Chapter 339 I Beat the God of Transformation? Great Revenge Is Achieved!

On the third day of her visit to Tongming Mountain, Fang Yuan watched helplessly as Master Chen went out early in the morning with a happy face.

"Master Chen, what's going on?"

She asked her master curiously.

"I heard that I'm on the line with the head of the Nine Mountains Sect Zheng..."

When her master saw that Master Chen was not around, he spoke a little bolder and gossiped to her in a low voice: "I heard that Master Chengkong allocated a lot of Nascent Soul monks to go to the Nine Mountains Sect, and Master Chen was chosen. ”

Fang Yuan nodded secretly. This time, Master Chen got what he wanted and got close to the lap of Jiushan Sect.

Being happy is a given.

But Head Chen came back with a sad face.

As soon as he came back, he sat on the stone bench in the yard without saying a word, just staring at the clouds in the sky, and occasionally squeezing out a sigh from his mouth, which was extremely sad.

Fang Yuan was curious but did not dare to ask. However, among the people who came with her, there were also direct disciples of Master Chen. One of them asked with concern:

"Master? Isn't it a good idea for you to go out in the morning?"

"I...didn't know that Head Zheng wanted me to fight the Huashen this morning!"

"Ah? How is this possible?" The disciple asked in shock, frowning, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he glanced at Fang Yuan and the others, and whispered: "Do you want Master to be used as cannon fodder?"

Fang Yuan and her master lowered their heads and looked at each other vaguely, feeling that maybe...

Should!

The cycle of cause and effect leads to unhappy retribution!

…

"Those Nascent Soul cultivators..." The old man sighed: "They still don't trust me enough, Jiu Shan Sect."

On the Tiangong Island of the Nine Mountains Realm, the old man, Uncle Pang, and Uncle Huang all looked a little angry, but Zheng Fa consoled him:

"They regard the disciples of the affiliated sects as cannon fodder, so they naturally use themselves to judge others. They feel that our Jiu Shan Sect also has bad intentions."

All three of them nodded, but Uncle Pang said sadly:

"If that's the case, the power of the immortal formation is too low. I'm afraid it won't be able to block the God Transformation attack, and it will also let down Fairy Xiao's good intentions."

Zheng Fa looked at Xiao Yuying on the other side.

Xiao Yuying waved her hands and said, "I'll make a profit if I can see the immortal formation, but I'm afraid I won't be able to help."

Zheng Fachao asked Master Chengkong for twenty Nascent Soul cultivators, and together with the four in front of him, they originally formed a Yuanying-level Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation.

The twenty-four people in Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation are divided into four groups. One person in each group must be the pivot, and the rest only need to obey his orders.

On the other hand, only these four people are the brains of the Immortal Formation, and they really want to understand the secrets of the Immortal Formation.

Because of this, it is impossible for Zheng Fa to choose those unfamiliar Nascent Souls among these four candidates - Zheng Fa is not so generous with this Jiushan black technology.

In the Nine Mountains Realm, Zheng Fade is the imperial concubine of the Sun and Moon Clock. Senior Sister Zhang wants to fight with the Nine Mountains Patriarch and choose four Nascent Souls. Apart from the three Supreme Elders, there are only Xiao Yuying or Mrs. Xuanhua. .

However, Mrs. Xuanhua didn't live up to expectations - she was first-class in weapon refining, third-rate in formation techniques, and inferior in thunder techniques.

Therefore, Xiao Yuying could only be allowed to come. It was precisely because of this that Xiao Yuying understood the power of this immortal formation:

"To be honest, it's normal for them not to believe it. If I hadn't really learned this immortal formation, I wouldn't have believed that... a group of Nascent Souls working together can actually have the power to transform into gods."

"It's definitely incomparable." The chief developer of the Immortal Formation, Yuan Laotou, said, "The formation has its limits. Master Zhang and I have deduced that this Divine Thunder Immortal Formation is probably the most powerful, with only eight points of the power of the gods. Still the weakest kind of spirit."

Zheng Fa slowly shook his head and said: "I don't expect to be able to compete with a transformed god. Counting me and Senior Sister Zhang, I just hope that I can withstand the offensive of the Great Freedom Demon Sect before Master Chengkong and the others come to help. That’s good.”

Zheng Fa doesn’t want one plus one plus one to equal three.

If it can equal two, he will be satisfied.

This is how a poor child is born...it can be used even if you put everything together.

Uncle Pang sighed again: "If there are orders and prohibitions, it would be good to cooperate with each other tacitly... The problem is that now, they have their own agendas, and they are afraid that not only will they not help, but they will do bad things."

