Take my luck yesterday?Today, I am cultivating immortals and leading my sect to fly.

After Wei Min successfully resisted Meng Shi's powerful move with one man and one sword, the atmosphere in the battle immediately changed. Bo Jia also changed from the initial casualness to seriousness, with a touch of vigilance and disgust in his eyes.

"You have such ability at such a young age. I don't know how many treasures of heaven and earth you have destroyed. But I underestimate you."

He swiped his sword sideways and mocked Meng Shi in a nonchalant way, "An old guy who has lived for hundreds of years can't even deal with this yellow-tongued kid?"

Although he was mocking, Bojia actually took it seriously. He changed his previous frivolous tactics of teasing cats and dogs and left no room for maneuver. It was obvious that he decided to fight quickly to avoid another misfortune and a reputation of incompetence. .

Ruan Li didn't have time to think carefully about the meaning of Wei Min's look. In an instant, he was at his wits' end and was being pressed by Bo Jia step by step. After he stopped deliberately withdrawing his strength, his moves became even weirder, and the wind of his sword cut through the forest. Ruan Li raised his sword to block it as it swept forward like rain. However, as it approached, the sword wind instantly turned into bloodshot threads and enveloped it like a blanket.

The Zhaoshuang Sword quickly drew a semicircle in the air, blocking it with a piece of water mist. The continuous blood threads fell on the blood mist and were burned into pieces, but some of them squirmed and broke through the barrier of water mist. Where were the blood threads? It’s obviously a ghost insect raised by Bojia!
The thin and transparent water mist was corroded in just a few seconds. Ruan Li did not hesitate and immediately switched to the Yue Burning Sword and struck again. The hot and bright sparks clung to those ferocious ghost insects with the force of a prairie fire. The ghost insect immediately burned back along the path it came from, leaving an ugly burn mark on the back of Bo Jia's hand.

Bo Jia's eyes were gloomy, he lowered his head and licked the uneven scars on his hands, feeling truly angry.

Since he became the Demon Lord, he has not been injured for hundreds of years, but he did not expect that he would fall into trouble at the hands of a yellow-haired girl.

Just as Bojia was about to take action, something suddenly went wrong on Meng Shi's side. The long knife he swung out suddenly cracked with a clang sound. At first, the cracks were only as thick as spider silk and did not even cause Meng Shi to notice. The attention spread quickly, until the entire knife was cut into pieces by cracks and fell to the ground in a mess.

Bojia's eyes were astonished, "You've been blinded——"

The unfinished sentence was choked in his throat. Bojia's expression changed as he looked at the scene in front of him, "What formation is this?"

No matter how powerful that kid is, he is only at the Shenji realm. Compared with demon kings like them, he is still a step behind. Although he won't be knocked down in one blow, he shouldn't be able to destroy Meng Shi's weapons. The problem obviously lies here. On the weird formation.

Meng Shi's tone suddenly became solemn, with a hint of suspicion, "Xuanxiang Formation, the mountain-protecting formation of Hongmeng Immortal Mountain a hundred years ago, has the power to change the world."

Before the war between immortals and demons, Hongmeng Fairy Mountain was a place of pilgrimage that all monks in the world of immortality yearned for. There were world-famous sword masters and alchemy sects there. However, thousands of people in Hongmeng died in the war, and the only disciple who survived was It was Qiao Xiangxun, the leader of the Immortal Alliance, but he was not a direct disciple of Hongmeng. It was impossible for him to know the secret of Hongmeng's mountain-protecting formation. This mysterious formation had long been lost.

Although the Xuanxiang Formation in front of him is quite crude and not as powerful as Hongmeng, Meng Shi can still be sure that this is the Xuanxiang Formation he has witnessed before, the mountain-protecting formation of Hongmeng Immortal Mountain.

Bojia was not like Meng Shi, who had followed Demon Lord Qiongming's team to the Hongmeng Immortal Mountain. He did not recognize the Xuanxiang Formation, but he had heard of the name, and he narrowed his eyes in surprise.

"interesting."

He and Meng Shi looked at each other, "This person can't be kept." Why didn't Meng Shi understand this? He had no intention of saving the life of this Immortal Alliance disciple, but the current situation was indeed a bit tricky.

He sneered, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of Bo Jia, and stepped forward with a knife, "You have time to rush me, why not get down to business first and deal with that girl."

Bojia thought, but the problem was that this Xuanxiang formation was a typical protective formation, and Ruan Li had already been placed in the protective circle. It would be more difficult for him to take action than before.

Before they came, they didn't expect that this situation would be so difficult. No wonder they were asked to come together.

The Xuanxiang formation was set up by Wei Min. He himself was the eye of the formation. He was firmly rooted with one man and one sword. He was not only the key to breaking the formation, but also the most important barrier of the formation. Yue Man and others stood behind him, struggling. The ground used the remaining spiritual power to support the formation.

Ruan Li saw Wei Min's difficulty and wanted to come over to help, but Bo Jia kept staring at her, and his moves became more urgent and fierce, trying to force her out of the Xuan Xiang formation. She was unable to do anything, and even the hands holding the sword were shaking. , every time he was hit by Bo Jia's powerful demonic energy, he always staggered back to his feet. After repeating it several times, Bo Jia stopped talking nonsense and just stared at her coldly, with a hint of irritation in his movements. meaning.

Bojia and Mengshi no longer held back, and the two even reached a tacit understanding. After finding that the Xuanxiang Formation was difficult to break, they targeted Ruan Li. However, after a few rounds, they soon discovered that Wei Min was supporting him. While Xuan Xiang formed the formation, he also used his remaining strength to protect Ruan Li. This would inevitably reveal flaws, especially since Yue Man and the other three at the rear were gradually unable to hold on.

At the moment when Xuan Xiang's formation was turbulent, Meng Shi burst into flames. The blade brushed Ruan Li's side and pointed directly at Wei Min. Ruan Li quickly drew out her sword to stop her. Yue Fen's sword followed her will and collided with the long knife, very slightly. Meng Shi's sword was knocked off the ground and missed. He glanced at Ruan Li meaningfully, as if he had expected her move. The long sword that was knocked off the side changed its direction without any pause. Aiming at Wei Min's head, he dived down!

At the same time, Nangong He's spiritual power was exhausted, and a gap appeared in the impregnable Xuan Xiang formation in an instant, but Ruan Li had no time to take action because Bo Jia's long knife had already flown in front of him.

The Xuanxiang Formation that had lasted for a quarter of an hour suddenly disintegrated spontaneously, and the heavy spiritual energy swept past like a strong wind. It seemed as if a force was exerted on Ruan Li's back in a daze. Bo Jia's long knife that was originally slashing at her suddenly confronted Meng Jia. They were aiming in the same direction - Wei Min.

The sound of the long knife piercing flesh was dull and subtle, but it sounded like thunder in Ruan Li's ears. She was stunned for a moment before she slowly raised her head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The wind was mixed with the strong smell of blood. Wei Min still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee when protecting the formation. The sword of victory over evil stood still. He lowered his head slightly, and two strands of hair were blown to his cheeks. The blood on his face stuck together, like white jade stained with blemishes.

Ruan Li wanted to reach out and wipe away the blood on his face, but suddenly she saw the two long knives that penetrated his chest. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lost the strength to raise her hands.

She was so close to Wei Min that when the two long knives were pulled out, Wei Min's warm blood splashed onto her face.

Ruan Li was shivering from the cold. (End of chapter)