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Chapter 475 The End of the Demonic Dragon
Yu Hui had a good memory, so he clearly remembered that more than half a year ago, this guy was still asking him questions about formations.

At that time, although Xu Jun had already demonstrated a level of formation that impressed him, overall, he still remained at the peak of the third level.

The peak of the third level and the fourth level, although it sounds like there is only one level difference.

However, the gap of this level is like the distance between heaven and earth.

There are countless monks in the Immortal Alliance, and countless of them are studying formations.

But most of the formation masters are only at the first or second level. Those who can become third-level formation masters can be guests of honor wherever they go.

Even among the twenty-one Taoist palaces, a third-level formation master can sit at the top position.

If one could count on one's fingers, there are less than ten true fourth-level formation masters.

This is the difference between a fourth-level formation grandmaster and a third-level formation master.

According to Yu Hui's estimation, Xu Jun is already a third-level peak formation master at such a young age. Therefore, it is very likely that he will become a fourth-level formation master in the future.

However, taking this step is definitely not something that can be achieved in just a few years.

Yu Hui calculated Xu Jun's level the last time he asked for advice, so he made an inference about Xu Jun in his mind.

If there was no one around to guide him at all times, then with Xu Jun's learning ability, it might take him another sixty years to comprehend the mysteries of the fourth-level formation.

but……

At this moment, looking at the dozens of array plates rotating and merging into one around him, an extremely absurd thought came to his mind.

This kid Xu Jun is already a fourth-level formation grandmaster!
From a distance, Xu Jun put his hands behind his back and smiled happily: "Haha, Lao Yu, do you think I have nothing to do when I am in seclusion there for more than half a year?"

Yu Hui's voice rang out slowly: "After half a year of seclusion, you can cross the threshold from the peak of the third level to the fourth level? I don't believe it..."

Although the art of formation is related to cultivation, it has more to do with comprehension.

When breaking through to a higher level formation, two conditions need to be met.

The first is naturally a sufficiently deep foundation, including knowledge of formations and the depth and breadth of what has been learned.

The second is the sudden epiphany.

Some third-level peak formation masters have been at this level for decades or even hundreds of years, and are familiar with all third-level formations.

However, they just couldn't take the path to the fourth level.

Even if there is someone giving little guidance from the side, it is still impossible.

It’s just like mathematics. If you know it, you know it. If you don’t know it, you still won’t know it even if you destroy the world.

In this respect, the art of formation is even more rigorous than mathematics.

The last contact made Yu Hui know Xu Jun's "background". In his opinion, Xu Jun might be able to touch the fate and know ten things from one thing. However, his formation foundation was still insufficient, and if he wanted to take this step, he still needed a long time of hard work.

However, this time when they met, Xu Jun brought him a huge enough surprise.

Xu Jun spread his hands and said helplessly: "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. But just tell me, is this a fourth-level formation?"

The black dragon in front of Xu Jun seemed to be hesitating about something, but finally nodded slightly.

Xu Jun pointed at his nose and asked, "So, who threw out this fourth-level formation?"

The dragon's body trembled slightly, as if it wanted to say something, but it finally returned to calm.

Xu Jun naturally understood that Yu Hui was trying to say that the person who threw out the array disc was not the same as the person who refined it. So, until now, he was still doubting whether Xu Jun had refined the array disc himself.

Xu Jun was silent for a while, but he didn't blame his old friend for being surprised.

In fact, if it weren't for the help of "himself" in another world, perhaps he would really need to accumulate for sixty years before he could reach the level of a fourth-level formation grandmaster.

Don’t think that this amount of time is a lot. In fact, for a formation master, if he can retreat for sixty years and have the hope of advancement, I’m afraid that all the third-level formation masters in the Immortal Alliance will not miss this opportunity.

Xu Jun thought for a moment and said, "Watch this."

After saying this, he lightly swiped his fingers across the void, and then the array plates began to undergo miraculous changes.

