Chapter 963 Qingyang Disciple

"It's almost time, we need to get to the Bone Ridge as soon as possible!"

After resting on the spot for a while, the true biography surnamed Lu saw that there were no monsters around, so he ordered in a low voice, and set off again with several other disciples, skimming lightly through the night, carefully all the way, and finally arrived at the destination when the belly was turning pale in the east, and then each set up a formation, hibernated here, and quietly waited for the opportunity to come from the fairy horn.

Now, if you look down from the sky, you can see that there are many elite monks like them. Each team has a fixed position, and they are miscellaneous, like a sophisticated and complicated instrument, clamping this huge dark magic land in the center. Pushed to the battlefield.

Zhenchuan surnamed Lu sat cross-legged on the ground, unfolding a formation in his hand.

He knows which part of the map he is in now and how to play a role.

The other disciples may not know it, but he is the leader of this team, and because of his special status, he has a deep understanding of this battle. He knows that the reason why people like himself are going to venture deep into the magic land is to complete such a huge magic circle.

And this magic circle is their hope to completely destroy the golem.

The largest formation in the world is the Great Formation of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths at the Demon's Edge. At the beginning, it was because of the existence of this formation that the Lord of Donghuang Mountain was able to lead his people to resist the rolling catastrophe at the Demon's Edge, giving the world a little respite. The formation they are using now is derived from Ban Feiyuan, the master of Yilou, one of the Seven Great Holy Lands. Make sure that in this battle, no changes will be made in the magic land.

Such a big formation, without enough courage, without enough masters, is absolutely impossible to display.

But it is precisely because of this formation that it can be seen that Xiandao is determined to win this battle.

"Xianfeng is the name, ten thousand swords come out!"

Zhenzhuan surnamed Lu held a vermilion gourd in his arms, closed his eyes on the ground and meditated, and only occasionally looked at other places.

This piece of demonic land, just like the deep sea, is now the largest forbidden area in Tianyuan.

When the catastrophe came before, countless demonic breath lakes in the world made trouble together, completely disrupting Tianyuan, but after countless years of fighting, all the major demonic breath lakes were broken one after another, and the demonic breath scattered in the world, but they could not be eliminated.

In this way, it became such a boundless sea of ​​magic breath.

This is the last sea of ​​magic breath in the world, and it is also the last hiding place of monsters and golems.

Of course, in a sense, this is also the scariest and most powerful magic land in history...

Headed by the Devil Emperor, the top ten demon princes under his command are all ferocious and domineering existences. Their ability to survive the battles at the beginning represents their strength, especially now. There has been no war for nearly a thousand years. They cultivated in the dark magic breath, and it is hard for anyone to say what kind of state they have reached now.

However, there are masters in the Devil's Land, so the Immortal Dao is naturally prepared, and this is not what disciples like them need to consider.

"When the fairy name comes, it should be at noon..."

Lu Zhenzhuan secretly thought, making preparations in his heart.

Golems and monsters are very scary, especially fighting them within the range covered by the dark magic breath is extremely dangerous. As members of the elite team, they have already penetrated very deep into the devil's land, and the pressure they will bear will be very high.

However, Qingyang Sect's ancestral training has always been like this, and it is worth the risk to make great merit in this battle.

While Lu Zhenzhuan was secretly thinking about the details of the battle, the surrounding black mist was suddenly blown by the wind and swayed slightly. This was a very normal scene, but Lu Zhenzhuan suddenly woke up out of a certain intuition that he risked his life and death in countless dangers, and suddenly became vigilant.

The surrounding magic breath suddenly became thinner. In Lu Zhenzhuan's field of vision, he saw countless small bags bulging on the distant land, as if the ground had turned into a sea surface, and there were faint traces coming towards their direction...

"Not good, there is an enemy attack!"

At this moment, Lu Zhenzhuan was shocked and shouted loudly.

The other Qingyang Sect disciples were startled, they jumped up quickly, and all kinds of magic weapons were thrown into the air.

At this moment, the ground around them exploded suddenly, amidst the flying mud, seven or eight earthworms as thick as giant pythons could be seen coming out of the ground, burning black smoke on their bodies, exposing large pieces of rotting bones, and every piece of broken skin formed a big mouth full of fangs.

