"Stop the person coming, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With a powerful roar, an old man in blue and gray hair appeared out of thin air, and the others immediately saluted respectfully to the old man, "The materials are empty and empty!"

Xiankong ignored all the disciples and looked at Ye Luo, "Who are you? Why did you force yourself to break into my Huangshan Dao Sect? Don't you know that this is a death sentence?"

"I'm here to find Master Qingsong. It's not your business, so I'll go aside."

The leaves fall and the indifferent way.

"Just relying on your words, you can ruin your life," said Kong Xian calmly, "I think you are still young and it is not easy to practice. I will cut off your arm and escape."

Hahaha~ Ye Luo laughed to the sky, his sharp laughter was breathtaking. Hundreds of disciples around him fell to the ground and rolled in pain. Even the leisure time at the seventh level of the God Realm was still full of stars.

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and Ye Luo said contemptuously, "How about it, do you still want to stop me?"

"Don't be crazy!"

Suddenly, an old man with a beard flew down and Ye Luo glanced at him, which was also at the seventh level of the Heavenly God Realm.

Kongxian's face was heavy and reminded the old man, "Junior Brother Jueling, this child is a bit evil, you and I must not slackew."

"It's just a hidden cultivation and a mysterious thing," Elder Jueling said arrogantly, "Since you've entered my Huangshan Dao Sect, let him stay here forever."

Ye Luo stretched out his finger and swayed left and right, "You are not my opponent, hurry up and use your mountain-storming formation."

"Arrogant!"

"court death!"

The two elders were furious at the same time and yelled, "The Great Formation of the Great Slaying Evils!"

Huhuhuhuhu... Twelve inner disciples suddenly appeared in the distance in the sky, each holding magic swords and yellow flags, waving in a certain order and Taoist crafts.

Buzzing, with the mountain courtyard as the center, twelve colors of flags slowly rose within ten miles of radius, surrounding the central space. In an instant, the sky and earth were intertwined with light and darkness, and the wind and clouds changed rapidly.

"Haha, it's a bit interesting. It's worthy of being the first major sect in Xuanhuang. The formation is extraordinary. Let's play with you."

Ye Luo looked playful and thoughtful.

"Ignorance child, he still speaks wildly until his death, so that you can taste the taste of the Great Formation of the Great Evil-killing Evil."

Elder Annihilated coldly shouted, "Forward and reverse whirlwind, kill!"

Wow, it turns out that the space where the wind and rain suddenly changes violently, and twelve violent tornadoes sweep towards the leaves in pairs, mixed with thunder and lightning, which is as if the dragon swallows the world.

This formation was created by four senior elders of the Dao Sect of Huangshan. Ten thousand years ago, he killed hundreds of powerful martial artists in the Heavenly God Realm with his formation, and shocked the masters of the seventeen Taoist sects, making Huangshan Dao Sect the first sect of the holy realm.

This formation encompasses all the worlds in accordance with the twelve heavenly stems and earthly branches. Adding dozens of spiritual-level medium-grade spiritual weapons, making the formation unpredictable and powerful. For tens of thousands of years, no one has supported it for a quarter of an hour.

Hissing~ A whirlwind that was constantly approaching each other, a sharp wind knife was emitted from the outer edge. The powerful attraction and pressure made Ye Luo's body slightly heavier, and his body movement speed was slowed down by three points.

Wow, swow, swow, ~ In an instant, hundreds of wind swords carrying lightning left lightning traces on him, inspiring Ye Luo's fighting spirit and his body trembled violently.

"The golden body of Xuanwu!"

A blood-red figure with golden light flew out from the whirlwind of forward and reverse staggered, and just rushed over to the sky, it was shot down by a string of rain swords.

Ye Luo turned over and fell into the top corner of the whirlwind below, and hissing and rolling whirlwind sprayed violent starlight under his feet.

"Chaos Yuanshen, absorb the wind and rain!"

For a moment, there was a fierce turmoil in the air. A force that surpassed the power of wind and rain was absorbed into Ye Luo's body. The blood-red leaves in his body were slightly closed, and his eyes were constantly absorbed in the power of wind and rain, and breathed in the pure chaotic energy, nourishing the flesh and blood meridians of the whole body.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the formation returned to peace. Ye Luo floated in the air like a god, as if he was comprehension.

Um?

Elder Jue Ling outside the formation showed a shocked expression, "Why does it still have a breath? Has he been withstood the power of wind and rain?"

Kook Xian said horrifiedly, "You must never let him come out alive."

With a wave of his hand, "Thunder and fire are tremendous!"

The disciples of the twelve guardians in all directions waved the flags at the same time, and suddenly the thunderbolt of the blue sky rolled, covering the entire Huangshan Dao Sect. The momentum became louder and louder, covering a radius of thousands or even thousands of miles! Two old men walked out of the Xuancheng secret cave in a corner of the southwest and looked up to the northeast.

"After 8800 years, the Qiankun Evil-killing Formation has been opened again!"

"Who is the person in the formation!"

At the same time, in the top teaching hall of the Five Spirits Sect in the South of Yedi, the head of the Pope Tiannan looked at the raging Xuanhuang land in the northwest, "That terrible formation has been opened again. I wonder who is going to kill this time."

Suddenly, Huang Tiannan's eyes lit up, "Can it be him?"

Deep in the northwest of the Five Spirits Divine Sect, the Ye Clan Hall in the north courtyard of Moye Villa was gone. A mighty and stern old man stood in front of the door, watching the thunder clouds rolling in the air.

A sighed, "The terrible formation, the terrible Taoist cultivation, can my martial arts lineage really not be able to break out of the sky!"

"No, Yanfeng, maybe this is an opportunity for martial arts practitioners."

Suddenly, a white-haired old man appeared behind him.

Ye Yanfeng, the head of the Ye family, immediately saluted, "Uncle, why are you out!"

"How can I sit there for such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Notify Huang Tiannan to attack Xuanhuang land in a hundred days!"

The old man said seriously.

"You mean, it's actually here?"

Ye Yanfeng could not suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Oh, my martial arts lineage has been silent for 8,800 years, and finally there is hope for a revival."

The old man shed tears of vicissitudes.

This old man is the only tenth level of the Heavenly God Realm of the Thirteen Martial Arts Sects. Since the martial arts cultivator was slaughtered 8,800 years ago, he has led the only forty-six remaining sects to retreat to the southeast and silently trained the descendants of the martial arts cultivator in order to make a comeback one day.

"Is the thunder fire ten thousand pounds? Very good. My chaotic Taoist fetus needs to be stimulated by thunder fire, so that the chaotic thunder fire will be born early."

Ye Luo immediately used the innate Taoist method, opened the entire body's path, and thirstyly absorbed the power of thunder and fire. After the originally raging thunder and lightning flames entered the body, they gradually became peaceful. Under the suppression of the chaotic vital energy, they slowly entered the body of the soul and disappeared without a trace.

Another quarter of an hour later, the leisure and Jue Ling outside were sweating profusely, how could he still have a breath? Is he the reincarnation of the Supreme God? He can still survive such a crazy strangle.

"Senior brother, who do we meet?"

Jueling was a little desperate.
Chapter completed!