Chapter 672 Nanzhan’s Juniors Gather in China

The sixth formation was indeed difficult. The Lingqiao Sect took over from the original defender. The old and new hatreds were added together and they fought for their lives with Fang Xing. The three peak masters of Jindan Mahayana and the three hundred Lingqiao Sects had the highest cultivation level. The disciples, coupled with the power of the sixth formation, actually directly formed an indescribable terrifying force, which continued to suppress Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow like a tide.

wind!

The origin of the sixth formation is the wind!

Wind is not one of the Five Elements Avenues, but it was recommended by the younger generation of practitioners, but its power is by no means weak.

Although the soft wind can only ruffle a pool of spring water, what if this wind is a million times stronger and a million times sharper?

They are simply invisible sharp knives that can kill all living things.

Especially the source of the formation in the sixth formation is dominated by a strong wind flag that can summon ghost energy. This also results in the strange wind in the entire formation being extremely sharp. It is also mixed with terrifying ghost energy, which can take away the soul when ordinary people come into contact with it. Even practitioners can only use their spiritual power to resist, otherwise they will be damaged by the soul and cannot perform magic.

He could only resist the wind and resist the siege of the three peak masters and three hundred disciples of Lingqiao Sect.

It's a tough fight!

"boom!"

Fang Xing squeezed the magic seal with his hand and moved the mountain magic like the towering Fengchan Mountain. He stabilized his body and was not moved by the strong wind in the sixth formation. However, the three hundred disciples of the Lingqiao Sect immediately used the power of the formation to control various magic weapons. Rushing towards him, he had to deal with the mountain method. Instead of fighting, just by making such a move, he was unable to stabilize his body method in the strong wind. Coupled with the terrifying aura of the netherworld, the battle was extremely difficult.

"Guagua...it's difficult this time!"

The Great Golden Crow waved its wings and swept up the gusts of wind with its physical power, fighting against the strange wind in the formation and shouting at the same time.

"If it's not difficult, it's not interesting either. Let's settle the grudges with the Lingqiao Sect together today!"

Fang Xing shouted loudly, making secrets with one hand to resist the power of the raging formation around him, and holding a knife with the other hand, fighting fiercely with the disciples of the Lingqiao Sect.

"boom!"

He continued to charge and kill, and after passing by, he beheaded countless people and filled the void with blood.

However, under the strange power of the wind and the magical weapons and treasures of the disciples of the Lingqiao Sect, he and the Golden Crow were also injured a lot. They could only rely on wooden magic to quickly heal their wounds. They were like two immortal demons, fighting against the disciples of the Lingqiao Sect and the disciples of the Lingqiao Sect at the same time. The sixth largest array of strange power...

"I'm going to kill him!"

A Peak Master of the Lingqiao Sect shouted coldly and wanted to take action.

However, Shi Fayin stretched out his hand to stop him, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a low voice: "Although this kid is not old, he came all the way through five battles and killed the great elder of the Yun family, the Fairy of the Mu family, Baihuo Toutuo, and Muzun He also killed two geniuses of the Wen family. His strength cannot be underestimated. It seems that he has been suppressed by the power of the formation at this time, but no one knows whether he has any life-saving skills hidden in him. Now the three of us There is no need to rush to take action. On the one hand, he is fighting fiercely with the disciples of my Lingqiao Sect, on the other hand, he is resisting the power of the large formation, and he is also using the wooden method to heal his wounds. I want to see how much spiritual power he can consume, and wait and see until he is exhausted. It’s time to take action again!”

The other two peak masters looked at him strangely and realized that he wanted to use the lives of his disciples to consume Fang Xing's spiritual power.

I felt a little unbearable in my heart, but then I thought about it, this person doesn't even care about the lives of his own son and daughter, and can abandon them at any time for profit, let alone the lives of these disciples? In addition, thinking of Fang Xing's murderous attacks and the fierceness of rushing into the sixth formation, the two of them felt a little frightened. For a moment, they did not dare to step forward, so they followed the instructions and just destroyed the formation from the side.

"You have avenged my ancestor, and I have reason not to hate you... although I have never been able to hate you..."

At this time, in the outside world, Chu Ci broke down and cried, looking as if he was going crazy.

Fang Xing was fighting on the mountain, but she was heartbroken below.

Although she was the little princess of Chu Wangting when she was in the Chu Territory, when she arrived in China, her status had been reduced to dust. Her cultivation was not high, and she was a bit dull. She didn't have many friends. Her ancestor Chu Taishang had already Sitting in the formation, Ying Qiaoqiao, the only person who shared her fate, was also engrossed in playing the piano at this time, caring about others, and could not notice how much suffering she was suffering at this time.

Worry, pain, inner conflicts and other emotions are brewing, and a thought of despair arises from the bottom of my heart.

It was the first time that she showed such strong anger in front of others, loudly yelling at those who watched Fang Xing fight desperately on the mountain, while she only anxiously discussed and even expressed dissatisfaction at the bottom of the mountain, until tears burst into her eyes and her face was stained with makeup. , there was a crazy fierce determination in her eyes: "You all watch, I'm going!" As she screamed, she waved her sleeves to wipe away her tears, suddenly took out the magic weapon, and rushed towards Fengchan Mountain: " If I go to help you, even if I die, Brother Huang will scold me and scold me, but I will still go to help you!"

At the foot of Fengchan Mountain, there were dozens of monks looking south, with different minds, but there was only one person who rushed forward resolutely.

"Junior sister Chu, what are you doing?"

Li Hongyi reacted, was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to hold her.

"I...I have to help him, he...he works too hard..."

Chu Ci tried her best to break free from Li Hongyi's hand, but she couldn't escape due to the opponent's golden elixir cultivation.

