Luo Xin was a little nervous at first, worried that the person would exaggerate.
But when she used the white jade bottle to collect the magical treasures of the four ancestors of the calamity, she gradually became proud in her heart, and laughed softly: "The treasures of heaven and earth, those who are destined to get them! Fellow Taoists, and What magic weapon? Bring it out together, I will keep it for you all!”
Where have Gui Wuqi, Tang Qianzhi and others ever seen such a strange thing? They couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and no longer dared to sacrifice any magic weapon.
Liang Yan saw this scene from a distance and was extremely surprised.
"What is the origin of this 'Three Immortals Formation'? It can actually turn into a magic weapon! And the white jade bottle she is holding is definitely not simple!"
He was puzzled.
It is a small gourd pass that should have been easily won, but why did such a powerful formation appear? If there was an expert helping Zhou Tong behind the scenes, why didn't this person take action himself? Or does this person have other plans?
In just a short moment, many questions appeared in Liang Yan's mind. His consciousness spread with all his strength and searched every corner of Hulukou, but he did not find the answer he wanted.
While hesitating, another change occurred in the Three Immortals Formation.
I saw Fei Dao pointing his hand, and the twelve flags in front of him vibrated at the same time, and then flew out, waving in the strong wind.
Before everyone could react, they heard a muffled sound coming from deep underground, and then the earth cracked open. Countless magic weapons and sharp blades stabbed out from the feet of the Bamboo Army, and various magic weapons and supernatural powers shot up into the sky, destroying the Bamboo Army. The formation was forcibly disrupted.
This change was so sudden that many Nanxuan monks had no time to react, especially the troops led by Gui Wuqi, who were attacked by three strange soldiers at the same time, and hundreds of monks were killed in an instant!
"Let you know the power of thunder!"
Fei Dao laughed ferociously, and raised the long whip in his hand in the air. The thunder clouds in the sky suddenly rolled up, and thunder fell down. Falling in the bamboo army formation.
Faced with the strange soldiers that suddenly emerged from the ground and the thunder that fell from the sky, the generals such as Gui Wuqi, Nan Youyue, and Wang Chonghua remained calm in the face of danger.
They each used magical powers to kill the Huluguan defenders who emerged from the ground. At the same time, they commanded their soldiers to change formations and use the mystery of the "Three Talents and Nine Unique Formations" to avoid the damage of lightning.
Under the command of the major generals, even though the electric snakes danced wildly in the air, the one hundred thousand monks remained in order without a trace of chaos.
However, a strange scene appeared again. Those thunderbolts were seen landing. Although they rarely hit the Nanxuan monks, they did not fail. In the end, they all hit the Beiming monks.
These Hulu Pass defenders who emerged from the ground, regardless of their level of cultivation, took the initiative to find the landing location of the thunder, and flocked to these thunders that exuded terrifying destructive power!
“Are they crazy?”
When Gui Wuqi, Wang Chonghua and others saw this scene from a distance, their eyes widened with expressions of disbelief.
You must know that the power of these divine thunders is so terrifying that even monks in the Tongxuan Realm can hardly resist it, not to mention that there are many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage and Juyuan Realm among the Huluguan defenders. The behavior is no different than committing suicide.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, all the thunderbolts in the sky had fallen, and the Beiming monk was not killed as expected.
These thunderbolts fell on the Beiming monks and turned into a layer of thunder armor!
All the monks in Beiming, regardless of their level of cultivation, were emitting vast thunderous pressure at this time, as if they were divine weapons made of thunder from the sky, which was intimidating!
“How could this happen!”
Seeing the strange behavior of the monk Beiming, the expressions of Wang Chonghua, Venerable Fuhu and others changed drastically.
There are many old monsters among them who have practiced Taoism for thousands of years. They are well-informed. They can probably guess the origin of any change in magical powers, but they have never seen such magical powers before!
"Hahaha! You frogs in the well, how can you understand the mystery of the great road? Today, with the help of thunder from the sky, you will be destroyed both physically and spiritually!"
In the midst of laughter, Fei Dao raised the twelve flags above his head at the same time. He saw that the Huluguan defenders were aggressive and broke through from six directions. It seemed that they wanted to disintegrate the "three talents and nine unique" formation of the Bamboo Army first, and then attack again. Defeat them one by one.
Wang Chonghua was experienced and could see the opponent's thoughts at a glance, so he immediately ordered his troops to move south, intending to cut off the enemy's blockade first.
The two armies met and a fierce battle broke out immediately.
Nanxuan monks are all elites, and those with the lowest cultivation level are those in the early stage of Jindan. They originally crushed the Huluguan defenders in terms of combat power.
But these monks are wearing thunder and lightning armor, and their punches and kicks are equipped with the power of thunder. Even their magical powers and spells are blessed by thunder and lightning, and their power far exceeds their own realm!