These array plates were placed here and there, seemingly in a mess and without any rules. However, Yu Hui knew that the placement of these array plates was very particular, and when Xu Jun arranged the array, he did not strictly follow the original array diagram of the array plates, but occasionally made some small "mistakes" when placing them.

Compared with the original formation diagram, this could perhaps be considered a mistake.

However, in Yu Hui's eyes, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Because he saw clearly that Xu Jun's formation was no longer eclectic. These small adjustments were actually fine-tuning according to local conditions.

After fine-tuning, the power of this fourth-order formation has already exceeded the original limit of the formation, and has been slightly improved.

This shows what?
This shows that Xu Jun did not make a rigid arrangement according to a set procedure, but was truly able to make various changes and use the tactics flexibly.

If Yu Hui was a little skeptical at the beginning, he now completely believes it.

Xu Jun had indeed completed the promotion to the fourth-level formation grandmaster, and had also achieved certain accomplishments, taking a big step forward on the road to the fourth level.

Although Yu Hui kept shouting in his heart, how could this be possible.

But the facts were right in front of him and he had nothing to say.

Thinking back to the past, when he was promoted to the fourth-rank formation grandmaster, and how much suffering he had endured, Yu Hui felt a little distraught at this moment.

It turned out that Xu Jun was not only unrivaled in the world in swordsmanship, but his talent in the hundreds of arts of cultivation was not inferior to his own.

With a long sigh, the two dragons began to move.

The two magic dragons swayed and turned several circles in the air, and then walked out of the encirclement of the formation.

The smile on Xu Jun's face froze, and he shouted angrily: "Old Fish, what are you doing?"

Yu Hui's voice came slowly: "Oh, I just want to tell you that I can still suppress you in the art of formation."

Xu Jun's face turned a little dark.

He had been promoted to the fourth-rank formation grandmaster, and originally wanted to show off in front of Yu Hui.

Unexpectedly, although this guy was a little surprised at first, he quickly calmed down, and at this moment he showed an even more profound and powerful level of formation.

This is the formation plate of the fourth-order formation.

But the two magic dragons walked out unscathed. More importantly, during this process, although Xu Jun had changed the formation many times, he still failed to bring any pressure to the two magic dragons.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, the other party was always dismissive.

Xu Jun gritted his teeth and secretly complained in his heart.

How high has this guy reached in the art of formation? He must be at least a fifth-level formation master.

Fifth level!
There has been no shortage of fifth-level formation masters in the history of the Immortal Alliance.

However, even with the Immortal Alliance's background, they could not say that every generation could train a fifth-level formation master. In the past 20,000 years, the gap in fifth-level formation masters was not half, but at least one-third.

And now, even if we count all the immortal alliances, including those true ancestors, there is not a single fifth-level formation master in the immortal alliance.

Xu Jun licked his lips and felt his heart beating like thunder.

It looks like this sheep's wool has great potential!
However, Xu Jun will not give him a good face now.

"Old Fish, the time is up, do you still want to escape?"

The two dragons hesitated outside the formation for a while before Yu Hui's voice slowly rang out: "Who said I can escape?"

He could indeed continue to control the magic dragon to block the attack, but during this period of time, Yuhui could also sense the changes in the reclamation army.

The atmosphere of the entire legion was becoming more and more depressing. Based on Yu Hui's understanding of the Immortal Alliance, if the atmosphere became depressing to a certain extent, Duan Yuhua would definitely resign.

And the newly appointed commander will definitely call upon the fourth-level Nascent Soul to take action.

It is not in his interest for a fight for the Nascent Soul to occur at this time.

If anything unexpected happened, all his hard work over the years would be wasted.

Therefore, under his control, the two magic dragons that had just escaped the limits of the formation suddenly twisted their bodies again and actively swam towards the inside of the formation.

In other words, Xu Jun was the only one here. If others saw him, they would definitely think he was blind.

Xu Jun laughed, and looking at the two dragons that had returned obediently, his face turned serious, and he shouted, "Evildoers, why don't you surrender yourself?"