"Three Elements Imperial Sword Technique!"

"Yin-Yang God Control Art..."

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect were all shocked, and they all displayed the sect's formulas one after another.

Someone clasped their hands together, and behind him a flying sword rose in the air, swung hastily, and drew a circle. It was clearly just a sword, but the image of the sword's aura was like thousands of swords scattered, drawing sword arcs, blocking the huge earthworm at the periphery.

Some people's mana surged behind them, forming a godlike figure, raising their fists high, and throwing them at the earthworms.

These earthworms came suddenly, but Lu Zhenzhuan didn't care about them, knowing that his fellow disciples could resist them, he was more concerned about other places, he leaped high, jumped in the air, and looked around hurriedly. After seeing it, his heart was half cold, but he saw groups of monsters attacking in the distance around him. The mask, like a smile but not a smile, is weird and unusual.

"It's the fourth generation puppet..."

Lu Zhenchuan felt a chill in his heart: "How could they appear here?"

He already realized that the problem was wrong. They acted in such a secret manner and made countless preparations in advance to lurk here. Who would have thought that not long after arriving at the destination, there would be demons surrounding them, as if they were waiting for them to get into a trap!

"whee……"

Those white puppet, floating in the air, let out sharp laughter, suddenly floated in the air, waving their big sleeves.

"There are actually three of them..."

Lu Zhenchuan's heart sank slightly.

These white puppets are the best among the fourth-generation puppets. For the magic land, the puppets that suppressed the dark magic breath in the original magic breath lake were the first generation puppets to wake up. They are powerful and overbearing, but most of them have been beheaded by their predecessors.

Most of the second-generation puppets were killed in successive years of wars, and the ones that are active now are the third and fourth generations.

Most of the third-generation golems and fourth-generation golems are made by the first and second generation golems who searched for fallen practitioners on the battlefield and used their corpses to refine them. They have not been soaked in the magic breath for a long time, but they have passed countless secret refining methods. To some extent, they are even specially used to restrain the practitioners.

"Clatter..."

The three white golems had their long sleeves rolled up like spirit snakes.

On the big sleeve, there is a strange flame burning, but if it gets a little bit, people's mana will be eroded and the body will rot.

"Tiangang Five Lightning Method!"

At this moment, Lu Zhenchuan couldn't care about anything else and could only growl in a low voice.

The mana was running wildly, and then he slapped the gourd with his palm.

But I saw that inside the gourd, a thunder waterfall suddenly surged out, dispersed in the air, and transformed into four thunder forms, namely dragon, tiger, sparrow, and tortoise.

Even the snake sleeves of the three white golems couldn't break through immediately at this time.

"whee……"

The three white golems failed in one blow, but they were not in a hurry.

He continued to let out a weird laugh, and his divine sense floated, drifting towards the surroundings.

In the darkness, countless monsters rushed forward immediately, gnawing their teeth and claws, savage and terrifying. This group of Qingyang Sect disciples fell into the siege of countless monsters in an instant.

What's more, today they don't even know whether to retreat or fight.

They came here for the purpose of forming a large formation, if they retreated, all previous efforts would be wasted.

But if you stay, you may die in vain!

"Boom..."

The true biography of the surname Lu resisted the three big white golems with all his strength, and his heart was extremely heavy.

The sound of endless supernatural powers colliding could be heard faintly in the distance, and it was conceivable that the place where the battle took place was not only this side.

At this time, his heart became cold.

They were not the only ones who were attacked by monsters. Maybe all the monks who had lurked into the devil's land had already been targeted. One or two of these situations happened by chance, so many happened all at once, which only explained one problem!

Traitors appeared in the Immortal Dao, and someone deliberately sent them to die!

"Roar……"

As predicted by the true biography of Lu's surname, there are already countless infiltrating monks surrounded by monsters around the current Demon Land!

They originally invaded the demon land according to the situation, and waited for the fairy to attack together, so as to block the demon land and strangle all the monsters inside, but because of surprise, the monsters peeked through the Xingzang, and they all fell into a dilemma. It was only a time difference, and the situation reversed.

