Within the formation.

Tang Tianying, who transformed into the ancestor of the Futian Sect, took a deep breath.

Senior Brother made all the preparations before and could only get a chance to have a cup of tea.

This is the only time to defeat them one by one.

You can kill as many people as you want in a cup of tea.

After a cup of tea, the other parties reunited, and they could only fight head-on.

His previous incarnation, Chen Yang, was the head of the Chen family in the Abyss of the Tiannan Realm. He was the master of refining the body of gods and demons. He was the pinnacle of the Nine Realms of Zhenxuan. He was also the first person to arrive at Jusheng Mountain and the first person to break into Jusheng Mountain.

, was beheaded by senior brother Wen Li.

But because it was a horizontal refining of gods and demons and there was no golden elixir of the Great Dao, it was not handed over to Thirteen for refining.

After seeing Chen Yang's body, he asked his senior brother about this person's words and deeds, and he discovered the arrogant Chen Yang who had previously encouraged everyone in the outside world.

He saw that there were more and more outside cultivators, and the ancestors from all over the world were still gathering together. If they attacked Jusheng Mountain, it would be like water bursting from the embankment, and the mountain floods would be unstoppable.

Therefore, these more than 40 peak true mystics were introduced.

If they can be wiped out, it will be an extremely strong shock to the outside world!

If you can't deal with these more than forty enemies, then how will you deal with the catastrophe that will come soon from all the ancestors?

"Second brother, let's put aside the old feud and come to help quickly. I am the Eight True Xuan Seals, and I can't beat him at all..."

Tang Tianying took a step forward and entered another formation.

——

Chen Ming, the second oldest member of Jusheng Mountain, has come out of seclusion.

The Continuing Heaven Pill left by Thirteen is worthy of being the divine pill of Taiyuan Sect, the Holy Land of Alchemy. It indeed saved him many years of hard training.

He resisted the cold wave in the Four Symbols Demon Sealing Formation and had already understood the ninth seal of the True Mystery. It was just due to accumulation, and the Continuing Heaven Pill made up for his accumulation.

So he successfully practiced the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan and became a peak monk.

"There is indeed a huge gap between the peak Zhenxuan and the eight seals of Zhenxuan."

Chen Ming took a deep breath and said to himself: "The peak is still the peak after all. If you are one step short of it, it will not be the highest peak. Only by taking the last step can you appreciate the different scenery."

The peak true mystery of Jusheng Mountain is even more different from the peak true mystery of the world.

He was originally a genius with excellent bones. When he was admitted to the Holy Mountain, he was baptized by a ray of demon-suppressing merit.

He refined the golden elixir of the Great Dao and the seal of Zhenxuan, and he incorporated the merits of suppressing demons into them.

This so-called demon-suppressing merit is the result of the gathering of thirty-six blessed lands, seventy-two spiritual mountains, and one hundred and eight fairy islands in Dongzhou.

As for the technique of Gathering the Holy Mountain, it is also the unparalleled immortal scripture that Master Bai Shengjun borrowed from Tianji Pavilion and spent countless efforts to create.

Moreover, the most important point is that after all, it was Master Bai Shengjun who, half a year ago, left them with the capital to be invincible at the same level at the peak of Zhenxuan.

"No wonder Senior Brother believes that once I break through the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan, I will be more powerful than I expected. So that's it..."

Chen Ming laughed, the murderous intent in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

Cultivation has reached the peak of true mystery!

For sixty thousand years, the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan have reached the highest level of cultivation!

Even Master Bai Shengjun has not exceeded this realm!

Since cultivation has reached its end, why not die?

"Even if you die in battle, there will be no regrets!"

Chen Ming broke through the formation and killed a peak Zhenxuan!

——

In the formation.

More than forty peak Zhenxuan all expressed disdain.

Do you want to trap and kill them just with this formation?

Even if you trap them for a cup of tea, it's not easy.

However, it is already amazing that someone in Dongzhou can trap the Peak Zhenxuanzhan Tea with the help of formations.

They didn't know that the person who set up this formation only used three hours to set up 300 formations. Now there are only more than 40 formations, trapping more than 40 people among them.

"Wait for me to break the formation!"

The peak true mystics from all sides are breaking the formation!

They are all ancestors of various parties, giants of one party, and the most powerful people in the world.

They are also extremely proud people.

But they also know that these people of the same level are equally powerful and proud.

Therefore, they did not expect that some of their companions were in danger of dying.

——

Wen Li lowered his sword slowly.

He killed a total of twelve peak Zhenxuan!

He fired every sword with all his strength, not daring to hold back any strength.

Up to this moment, more than half of his mana had been consumed, and his face was gradually turning pale.

His cassock was damaged in three places, and blood oozed from one of them.

"There are still those who are good at fighting."

Wen Li thought.

For example, the ancestor of Futian Sect has extremely high cultivation level, but this person should be good at alchemy, not good at fighting.

But it's not like there aren't those who are good at fighting. Even Wen Li can't be killed with just one sword.

So it took him several swords to kill his opponent.

However, the fight so far has not been unscathed.

Especially in the end, the two peak Zhenxuan escaped from the trap and joined forces to fight.

He was already exhausted, and when he was not at his peak, in order to achieve a quick victory and not affect the formation, he was willing to suffer injuries and kill the two peak Zhenxuan.

But even so, by now, the time for a cup of tea has passed.

"We have spent hundreds of years collecting all the treasures on the Holy Mountain to set up these three hundred formations, but we can only exchange the lives of a dozen enemies?"

Wen Li stretched out his hand and made a move, and the light immediately flashed and burst out.

After a while, the light kept flashing.

Tang Tianying returns.

Chen Ming returns.

"Six." Chen Ming said coldly.

"I helped with these two." Tang Tianying raised his hand and said.

"Let's go, they are all out of trouble, let's go meet these uninvited guests."

——

Jusheng Mountain covers an area of ​​40,000 miles.

The remaining peak Zhenxuan have all escaped.

However, they have also discovered that some of their companions have fallen into the trap!

"How can it be?"

How powerful is such a formation? Since they have experienced it, how can they not know?

It is simply not enough to kill the peak Zhenxuan!

But eighteen peak Zhenxuan have already fallen here!

What is going on with this formation?

Everyone was horrified, and there was an unspeakable palpitation at the thought of their own escape.

But at this time, I saw a person falling from the sky.

The person who came looked like a scholar, with a gentle face. He was carrying a sword, his clothes were torn, and his hair was messy.

He didn't have any murderous intentions, and there was no anger in his eyes when he looked at everyone.

"Wen Li, the first disciple of the Jusheng Mountain Sect, has met all the seniors."

Wen Li gave a salute and said: "Seniors, all of you have gathered here. If it is just because my master's sword moved the heavenly gate, which benefited all living beings and enabled you to further your cultivation, and you are here to express your gratitude, I would like to welcome you here."

"What if you're not here to express gratitude?" someone shouted coldly.

"If there is an invading enemy..."

Wen Li turned his hand, and twelve golden elixirs of the Great Dao began to rotate slowly, unable to be broken up by his magic formation.
Chapter completed!