"Junior sister Chu, you have the life lamp in the sect's hands. Are you stepping forward now to attract punishment?"

"Junior sister Chu, don't make trouble. With your cultivation level, you can't help him even if you go up the mountain..."

For a time, many people came forward to persuade him with anxious faces.

"I am coming too!"

Suddenly, a firm voice sounded. Ying Qiaoqiao picked up Yaoqin and jumped down from the bluestone. Her little face was also unusually pale, and her eyes were shining. She came over and took Chu Ci's hand, firmly Said: "Let's go together!"

Chu Ci suddenly burst into tears and nodded vigorously.

The dragon girl next to her saw this scene, and her eyes suddenly became confused.

Long Jun sighed softly and said to his daughter: "If you can't go, they can't go either!"

The dragon girl said "hmm" and said nothing.

No matter how determined the two girls were, Li Hongyi still did not let them pass. In fact, she remained rational and knew that it was impossible to let them pass. Since she had become a member of the Shenzhou Sect, she had already pledged her destiny. Deng, life and death only depend on the sect's thoughts. If they really dare to climb the mountain, under the instruction of the three sect leaders of Beisan Road, they are afraid that they will die without even being able to see Fang Xing's face.

She understood what the two girls were feeling, they were just driven crazy by the feeling of powerlessness.

Even she was looking anxiously into the void in the distance, secretly itching her teeth with hatred.

"That's enough!"

The noise, dissuasion, and crying made Li Hongyi so upset that she couldn't help but shout.

She was usually dignified, but when she shouted loudly, she immediately suppressed all the sounds around her. Even many Chinese monks looked at her, but they saw Li Hongyi biting her silver teeth. , there were many complicated thoughts flashing in his eyes, as if he was going through a difficult decision in his heart. He gritted his teeth and whispered to himself: "Since there is no other way, then just..."

All the cultivators felt that she was very angry and seemed to want to make a decision, so they subconsciously listened to her next words.

However, at this moment, a strange scream suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Is his grandma's late?"

A clear roar approached, and in the distant void, a ghostly dark cloud suddenly rushed over like lightning.

The cultivators turned around to look, only to see a huge ghost head vaguely visible in the clouds. There seemed to be a thin figure jumping up and down like a monkey. It looked impatient and was getting closer. Only then could he see clearly that he looked like a thin but fierce young man. He had a braid that was more than ten feet long and grinned. He was bare-chested and wearing a pair of bright red trousers.

"Ding-deng-deng-deng..."

At the same time, there was the sound of horse hooves, and from the void in the other direction, a white shadow came through the air. The horse it was riding turned out to be a Pegasus with two wings. The horse was unusually majestic, and on the horse was a young man with an indifferent expression. The man had a long cloak stretched into a straight line on his back, but there was a spear in his hand, pressed on the back of his mount. He said nothing and had no murderous intent, but it made people feel dangerous.

"Herod..."

When he arrived at the foot of Fengchan Mountain, he reined in his horse and glanced coldly towards the mountain without saying a word.

"It's the Little Ghost King of the Southern Xinjiang Ghost Kingdom and the Han family son of the Western Desert who are here..."

"The two of them are full of fierceness, and they are coming with bad intentions..."

Those who knew these two people immediately spoke in low voices and started discussing.

"It's finally here. Although it's not too early, it's not too late either!"

A smile also appeared on Li Hongyi's face, and then she shook her head and whispered to herself: "Since you can't sit still anymore, let's just go crazy. I used to only believe in making decisions before taking action, but In the past four years, I have been living with my tail between my legs, biding my time, and pursuing big plans, but the big plans have not been seen. Everyone has become a weakling, waiting for others to spare their lives, waiting for someone to stand up and solve their predicament, waiting for themselves Instead of sitting back and enjoying the results, it is better to simply fight and resolve your grievances..."

When she said the last word, determination appeared in her eyes. She raised her hand and pressed the shoulders of Chu Ci and Ying Qiaoqiao, and said calmly: "You two, step back. There are different levels of cultivation and seniority. Treat me accordingly." When the golden elixir is gone, you can go up there!"

Chu Ci and Ying Qiaoqiao were a little surprised and looked at her blankly.

Li Hongyi pursed her lips, smiled coldly, and suddenly there was a clear whistle that towered into the clouds, like a divine bird flapping its wings and flying into the nine heavens.

This clear whistle immediately attracted the attention of countless eyes, but before anyone asked, they suddenly heard another clear whistle in the distance in the void, followed by a second one, and a third one. The third path, the fourth path, the fifth path...

What shocked the Chinese monks was that some whistling sounds came from around him!

In the distance in the void, there are soaring clouds, magical weapons, strange beasts, golden chariots and jade chariots, rumbling towards this place. They are all young, with cold expressions and solemn faces. Apart from them, there are some who are hiding in the first place. The Chinese monks who were watching the battle jumped out, without saying a word, and came to the place where the Nanzhan monk stood, looking towards the mountain with complex eyes.

A group of Chinese monks frowned and looked on coldly. Some even recognized their fellow disciples inside. They were all from Nanwai. They were as timid as mice before and did not dare to speak loudly. But at this time, they did not know. Where did he find the courage? He suddenly jumped out and stood with Brother Nanzhan. He had a kind of courage that they had never seen in Brother Nanzhan before.

The monks looking south looked shocked, but mixed with ecstasy.

"The prince of the Ghost Kingdom of Southern Xinjiang and the genius of the West Desert, Han Ying, is here?"

"Later, three fairies from the Passionate Way will come together..."

"You Mi Kuang, the little wolf king of Southern Xinjiang Liger Mountain, is also here..."

"The one in the back, is that Queen Qiong of the Wang family, the leader of the Four Heroes of the Western Desert?"

For a moment, all the cultivators in Nanzhan were excited and shouted.