Before he finished speaking, a dense mass of sword energy appeared in the sky.

shhhhhh!
In an instant, endless sword energy fell like rain.

The two dragons raised their heads together and let out a deafening roar.

Xu Jun blinked twice. He couldn't help but admire Yu Hui. This guy really put on a good show.

If one only listened to the cry, even he himself would believe that these two dragons were at their wits' end.

In fact, as long as these two magic dragons do not take the initiative to leave the formation, they will have no choice but to die of exhaustion under the repeated attacks of Xu Jun's Ten Thousand Swords Formation.

Far behind, Duan Yuhua and others stopped.

They listened attentively, and gradually their faces showed joy.

"Congratulations, General Duan." A Jindan shouted in joy, "The demon dragon's voice was extremely miserable. I'm afraid it's really dying."

The other person also nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Daozi has fought with those two demon dragons dozens of times, but the cries of those two demon dragons have never been so panicked."

Duan Yuhua didn't want to come here in person, but after waiting in the base camp for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back and came here in person.

Because he knew that this was his last chance.

If Xu Jun is still unable to defeat the two evil dragons this time, then he will definitely lose his position as commander.

At that time, the new commander will definitely apply for an escalation of the war and let Yuanying Zhenjun go directly.

Of course, doing so would disrupt the layout of Haodang Zhenzun, causing this top leader of the Immortal Alliance to lose face and even cause strategic losses.

If this is true, then his future as a commander will be over.

Even his family would withdraw their support for him and leave him to fend for himself.

Therefore, since his future in this life is related to this, Duan Yuhua's arrival at this moment already shows that he is very shrewd.

However, when he came here and heard the familiar yet unfamiliar cries of the two dragons, his eyes were shining.

It was familiar, of course, because this voice was like a nightmare, haunting him and making him hate it to the core.

The strange thing about it was that there were too many things revealed in this voice, and it made him feel very excited.

"General Duan, should we rush over?" A Jindan whispered, "Do you want to lend a hand? What if we let them escape again?"

"No." Taoist Priest Feiyang said sternly, "If we go over and intervene now, we will definitely offend Ziran Daozi."

Duan Yuhua's heart moved slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he said decisively: "Let's go over, but don't get too close, and don't interfere with the battle between Daozi and the Demon Dragon."

Everyone immediately understood what he meant. Of course it was not convenient for them to intervene, but it should not be a problem to set up an interception formation or something at a long distance.

If Daozi can kill it, everything will be fine.

If you accidentally let them escape, you might be able to pick them up with their interception.

The crowd dispersed and approached cautiously.

They are all Jindan cultivators, and they are fully prepared for this trip, with all kinds of runes and formation plates.

Soon, they approached the battle group, but when they saw the battle group in the air, everyone's faces changed.

"Fourth-level... formation?" Taoist Feiyang exclaimed in disbelief.

The shock in everyone's eyes was no less than his.

They all saw clearly that the reason why the two dragons were bullied by the sword formation of the Taoist of Nature but still did not escape was because they were trapped in a formation.

This formation was composed of formation plates, and when it was in operation, it was extremely mysterious, as if it was omnipresent and omnipotent, and it actually blocked all the paths of the two magic dragons.

They only looked at it for a moment and immediately understood that the formation formed by this array plate was actually a genuine fourth-order formation.

But come to think of it, I'm afraid only a fourth-level formation can trap these two damn dragons.

But, the Taoist of Nature is actually super-controlling the fourth-order formation?

Damn it, when did he become a fourth-level formation grandmaster?

“Boom boom boom…Ah!”

Inside the formation, the black dragon let out a shrill scream: "Humans, we, the dragon race, will never be servants."

"boom……"

After a loud bang, the huge body of the black dragon suddenly exploded and turned into blood mist, filling the entire void.

"boom……"

There was another loud bang, and the gray dragon's body exploded, turning into a bloody rain.

Everyone looked at each other and sighed.

Unexpectedly, these two evil dragons have such bloodiness.

However, the calamity of the evil dragon finally came to an end.

(End of this chapter)