The sixth formation was indeed difficult. The Nimble Adept Sect, who had replaced the original guardian of the formation, added their new and old grudges together. They fought with Fang Xing with all their might. Three peak masters who were at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, three hundred disciples with the highest cultivation in the Nimble Adept Sect, and the power of the sixth formation formed an indescribably terrifying power. It surrounded Fang Xing and the Golden Crow like a tide and suppressed them.
Wind!
The origin of the sixth formation was wind!
Wind was not one of the five elements, but it was created by the later generation of cultivators. However, its power was not weak.
The gentle wind could only wrinkle a pond of spring water, but what if the wind was a hundred or ten thousand times stronger and a hundred or ten thousand times sharper?
It was simply an invisible sharp knife that could kill all life.
Especially the origin of the sixth formation. It was a flag that could summon the Ghost Qi of the Netherworld. As a result, the strange wind in the formation was not only incomparably sharp, but also contained a terrifying Ghost Qi. If a normal person came into contact with it, their soul would be taken away. Even cultivators could only use their spiritual power to resist. Otherwise, their soul would be damaged and they would not be able to use any techniques.
They could only resist the wind and resist the attacks of the three peak leaders of the Nimble Sect and the three hundred disciples.
This was a bitter battle!
"Boom!"
Fang Xing formed a seal with his hand and activated the Mountain Technique. Like a majestic Pilgrimage Mountain, he stabilized his body and was not affected by the wind in the sixth formation. However, the three hundred disciples of the Nimble Sect immediately used the power of the formation to control all kinds of magical tools and rushed at him. He had no choice but to use the Mountain Technique and fight with them. However, just by moving like this, he was unable to stabilize his body in the wind. Coupled with the terrifying Ghost Qi, the battle was extremely difficult.
"Quack, quack … this formation is hard to deal with!"
The Great Golden Crow flapped his wings and relied on the power of his body to create a whirlwind to resist the strange wind in the formation.
"If it wasn't hard to deal with, then it would be boring. Today's grudge with the Nimble Sect will be settled together!"
Fang Xing shouted and formed a seal with one hand to resist the power of the formation. He held a knife in one hand and fought fiercely with the disciples of the Nimble Sect.
Boom!
He kept charging and killing, and wherever he went, he would behead countless people. Blood filled the air.
However, he and the Great Golden Crow were also injured by the strange force of the strong wind and the magical weapons of the disciples of the Nimble Skill Sect. They could only rely on the wood technique to quickly heal their injuries. They were like two immortal demons, fighting against the disciples of the Nimble Skill Sect and the strange force of the sixth formation at the same time …
"I'll go kill him!"
One of the Nimble Sect's Peak Masters shouted coldly and was about to attack.
His eyes were cold as he said in a low voice, "Although this brat is still young, he has broken through the five formations and killed the Yun Family's Great Elder, the Mu Family's Fairy, Monk Bai Huo, Venerable Mu, and even killed two of the Wen Family's geniuses. His strength cannot be underestimated. It seems like he has been suppressed by the formation, but who knows if he still has any life-saving abilities hidden. Right now, the three of us don't need to rush into action. Right now, he is fighting against the disciples of my Nimble Skill Sect, resisting the power of the formation, and also using the Wood Technique to heal his wounds. I want to see how much spiritual energy he can use. Let's just watch from the side and attack when he is exhausted!"
The other two Peak Masters looked at him strangely and realized that he wanted to use the lives of the disciples to consume Fang Xing's spiritual energy.
They couldn't bear to do this, but after thinking about it, this person didn't even care about the lives of his own son and daughter. He could throw them away for the sake of benefits, let alone the lives of the disciples. Furthermore, when they thought about how Fang Xing had slaughtered his way into the sixth formation and the ferocious aura he exuded, the two of them couldn't help but shudder in fear. For a moment, they didn't dare to move forward, and just followed Fang Xing's instructions and operated the formation from the side.
"Now that you've avenged the Ancestor, I have a reason not to hate you … Although I can't hate you …"
At this time, in the outside world, Chu Ci broke down and cried loudly. She looked like she was about to go crazy.
Fang Xing was fighting the formation on the mountain, but she felt like a knife was being twisted in her heart.
Although in the Chu region, she was the little princess of the Chu royal court, in the Divine Prefecture, her status was as low as dust. Her cultivation was not high, and she was a little dull, so she didn't have many friends. The Ancestor, Chu Tai Shang, had already passed away in the formation. The only person who shared the same fate as her, Ying Qiaoqiao, was also playing the zither and thinking about others. She didn't notice how much she was suffering at this time.
Worry, pain, conflict, and all sorts of other emotions brewed in her heart, causing a sliver of despair to rise from the bottom of her heart.
It was the first time that she had shown such great anger in front of others. She loudly scolded those who had watched Fang Xing fight desperately on the mountain, but she had only anxiously discussed and even expressed her dissatisfaction at the foot of the mountain. Tears gushed out of her eyes and ruined the makeup on her face. A crazy, fiery determination rose in her eyes. "You all watch, I'll go!" As she shouted, she waved her sleeves to wipe away her tears. Suddenly, she took out her Dharma artifact and rushed up the Pilgrimage Mountain. "I'll help you. Even if I die, even if my brother scolds me, I'll still help you!"
At the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, dozens of Nan Zhan cultivators had different thoughts and emotions. Only one person dashed forward without hesitation.
"Junior Sister Chu, what are you doing?"
Li Hongyi reacted and was shocked. He hurriedly reached out to grab her.
"I … I have to go help him, he … he's working too hard …"
Chu Ci struggled with all her might to break free from Li Hongyi's grasp. However, she could not break free under the opponent's Golden Core cultivation.
"Junior Sister Chu, your Life Lamp is in the sect's hands. Are you trying to get punished by going up now?"
