Xianhong Road

Chapter 788 Tianlan Immortal Formation
The mana and supernatural powers of the old fairy Bai Yu amazed everyone on the field. With an ordinary whisk, he was undefeated against Zhendong Hou who possessed the most precious dragon weapon [Panlong Ring].

What's more, this Marquis of Zhendong has the noble blood of the descendants of Xianqin, and his strength itself surpasses that of ordinary princes, and ordinary powerful people are not his opponents at all.

"Hehe, Zhendonghou, as long as you can't defeat the poor Tao today, it will not be so easy to annihilate the 'Immortal Dao Sect' that I have passed down for countless years."

With the light whisk in Bai Yu's hand, a complicated eight trigrams Tai Chi diagram was formed in the void, and the blue and white rays of light lingered like water swirls, dispelling the terrifying dragon energy.

When the two peak powerhouses were duel, the army of millions of monks below did not completely let go of their hands and feet.

Feng Qinghou sat in the rear, commanding the various armies in an orderly manner, and increasing the offensive little by little.

From the initial attack of tens of thousands of monks to the subsequent fierce battle of 10,000+ monks, Feng Qinghou became more proficient in commanding the princes from all walks of life, and at the same time had a more accurate analysis of the strength of 'Lingding Xianfeng'.

Except for Fengqinghou and Tianlinhou, the other three princes in charge of the battle couldn't bear it anymore.

In their eyes, the battles of these ordinary monks are simply boring.If you let yourself and others join the battle, maybe you can capture the "Xiangding Xianfeng" immediately.

"Immortal Dao Sect is not that simple. Besides, the millions of troops are all from the princes, and there is no coordinated drill in advance. If I want to command one person at the same time, it will take a process. If the millions of troops attack blindly, the chaos is out of control, or they are killed. If the Immortal Dao Sect kills us, our years of planning will also come to naught."

Feng Qinghou remained calm and unmoved.

Tian Linhou also discovered that as time went by, Feng Qinghou's command became more and more satisfactory. When she commanded an army of 30 as she wished, she had already forced the monks on the "Lingding Fairy Peak" to retreat steadily. The waiting party immediately gained momentum.

"With an army of one million, you only need to command 50 as you wish, and you can destroy the 'Immortal Dao Sect'. This Marquis does not want uncontrolled chaos to appear."

In Feng Qinghou's pretty eyes, there was a trace of confidence and composure.

The other three princes heard the words, although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, they had to admit Feng Qinghou's ability.

After all, to wipe out nearly a million of the most elite disciples of Daqin in the entire Immortal Dao Sect, it is not enough to rely on a few princes.

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"Wushuang, when will you recover?"

Holding the broken sword in his hand, Yang Fan whispered.

Wushuang's situation is beyond his medical skills.He can save the opponent's life, but if he wants to restore it to its original shape, it is somewhat difficult.

"At least a few decades..."

Wushuang's weak sigh came.

"Now the 'Immortal Dao Sect' where I am stationed has encountered an unprecedented catastrophe. With my own strength alone, I am afraid that even a prince can't deal with it..."

"You mean...need to use my strength?"

"Yes, that's all." Yang Fan nodded.

"Although this will greatly slow down the time for me to recover my original shape, and even weaken my 'spiritual body of swordsmanship', you have saved my life before. This time, I have the right to return your favor."

Wushuang's voice was a little weak.

"It's a pity that neither of us will be able to return to our peak in a short period of time. Even if we join forces with you, we won't be able to kill the 'Wang Hou' unless we use that trick."

Yang Fan sighed slightly.

"How did you know that I was in danger, and came to save my life in time?" Wushuang raised his own question.

Yang Fan recounted his guess and feeling.

"Wu Zun?" Wu Shuang's voice was cold: "No wonder after the 'Heavenly Killing Pavilion' became a sky-level killer, there is always a very uncomfortable feeling."

"I sensed the existence of 'Wizun', but I couldn't hurt him who is far away. Maybe after I am promoted to the middle stage of Huanya, I can join hands with you and have some confidence."

Yang Fan put forward his own ideas.

"We must kill this person, even if we pay a high price!!" Wu Shuang's killing intent was even stronger than Yang Fan's.

What he possesses is only the purest power, and it is impossible to predict the existence of the power system beyond. In comparison, Yang Fan is stronger against Wu Zun.

The eighth level of Lingding Xianfeng has not been attacked for the time being, and has become a vacuum.

Seeing this, many injured monks were carried up to rescue them.

Imagine a battle involving hundreds of thousands of monks, how many hundreds of thousands of disciples would be injured?

"Huh? By the way..."

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, he stood up, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

A moment later, a piece of soft greenery descended on the entire eighth peak.

Not only that, under the eighth layer of soil, there is also an earth-colored light wave, repairing and strengthening the physique of these injured monks.

"My injury recovered so quickly!!"

