Chapter 316 Leaving the formation
The patience on Jin Kui's face had completely disappeared, and what remained was solemnity, severity, and unspeakable anger.
"I'm very angry with you. I really think you are someone who is easy to bully."
"You evil ghost is really stubborn and incomprehensible."
"It's just a small realm in the upper reaches. How dare you speak so brazenly?"
Being able to cultivate to the golden elixir means that you have somewhat discovered your own way.
Except for Tianlinggen, who is extremely qualified, no one has come through hard work. Along the way, he stepped on the corpses of many of his peers. Not to mention mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he also experienced countless battles.
Who is completely devoid of anger?
For the sake of a small realm, he gave in.
In exchange, the other party took advantage of him again and again, and even threatened to destroy his sect.
No matter how worried a monk is, he will not remain indifferent when faced with such a situation.
"Let's see how you use to destroy my sect." Jin Kui shouted, and immediately the pressure of the aura around him was completely released, and the consciousness covering thousands of miles was like a stretched thread, quickly gathered at this moment.
The invisible thread finally converged on the evil spirit in front of him, locking him firmly.
As a Jindan cultivator, Jin Kui has his own keenness. He can sense the danger emanating from the red-haired evil ghost, and he also understands that the other party is not joking at all.
The red-haired evil ghost might really want to destroy his sect.
However, even if there is only a slight possibility, the protective measures that should be taken cannot be relaxed.
"Shenghushan Formation!"
The message of the Golden elixir monks spread throughout the world.
The foundation-building monks of the Chiwu Sect, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately entered the formation and controlled the formation with their bodies.
Red light pillars soared into the sky from the orderly arranged peaks of the Chiwuzong Mountains.
The golden light spreads, and in the blink of an eye, the two inner and outer Golden Crow arrays protected by layers are formed, and the light curtain is like water and light.
With the power of the whole sect, hundreds of qi training disciples and nine foundation-building monks opened a mountain-protecting formation that was enough to withstand the attack of the golden elixir monks. Even the monks in the middle stage of the golden elixir were not afraid at all.
With such preparations and defensive measures, the support from Shangzong Sunset Mountain will surely arrive before the sect is breached.
If he, Jin Kui, could personally preside over the formation, even a few more Jindan monks would not be able to break through the mountain-protecting formation. This is the foundation of the sect's formation, giving them the confidence to resist stronger monks.
"What's wrong? Why did the mountain-protecting formation suddenly rise?"
"Is the sect in danger?"
"I heard that something big happened in the morning. The sect leader and the elders stayed in the meeting hall until the afternoon before showing up. It seems that even the ancestors have left seclusion."
"Look, the person outside the formation seems to be the ancestor."
"Outside the formation."
"It's really the ancestor, who is the man in black robe?"
The monks of the sect, who were already nervous due to the unexplained incident, were even more panicked at this time.
Even the mountain-protecting formation has been activated. Doesn't this mean that the sect is facing a huge crisis, and it may even be a disaster.
"We must believe in our ancestors and our elders, and we will definitely be able to protect our sect."
"Yes, the formation is activated, we must stay calm and don't cause trouble even if we can't help."
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The red-haired evil ghost stared calmly at the opening of the mountain-protecting formation, stretched out his palm, and slowly turned the flat blue-white ghost hand.
The back of the hand is exposed, and the purple-black oval nails are shining with light.
Tu Shanjun whispered one word: "Ni."
Buzz!
Black-red threads appeared in the red-gold formation.
If you look closely, it seems that they are not threads but cracks.
In just a blink of an eye, cracks had spread throughout the hundreds of miles of formation that enveloped the mountains and rivers.
Immediately afterwards, the black-red mist rose and turned into a solid black barrier, which was just sandwiched in the gap of the double-layer formation.
The curtain covered the originally clear sky and was shrouded in shadows. The monks in the formation felt it particularly profoundly.
"Is this the sect's mountain-protecting formation? Why..."
"Why does it look so weird?"
The monks of the Chiwu Sect raised their heads and looked blankly at the large light curtain above their heads.
Not to mention the sect disciples, the foundation-building monks who were in charge of the formation were already shocked and speechless.
This is not their sect formation at all.
Not only was it not a sect formation, but on the contrary, they were also held back by this sudden appearance. It was not a matter of removing the formation, nor was it maintaining the formation. Such a dilemma was difficult to explain to others.
Jin Lianhuo stood at the base of the main formation, equally at a loss. This was the first time he had seen such a situation, and it was already beyond his understanding.
"Ancestor." His eyes touched and he sent out his message.
Now that's all he can do.
"You did it." Jin Kui stared at the red-haired evil ghost in the distance who pressed down his wrist. His eyes were full of solemnity, and even his brows were furrowed.
The current incident was definitely not caused by the monks of the sect.
Then it can only be the red-haired evil ghost in front of me.
The true king of Daheishan is Tushanjun.
Tu Shanjun's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be happy about his success. He just said in a normal way: "You don't have much time left."
Of course, there is not much time left for Tushanjun.
As a monk who is proficient in talisman formations, and he can keep up with Tu Shanjun's cultivation in this way, it is enough to show Tu Shanjun's understanding of talisman formations.
It's true that he couldn't destroy the Chiwu Sect's mountain-protecting formation head-on, but he could still do it by adding some ingredients into it.
