This was supposed to be one of the most difficult formations to deal with out of the ten formations. The cultivators of Nan Zhan were even prepared to lose a few of their men. However, they did not expect that Li Ying's attack … or rather, being kicked out by Li Hongyi … would cause the formation to become like this. The Yin Forbidden Fiend Slaves that filled the sky rushed towards him as if they had gone mad, completely ignoring the juniors of Nan Zhan. They were supposed to challenge the formation, but now, they were just there to watch the show.
"He … he'll be fine, right …?"
Seeing Li Ying being overwhelmed by the hordes of evil slaves, someone couldn't help but ask.
The others also looked towards Li Hongyi. It couldn't be helped. The scene was too tragic, and they couldn't bear to see it happen!
"He'll be fine. In terms of ferocity, he's much more ferocious than that little vengeful spirit!"
Li Hongyi said calmly. Then, he swept his gaze across the battlefield. After determining the situation, he said in a low voice, "He and these ghosts are of opposite attributes. When they come into contact, we must determine the victor. These ghosts have no time to care about us. Take the opportunity to break through the formation!"
With a stern shout, she flew into the air, like a shapeless red robe, and rushed towards the other side of the formation.
Seeing this, the other Zhu Xiu also knew that this was a good opportunity. They all flew up and followed her.
In this seventh formation, the most powerful thing was not the formation guardian, but these ghosts. After the ghosts were lured away, the formation was like a naked beauty lying on the bed, waiting for them to cook the rice. This was a rare opportunity!
"Wa ya ya, you bastards, do you really think that your Grandpa Ghost is easy to bully?"
Just as the cultivators rushed down to break the formation, they suddenly heard Li Ying roar. As if he had been annoyed by the group of Forbidden Yin Evil Slaves, he let out a strange cry. With a shake of his body, he transformed into the appearance of an evil ghost. His whole body was surrounded by ghost Qi, his eyes were like red lights, and his mouth was wide open, all the way to his ears. Revealing his terrifying fangs, he grabbed an evil slave beside him and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Wa wa wa …"
His ferocious nature was unleashed. He tore the evil slave into pieces and stuffed it into his mouth.
This scene caused all the cultivators to feel a chill run down their spines.
"This Little Ghost King is indeed fiercer than these ghosts …"
"Compared to him, these ghosts are more pleasing to the eye …"
Only now did he understand why Li Hongyi was not worried that Li Ying would be at a disadvantage. If a ferocious tiger was thrown into a flock of sheep, what disadvantage would there be?
"How could this be … My Evil Slave …"
At this time, the red-robed old cultivator who was guarding the array was also extremely shocked. These 100 ghosts were the result of his painstaking efforts to find suitable souls, and he had spent a lot of effort to refine them. It could be said that he had spent most of his life's work. In the end, when the five old men tried to break through the array, Old Freak Wan Luo rushed through the array and killed more than 40 ghosts. Now, this group of Nan Zhan juniors were also so difficult to deal with. Where did that inexplicably fierce little monster come from? How could he eat the ghosts that he had painstakingly refined as snacks?
The red-robed old cultivator waved the flag without hesitation. "Stop, stop, pass, pass …"
"Hmm? You passed? "
Nan Zhan and Zhu Xiu stood there in a daze. They could not believe their ears!
They had not even started to break through the array, and the guardian of the array had already admitted defeat?
There were even some people who thought that it was the red-robed old cultivator's trick. However, when they saw him disperse the smoke in an unusually agile manner, they believed that he had really admitted defeat. His action even caused the Nan Zhan juniors who were ready to start a massacre to be a little stunned, and a faint sense of loss arose in their hearts. From the first to the seventh formation, it could be considered as the least difficult formation.
At the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, there was also a commotion. Some people even scolded disdainfully. They all felt that this old thing was too timid, and that he had weakened the prestige of the Divine Continent. Of course, there were also people who secretly admired this old cultivator. This red-robed old cultivator, Gui Zhu, was indeed a wily old fox who had lived for almost a thousand years. He was quick to react, decisive to admit defeat, and suffered the least losses. From the first to the seventh array, the guardian of the array had suffered heavy casualties. The Yun Clan, Wen Clan, and Dexterous Sect were almost annihilated. Only his subordinates had not lost a single person.
"Wah …"
Li Ying, on the other hand, seemed to have gone berserk at this moment. His entire body was covered in a ghastly Ghost Qi, and his fangs were sharp. After devouring a few dozen Forbidden Yin Fiend Slaves, he was still not full. He saw that all the Fiend Spirits had been summoned back by the red-robed old cultivator, and their breaths were completely gone. Now that he had lost his prey, he still had a ferocious look on his face. He roared in the air like a demon without any intelligence, and the aura on his body was terrifying. His ferocious gaze swept across the surroundings, and in the end, it actually fell on the cultivators from Nan Guan who were closer to him, and he let out a strange cry as he charged at them.
"Has he gone mad?"
"His aura is indeed more terrifying than those ghosts …"
That ferocious wind and baleful aura shocked the hearts of all the Nan Zhan juniors, and they subconsciously shrunk back.
"You're too ugly, turn back!"
All the cultivators were afraid, but Li Hongyi showed no sign of fear. She charged straight at the demonic Li Ying, completely unafraid of the almost solid Ghost Qi on Li Ying's body. Her slender jade-like legs were like iron whips, raised high above her head, and then chopped down like a giant axe. With a "peng" sound, the howling Li Ying was smashed to the ground. That kind of strength could probably even split a mountain in half.
Seeing this scene, the cultivators could not help but shiver in their hearts.
