Chapter 678 Natural Restraint

This was one of the most difficult formations among the ten formations. Nanzhan's cultivators were even prepared to kill a few people, but they didn't expect that Li Ying would make a move... or be kicked by Li Hongyi. When he went out...he looked like this. The Yin Forbidden Demon slaves all over the sky rushed towards him like crazy, completely ignoring the Nanzhan juniors here. They were originally intruders, but now they became Just watch the excitement.

"He...he will be fine..."

Seeing Li Ying being overwhelmed by groups of evil slaves rushing to attack him, some people couldn't help but ask questions.

In addition, everyone also looked at Li Hongyi, there was nothing they could do, the scene was too miserable and they couldn't bear it!

"It'll be okay. Speaking of evil, he is much more evil than that little innocent ghost!"

Li Hongyi spoke calmly, then glanced at the battlefield, judged the situation clearly, and said solemnly: "He and these ghosts have incompatible attributes. After contact, there will be a winner. These ghosts have no time to take care of us, so they take the opportunity to break through the formation and pass the level." !”

Amidst the sharp scolding, it flew into the air, like an invisible red robe, and rushed straight to the other end of the formation.

Seeing this, the other cultivators also knew that this was a good opportunity, and all flew forward, following her.

The most powerful thing about this seventh formation is not the defenders, but these ghosts. After the ghosts are lured away, the formation is like a naked little beauty lying on the bed, just waiting for them to cook raw rice. Yes, it’s a rare opportunity!

"Wow, you bastards, do you really think your ghost grandpa is easy to bully?"

Just when the cultivators rushed down to break the formation, they suddenly heard a loud roar from Li Ying on the other side, as if he was made anxious by a group of Yin Forbidden Demon slaves. With a strange scream, he suddenly transformed and suddenly became a He looked like an evil ghost, with a ghostly aura all over his body. His eyes were like red lights, his mouth was wide open, split to the ear mark, and his sharp fangs were exposed. He grabbed a demon slave next to him and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

"Wow wow wow..."

He became ferocious and used both hands to capture, kill and tear apart the slave. He tore the evil slave into pieces and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

This scene made all the cultivators look a little horrified.

"This little ghost king is indeed more sinister than these ghosts..."

"Compared to him, these ghosts are so pleasing to the eye..."

Only then did I understand why Li Hongyi was not worried about Li Ying suffering a loss. If a tiger was thrown into the flock, what would he suffer?

"How could it be like this...my evil slave..."

At this time, the old cultivator in red robe who was guarding the formation was also extremely shocked. These hundred ghosts were the result of his painstaking efforts to find suitable souls to be killed and spent a lot of energy to refine them. It can be said that he spent most of his life. However, when the five elders broke into the formation, the old monster Wanluo went crazy and rushed through the formation, killing more than forty of them. Now this group of Nanzhan juniors are so difficult to deal with. Where is that little monster with inexplicable ferocity? You got out of there, why do you treat the ghost you worked so hard to make as a snack?

This loss was unbearable. The old cultivator in red robe did not even think about it and waved the flag vigorously: "Stop, stop, pass, pass..."

"Huh? Did you pass?"

All the cultivators in Nanzhan stood dumbly, almost unable to believe their ears!

The formation has not even begun to be broken yet, and the people defending the formation have already given up?

Some people even thought it was the old cultivator in red robe's trick to dissipate the smoke, but when they saw him dissipating the smoke and clouds unusually neatly, they believed that he had really admitted defeat. His move even made Nan Nan, who was about to go on a killing spree, Junior Zhan was a little stunned, and felt a little disappointed in his heart. From the first formation to the seventh formation, it was considered the weakest one.

Everyone at the foot of Fengchan Mountain was also stunned, and some even scolded him with disdain. They all felt that this old man was too courageous and weakened the majesty of China. Of course, there were also people who secretly admired this old red-robed cultivator Guizhu. The old man who has lived for nearly a thousand years is quick to see opportunities, decisive in admitting defeat, and the losses are minimal. From the first to the seventh formation, all the defenders suffered heavy casualties and huge losses. The Yun family, the Wen family and the Lingqiao sect, His family was almost wiped out, but not one of his men was killed.

"Wow……"

But at this time, Li Ying seemed to be going crazy. He was full of ghost energy and had sharp fangs. After swallowing dozens of forbidden evil slaves, he was still not full. He saw all the evil spirits being killed by the extremely distressed red-robed old man. Xiu moved back, but his breath was gone. He had no prey, but he still looked ferocious, roaring in the air like a soulless monster. The aura on his body was frightening, and his cold eyes swept around. Finally, It actually landed on Nanzhan Zhuxiu, who was closer to him, and rushed over with a strange scream.

"Are you crazy?"

"His momentum is indeed scarier than those ghosts..."

The fierce wind and evil spirit made the young Zhu Nanzhan feel cold in his heart, and he retreated subconsciously.

"It's too ugly, change it back!"

All the cultivators were afraid, but Li Hongyi showed no fear. She rushed straight towards the demon-like Li Ying. She was not afraid of the ghost-like aura on Li Ying's body, but her long jade legs were held high like an iron whip. It went over the top, and then slashed down like a big axe. With a "bang" sound, the screaming Li Ying fell downwards. The force was so strong that it probably split the mountain in half.

When the cultivators saw this scene, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

"Ouch...ow..."