Even with his level of cultivation, it would be very difficult to face the mountain-protecting formation.
If they really set up the mountain-protecting formation, they would not be able to conquer it for a while, let alone wipe out the Chiwu Sect before Sunset Mountain could react.
Even if it ends in the end, the remaining mana will not be able to deal with Sunset Mountain.
Jin Kui did not act rashly. He had to get the problem of the formation out of Tushanjun, otherwise there would always be such a hidden danger, which would prevent him from giving full play to his strength.
He said coldly: "A great monk in the middle stage of Jindan dare not attack openly. How can this be called seeking justice?"
"That's right. How can monsters and ghosts be called monsters if they don't use tricks?"
"Allowing you to gain cultivation will only cause the innocent people in the world to suffer."
After the words fell, the expected rebuttal did not appear.
On the contrary, the originally solemn atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
The cold light is restrained but shuddering.
Tu Shanjun laughed evilly.
The fangs in his mouth were no longer hidden, and his jade-like face completely turned into the appearance of a green-faced evil ghost: "You don't deserve to mention the innocent."
"Suffer death!"
Several rays of golden light flew out from Tu Shanjun's sleeves and robes, and the rotating golden light turned into majestic and complex patterns, completely covering the sky above Jin Kui.
One talisman turned into two, two turned into three, three turned into thousands, and then turned into tens of thousands.
The sharp sword light poked out from the complicated lines.
"Strangulation."
Thousands of swords glowed like a forest, messing up the spiritual energy around him and blocking Jin Kui's escape route.
Jin Kui turned over his hand and took out a precious mirror.
The handprints moved, and blood was printed on the magic weapon. As the magic power circulated, I could only hear: "Ji."
A golden crow with spread wings flew out of the precious mirror.
The little golden crow thrives in the wind and quickly turns into a hundred feet. Even the surrounding air is scorching with heat, and you can even see burning flames, like fireworks flying and blooming.
The Baizhang Golden Crow raised its head and screamed, its flaming wings blocking the sword light falling from the talisman.
The golden sword light melted and evaporated as soon as it came into contact, and was unable to cause substantial harm to the Golden Crow, let alone any impact on Jin Kui who was under the protection of the Golden Crow.
Tu Shanjun had already expected it, and he had never thought about using the talisman to kill the golden elixir monk.
Talismans can only be considered as half of the main means. Using talismans can save the mana of spells with the same effect. For Tushanjun, the mana stored in his body is very precious.
Seeing that the distance between Tushanjun and him was quickly closing.
Jin Kui's technique changed: "Sword control."
"disease."
The Golden Crow turned into a huge sword, and the coercion it exuded was almost the same as that of a low-level magic weapon. The flying sword spread out its light, just like the Golden Crow's wings, and flashed straight towards Tushanjun, who was flying over.
Seeing the Golden Crow Flying Sword getting closer and closer, Tushanjun did not panic at all.
"The realm of ignorance."
"Dharma Eye!"
The ghost horns gathered light, and the vertical lines on his forehead opened. In just a flash, Tushanjun saw the aura of the Golden Crow Flying Sword.
"Wanfa, break the law!"
A three-foot-long magic-breaking awl appeared in Tushanjun's hand. As he flew away, the cold light of the magic-breaking awl tore apart everything in front of him.
Tushanjun is like holding a flying sword.
"boom!"
The oncoming giant sword Golden Crow roared and transformed into its original form.
The two collided, and the majestic pressure that erupted swept across everything around them. The strong wind that shot straight into the sky extinguished countless clouds, spreading out circular ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
Mountains, rocks, grass and trees, peaks and rivers have all turned into powder.
The expanded mist disappeared in an instant.
In this world, the only ones left are Jin Kui standing in the sky and Tu Shanjun coming to kill with a cone.
"What?"
Jin Kui was stunned for a moment. It was clearly a famous technique of Wanfa Sect. How could he see it on the Ghost King of Netherworld?
At this moment, he thought a lot, thinking that this ghost king had something to do with the Wanfa Sect, or that he was simply sent by the Wanfa Sect.
"No, it won't happen. Wanfa Sect will not send such a powerful monk just because of some mortals."
"He definitely got it by chance."
This is obviously not the time to delve deeper.
No matter who the red-haired evil ghost is, he is facing a life and death crisis now.
After only two moves, Jin Kui could already feel Tu Shanjun's power.
Regret suddenly occurred in his heart.
It's not that I regretted what I did, but that I didn't regret that I didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, didn't take precautions in advance, and didn't seek help from my master Sunset Mountain at the first time.
"Tiandao Seal."
"Legal domain."
Jin Kui condensed his seals, and red fireworks rose up, covering Tu Shanjun who was coming to kill him.
"Fuso Sacred Tree."
The light golden vestments burned with sparks, and the dusk sky suddenly became brighter.
Huge and complicated branches stretched out, blocking Tushanjun's figure.
On the Qingtian Lingmu burning with blazing flames, Jin Kui pinched the spell with his hand.
The precious mirror had completely separated from his hand and was floating behind him, absorbing the golden light blooming around him.
Flames surround the treasure mirror like embellishments. The mirror is connected to the sacred tree at its feet, supporting the golden crow perched on the trunk.