Longevity begins with alchemy master

Luo Chen had to enter the battle formation out of necessity and necessity.

If he wanted to prevent the strong men from the Hanging Temple from disturbing Xuan Du's breakthrough, he had to hold these people back.

With the power of one person, thirty-six monks were mobilized!
As soon as he entered the battle, Luo Chen swung his sword, sending out tricky sword lights.

The sword lights were sharp, not only with tricky angles but also with majestic momentum. However, every sword strike was like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving no trace.

Luo Chen was not surprised by this, but instead looked like he had expected it.

"really!"

"Before, an ordinary person was able to block my full-strength sword. It was not an illusion."

"Under the guidance of this Arhat formation, the thirty-six people seem to be scattered in four directions, but in fact they are united as one. If one prospers, all prosper; if one suffers, all suffer. Every move of each person can be regarded as the sum of the thirty-six people's skills."

"if it is like this……"

Luo Chen opened his eyes wide, and his eyeballs moved at an extremely fast speed, frantically searching for potential flaws.

Suddenly!
The white figure moved suddenly and attacked the northeast corner with the force of thunder.

The speed is so fast that it is difficult to catch.

However, the next moment, there was a deafening sound of metal clashing.

A heavy sword blocked the Yuan Tu sword.

He is the chief of the Vinaya Institute!

Luo Chen smiled slightly, pulled back, and attacked other places.

The head of the Discipline Institute took a look at the sword in his hand, which had a deep sword mark on it.

"What a magic sword!"

He was half-praise and half-anger in his heart, and he did not agree with Luo Chen's temptation.

Is it so easy to break the surface with a point?
as predicted!

Next, no matter how ethereal and illusory Luo Chen's movements were, or how agile he was like a dragon, every time he attacked, there would be a great cultivator-level leader of the Eight Academies who would walk through the formation and personally block it.

Among the eight academies, except for the Prajna Hall and the Dharma Hall who were in charge, the other six academies personally integrated into the formation.

It seems that Luo Chen is using a point to break the surface, but in fact, every time he is confronting the strongest point head-on.

Moreover, this point not only possesses the strength of a great cultivator, but can also quickly gather the power of the Thirty-Six Arhats Formation.

How difficult would it be for Luo Chen to break it?

King Brahma, who was watching the battle outside, saw this scene and shook his head with regret.

"Luo Chen is strong, but he is too conceited after all."

At the entrance, those Yuanying age monsters who followed in closely had to suppress all the thoughts in their hearts after seeing the power of the Arhat Formation.

In the face of such a top-level formation, they simply couldn't take advantage of the situation and seek benefits.

However, he was quite shocked that Luo Chen was not suppressed in the formation and instead attacked frequently.

"That's Danzong Luo Chen?"

"I believe that my magic power is strong enough, but facing this kind of formation involving dozens of Nascent Souls, I will definitely be trapped in a quagmire. But Luo Chen actually doesn't seem to be suppressed at all?"

"What's the Dan Sect? Didn't you hear the monks at the Hanging Temple call it Mara?"

"Mara? Is it Luo Chen who has fallen into the devil's way, or is it the great demon who took his life, destroyed his law, and disrupted his merits and virtues?"

“Maybe it’s both!”

"It's a pity that a great master of the magic world is being suppressed before he can even show his magic power."

No one was optimistic about Luo Chen, even though on the surface Luo Chen had not yet fallen into a serious disadvantage.

There are reasons for their judgment.

Once Luo Chen entered the Arhat formation, he could not leave.

However, this formation has not yet been fully operational, and its power has not yet reached its limit. Even the two heads of the eight academies have not yet participated in it.

At this moment, the white-faced monk who was the head of the Prajna Hall glanced at the situation in the formation with an extremely calm expression.

"He can't make any waves. Brother Huineng, prepare to join me in dealing with Xuan Du!"

The head of Dharma Academy nodded.

The two of them are both the support and the main force against Master Xuan Du.

Although Luo Chen's appearance was somewhat unexpected, it was also within the controllable range.