After that, he cursed again:

"I thought it was difficult enough to lead these disciples of the Nine Mountains Sect!"

"Only when I meet them do I realize how well-behaved my disciples are!"

Zheng Fa and the others looked at each other, but they didn't have any good ideas in mind. Each of these Nascent Souls had lived for who knows how long, and their thoughts were very complex, and it was not easy to let down their guard... I wanted to get them to work together. The rope is really difficult.

We can only train these Nascent Soul monks slowly.

…

On the fifth day after arriving at Tongming Mountain, the group of people from the Jiushan Sect entered Chenyang County along the Chenshui River.

They have about twenty Nascent Souls, more than eighty Golden Elixirs, and nearly seven hundred foundations.

Senior Sister Zhang walked in front with the Nascent Soul cultivator, followed closely by the seventy-two disciples of the Nine Mountains Sect, and after that, the disciples under the golden elixir of other sects.

The name of Chenjun comes from the Chenshui River that runs through the county. Chenyang County is a county seat next to Chenshui River. The county seat is nothing special, but the ferry in Chenyang County is extremely famous.

"At Chenyang Ferry, thousands of sailboats race, and thousands of boats gather. Business is like rain, and goods are like water. Within thousands of miles, the prosperity of the commercial port is unparalleled. People from other counties often get lost when they come here."

This is a record in Chenyang County Chronicle collected by Zheng Fa. When writing this paragraph, the author's pride and pride are quite impressive.

But now, everything that made this author proud is gone.

There was no one on the ferry, no matter whether they were foreign merchants or local porters, there was no trace.

There are still boats, but they are just lying sideways in the water, letting the wind and sun blow and no one is taking care of them.

The only thing that could make out the word "lively" was the cloth banners whistling beside the shops on the shore, still trying in vain to attract customers.

"Where are the people?"

Fang Yuan looked at this scene in confusion and asked in confusion.

It was not only her who was confused, but also Senior Sister Zhang and others in front.

Uncle Pang beside her whispered: "Master Chengkong said that the refining of this Blood Demon Flag requires the blood of all living beings..."

"..."

Senior Sister Zhang said nothing, but looked at the empty ferry, her eyes darkening again.

A group of people entered the county town. Not surprisingly, the place was deserted.

"Arrange disciples to search everywhere..."

Bringing so many people is naturally useful - the main reason is to search everywhere. Even the things to be searched are not people, but to see if there is anything weird.

After all, the magic method is impossible to guard against. Master Chengkong and others made extremely detailed arrangements. Even with the spiritual consciousness search of the Yuanying monks, Zheng Fa was told to send someone to personally investigate and make sure not to miss anything.

Senior Sister Zhang also understood that this was a big deal. As soon as she entered the city, she took out the map and dispersed the disciples of Jin Dan and below everywhere.

Lin Bufan followed the other twenty-three qi-training disciples to search a small village outside the city - he asked Zheng Fa, and Senior Sister Zhang recalled a foundation-building disciple and asked him to cooperate with the other twenty-three people to form an immortal. Array.

Now they are a team.

One person in the team was holding a Tongjian, with his eyes closed, and seemed to be communicating with other people in the forum.

"We, the foundation-building disciples, are walking closer, not far from the county seat. If we find something, Master Zhang and the others can rescue him." After a moment, the man said.

Lin Bufan nodded secretly in his heart, feeling a little relieved.

"Those Jindan senior brothers have already gone to the nearby valley, and the other group of foundation-building disciples is far away from us."

"Did you find anything?"

"Same as us."

Lin Bufan pursed his lips tightly, feeling that the other disciples were looking at him - after all, he was from the Great Freedom Demon Cult. If these people had doubts, they would naturally want to ask him.

"I'm afraid they're all dead."

Lin Bufan said.

The answer isn't surprising, but it's enough to silence one.

After searching the small village, everyone found nothing and walked towards the nearby valley. There was another village at the foot of the mountain.

Halfway through, the disciple holding the Tongjian suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Jindan has discovered something!"

Everyone looked at him.

"In the valley, there are disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Cult in the valley..."

Everyone looked at each other, lined up, and walked toward the valley.

"What kind of fragrance is this?"

As soon as they reached the mouth of the valley, a burst of fragrance spread to everyone's noses in the wind.

"Don't suck!"

Lin Bufan suddenly shouted. Everyone had no time to think and hurriedly threw out the Qing Qi Talisman. After a moment, someone was afraid and said: "Thank you Bufan for reacting quickly, otherwise we would have suffered now."

The aroma entered their bodies and actually gave them a burning sensation that made their blood boil.

