Chapter 358: War Begins

The formation is completed, and the battle to suppress the monster can begin.

But when the battle really starts, all the cultivators in Tongxian City have doubts in their hearts.

Is the formation really okay? Can it really kill Feng Xi?

Not only ordinary casual cultivators, but also Elder Yu who is in the foundation-building stage are worried.

But they dare not ask Mo Hua.

First, they are afraid of putting pressure on Mo Hua, and second, it is useless to ask.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.

Things have come to this point, and the formation has been built. No matter what, they can only bite the bullet and start to suppress the monster.

And Mo Hua's eyes are calm and his expression is calm from beginning to end.

It seems that the monster will die in the formation this time.

This also makes several foundation-building cultivators calm down inexplicably.

Elder Yu sighed in his heart. After all, he and his people are foundation-building cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years and experienced storms. Now they are not as calm as Mo Hua.

But then he thought again, although they had experienced storms before, it was indeed the first time they had encountered such a big storm like the big monster...

The big formation is also a formation. Since it is a formation, they don't understand it. Since they don't understand it, they should trust Mo Hua.

Not only Elder Yu, but all the cultivators basically think so.

The Five Elements Demon Killing Formation is a trapping formation. If you want to trap and kill Feng Xi, you must first lead Feng Xi into the formation.

This step is very dangerous, so only the foundation-building cultivators can do it, and the Taoist soldiers will cover from the side.

Among the foundation-building cultivators who led Feng Xi to kill, Mo Hua actually saw Zhang Lan.

"Uncle Zhang, you have built a foundation?!"

Mo Hua was surprised.

Zhang Lan pretended to be calm, but his eyebrows couldn't hide his pride. He said lightly: "Not bad, I found time to build a foundation."

Mo Hua curled his lips, finding time to build a foundation... It sounds like finding time to meet a relative.

Is it really that easy to build a foundation...

But he remembered Zhang Lan's previous words.

It is indeed not difficult for aristocratic disciples to build a foundation.

Zhang Lan stopped at the ninth level of Qi Refining before, one to polish the foundation, and the other to avoid the trouble of the family.

"Have you built a good foundation?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan said casually: "It's almost done, there is no need to keep polishing."

"Then now that you have built a foundation, are you going home for a blind date?" Mo Hua asked curiously again.

Zhang Lan's face darkened: "Can you talk about something serious, kid?"

Mo Hua laughed, and at the same time felt grateful.

He knew that Zhang Lan's move was actually for the cultivators of Tongxian City. After all, to deal with the big monster, one more foundation means one more strength and one more guarantee, so he was eager to break through the realm.

Mo Hua silently remembered Zhang Lan's favor, and said in his heart:

"If there is a chance in the future, I must help Uncle Zhang!"

The plan to kill the big monster had been discussed before the formation was built, and now it was just a matter of determining the candidate.

The next day, the sky was dark, and the Taoist soldiers began to gather.

Yang Jiyong stood on a hilltop, looking at the blood-colored monster in front of him from afar, with a solemn expression.

After a while, a Taoist leader who was also wearing armor came over and whispered: "Brother, everything is arranged."

This person was named Yang Rong, who was not only a member of the Yang family, but also the leader of the Taoist soldiers who were transferred to support this time.

Yang Jiyong nodded, still frowning.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, so Yang Rong found some words and chatted with Yang Jiyong.

After chatting about some family trivia, Yang Rong suddenly became a little confused and asked:

"Brother, why did you only transfer the Yang family this time?"

The application for the transfer of Taoist soldiers can only be allocated by the Taoist court. This time, Yang Jiyong used the connections of the Yang family to transfer Yang Rong and others.

And not only Yang Rong, but all the Taoist soldiers who came this time have a connection with the Yang family. Either they are surnamed Yang, or they are married to the Yang family, or they have received favors from the Yang family. They are all considered "own people" of the Yang family.

"I feel assured when my own people are doing the work." Yang Jiyong replied.

Yang Rong obviously didn't believe it, "Big brother, tell me the truth, don't lie to me."

Yang Jiyong glanced at Yang Rong, pondered for a moment, and slowly said:

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to keep your mouth shut, including the brothers below, don't let any wind leak out."

Yang Rong's expression condensed, and he nodded and said, "Big brother, don't worry."

Yang Jiyong said, "The main purpose of asking you to come is to keep it secret. Whether the formation is built or not, whether Feng Xi can be killed or not, you must not leak the news..."

Yang Rong was a little embarrassed, "Building a formation is such a big move, it can't be concealed..."

"I'm not asking you to conceal the construction of the formation," Yang Jiyong said, "I'm asking you to conceal the people who built the formation.

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who built this formation? "

As soon as they arrived at Tongxian City, they stationed near the big monster to prevent the big monster from having any accidents. They had little contact with the cultivators of Tongxian City.

They did not intervene in the construction of the big formation.

They knew even less about drawing the formation.

He only remembered seeing a group of formation masters, the most conspicuous of which was an old formation master with a rather dignified demeanor. As for who was responsible for building the big formation, he had no idea.

Yang Jiyong was about to say, but suddenly shook his head, "It's best if you don't know."

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment, and didn't want to ask any more, but suddenly he was curious like a cat's paw scratching an itch.

Brother Yang was so serious, which showed that this matter was indeed unusual.

"Brother Yang, tell me, I know what is confidential, so that I can keep it better confidential. If you don't tell me, I don't even know what is confidential. What if I accidentally let it slip?"

