Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

After looking at the tomb of the first emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, An Qingli manipulated the mustard space to leave the imperial tomb and join Shangshan.

It was a thunderstorm day, the sky was terribly dark, and it was raining heavily.

However, all kinds of magic talismans burst under, within, and above the thundercloud.

Boom boom boom!
The crackling sound of spell talismans even covered up the sound of thunder.

The thunderclouds were dyed colorful.

Nearly a hundred Crossing Tribulation Patriarchs fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky, fighting heartily and happily.

The smell of blood spread.

The whole empty city.

Only the high-ranking patriarchs fought so hard.

This is the last defense of Zhu's family and also Zhu's country, but it has been broken by the joint efforts of Bian Lanjie.

Once the defensive formation is broken, it will be a life-and-death battle.

The Zhu family has a well-trained and tacitly coordinated army. The army is at least composed of Nascent Soul cultivators, and they also jointly practice a very powerful infinite formation.

The sea is boundless.

The human-shaped formation composed of five thousand Nascent Soul Transformation God monks stirred up a majestic momentum like the sea, which made people tremble with fear.

At first, all the high-ranking ancestors in Bianlan Realm didn't dare to get too close.

But when there are many people, there is a fatal weakness, that is, it is inconvenient to move.

Therefore, although the infinite formation is extremely powerful, its actions are not too fast. It basically fights on the spot and rarely moves.

The defensive power is astonishing, impenetrable, but as long as you don't take the initiative to get close to the big formation, the big formation will not be able to do anything to those ancestors who are faster than thunder and lightning in the Bianlan Realm.

"How to do?"

After the ancestors of Bianlan Realm tried Zhu's big formation, they returned to the camp and gathered in the distance to discuss countermeasures.

I have to say that this trip to Wancheng Country was a very enjoyable fight.

In Bianlan Realm, even the enemies have become acquaintances, and they also take into account the forces behind them, so when they attack, they will more or less keep some sense of proportion.

But Wancheng Kingdom is different. Zhou Zhuqi's three families must be destroyed, whether to prevent revenge or retaliation, or to prevent Wancheng Kingdom from continuing to win luck, in short, Wancheng Kingdom cannot keep so many high-level combat power.

So even if the Zhu family wanted to offer treasures to seek peace, Bian Lanjie didn't agree. How could they allow others to snore on the side of the couch.

If peace cannot be reached, the Zhu family has no choice but to fight to the death, that's why the imposing immeasurable formation appeared.

Although the big formation is difficult to deal with, the ancestors of Bian Lan are not vegetarians.

Ancestor Xun Ping said: "Avoid their vigor and attack their laziness."

The translucent Wuling frowned and said, "Simply put."

Ancestor Qi Si said: "It's just to avoid the edge, just drag it with one word."

"Procrastinate? How to procrastinate?" You Xiexiu Moxiu wanted to take down Zhu's family as soon as possible, and then went to search for treasures.

This Wancheng country is too rich. It was already rich and stole a lot from Bianlan Realm. One Zhou family alone is worth three treasures in the Central Plains cultivation world. I wish the family has followed the Zhou family for fifty thousand years. Very much.

Feng Yin was in the sleeve of the old ancestor Xun Ping, with a red face and said: "Just keep provoking and consuming, with so many people on the other side and trapped here, the pills and spiritual power supplies will definitely not be able to keep up. Once they run out If we buy pills such as Buling and Bigu to heal the wounds, that's when we will fight head-on."

Wu Ling exclaimed: "Feng Yin, you are so smart!"

Feng Yin is very proud, if she is not smart, how can she be half crazy and half stupid, and survive to this day smoothly.

Patriarch Qi Wu nodded and agreed with this plan.

So on Bian Lan's side, they took turns sending people into battle to provoke the Zhu family's formation.

He doesn't love fighting either, relying on his speed to detonate a few talismans, or leave a lot of poisonous powder behind and escape.

On the side of Bianlan Realm, every time a wave of ancestors came, the Zhu family was so frightened that they rushed into battle.

Every battle is a consumption of spiritual energy.

It is also wishing the family a stable life for [-] years. There are many Nascent Soul monks in the formation, who have no Nascent Soul cultivation base, but their temperament is not good. After being provoked several times by Bian Lanjie, they have already developed anger and anxiety.

If it was [-] years ago, the people in this group would still look stern and calm, but now, many pampered people want to escape.

The four arts of the Wancheng Guodan talisman array serve the royal family and nobles. Although the masters of the four arts are not necessarily high in status, their attainments are indeed extremely high.

Someone wanted to use the high-level teleportation talisman to escape unexpectedly.

Some people want to take advantage of the chaos to escape by hiding the magic weapon.

Someone wanted to escape by teleportation.

Some people even wanted to feign death and escape by luck.

But there was the ancestor of Zhujiadujie who was in charge, and some people wanted to escape but dared not.

The two ancestors of Bian Lanjie went to provoke again, this time it was the sky filled with ice arrows.

It turned out to be an ancestor of the Ice Spirit Root, who turned the thunderstorm into ice and shot at the immeasurable formation.

Countless ice arrows came densely packed, like thousands of stars falling, finally there was a Nascent Soul noble in the outer position of the Zhu family formation, unable to withstand the continuous pressure, collapsed and screamed, squeezed the high-level teleportation talisman and fled out.

He is not alone.

Someone was also frightened by the scream, and with panic and panic, they put on an ancestral concealment robe and went outside.

But how could these emotionally broken people escape from the hands of the ancestors in Bianlan Realm.

Several ancestors immediately chased them out.

It's kind of like a dam bursting and it's getting out of hand.

At first it was just one or two people running, then it became four or five, and then it became a dozen or so. More and more people ran away, and more and more ancestors were chased out by Bian Lanjie.

Patriarch Bian Lan dispersed to chase and kill the escapees, wishing his family's conflicts to intensify, whether to escape alone, or continue to stick to the formation with most of the people.

But the group of evil spirits in the Bianlan Realm, even the lord of the Zhou family, the master of the talisman making, and all the high-ranking fighters of the royal family who stayed behind were all removed together!
Fearing the fierceness of the Bianlan Realm, the Zhu family swarmed and lost one-third of the number, and even fled in fear of crossing the Tribulation Realm.

In fact, the first thing Bian Lanjie has to deal with is Zhu Jiadu's Tribulation Realm.

Patriarch Qi Wu appeared high in the sky, holding the immortal weapon, the sky-cracking axe, and added another axe.

The transparent horses poured down like moonlight, and met the remaining large light curtain head-on.

The light curtain of the infinite array surged up and turbulent, mercilessly devouring the moonlight-like horse.

However, this engulfment consumed a lot of spiritual power of the people in the formation.

The old ancestor Qi Wu swallowed a pill of nourishing spirit, and swung his ax again to chop it down.

Another terrifying power came.

The rest of the people in the formation were terrified. At the beginning, many of Zhou's defensive restrictions were chopped apart by this evil spirit and this evil axe.

Qi Wu exited the stage, and countless talismans came crashing down again.

The people in the infinite formation were defeated and fled first, and then the formation disintegrated.

So the Dujie ancestors of the Zhu family who were exposed had no choice but to bite the bullet and come out to fight.

Thunderclouds were churning, heavy rain was pouring, and the monks who had crossed the catastrophe fought with each other until they were dizzy.

An indescribable stench came suddenly, mixing into the breath of every monk present.

"This seat—seeing the light of day again—is invincible in the world!"