The Qing Qi Talisman swept away the scent, and their bodies gradually calmed down, but there was still the sound of something boiling:

"Gulu gulu, gulu gulu."

Lin Bufan and others followed the sound, and within a few steps, they understood the source of the aroma and sound.

The valley was already low, and now a large piece of it had been dug out, turning it into a pot with no visible edges.

What's boiling in the pot is... blood!

Red, black blood.

The blood boiled and rolled in the pot, and dense bubbles surged and burst, releasing bursts of fragrance.

Although they could no longer smell the aroma at this time, everyone couldn't help but feel nauseated when looking at the blood pool.

"What's that?"

A disciple pointed at the blood pool and shouted.

"people……"

They finally knew where everyone from Chen County had gone.

The skin and flesh of these people had long been boiled away, leaving only the bones, which reflected a stark white light in the pool of blood.

Men, women, old and young, densely packed and surging.

Lin Bufan lowered his head and looked at the skeleton of a child on the shore, which was only as high as his calf, bumping against the red mud, and seemed to be asking him why in confusion.

"There are footprints..."

He suddenly said.

Everyone looked down and saw a line of footprints walking from a distance to the edge of the pool and then disappearing.

They can all imagine the origin of this footprint——

Immortal cultivators do not have such deep and heavy footprints.

Only mortals.

These mortals lined up, driven ignorantly, like cattle and sheep towards the blood pool, and then cried, struggled, and were boiled alive and awake until the skin and flesh were ripped apart, leaving only the skeleton, and even the skeleton. Boil.

Even though they were not mortals, fear and sadness arose in their hearts at this time - in the eyes of the big shots, what difference did the Foundation Establishment disciples have from ordinary people?

"Someone is fighting!"

In the northwest corner of the valley, thunder and blood lit up.

"It's Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation! Those Jindan Senior Brothers!"

Everyone recognized the origin of the thunder. The other party was naturally a disciple of the Great Freedom Demon Sect. Judging from the aura, he was probably a disciple of the Golden Core stage.

"Those Jindan senior brothers have immortal formations. As long as there are no Yuanying monks, there is no danger!"

The disciple holding the Tongjian shouted, and he whispered: "Let's guard the entrance of the valley..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw several black lights flying from the northwest, all of them were Jindan.

I think they also found out the outrageousness of the Jindan disciples of Jiushan Sect, and they ran away directly!

The Jindan disciples were getting closer and closer, and Lin Bufan looked up, and his eyes were bloodshot - one of them was Lin Yangtian, whom he thought about day and night, and would never recognize him even if he died!

Lin Yangtian was in a hurry to escape, but the group of disciples at Gukou flew up and blocked their way out.

Behind him, the group of Jindan disciples of Jiushan Sect seemed to have almost cleaned up the mess.

Being attacked from both sides, Lin Yangtian was naturally a little panicked, but after a closer look, he relaxed again.

"Lin Bufan? Are you still alive?"

He looked at Lin Bufan and shouted condescendingly.

Lin Bufan didn't say anything, but gritted his teeth and quickly formed a fairy formation with other disciples.

Seeing that he and the Nine Mountains disciples cooperated well, Lin Yangtian's eyes turned and he suddenly said: "Brothers, we lost this blood pool, which is also a sin, but my servant seems to have surrendered to the Nine Mountains Sect."

"The elders in the sect seem to be very interested in the Nine Mountains Sect."

"If we can capture him and dig out some secrets of the Nine Mountains Sect..."

"Not only can we make up for our mistakes, but I'm afraid we can also make great contributions."

When he said this, the other disciples were a little tempted, but when they looked back, they saw that the Jindan disciples of the Nine Mountains Sect were about to catch up, but because they had to maintain the formation, they flew a little slower.

Lin Yangtian said: "Brothers, please stop the enemy behind me. Lin Bufan is only at the foundation-building level and is my servant. Give me three breaths of time, and I can take him down..."

Hearing this, the other disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect thought for a while. It was not difficult for a Jindan cultivator to capture a foundation-building cultivator.

What's more, the hierarchy in the Great Freedom Demon Sect is strict, and the lower-ranking ones have no power to resist the upper-ranking ones.

So, it is indeed easy for Lin Yangtian to capture this foundation-building traitor.

"Hurry up, we can't stop you for long!"

Lin Yangtian glanced at Lin Bufan, and saw that he kept casting spells, and smiled; "All those you have learned are given to you by me..."

He raised his head towards Lin Bufan, and a blood-colored big hand with a shriek, filled with rolling stench, grabbed Lin Bufan.