However, the next moment, the white-faced monk's expression changed.

Something unexpected happened in the formation!
Luo Chen, who was attacking the abbot of Arhat Hall, suddenly turned into sparks and appeared on the other side, stabbing the abbot of Xinchan Temple with a sword.

When the two met, Luo Chen's steps were strange and suddenly changed. He appeared in front of a monk whose strength was about the early Nascent Soul stage, and slapped him with a powerful palm.

Such continuous changes of body shape were so sudden that it was hard to react.

If he were to succeed, the Thirty-Six Arhats formation would be broken in an instant.

A figure suddenly stood in front of Luo Chen and pushed him forward with one palm.

boom!
The two palms collided, stirring up a boundless gust of wind that forced Luo Chen back.

The head of the Dharma Academy personally entered the formation!

The half-open monk's robe rustled, and his retracted right hand shone like gold.

laugh!laugh!laugh!
In the void, three afterimages gradually dissipated and finally merged into Luo Chen's real body.

He held the long sword upside down in his left hand and pressed his right hand into the air, suppressing the fierce palm wind.

He looked up at the broad-faced, big-eared monk and the other white-faced monk, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"If I don't try my best, your formation won't be able to trap me!"

The head of the Prajna Hall looked a little gloomy.

He didn't expect that Luo Chen's attainments in formations were so outstanding, and his combat experience was so excellent.

The Arhat formation, which originally had no flaws, suddenly had flaws after his three consecutive attacks.

The head of the Dharma Academy said, "The formation is dead, but the people are alive. He relied on feinting to force the power of the formation to shift constantly, and during this shifting process, there was a flaw. The heads of the six academies alone would not have had time to react."

When Luo Chen, who was hanging in the air, heard this, he couldn't help but look up to the old monk from Damo Temple.

He had indeed done so before.

The power of the formation is concentrated at one point, which is indeed the biggest advantage of the Arhat Formation, but it is also its biggest flaw.

As long as his attack is strong enough and fast enough, he will force the formation to continuously transfer power according to his movements.

In this way, there will be many loopholes!
Of course, that’s not the case anymore.

As the remaining two heads of the academies entered the formation, the operation became smoother, and it became much more difficult to create an opportunity like the one just now.

"So, are you still going to hold back?" Luo Chen asked with a smile, as if they were friends reminiscing about the past.

But in the eyes of others, his face was full of arrogance and pride.

It seemed as if it would be an insult for the monks of the Hanging Temple not to do their best to deal with him.

The white-faced monk pinched the rosary in his hand and said in a cold voice: "This demon is stubborn and difficult to convert. Let's destroy it and stop Xuandu!"

As he spoke, he and the head of the Dharma Academy completely merged into the formation.

The formation of thirty-six arhats also gradually changed.

The flow is as smooth as flowing water.

When it is stagnant, it is as heavy as a mountain.

The spiritual pressure that was connected to each other was like a huge millstone, crushing everything inside into powder.

Luo Chen was deep inside, and his originally extremely high movement speed was suddenly greatly suppressed, and even the fire escape technique was difficult to perform.

His smile gradually faded and he looked around calmly.

Is this the real Thirty-Six Arhats Formation?

The power is still continuing to rise!
Suddenly!
A man wearing a kapok robe suddenly appeared and raised his Zen staff to hit Luo Chen.

Luo Chen swung his sword backhandedly, and with just a little force, he knocked away the Zen staff.

"The head monk of Xinchan Temple?"

The sword energy above was flying across the sky, as if it was going to split the mountains and break the rocks.

Luo Chen raised his hand and knocked the familiar sword away with his bare palm.

"The head of the Arhat Hall!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder, and then endless Buddhist mantras evolved.

"Om! Mani! Padme! Hum!"

Amid the Buddhist chanting, people in the world feel as if they have fallen into the hell of the mortal world.

But the strange thing was that Luo Chen, standing in the middle of it, seemed unaffected. Instead, his eyes shone brightly, creating a mirage.

A Buddha's head fell and a fairy took off her clothes.

Wine, meat, music, and sex are the desires of all living beings.