"Wu … Argh …"
Li Ying fell for a while, but immediately rushed up again. He was not injured in the slightest.
Li Hongyi's slender fingers clenched into fists, and he bumped them together. "How dare you roar at me. Looks like I haven't taught you a lesson in a few years, and you've forgotten how it feels!"
Boom!
She rushed towards Li Ying, and a punch landed on Li Ying's face, knocking Li Ying into the air. Then, she punched and kicked Li Ying, as if she was punching a sandbag, from the air to the ground, and from the ground to the air. Even Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow shrank their heads, unable to bear to watch. They had seen people bully people, but they had never seen a ghost bully!
Speaking of which, the current Li Ying was indeed terrifying. His ghostly Qi was cold and strange, and inexplicably cruel. He was dozens of times stronger than the Yin Forbidden Evil Slaves. However, Li Hongyi did not seem to be afraid of the ghostly Qi, and in terms of agility and strength, she was slightly stronger than Li Ying. Moreover, Li Ying was not in his right mind, and his attacks were disorderly. Li Ying was completely beaten up by her.
In the end, Li Ying was no longer howling. Even though his spirituality was obscured by the demonic Qi, he knew that it was time to escape. Li Hongyi's slender hands clasped together, and she made a strange hand seal. At the same time, a large black seal appeared, and she slammed it down on Li Ying's head. The strength and momentum of the attack made it seem as if she was trying to kill him. Li Ying was also dizzy after this attack, and a milky white mark appeared on his forehead. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, his eyes rolled back, and his head fell to the ground.
"This sister is really willing to do this …"
Nan Zhan and Zhu Xiu finally heaved a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. They were both worried, and a chill ran down their spines.
"I understand now …"
"I see …"
Two people suddenly spoke. It was Fang Xing and Han Ying, who was usually quiet, and they both sighed.
Han Ying said, "No wonder Gui Laosan is a demon seed, but he became like this …"
Fang Xing also sighed, "No wonder the president is so ugly … He must have been beaten up since he was young, and now he is out of shape …"
Zhu Xiu agreed, and at the same time, he felt endless sympathy for Young Ghost Lord Li.
If he was greedy for such a sister, he would be lucky to survive, let alone grow into a violent demon …
"Ugh …"
"Wah …"
After a while, the juniors of Nan Zhan came out of the array. Li Ying also woke up, but he had already changed back to his original appearance, as if he had forgotten about the beating just now. He sat in the air with a swollen face, and looked at the Great Golden Crow, speechless. One of them was burping, and the other was nauseous. It seemed like they were both full. However, after the refinement, both of them would probably gain a lot of benefits.
"It's the last three arrays!"
Stepping out of the seventh array, Fang Xing squinted his eyes, crossed his arms, and looked at the array in front of him.
Behind him, Li Hongyi and Wang Qiong also walked out, and looked at the eighth array with cold and complicated eyes.
"It's the last three arrays!"
Below, the three Daoists of the Northern Three Paths, and even the cultivators who were watching the battle, all had a complicated feeling.
Some people's eyes revealed unconcealable shock, some sighed, and some people's eyes were filled with venomous fire. They secretly cheered and prayed that the guardian of the eighth array, Little Wine Deity of Talisman Craftsmanship Dao, Zhao Changhe, would immediately use his supreme Thunder Technique to kill this group of audacious juniors of Nan Zhan, so that they could avenge the Chinese cultivators who had lost their lives defending the array.
"This kid is extraordinary. If he was born in the Chinese Continent, he would be one of the Seven Disciples of the Three Paths!"
After a while, the Old Lady of the Path of Yin Spirits spoke, and looked at the thin figure of Fang Xing from afar, and she was quite impressed.
"Perhaps his ranking won't be too low …"
Even the Path Master of the Pure Yang Path let out a soft sigh and said in a low voice.
"Hehe, after all, he's someone that the Dragon Sovereign is planning to make the Divine Son of the Four Seas orthodoxies. If he's too weak, how can he show off?"
The Path Master of the Path of Talisman Craftsmanship fixed his gaze on the eighth array of the Worship Zen Mountain, and said without blinking, "… but now that he has encountered Changhe, he will surely die in this array!" After a pause, he continued in a low voice, "If he was at his peak, he might be able to fight against Changhe, but now that he has passed seven arrays consecutively, even if he's the Pure Yang Daoist Song Guichan, he won't have much strength left!"
The other two daolords didn't speak for a moment after hearing his words.
Since the first array, they had already made their own estimates of the Little Devil's strength and the outcome of the arrays. However, they were always disrupted by the Little Devil's unexpected actions. At this point, they also understood that even with their Yuanying cultivation, they were still unable to see through the Little Devil's trump card. It was difficult to predict how the Divine Son of the Path of Talisman Craftsmanship, Zhao Changhe, would personally guard the eighth array.
The Path Master of the Path of Talisman Craftsmanship chuckled when he sensed the complicated thoughts of the two Path Masters. "You don't believe me?"
The Path Masters of the Path of Yin Spirits and the Path Master of the Pure Yang Path coughed and did not answer immediately.
The Path Master of the Path of Yin Spirits suddenly spoke, "What if I tell you that I've already passed that item to him?"
"Whoosh …"
The expressions of the Path Masters of the Path Masters of the Path of Yin Spirits and the Path Master of the Pure Yang Path changed drastically as they turned their heads to look at him.
"You're referring to the natural Numinous Treasure?"
The Path Master of the Path Master of the Path Master of the Path of Talisman Craftsmanship smiled without saying a word.
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