"Junior Sister Chu, don't fool around. With your cultivation, even if you go up the mountain, you won't be able to help him …"
For a time, many people had anxious expressions on their faces, and they all came forward to persuade him.
"I'll go too!"
Suddenly, a determined voice rang out. Ying Qiaoqiao carried her zither and jumped down from the green rock. Her face was abnormally pale, but her eyes were sparkling. She came over to hold Chu Ci's hand and said firmly, "Let's go together!"
Chu Ci suddenly burst into tears and nodded her head vigorously.
Dragon Lady saw this scene and her eyes became a little dazed.
The Dragon God sighed and said to his daughter, "You can't go. They can't go either!"
Dragon Lady replied with a "Mm" and did not say anything else.
No matter how resolute the two girls were, Li Hongyi did not let them go. In reality, she knew that it was impossible for her to let them go. Since they had already entered the sect of the divine continent, they had already left their life lanterns. Their lives were in the hands of the sect. If they really dared to ascend the mountain, under the instructions of the three sect leaders of the Northern Three Paths, they would lose their lives before they could even see Fang Xing's face.
She understood how the two girls felt. They were just being tortured by helplessness to the point of insanity.
Even she was looking anxiously at the void in the distance and gritting her teeth in hatred.
"That's enough!"
The noise, the dissuasion, and the crying disturbed Li Hongyi. She could not help but shout.
She was usually dignified. At this moment, her shout suppressed all the voices around her. Even many cultivators from the Divine Continent looked at her. Li Hongyi gritted her teeth and many complicated thoughts flashed in her eyes. She seemed to be going through a difficult decision in her heart. She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, "Since there's no other way, I might as well …"
The cultivators could feel the anger in her heart. She seemed to be about to make a decision and subconsciously listened to her next words.
However, it was also at this moment that a strange cry suddenly sounded from afar.
"Damn it, am I too late?"
There was a clear whistling sound, and in the distant void, a dark cloud with dense Ghost Qi rushed over like a bolt of lightning.
The cultivators turned their heads and saw a huge ghost head vaguely visible in the clouds. There seemed to be a thin figure jumping up and down like a monkey, looking impatient. When they got closer, they could see clearly that it was a skinny but fierce young man. He had a long braid on his head that was more than ten feet long. He was baring his teeth, bare-chested, and wore a pair of bright red pants.
"Thump thump thump thump …"
At the same time, the sound of horse hooves could be heard. In the void in another direction, a white figure came over. He was riding on a winged pegasus. It was unusually handsome, and on the horse was a cold-looking young man. A long cape was pulled into a straight line on his back. He held a long spear in his hand and pressed it against the back of the horse. He did not say a word and did not have any killing intent. Yet, he gave off a sense of danger.
"Neigh …"
At the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, he pulled the reins and looked up the mountain coldly. He did not say a word.
"It's the Southern Border Ghost Kingdom's Little Ghost King and the Western Desert Han Family's son are here …"
"The two of them have a fierce aura. They are not here with good intentions …"
Those who knew the two of them immediately whispered and discussed.
"They are finally here. Although it is not early, it is not late either!"
A smile appeared on Li Hongyi's face. Then, she shook her head and muttered to herself, "Since we can't sit still anymore, let's just go crazy. I used to believe in planning before taking action. But for the past four years, I have been living with my tail between my legs. I said that I should hide my strength and bide my time. Now that I haven't seen the big plan, all of us have turned into spineless cowards. We are waiting for someone to spare our lives. We are waiting for someone to step up to solve our predicament. We are waiting for someone to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor.
Why don't we give it a shot and vent our anger … "At the end of her sentence, her eyes were filled with determination. She pressed her hands on Chu Ci and Ying Qiaoqiao's shoulders and said calmly," The two of you, step back. There are differences in cultivation level and seniority. When our Jindan is exhausted, you two will go up! "
Chu Ci and Ying Qiaoqiao were a little surprised and looked at her blankly.
Li Hongyi, on the other hand, pursed her lips and sneered. Suddenly, there was a clear whistle that pierced through the clouds, like a divine bird flapping its wings and flying into the Nine Heavens.
This clear howl instantly drew the attention of countless gazes. However, before anyone could question it, another clear howl suddenly resounded in the distant space. After that, a second howl resounded, then a third, a fourth, a fifth …
What shocked the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture was that some of the clear whistles were coming from beside them!
In the Void in the distance, there were clouds, magical treasures, beasts, golden carriages and jade carriages rushing towards them. They were all young, and all of them had cold and stern expressions. Other than them, some of the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture who were originally hiding in the surroundings to watch the battle jumped out. Without a word, they came to the place where the cultivators of the Nan Zhan were standing and looked up the mountain with complicated expressions.
The group of cultivators of the Divine Prefecture frowned and looked on coldly. Some of them even recognized their fellow sect members. They were all from the Nan Zhan region. Previously, they were as timid as mice and did not even dare to speak loudly. However, at this moment, they suddenly had the courage to jump out and stand together with the cultivators of the Nan Zhan region. There was a kind of spirit that they had never seen from the cultivators of the Nan Zhan region before.
The cultivators of the South Gazing Sect were shocked, but they were also filled with ecstasy.
"The Southern Border Ghost Kingdom's Crown Prince, the Western Desert's Heaven's Pride Han Ying is here?"
"There's more coming. The three fairies of the Amorous Sect are here …"
"The Little Wolf King of the Southern Border's Lion Tiger Mountain, Youmi Kuang is here too …"
"The one at the back, is that the daughter of the Wang Family, the leader of the Western Desert's Four Heroes, Wang Qiong?"
For a moment, the cultivators of the Nan Zhan and Zhu Xiu were extremely excited and shouted.
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