Yang Jiyong was stunned, "You kid, when did you become so smart?"

Yang Rong chuckled.

Yang Jiyong thought for a moment and decided to tell him, "Have you seen a young monk in the past few days?"

"Little monk?" Yang Rong was slightly startled.

"The little monk has picturesque eyebrows, white hair, and handsome face. He looks smart and cute at first glance, but you can't see through it at the second glance..."

Yang Rong frowned and thought, and suddenly he said "Ah" and he remembered.

"It's the young monk following a group of old formation masters."

"You said the opposite."

"Inverted?"

Yang Jiyong said calmly: "It's not that he is following the old formation masters, but a group of old formation masters are following him..."

Yang Rong opened his mouth, "No way..."

Then he thought of the "people who built the formation" mentioned by Yang Jiyong. He was a little confused for a moment and said, "No way..."

Yang Jiyong stopped talking and said nothing more. He only reminded him:

"Understand."

Yang Rong was stunned for a long time, thinking about the matter, shook his head, and murmured: "It's too scary..."

These days, can such a young child build a large formation?

Yang Rong approached Yang Jiyong again and whispered: "Brother, we can't let the Li family and Chang family know about this matter."

Otherwise, they will definitely use any means to win over you.

"That's why I used my connections with the Yang family to let you come over."

"But what if I can't hide it?" Yang Rong was a little worried.

"It's okay," Yang Jiyong said calmly, "As long as they don't see it with their own eyes, they won't believe it."

Yang Rong nodded.

In fact, he saw it with his own eyes, but he still didn't quite believe it...

But since the elder brother said it, he just did it.

"There is one more important thing..."

Yang Jiyong looked at Yang Rong and warned again:

"The success or failure of this suppression of Feng Xi is unknown. If it fails, you must find a way to keep Mo Hua safe."

"Ink painting..."

Yang Rong remembered the name and nodded: "Okay!"

After saying that, he looked at Feng Xi in the distance and couldn't help but sigh:

"Such a big monster, I can't help but feel heart palpitations just looking at it. Can I really kill it?"

Yang Jiyong said solemnly: "No matter what, I have to give it a try."

After speaking, he sighed in his heart:

I hope not too many people die this time...

The Dao soldiers who came this time were all close associates of the Yang family, and most of them were his brothers who shared life and death on the battlefield. He didn't want too many casualties.

But what they faced this time was a terrifying monster.

Within the boundaries of the state, the demon is invincible.

Even if a large formation is built, it is not easy to fight against the big demon.

Yang Jiyong looked calm, but he was worried inside.

After Yang Rong left, Zhang Lan found Yang Jiyong again after a while.

After building the foundation, Zhang Lan felt much more confident, and when he saw Yang Jiyong, he straightened his waist even more.

Regarding the matter of suppressing and killing Feng Xi, the two briefly exchanged words, and Zhang Lan turned around and left. However, he had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Yang Jiyong.

"Zhang Lan." Yang Jiyong shouted, and after a moment of silence, he said in a solemn voice: "Don't die..."

Zhang Lan's expression was slightly stagnant, a little surprised, but he still had nothing nice to say:

"I'm not going to die, you bastard, don't curse me."

Yang Jiyong's eyelids twitched, "I said don't die, not let you die!"

Zhang Lan snorted coldly, "Before the war, I always said the opposite. What you said is as if I am about to die..."

Yang Jiyong's slight concern for Zhang Lan disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but cursed:

"Damn it, a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth. I'm really kind enough to feed the dog!"

"Do you still have good intentions?"

"No more, I was eaten by you piece of shit."

…

The two insulted each other for a while, and then fell silent again.

Zhang Lan said: "Don't worry, the formation was built by Mo Hua. He usually doesn't do anything he's not sure about. As long as you don't seek death yourself, you probably won't die..."

Yang Jiyong said nothing, but his mood was no longer so heavy.

…

At Mao hour, everyone began to prepare according to the plan to wake up Feng Xi and introduce Feng Xi into the formation.

Yang Jiyong took action first.

He raised the spear levelly and used all his strength to concentrate his spiritual power on the spear. Then the spear glowed with golden light and stabbed Feng Xi in the abdomen with great force.

This is the superior Taoist secret passed down by the Yang family - the Yaojin Spear.

The ancestor of the Qian family in the middle stage of foundation building was also seriously injured by this style of marksmanship.

Within reach of the spear, Feng Xi's abdomen was strangled by spiritual power, creating a deep hole. However, in an instant, the blood condensed and flesh and blood regenerated.

Everyone was amazed when they saw this.

What a strong marksmanship, and what a rich blood.

It is almost impossible for a monk to kill such a powerful demon.

Even if it stood still and allowed them to be attacked by the foundation-building monks, until it died of exhaustion, it might not be able to consume even one-tenth of its blood.

However, this shot did cause a lot of injuries to Feng Xi.

Feng Xi was in pain, suddenly woke up, and let out a ferocious roar, which made people's faces change.

It opened its eyes, its pupils moved irregularly, and finally settled on Commander Yang. In an instant, the violent aura on his body suddenly became stronger.

It stood up tremblingly, and the Feng Xi, which had been refined for three months, was already like a hill, mixed with the thick bloody energy, and rushed directly towards Commander Yang.

Fortunately, the pig demon is clumsy, its vitality has not been fully refined, and it is difficult to move.

Yang Jiyong retreated back, leading Feng Xi towards the direction of the formation.

Today there will be three chapters updated, and one more chapter will be added later to mention the plot progress~