestically heading towards the Pilgrimage Mountain.
…
…
"Who said that I can't break through the Pilgrimage Mountain Array alone?"
At this moment, in the sixth formation of the Pilgrimage Mountain, Old Monster Wan Luo, who was drenched in blood, roared and stuck a formation flag into the 108th formation core. He turned around and shouted angrily. It seemed like he was looking at the 36 guardians of the formation and the Formation Master. It also seemed like he was replying to the spectators who thought that he would die in the sixth formation.
The guardian of the sixth formation was a young man with a Great Wind Flag on his shoulder. The robe on his left shoulder was torn, as if he had been hit by a palm. There was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. The 35 guardians beside him were also looking at the crazy old man with respect. The young man looked at Old Monster Wan Luo's figure in silence for a long time. In the end, he bowed with great admiration.
"Old Senior, I always thought that Nan Zhan was useless. Only today did I realize that I was a frog at the bottom of a well!"
After the young man bowed, he stood up and sighed. "In this sixth formation, I didn't show any mercy at all and had already pushed the formation to its limit. However, Senior, while dispelling the power of my Great Wind Flag, you also calculated the location of the one hundred and eight formation cores in the sixth formation. Then, you inserted the formation flags into each of them to change the direction of the formation. Such cultivation and knowledge are admirable!"
"Did I pass the test?"
Old Monster Wan Luo glared at the young man angrily.
The young man with the Great Wind Flag stuck the flag into the ground and brought his fists together, "Congratulations, Old Senior!"
"HAHAHAHA …"
Wan Luo laughed and placed his hands behind his back. He turned around and headed for the seventh formation.
"Old Senior …"
The guardian of the sixth formation hesitated for a moment before saying, "The seventh formation is not easy to pass!"
Wan Luo stopped and sneered, "If it's easy, how can I show off my ability?"
The young man did not say anything. After a while, he bowed again.
At this moment, the cultivators from Nan Zhan Sect looked at Old Monster Wan Luo's staggering figure with tears in their eyes. No one expected that Old Monster Wan Luo would still stagger out of the sixth formation after more than two hours of bitter battle. Everyone thought that Old Monster Wan Luo had died, and his heroic spirit didn't diminish in the slightest as he walked towards the seventh formation. His footsteps were slightly unsteady, but he didn't slow down in the slightest.
"Why bother? You know that it's impossible for you to pass the tenth formation! "
In the seventh formation, an old man in a red robe was sitting under an ancient pine tree. He looked elegant and elegant. He was sipping tea and looking at Wan Luo with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, but most of it was disdain and indifference. Seeing Wan Luo come in, the eyes of his disciples were filled with vigilance. However, he was not in a hurry to activate the formation. Instead, he slowly took a sip of tea and said to Wan Luo softly.
"Cut the crap. If you have the ability, then use it. I'm in a hurry!"
The moment Old Monster Wan Luo entered the formation, he raised his spirit and pressed his palm against the air as he coldly barked.
"Hehe, I'm just a little curious. You know that it's impossible, so why do you insist on doing it?"
The old man in a red robe smiled lightly and said lightly.
"It's possible, but I didn't expect the Divine Land to be so shameless!"
Old Monster Wan Luo stepped forward and said coldly, "Do you really think that the five of us didn't do our homework before coming to the Divine Land? In the past three hundred years, there were seven people who passed the Pilgrimage Formation. Five of them succeeded in establishing their own sects and one of them was a traitor from the Demon Abyss. With the difficulty of the formation, even if it was three times harder, the five of us would still be able to handle it. But now, it's more than three times harder! "
Old Monster Wan Luo's face was filled with indescribable indignation.
"If you can't pass it, then you can't. Why are you looking for so many excuses?"
The old man in a red robe was also displeased. He rolled his eyes and a cold light shot out.
"Hehe, if it wasn't for your nonsense, I wouldn't have to say all this."
Curmudgeon Wan Luo chuckled and took a step forward. His beard fluttered in the wind as he waved his palm. "Even if you move all the forces of the Northern Region to this Pilgrimage Mountain, the five of us will still dare to try our luck. Even if we can't reach the Pilgrimage Mountain in the end, we will still teach the cultivation world of the Northern Region and the world a lesson …"
In an instant, the void exploded. This palm strike that contained True Force instantly split into three layers of power and struck directly in front of the strange man.
"What principle?"
The old man in a red robe did not even look at the palm and slapped it out.
When their palms collided, it immediately drew forth a powerful airflow, and an enormous force surged to the point it enveloped the entire grand formation. The mist and clouds trembled endlessly, and it seemed as if a great building was about to collapse. The red robed old man originally intended to strike Wan Luo down with a single palm strike, but he never imagined that Old Freak Wan Luo, who seemed to be an arrow at the end of its flight, would possess such a formidable cultivation. It actually shook him to the point his vital energy and blood roiled, and the force before him shook and overturned the tea tray.
After this palm, he did not dare to be careless anymore. He stood up and looked at Old Monster Wan Luo with bright eyes.
As for Old Monster Wan Luo, he smiled coldly and continued to answer, "Don't be so arrogant. If I had your cultivation techniques and resources when I was young, what would you be?"
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