"Are you really going to die here today?"

The true biography of the surname Lu is already a leader among the younger generation, but under the siege of three white golems, he is still weak, and with so many monsters covering him together, he feels a little powerless, and he is almost unable to hold on.

At this time, he was naturally a little desperate.

This is an epic battle, when you have made great achievements, how can you expect it to become a dead end for people like yourself?

Seeing that several of the surrounding senior brothers had been seriously injured, the true biography of the surname Lu gradually began to feel hopeless, but at this moment, a clear phoenix cry suddenly came from their ears, as if cutting through the desperate situation around them.

All the disciples of Qingyang Sect raised their heads in astonishment when they heard the familiar Fengming.

Looking from a distance, I saw a white figure coming from the void in the distance. The person who came was a woman with white hair, but her face was as beautiful as ever, and her body was very powerful. She was holding a treasure fan in her hand, and when she fanned it lightly in the air, endless frost spread over.

"It's Elder Qiao..."

All the despairing disciples of Qingyang Sect were overjoyed and blurted out.

The person who came was none other than Elder Qiao, one of the four elders of Qingyang Sect.

With her cultivation in the realm of transforming gods, since she appeared here, it means that people like herself are saved.

"The situation has changed, you come with me!"

Elder Qiao came close, flicked his fingers, and there were Taos of immortal light, which flashed in the void and scattered in all directions.

The three white golems knew how powerful they were, and when they saw Elder Qiao approaching, they wanted to run away immediately, but with their strength, how could they escape at this time? They had just floated hundreds of feet before being hit by the fairy light, and ran a few steps staggeringly, and then suddenly fell apart, turning into a pile of broken bones in the billowing magic breath, scattered on the ground in a mess.

"Wow..."

Elder Qiao killed three white golems, holding a precious fan in his hand, and gently raised it.

Endless frost spread out, revealing a white road leading to the distance, and she flew over this road, summoning Lu Zhenchuan and other disciples to follow behind her, and together among the monsters, they rushed out a bloody road and rushed straight to the distance.

Not long after, they arrived at another place, which was also a mess. There was another team of Qingyang Sect disciples fighting fiercely here. Elder Qiao took action as usual, rescued these disciples, and then rushed to the next place. Like a snowball, he rescued seven true disciples of Qingyang Sect who had lurked in one after another.

"Elder Qiao, what happened?"

Until this time, everyone settled down a bit, and then the true biography of the surname Lu saluted and asked each other.

Elder Qiao glanced around with a pair of pretty eyes, his face was slightly condensed, and after a while, he said: "We have all sneaked into the depths of the devil's land, waiting for an opportunity to attack. I didn't expect those devils to be alert and wanted to surround and kill us. Fortunately, friends in Yilou warned us, so we retreated in time. Knowing that there was a change inside, and there was no safety around the outside, we split up and rushed to the four directions to rescue you and others!"

Listening to the words of Lu Zhenchuan, the guess in his heart was confirmed.

Not only is he worried, but this time the plan is so big, who is it that can be betrayed?

"Then now, are we fighting or retreating?"

Some disciples were panicked and asked a word.

Elder Qiao was calm and calm, and said indifferently: "Wait for the Qingyang Dao Talisman!"

As soon as the words fell, suddenly in the far south sky, a green talisman flew up into the sky, and slowly unfolded, forming a talisman seal with the word "Qingyang" inside. At first glance, this talisman was full of immortal energy, and it seemed to have a noble and righteous energy.

When all the Qingyang disciples saw this talisman, they were slightly taken aback, with surprise on their faces.

Elder Qiao's expression softened, and he said in a low voice: "This is my overbearing Qingyang..."

All the disciples turned their heads to look, and saw that under the Qingyang Dao Talisman, the devil's breath was billowing, and it was pierced by dozens of huge Dharma boats. Dao's resolute eyes looked straight into the depths of the Demon Land.

"No matter what happens, Qingyang's heart of killing demons will not change!"

Lu Qingguan, the patriarch of Qingyang Sect, slowly raised his palm, and said in a low voice: "Disciple of Qingyang, go in head-on!"

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