Using the illusion of spiritual eyes to fight against the illusion of truth is the most extreme and dangerous collision. If you are not careful, you will sink into it.

And the result came out in a flash.

An old monk with a compassionate look on his face, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and a look of confusion in his eyes, retreated into the formation.

"His spiritual foundation is too powerful to be affected!"

Under the protection of the "Prison-Suppressing" soul technique, Luo Chen was not affected too much. But just as he came out of the illusion of mantra, a huge palm print attacked him from behind.

Luo Chen didn't have time to react, so he thrust out a sword with his backhand. Ding!
The killing move of the head of the Prajna Hall was broken, and a burst of anger appeared on his fair face.

"The wrathful aspect is deep, the Vajra Prajna!"

Another palm strike, with added power.

Luo Chen also pushed out with his palm, but this time he failed to block it.

boom!
When the two palms collided, Luo Chen flew backwards.

In the formation, attacks continued, and all kinds of spells and magic weapons kept coming towards him.

The entire figure was immersed in the boundless ocean of Buddhist energy.

Outside the formation, everyone was watching this scene with awe in their hearts.

They were surprised that Luo Chen's sudden attack almost broke the Arhat Formation, which had been famous throughout the ages.

How could a single person be so powerful?
But the Arhat formation that completed the Eight Academies' Chief Seats also shocked them.

The attacks were ever-changing and dizzying, and as they continued to operate, their power was madly increasing.

Is there really a Nascent Soul cultivator in the world who can contend against this peerless formation?

"Luo Chen is in danger!" A group of Yuanying-stage old monsters at the entrance came to an answer after discussion.

Lord Brahma originally agreed with this statement, but when he thought about the scene when he first met the other party, he was a little uncertain.

Especially when your eyes fall on the bamboo sea, it is even more difficult to make a conclusion.

"The outcome of the victory or defeat is still known."

The Dhāva standing by was puzzled, but she soon thought of the stunning scene at the beginning, and a look of doubt and surprise appeared on her pretty face.

"Can that move counter the Arhat formation?"

As if to confirm their guess.

After suffering a series of injuries, Luo Chen in the formation no longer hid his methods.

With a long roar, the thousand-foot-tall true body rose from the ground.

Three heads are ferocious, with white face, red head and angry yaksha.

The six arms are strange and mysterious, stirring up the wind and clouds and disrupting the formation.

Moreover, unlike the initial empty arms, this time the six hands were holding several magical weapons.

He holds a sword in one hand and a stick in both hands, with two golden feathers on each arm.

Only one hand is free.

Seeing this scene, all the monks in the Hanging Temple were shocked.

Three heads and six arms are the magical powers of Buddhism!
"Brother Xuandu, the Dharma is not passed on to the six ears. How can such a magical power be taught so easily?"

The head of the Prajna Hall saw through the nature of Luo Chen's transformation technique almost at the first glance. He questioned loudly but received no response.

He became even angrier!
"Monks, follow me to defeat the demon!"

In the formation, deep red shackles evolved and dropped from the sky, smashing towards Luo Chen's thousand-foot-tall real body.

In response to this, Luo Chen was not afraid and pointed a finger at the purple palace on his chest.

Wow!
Wow!
Red chains burst out from his body, rolled back into the air, and knocked the shackles away.

After moving his hands and feet a little, Luo Chen looked in all directions with three pairs of eyes, revealing a ferocious look.

"Now, it's my turn!"

Yuan Tu's sword swung like rain.

The Hun Tian Stick can turn rivers and seas upside down.

Two deadly golden feathers pierced continuously, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

As he performed these operations at the same time, the entire formation was moved by him.

It was as if there was a huge whirlpool in the boundless ocean, and the ocean moved with it, with waves covering the sky and the earth.

Such a scene really shocked the powerful onlookers.

If previously it was a peerless formation that surrounded and killed the tiny Luo Chen, now it was a thousand-foot-tall giant that was confronting the formation head-on.

Luo Chen, who had been at a disadvantage, regained the upper hand.