Li Ying fell for a while, but immediately rushed up again without any injuries.

Li Hongyi clenched her slender fingers into fists and clashed them: "How dare you yell at me? It seems I haven't taught you a lesson in a few years. You must have forgotten what it feels like!"

boom!

She rushed forward towards Li Ying, punched Li Ying in the face, and knocked Li Ying away. Then she used her fists and feet to hit Li Ying, just like punching a sandbag, knocking Li Ying away. He was beaten from the air to the ground, and then flew from the ground to the air. Even Fang Xing and Da Jinwu shrank their heads at the miserable appearance. They couldn't bear to look at it. They had seen bullies before, but never seen bullies!

Speaking of which, Li Ying at this time is really terrifying. He is full of ghost aura, cold and strange, and inexplicably ferocious. He is dozens of times stronger than those Yin Forbidden Evil slaves, but Li Hongyi seems not to be afraid of those ghost auras, with both skill and strength. She happened to be a little older than Li Ying, and because Li Ying was unconscious and had no plan at all, he was tortured and beaten by her...

At the end of the fight, Li Ying no longer screamed. Even though his spirit was covered by the demonic energy, he ran away. Li Hongyi put his slender hands together, pinched out a strange magic formula, and sacrificed it at the same time. A big black seal hit Li Ying's head hard, with such force and momentum, it was as if he wanted to beat him to death. However, after Li Ying received this blow, he was also dizzy, and there was a sign on his forehead. There was a milky white mark on his face and he stayed there for a long time. Suddenly he rolled his eyes and dropped his head.

"This sister is really willing to do something..."

When the Nanzhan cultivators next to him saw this scene, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. They all murmured inwardly and felt a chill on their foreheads.

"I see……"

"I see……"

The two people suddenly spoke, but Fang Xing and Han Ying, who usually didn't talk much, both felt a little sad.

Han Ying said: "No wonder the third ghost is obviously a demon seed, but he went astray and ended up like this..."

Fang Xing also sighed: "No wonder the president is so ugly... It must be because he was beaten since he was a child and he has been deformed..."

The cultivators next to him deeply agreed, and at the same time they felt endless sympathy for King Li Xiaogui.

If you fall in love with such a sister, let alone grow into a ferocious and crazy devil, you will be lucky to survive...

"Forehead……"

"Wow……"

After a while, Junior Zhu Nanzhan came out of the battle, and Li Ying also woke up, but he had changed back to his original appearance. It seemed that he had forgotten what he had been beaten just now. He sat in the void with a bruised nose and face, facing each other in silence with the Golden Crow. One of them is burping and the other is feeling nauseous. They both seem to be full, but after refining, it is estimated that both of them will get a lot of benefits.

"It's time for the last three formations!"

Stepping out of the seventh formation, Fang Xing squinted his eyes, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked towards the large formation ahead.

Behind him, Li Hongyi and Wang Qiong came out at some point and looked at the eighth formation with cold and complicated eyes.

"It's time for the last three formations!"

Below, the three Tao masters of the North Third Path, and even the cultivators watching the battle, all had complex emotions.

Some people's eyes showed unconcealable shock, some people sighed, and some people's eyes showed poisonous fire, secretly encouraging themselves, praying to Zhao Changhe, the little wine master of the Talisman Tao who was guarding the eighth formation, and immediately used the supreme thunder method. , slaughtering this group of daring Nanzhan juniors completely, so as to vent the anger on the Chinese monks who lost their lives because of defending the formation.

"This son is not ordinary. If he were born in our country, he would be one of the seven sons of the Three Paths!"

After a while, the Yin Ling Dao old woman spoke solemnly, looking at Fang Xing's thin figure from a distance, and she was quite impressed.

"Perhaps, the ranking will not be too low..."

Even the Taoist Master of Chunyang Dao sighed softly and said in a low voice.

"Haha, after all, he is the person Long Jun intends to support as the Son of God of the Four Seas Taoism. If he is weak, how can he take advantage of him?"

The Taoist master of Fuqi Dao focused his eyes on the eighth formation of Fengchan Mountain, and said intently: "...It's just that if he encounters the long river, he will definitely die in this formation!" After a pause, he said in a low voice: " If he were at his peak, he might not have the capital to fight Chang He, but now, after breaking through seven formations in a row, even if he is Chunyang Taoist Song Guichan, he doesn't have much strength left!"

After hearing his words, the other two Taoist masters did not speak for a while.

From the first formation, they had their own estimation of the little devil's strength and the results of breaking into the formation, but they were always disrupted by the little devil's unexpected actions. At this time, they also I have understood that even if I am a Nascent Soul cultivator, I still haven't seen through all the little devil's trump cards. Zhao Changhe, the son of Fuqi Dao, is personally guarding the eighth formation. It's hard to predict what will happen.

So after noticing the complicated thoughts of the two Taoist masters around him, the Fuqi Taoist laughed softly again and said, "You don't believe it?"

The two masters of Yinling Dao and Chunyang Dao coughed slightly and did not answer immediately.

The master of Yinling Dao suddenly said: "What if I tell you that I have passed that thing to him?"

"Shua..."

The faces of the Yin Ling Dao and Chunyang Dao masters changed drastically, and they both turned their heads and looked over.

"You mean, that naturally grown spiritual treasure?"

The Taoist Master of Fuqi Dao smiled and said nothing, looking happy, but there was a glimmer of darkness in his eyes.