He didn't even use the second move, just smiled and watched Lin Bufan keep moving, as if he was appreciating his dying struggle.

He had reason to be confident that this was a move that only Jindan cultivators could learn in the secret teachings of the Great Freedom Demon Sect. Not only did Lin Bufan not learn it, even if he did, he would definitely not be able to stop it with his cultivation!

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

Lightning!

Lin Bufan's body suddenly surged with dazzling lightning!

The lightning flew around Lin Bufan, condensed into a blue spear, flew out suddenly, pierced the palm of the bloody hand, and the lightning spread along the lines of the palm, swallowing up Lin Yangtian's sure-fire blow.

"Are you Lin Bufan?"

Lin Yangtian actually asked such a question.

It can be seen that he was incredulous.

Lin Bufan was startled, and suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence-no, you are a traitor of the Great Freedom Demon Sect, how can you, uh, no, how can you use thunder magic?

A strange smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Isn't it...thanks to you, Master, for sending me to Jiushan Sect?"

Lin Yangtian's face froze.

"In Jiushan Sect, I can not only learn thunder magic, but also any martial arts, I may learn..."

"..."

Lin Yangtian's face was full of disbelief.

"I gave the soul seal to Sect Master Zheng, but he hardly forced me to do anything..."

"..."

Lin Yangtian stopped looking at him and only looked at the other disciples. Seeing that their expressions were the same, as if Lin Bufan did not lie, he was a little skeptical.

"Don't believe it? You have also seen this immortal formation method, right?"

It was Lin Yangtian who looked down on him just now.

But at this moment, his former servant, Lin Bufan in the foundation building period, smiled like the one with higher cultivation. He looked at Lin Yangtian and asked word by word: "Can you learn this secret method in the Great Freedom Demon Sect?"

Lin Yangtian's expression cracked inch by inch.

Of course he had seen this immortal formation.

Just now, the golden elixirs of the Jiushan Sect cooperated to defeat them. He even knew that this immortal formation could allow the golden elixir cultivators to exert the combat power of the Yuanying period.

It was shocking!

An absolute secret method!

But Lin Bufan...

A traitor!

A former disciple of the demon sect!

Can he learn this secret method?

But looking at the thunder lingering around Lin Bufan, thinking about the power of the thunder spear just now.

He had to believe it again.

"Lin Yangtian, my uncle and nephew went through life and death for you, but in return they died with their eyes open. I hate you day and night." Lin Bufan said, "But I have to thank you, thank you for sending me to Jiushan Sect..."

"..."

After he said this, Lin Yangtian was a little dazed.

Seeing that this person's defense had been broken by him, Lin Bufan stopped talking nonsense and operated the Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation with other disciples, vowing to kill Lin Yangtian.

As the two sides fought, Lin Yangtian's expression became more and more collapsed-because Lin Bufan did not lie, he and the disciples of Jiushan Sect cooperated tacitly, and really understood the essence of the immortal formation.

At this moment, thunder suddenly came from behind him. When he turned around, he found that the previous Jindan brothers had disappeared!

The Jindan disciples of Jiushan Sect were flying towards him with a covetous look.

He was panicking and could not stop the attacks of Lin Bufan and others. Three consecutive thunderbolts penetrated from his head and passed through his whole body, causing him to collapse to the ground without the power to resist.

Lin Bufan walked towards him slowly.

"You just... rely on others."

Lin Yangtian said intermittently with unwilling eyes.

Unexpectedly, Lin Bufan actually said: "I have someone to rely on, who can you rely on? Those who run faster than you?"

Before Lin Yangtian died, he did not say another word.

Seeing his enemy die in front of him, Lin Bufan's legs softened, like a person who had walked a long way and finally reached his destination, he fell backwards with weakness.

An arm supported him, and when he turned his head, he saw a disciple of Jiushan supporting him and smiling at him.

He seemed to have another strength in his heart.

Senior Sister Zhang and others flew from outside the valley, holding the Jindan disciples who had escaped before.

Lin Bufan felt that Master Zhang looked at him and seemed to be somewhat satisfied.

What made him even more surprised was that the Yuanyings from the outer sect seemed to be looking at him, their eyes full of deep thought.

…

"Why do I feel that these people are much more serious?"

The old man looked at the departing Yuanyings, frowning, puzzled.

Zheng Fa remembered what Senior Sister Zhang had said before, and immediately figured out the reason:

First, of course, the immortal formation really made them see the effect.

Second,...

In his mind, he couldn't help but imagine a master's figure speaking out loud:

I give a traitor one million, so those who are loyal to me will get several hundred million, right?