Of course, the Hanging Temple's sect-guarding formation, which has been famous for thousands of years, is not just a name.

Although Luo Chen forced him into danger, the formation was still running and becoming stronger and stronger.

Every attack he launched caused a lot of damage to Luo Chen's huge body, which was difficult to dodge.

Especially the ugly Yaksha, with demonic energy rolling around his body. Every time he suffered an attack containing Buddha's power, he would become much weaker.

Buddha and the devil restrain each other.

When Buddha is born, demons disappear; when demons grow, Buddha disappears.

The only difference between them is the strong and the weak.

Unfortunately, Luo Chen's magic power is too scarce, and only a part of it is transformed from the Yuantu Sword.

In the constant stalemate, they were gradually suppressed by the large formation and even became the focus of attack.

Luo Chen also reacted quickly.

"This body still has flaws!"

As soon as he thought of this, the Yuantu Sword in Luo Chen's hand became even more angry, and he swung it out with vigorous sword light without caring about his life.

And the empty arm also began to make hand gestures and seals with one hand.

In the void, the ocean of vitality that was brought by Master Xuan Du was actually attracted and sent down a vast vitality of heaven and earth.

Luo Chen pointed out.

Magical power——the Dow of Withering and Prospering!
The air was filled with green light and deathly energy.

With this finger, the Arhat Formation, which had been running smoothly, became jerky and stiff, not as agile as before.

Some of the monks even had wrinkled faces and white hair.

Faced with this situation, an old monk stepped forward and also pointed out the problem.

"Amitabha!"

The deadly and gloomy death energy, under his finger, rolled back and sprinkled on Luo Chen, causing his body to wilt.

But in a flash, under the flow of source power, the body recovered to its original state.

Luo Chen took a deep look at the old monk from the Dharma Temple and already had an idea in his mind.

There are also people in Buddhism who are good at the art of withering and flourishing!
Another nun from the Medicine King Monastery sprinkled the willow branches in her hands gently. Under the rain and dew, the monks who were previously affected by Luo Chen's withering and flourishing Dao began to recover quickly.

Once this formation is put into operation, there will be no flaws!
No matter what Luo Chen does, the other party always finds a way to solve it.

After all, it still tastes a bit off.

Luo Chen knew very well that in order to break the formation, he must possess overwhelming power.

And there was only one thing on him.

"Come out!"

Luo Chen let out a long roar towards the sky, and a towering green fire tree stretched out, its branches spreading in all directions, as if it was about to sink into the void.

Fifth level divine fire!

Faced with this move, the monks in the Arhat formation were quite surprised, but they were not panicked.

All thirty-six people opened their mouths and vomited.

The relic's true fire spread vigorously, and in an instant it tangled into a stream and rushed towards the green fire tree.

When the two collided, ripples filled the void, as if to burn everything.

Luo Chen was also surprised, but then he thought, how could such a large formation used to deal with the powerful gods of transformation not have means to deal with the true fire of the powerful gods of transformation?

His eyes flickered and he saw the confrontation trend between the two flames.

The withered and flourishing divine fire has the upper hand!

After all, the quality is higher.

But this advantage is not great.

The amount of relic fire is really too much.

As time goes by, the east wind prevails over the west wind.

After all, Luo Chen was fighting against thirty-six monks with his own magical power, and the opponents also had the support of formations.

"Can the Holy Flame of Nirvana break the impasse?"

Just as Luo Chen's mind was turning, his eyes suddenly focused.

Where the void ripples are rising and falling, a white fist emerges.

boom!
A punch was thrown out, and a flaw suddenly appeared in the already rigid formation.

Luo Chen found a good opportunity and slashed out with the Yuan Tu Sword.

The mighty sword light rushed forward like a galaxy, following the flaws and cutting a bloody path.

boom!
As the void shook, the Arhat formation was broken!

Dozens of figures flew around in a panic, scattering in all directions.

The head of the Eighth Court was both shocked and angry, and looked up.

A tall figure walked out of the void and slowly landed on the shoulders of the thousand-foot giant. (End of this chapter)