Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 556
Mo Changsheng didn't want to waste any more time, so this time he acted ruthlessly and directly released Nanming Lihuo's body.

After such a long time of training, Nanming Lihuo was already red and orange, and was about to advance.

At this level, Nanming Lihuo and Foundation Establishment Dzogchen cultivators would never dare to resist, even a fake alchemy cultivator would be numb if they encountered it.

Nanming Lihuo, the size of a fist, floated quietly in mid-air without emitting any heat, as if it was just a false phantom.

Only Mo Changsheng knew how terrifying it was.

After sipping softly, Mo Changsheng shook his hand and threw Nanming Lihuo out.

The fist-sized Nanming Lihuo flew higher and higher, and its volume became larger and larger. When it flew directly above the formation mask, it had already turned into a huge fireball like a small sun, emitting infinite heat.

"Nanming Lihuo, cook the sea and burn the sky, let me go!"

Mo Changsheng poured most of the sword energy in his body into Nanming Lihuo, and then retreated far away.

The little sun began to sink slowly, and melted onto the formation mask like cream, almost covering the upper half of the formation mask.

The array mask instantly turned red and twisted violently.

When Mo Changsheng and others attacked the formation mask before, it could always bounce back the attack, but this time, the formation mask was helpless.

This formation is only at the Golden Core level, but Nanming Lihuo, sorry, Nanming Lihuo is essentially an existence far beyond the Golden Core level, this formation has nothing to do with it!

In the main residence of the Yuan family, all the Yuan family members had already seen this scene, and the four of them, Yuan Yihong, who hadn't shown up for several days, also walked out of the ancestral hall.

"Brother, do you know what the hell this is?" Yuan Yihu asked in a panic.

"This fire is too weird."

Yuan Yibo followed closely: "How can there be fire in this world that doesn't need fuel?"

Yuan Yibo had been looking at it for a while, but no matter how he looked, he didn't see anything that looked like fuel.

Yuan Yihong's expression was also a little nervous, he shook his head and said:
"I've never heard of such a weird fire. Not good, go and see the base!"

While Yuan Yihong was talking, his face suddenly changed wildly and he let out a loud drink, then turned his head and ran towards the ancestral hall.

The three of Yuan Yibo also changed color suddenly, and ran away, followed by Yuan Yihong and rushed into the Yuan family ancestral hall.

Inside the Yuan Family Ancestral Hall, [-] formation flags exuding glistening light are floating in the air strangely. Under each formation flag is a small formation altar, on which are inlaid three crystal-clear low-grade Lingshi.

This is the root of the Yuan family's main house guarding the formation.

However, at this time, the root cause is about to cause a big problem.

Although the guarding formation of the Yuan family's house is very large, dozens of times larger than the fourth-level formation that Mo Changsheng encountered on the Necromancer Island, but with the help of the formation flag and the formation altar, it can maintain its The price required is not much higher than the original formation.

There are 54 formation bases, with a total of [-] low-grade spirit stones. If there are no accidents, it will not be a problem to maintain the formation for decades.

Even if Jin Shisan and others attacked day and night, it would take less than ten years to exhaust the spiritual energy in the spirit stone.

Lingshi, Lingshi, that is a treasure formed by the solidification of spirit energy, and the spirit energy contained in each spirit stone is very impressive.

However, at this time, most of the spirit stones on the formation altar in the Yuan family's ancestral hall were dimly illuminated, as if they were about to run out of spirit energy.

"Crack! Kick!"

Suddenly, there was a very slight cracking sound, and the four of Yuan Yihong's ghosts sprang up, and they rushed towards the formation altars scattered everywhere.

"Here!"

With a loud cry, Yuan Yibo took down a cracked spirit stone from the formation altar in front of him, and then took out a new spirit stone from his bosom and put it on it.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of "Kaka" sounded again.

This time it was on Yuan Yihong's side.

Yuan Yihong was changing the spirit stone, and another spirit stone shattered on another altar not far from him.

Yuan Yixiao got close, so he hurried over to replace the spirit stone.

After replacing three spirit stones in a row, no new spirit stones were finally broken, and the four members of the Yuan family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, the spirit stones on my body have been exhausted!"

Yuan Yibo said with a pale face.

Yuan Yihong froze, took a deep breath, and said:
"Yihu, Yixiao, what about you two?"

Yuan Yihu said: "I still have one."

"I don't have any of them."

Yuan Yixiao tremblingly said: "Brother, what should we do?"

Yuan Yihong closed his eyes, sighed, and said:

"Most of the spirit stones we have on hand are very small and useless, and there are only a dozen pieces of spirit stones that can be used. Now only Yihu and I have two left in our hands. This is the end of the matter, we What else can I do?"

The hearts of the three of Yuan Yixiao sank, and Yuan Yixiao said with some fear:
"So, how long can we last?"

Yuan Yihong was silent for a moment, then said bitterly:

"The original spirit stones on the big formation were all passed down from the ancestors, and the spirit energy has long been exhausted. Even if we add all the spirit stones we have on hand, less than [-]% of the spirit stones are new."

"Look at the current posture, this big formation. I'm afraid it won't last for a few days..."

After Yuan Yihong finished speaking, he stopped talking, and the three of Yuan Yixiao were even more silent, and the ancestral hall fell into a deathly silence.

Outside the main house of the Yuan family, Mo Changsheng took back Nanming Lihuo.

The mask of the formation just now trembled violently three times in succession under the burning of Nanming Lihuo. Although it regained its stability later, Mo Changsheng knew in his heart that the spirit stone that maintained the formation should have broken three more pieces. .

Since they started to storm the formation, similar tremors have occurred more than ten times. If you do the math, the spirit stones in the hands of the Yuan family should be almost exhausted. Thinking about it, they only need to burn a few more times with Nanming Lihuo. The mask should be broken.

The Taoist soldiers continued to attack the magic mask, while Mo Changsheng stepped aside to restore his true energy. Although Nanming Lihuo was terrifyingly powerful, the consumption of fully mobilizing it was also terrifying.

"Squeak!"

The door of the Yuan family's main house was slowly opened with an ear-piercing sound of friction, and Yuan Yihong, Yuan Yihu, and Yuan Yixiao walked out from it.

"Is it really the end of the mountain?"

Without Yuan Yihong opening his mouth, Mo Changsheng already guessed why they came out.

It was nothing more than exhaustion of spirit stones, no hope of persevering, and wanting to beg for mercy from him again.

"Mo Zhenren, you have been here for a week, do you want to continue to spend like this?"

Yuan Yihong asked slowly.

His expression was the same as before, without the despair and panic of a person at the end of the road.

(End of this chapter)