She is Jianxiu

Chapter 375 Chapter Three Hundred Seventy-Four Encounters
And as the various sects continued to migrate to the Great Lakes, under Lin Yifeng's reformation, the Great Formation of Taiyi Yuanyin gradually shrank inward. Qi Huan looked at the place where the water was rippling from a distance, and Xie Xiu seemed to be aware of the great formation that blocked him. It is changing, approaching the screen as if refusing to retreat even half a step, staring inwardly.

The storm in the ancient land is no longer as violent as before, but it still spreads outward at a slow speed. Now the west side has broken through to the outside of the formation, rolling up dust, grass and trees, and avoiding evil cultivators.

Looking at the expression in his eyes, Qi Huan should know that Xie Xiu is also very afraid of the storm that runs through the world, even the woman who leads the army, known as the master of the Red God Palace, and her driver, carefully avoid the place where the storm sweeps.

Zhao Chun has entered such a terrifying place... Is there still room for him to escape?

Not only did he think so, but also the owner of the Red God Palace. Sugui was blessed by the real body of the Red God, so he was lucky enough to survive. This storm that devoured the world was so tyrannical that half of the Red God Palace was destroyed. The scale of the storm in the Great Lake of Misawa was farther than the other places, which shocked all the Shinto monks who came here for the first time, and even the disciples of the Chishen Palace who came with them lost their voices.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that he was overthinking. That person should have died long ago, but it's a pity that the treasure of the secret realm was also left behind."

The Chishen palace master sighed twice, and his eyes fell on the two sides of the monks who were speaking fiercely in the car. Because the old cultivator used the big formation, the pace of the unstoppable conquest of the Shinto was suddenly blocked. Together, they want to forcefully break through the formation and enter the formation.

"The way to break the formation has long been broken. I just told you yesterday that there is an amazing talent in the old cultivation, who hides the formation eye so well that I can't even find the formation eye. How can I force it?" Breaking this formation? Aren't you making trouble for no reason!"

"Hmph! The formation eye, the formation eye, what is it called a strong break if you can break the formation eye? Of course, with the power of ten or so Fenxuan monks like me, we tore open the barrier, sent the army directly in, and then killed all the old cultivators. !"

"It's really stupid, the old repair formation..."

"Okay!" Chishen Palace Master pressed his knuckles on his forehead, showing a bit of fatigue. The sects of the Shinto have been at odds for a long time. Even if they fight hand in hand, there is seldom a day of peace. With a light tap, his chest heaved slightly and he said, "If the classics I consulted are correct, the formation that stops us is called the Great Unity Seal Formation. When Jiuxiu fled into the Great Lake of Mize, this formation existed. The ancestors of Shinto did not make up their minds to wipe them out completely.

"This array is extremely effective, and its origin can even be traced back to an old cultivator ten thousand years ago. If you want to break it with external force, it will be useless even thousands of sub-mysteries, not to mention the meager power of you and me."

Although the Shinto monks are eager, their minds are not simple. They gradually figured out that there is no better way than to wait. Unless one of them can stand out and compete with the monks who cultivated the formation, otherwise breaking the formation is just a lie.

"Then what kind of formation is there, why don't we let them go again like our ancestors, and we can't get rid of them!"

"That's not the case." The jade beads in the hair of the Chishen Palace Master were shaken lightly, "No matter what kind of formation, it must be maintained by the supply of spiritual energy. The Great Unity Seal Formation is so powerful that the amount of spiritual energy required is not trivial. Cultivation resources and background are not as deep as ours, and sooner or later the spiritual energy will be exhausted, and the big formation will be destroyed without attack. If you look at the continuous withdrawal of those old cultivators in recent days, you will know that he has little left to do on this matter."

Hearing that the formation could be destroyed without attack, the Shinto monks looked relieved immediately. Before getting up and leaving, they listened to Palace Master Chishen's instructions. His car drives.

In the next three days, the Great Formation of Taiyi Yuanyin retreated inward for more than six thousand miles. The Shinto monk felt that he had a chance to win. When he walked around the storm, he saw a monk holding a sword in the air looking at him coldly, with killing intent in his eyes.

His face was extremely indifferent, he was dressed in a long black narrow-sleeved robe, and on his crown was a small white jade sword with a horizontal hairpin. He didn't need to make a move, just standing in the air made the hearts of the Shinto army tremble.

"The man stood outside the storm for more than three days. I don't know why he refused to leave. In the past, there was a formation blocking me, so I couldn't go forward. Now that the formation has already withdrawn from this place, I still can't take him down... "The person who spoke had gray hair, tied into a simple bun on the top of his head. Although his face looked like a youth, it made this gray hair look more like his forties and fifties. He was full of calculations, and he rushed out of the car. With a loud shout:
"Jiuxiu, I'll kill you!"

Fenxuan, a few gods beside him, gritted their teeth and cursed cunningly, angrily being seized by him, the cultivation level of that Fenxuan cultivator is a great supplement, and the primordial spirit can be sacrificed and refined into a magic medicine, which can be said to be full of treasures!
Only the Chishen palace master felt something different, and looked at Qi Huan with fixed eyes: "This man has such a strong aura. I have heard that sword cultivators are the most powerful in attacking and killing monks in the world since ancient times, but this man even makes me palpitate... No, Gray Dove is being reckless!"

Her willow eyebrows stood on end, and she couldn't help shouting to stop the gray-haired young man from making a move. She didn't want the sword cultivator who was standing in the air with his sword in his arms to retreat for a few miles, and had no intention of confronting him at all. Even if Huijiu sacrificed the soul banner, it was just Sweeping lightly, turned around and entered the battle with Yujian.

He was actually a coward who retreated without a fight!
Huijiu was in a hurry, thinking that he had missed a great reward, seeing Qi Huan Yujian's unmatched speed, but he was also very afraid, and when he retreated into the army formation, he still calmly moved towards the ground where he was standing. look up.

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"What kind of treasure is there that makes that old Xiu never forget..."

Beyond the ancient land of Kunxing Mountain is a vast forest, half of which has been swept away by the storm, and the rest is equally gloomy, with many towering trees covering the sky.

Huijiu never told anyone about this trip, and even the colleagues of the Blood Crow Sect secretly avoided it, only hoping to get the treasure that Qi Huan missed, and not share the spoils with others.

He was aware of the horror of the storm, and after several investigations failed, he considered approaching it.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in the vast forest, and Huijiu cried out in his heart, "Dear baby", and fled to that direction with a kick of his legs, and stopped after a while, frowning, because the place where the white light flashed was right inside the storm, and the black and white intertwined is especially special. conspicuous.

"That's..." He was suffocating slightly, and his pupils shrank suddenly. The white light showed a shape, which was a small pagoda with a smooth body, and the hand under the pagoda was also white and slender. Looking up, it was a very young man woman!

Her snow-skinned appearance and the coldness between her brows are not surprising. What Huijiu is terrified is that she stepped out of the pitch-black storm with beard and tail intact, but she is only a late-stage monk!
He was looking at the woman, and the woman also saw him, and after a moment of stunned, her eyes were filled with killing intent, she grasped the small tower in her palm, split into hundreds of flying swords behind her, and slashed at Huijiu with all her strength!

How absurd it is to fight against Xuan with the body of condensed essence!
Just as this thought flashed through Huijiu's mind, the next moment the flying sword was approaching, the sword's edge was still a few feet away, and the sharp sword intent had already swept all directions with overwhelming force!

　Recently suffered from migraines, the physical examination report I got today did not find my head, and I will go to the hospital with my parents for a symptomatic examination after a year... Daily emo (1\1)

　　
　
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