Boom!
The two armies fought, but in just a moment, hundreds of Wang Chonghua's monks had been killed, and more than two thousand people were injured. The front could not resist at all.
"General Wang, I'm here to help you!"
Gui Wuji brought troops to help, but was intercepted by another enemy army on the way.
It was also possessed by thunder and lightning, and ordinary spells could not be defended at all. A gap was quickly opened, causing a flaw in the "Three Talents and Nine Ultimates" formation. Someone took advantage of it and the situation took a turn for the worse!
At this moment, a sword light flew in the sky, purple thunder roared, and sword energy surged!
Brush!
Wherever the sword light passed, the Beiming monks were turned into powder. Even if they were possessed by lightning, they could not block the purple sword light. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred people were buried under the sword light. !
A figure in gray floated into the formation.
He was extremely fast and had a clear goal. Except for killing the Huluguan defenders blocking the way with his first sword, he made no unnecessary moves after that and headed straight for the three dharma platforms in the center of the formation!
brush! brush! brush!
Three swords in a series, namely purple, green and black, locked the three figures on the altar firmly.
Seeing this, Luo Xin immediately raised the white jade bottle in his hand and began to mutter something.
As she cast the spell, a ray of white light flew out of the bottle, split into three in mid-air, and hit the three swords of Purple Thunder, Mayfly, and Black Lotus at the same time!
“Hmph!”
The man in gray snorted coldly, waved his right sleeve, and used the "Mountain and River Cloud Smoke Brush". A bit of ink light burst out from the tip of the pen and flew straight towards the white jade bottle.
Luo Xin was also caught off guard. The ink light grabbed her closer, and before she could react, it landed on the body of the white jade bottle.
The originally menacing white glow immediately weakened a bit, but before it completely dissipated, there was still a strange force wrapped around the flying sword, which slowed down the flying sword a lot.
The man in gray frowned slightly, but didn't care. He pinched the magic formula with both hands and activated the power of the sword baby in his body to the extreme.
“Go!”
He raised his hand and waved, and three rays of sword light pierced the defensive restrictions around the three altars, and then went straight to kill the monks on the high platform!
Seeing the powerful sword energy, Luo Xin and Fei Dao felt chilled in their hearts, but Zhou Tong in the middle had a calm expression.
The man laughed and said, "Liang Yan, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hands and used his spiritual power. There was a sudden slap on the tripod!
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, the lid of the cauldron was opened, and a stream of yellow dust filled the air, making the surrounding area instantly hazy!
Liang Yan was slightly frightened, vaguely aware of the danger. In a flash of thought, he decisively gave up attacking the other two people and put the three flying swords together to resist this strange wave. Yellow dust.
The yellow dust fell and stuck to the sword light of the flying sword. Liang Yan immediately felt the weight of millions of people, as if the rolling mountains were pressing on his flying sword, and he could no longer move forward. .
“This magical power!” Liang Yan was shocked and looked attentively.
I saw endless yellow dust filling the air from the cauldron, and the world between heaven and earth turned into a yellow mist. The sounds of fighting and shouting gradually faded away from me, as if I was trapped in a world of yellow sand.
Such a strange scene, comparable to the domain magic of a holy monk!
Zhou Tong could only overcome three difficulties, and his magical powers were even more ordinary. Although he was a formidable existence in the eyes of most monks, in Liang Yan's eyes he was just a loser.
But such a idiot actually displays the Houtu Domain, and the power of the laws in this domain is so profound that it is unimaginable. I am afraid that even the Nine Sub-Saints of Nanxuan cannot achieve this level!
“How is it possible that with just one magic weapon and one formation, one can display such magical powers?”
Liang Yan's thoughts were spinning very fast, but the other party didn't give him time to think. Yellow dust rolled in, as if thousands of mountains were squeezing into the middle, and the space began to distort!
Feeling the powerful power of Hou Tu, Liang Yan's face was solemn and he pinched the sword in his hand urgently.
As the "Lightless Sword Sutra" operates, forty-nine black sword lotuses bloom everywhere! The sword lotus rotated slowly, and the black sword energy spread out in all directions. Wherever it passed, a lot of yellow dust was annihilated and turned into nothingness by the sword energy.
Zheng!
Three sword lights rang out in unison, finally breaking free from Huang Chen's suppression and returning to Liang Yan's side.
This time, Liang Yan did not dare to be careless.
With a thought in his mind, he used three sets of sword techniques at the same time. For a moment, the sword light flew quickly, and countless sword energy came and went, blocking the surging yellow dust from all around.
How sharp is Liang Yan’s sword energy? Wherever it passes, all the yellow dust turns into fly ash!
However, the power of Hou Tu is endless. A wave of yellow dust dissipates, and another wave of yellow dust appears from the smoke. This cycle repeats, as if the heaven and earth are a quagmire. No matter how amazing you are, you will eventually be defeated. Buried in loess!
