If Fan He and the others could leave here and attack there at this time, it would be better for him.

Fan He's eyes were full of impatientness, but he still said, "Please keep the water curtain formation steady!"

The young man in black nodded.

Once two pillars of light appear, the five hundred Zhao cultivators stationed on the water curtain formation will definitely be ready to move.

But if they leave, the monks of Yan State will definitely rush out.

By then, the secret realm of Heavenly Dao will be completely in chaos.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Zhao Yan now."

As he said that, the young man in black robe took out the messaging talisman and ordered a few words in a stern tone.

When Fan He heard this, he felt relieved and flew quickly towards the direction where the light column was.

As soon as he left, the young man in black robe took out nine array plates from the storage ring and began to arrange the array.

His formation plate was given by his master, and the protective formation he arranged was extremely strong.

Not to mention dozens of people, even if hundreds of people attack together, they may not be able to break the formation protection.

"You all go and fight...haha."

...

Above the canyon.

Chen Mu hid behind a huge rock and looked down at the two people who were absorbing the aura of the heavenly way below.

And in his hand, he was holding a large handful of spiritual talismans.

At first glance, there are hundreds of pictures, all of which are spiritual attack talismans.

There are very few spiritual monks in this world.

There are even fewer spiritual monks and talented people in drawing talismans.

Even if there are such monks, who would spend a lot of energy to draw so many talismans?

His drawing of talismans basically does not consume spiritual power, and others can consume spiritual power.

A normal talisman master put aside the failure, it would be good to draw seven or eight talismans a day.

And he has two thousand such attack talismans.

If you really want to let ordinary talisman masters draw, you have to draw for a year.

With this skill, you have practiced to build the foundation.

What's the use of this talisman?

"Damn it! There are a lot of people coming!"

Seeing a large number of people flying in the distance from the sky, Chen Mu quickly used the earth escape technique and hid underground.

...

Fan He brought hundreds of Zhao cultivators into the canyon and saw two figures wrapped in light in the formation deep in the canyon.

Of course, he also saw the protective formation.

"Feng Mo! Is this your confidence?"

"I think you were so dazzled by the temptation of the foundation building of the Heavenly Way, and you dare to absorb it directly like this!

Do you really think we can't break your formation?"

Feng Mo opened his eyes when he heard this and saw the densely packed people flying towards him in the distance. He couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

This is damn!

How to protect the Dharma?

Could it be that it really takes a hundred to fight?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Zhou Jinglei next to him.

"Brother, is your senior brother reliable?"

Zhou Jinglei closed his eyes and did not move, but he was also thinking in his heart.

"This time, my senior brother may have to be fully physically active.

I don’t know how talented my senior brother is, he is so confident!”

Thinking of this in his heart, he reminded Feng Mo: "Close your eyes and something will happen if you see it!"

Feng Mo was slightly stunned when he heard this.

After experiencing some recent events, he has understood a truth.

It is not a good thing to live a life that is too clear.

Not to mention, he seems to be unable to do anything except close his eyes.

"Die it!

If I can really absorb the energy of the heavenly way this time!

You are really my dad!

If I die!

I want to find you even if I become a ghost, and then scold you for being a dog son!"

Feng Mo closed his eyes hard and shouted in his heart.

...

"Attack together!

Break the formation!"

Fan He looked at the protective formation and gave an order, hundreds of Zhao cultivators behind him were ready to attack together.

Hearing this order, Feng Mo and Zhou Jinglei's bodies trembled, and his heart directly raised to his throat.

On the other side, above the canyon.

Chen Mu crawled out of the ground and looked at the cultivator of Zhao who was densely packed in the canyon below, preparing to attack together.

"Alas, the fittest survives."

"Stop attacking together, rest in peace."

"Take me a move..."

“Rain of mass grave.”

Chen Mu looked compassionate, and then he scattered hundreds of spiritual talismans at hundreds of Zhao cultivators like he was scattering paper money.

The spirit talisman burned, and hundreds of spiritual-level attacks covered the group of cultivators in Zhao State below.

Chen Mu didn't even look at it, and he threw it out again.

Then another spell...

That look like a hardworking farmer sowing seeds in the farmland.
Chapter completed!