The more Liang Yan struggled, the more he felt powerless.
The scope of the sword aperture has gradually shrunk, from the initial hundred miles in radius to thirty miles and now to ten miles. If it is compressed any further, it will really fall into a quagmire and be unable to extricate itself.
Liang Yan's mind was racing, and he suddenly turned his left hand and grabbed the Shanhe Yunyan pen in his hand. Then he pointed it out from a distance and used his spiritual power to urge it. Suddenly, the power of the seal appeared in the sky above the big brass cauldron. .
Shanhe Yunyan Pen is one of the treasures left by Tianji Pavilion. It can seal most magic weapons below the saint. Even the "Ten Thousand Soul Banner" was briefly sealed by him.
At this time, it was used again to seal the big brass cauldron in front of Zhou Tong.
“Haha, do you want to use the same move a second time?”
Zhou Tong laughed loudly, but no one could see how he moved. On the other hand, Fei Dao and Luo Xin, who were next to him, raised their magic weapons at the same time. Two rays of light, one black and one white, came together, breaking the seal of Shanhe Yunyan Brush in the blink of an eye!
Liang Yan had no choice but to retreat backwards.
He finally figured out that the root of this "Three Immortals Formation" lies in the magic weapon in the hands of Zhou Tong and others. The white jade pure bottle, black whip, and brass cauldron are the core of the formation. Three small formations were derived: "Aquarium Formation", "Godly Thunder Formation" and "Yellow Sand Formation".
These three small formations are interlocked with each other and are connected with each other. The Shanhe Yunyan Pen can only weaken one of the magic weapons at most, but it will be interfered by the magic weapons of the other two formations. In this way, it can be said that there is no No more flaws!
Although Liang Yan still has many methods, such as "Wuwen", "Celestial Elephant Divine Eyes", "Guiyi Jue", etc., but in this kind of open and closed, interlocking formation, In the Dharma, those magical powers are very difficult to achieve, and there is no chance to use them.
"How's it going? Did I, Mr. Zhou, boast? You have entered the 'Three Immortals Formation', that means there is no return, so stay here today!" "
Zhou Tong laughed heartily on the altar, his expression proud as never before.
He was born as a casual cultivator. Although he became a Taoist by chance, his magical powers were average. He has never been reused in Beiming. I didn’t expect that today’s battle would be so enjoyable. Feeling proud and proud!
Liang Yan was not angered by him. At this time, his mind was spinning and he secretly analyzed the situation.
"The Three Immortals Formation is extremely mysterious, unless the weapon in their hands is broken. Magic weapon, otherwise it would be difficult to get through even with thousands of troops. A protracted war is not good for our army, and we will inevitably suffer losses if we continue to fight. It is better to withdraw our troops from Hulukou first and reconsider the strategy of breaking the city."
Thinking of this, Liang Yan quickly made a decision.
With a squeeze of the sword in his hand, three sword lights erupted at the same time. He suddenly turned from defense to offense and launched a fierce attack on Zhou Tong on the altar.
"It's just a fight between trapped beasts."
Zhou Tong's face was indifferent, his hands were still pressed on the brass cauldron, and his spiritual power was continuously poured into the cauldron.
At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared behind him, and an invisible sword light flew out of the void, soundlessly, and in the blink of an eye it was less than a hundred feet behind him.
Before Zhou Tong could react, the big brass cauldron in front of him suddenly vibrated as a warning.
“Huh?”
Although he was not sufficiently cultivated, he was very alert in his heart. He understood that this magic weapon was warning him, and he hurriedly released the body-protecting spiritual light, covering an area of 100 feet in radius.
As the body-protecting aura shone, the Dingguang Sword Pill was immediately exposed, but it didn't matter, because Zhou Tong's body-protecting aura couldn't stop Liang Yan's sword energy at all, and it was torn apart in an instant!
Brush!
The light of the sword pierced the air, urging death like the wind!
Zhou Tong was shocked and turned pale. Just as he was about to dodge, the big brass cauldron in front of him began to vibrate violently, and then a yellow glow appeared, condensing into a huge palm and slapping him behind him.
Boom!
Dingguang Jianwan was suppressed by Huang Xia. Even if the sword light surged, he could not move forward half an inch.
Zhou Tong had broken out in a cold sweat, and then became furious. He frantically poured spiritual power into the brass cauldron, trying to completely seal the flying sword.
However, with just a slight sway, the fixed lightsaber actually gave up the attack, slipped into the void, and disappeared without a trace!
"Disappeared?"
Zhou Tong's expression changed, and when he looked back, he saw Liang Yan's figure already a hundred miles away.
In front of him, three rays of sword light converged at one place, and then with a sharp slash, a crack was torn open in the yellow field, and then his figure flashed and escaped