Soon in the eighth peak, those injured monks said in great surprise.

During this process, Yang Fan felt that his vitality recovery speed had accelerated a lot.

"Huixin, you contact the elders of the sect, and all the wounded come here, even if they still have half a breath of life."

Yang Fan hurriedly said to his sister.

"Yes, I'll go right away." Yang Hui said happily: "I didn't expect Brother Yang to have such great power."

After a while, more monks rushed to the eighth peak.

Yang Fan crossed his legs and closed his eyes, and operated the Immortal Hong Jue, so that the entire eighth-fold peak was lingering in the hazy and soft greenery, and the light waves swaying on the soil layer also helped to heal and strengthen the body.

Generally, a monk who has been severely injured, as long as he stays in the eighth peak for a while, he will immediately be full of energy and energy, and his body's defense will be greatly increased, and he will go out to fight immediately.

In this way, the casualties of Xiandaozong were almost reduced by half, and the battle endurance was increased several times.

Especially those monks who were injured or on the verge of death, after recovering and rejoining the battle, their strength was even more terrifying.

"Thanks to Elder Yang."

Fairy Sapphire, who was on the eighth level, lost the arrogance and surprise in her eyes, replaced by respect and gratitude to Yang Fan.

A miracle doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded is respected no matter where he is.

What's more, Yang Fan is saving countless lives every moment, which also adds hope to the survival of the Immortal Dao Sect.

"Elder Lan Yu, you go to assist the other peaks, and leave this to me."

Yang Fan said lightly.

"But—" Fairy Sapphire was just about to speak when a sonorous voice came from the Ninth Peak: "Elder Yang, what you have done today may save the entire 'Immortal Dao Sect'. Elder Sapphire, No matter what, you have to stay on the eighth peak, protect Yaoshi Yang, and protect him."

On the Ninth Peak, a majestic man with three swords on his back, with sharp eyes, can control the dynamics of the entire Lingding Xianfeng at any time.

"Yes, Elder Law Enforcement." Fairy Lan Yu immediately agreed, her eyes were firm, and she floated to Yang Fan's side, never leaving her.

"This person is..."

Yang Fan noticed the man carrying three swords on the ninth floor.

Yang Huixin hurriedly transmitted his spiritual thoughts and said: "He is the most talented elder of the Immortal Dao Sect, and also a master of swordsmanship. Everyone calls him 'Elder of the Three Swords'. I heard that he once beheaded three swordsmen in one go. The great cultivator of Huashen is known as the No. 1 under the realm of Shenxu in the Great Qin Dynasty. It is a pity that the sword formula he practiced is extremely obscure. It is said that it is a technique of the immortal family. It is ten times more difficult than ordinary monks to advance to the realm of Shenxu. The Great Elder said that it would be difficult for him to advance to the realm of Shenxu in this life, unless he changed to other exercises, but he insisted on going his own way and never gave up."

"Elder Three Swords?" Yang Fan also paid attention to this person, and at the same time, he felt the slight tremor of the broken sword in his hand, and seemed to be a little moved.

The person who can make Wushuang generate fighting spirit must be extraordinary in strength.

At this moment, the duel between the two peak powerhouses in the sky also changed.

"Hahaha... Old Daoist Bai Yu, if you think that the strength of this Marquis and the power of the Supreme Treasure Dragon Artifact are just that, then you are totally wrong."

Zhendong Hou suddenly drifted back for a certain distance, exuding a special aura, a purple-blue dragon pattern attached to his body surface, which greatly increased his physique and cultivation base, and a special dragon aura fused with the most precious dragon weapon , with a radius of thousands of miles.

What's even more frightening is that his vast power of distraction breaks through the shackles of the ten thousand miles of void, breaking through to twelve thousand miles... thirteen thousand miles... fifteen thousand miles! !
The spiritual power is half stronger than that of ordinary princes.

no hoo~~~
Zhendonghou pierced through the air with his palm, and the purple-blue dragon-like aura that spread its teeth and danced its claws turned into a river of swords.

The old fairy Bai Yu's complexion changed suddenly, his figure drifted back and forth again and again, and he immediately fell into a disadvantage, no longer as calm as before.

"This is the power of Xianqin's inherited bloodline... Looking at Daqin, apart from the Marquis Wu family, there is no other bloodline that can increase the combat effectiveness so much."

With Zhendong Hou gaining the upper hand, the fighting spirit of several princes increased greatly.

An elusive dragon energy projected from the sky and the earth boosted the morale of the monks on the east side of Zhendong, and even strengthened their fighting spirit invisibly. All kinds of favorable factors moved closer to the side of Zhendonghou.

"Not good!!" Yang Fan exclaimed, he didn't expect the luck power of [Zhi Baolong Tool], and such a large-scale invisible boosting effect.

In an instant, the battle turned out to be one-sided, only because Zhendonghou reversed the situation by himself with the help of the [Supreme Dragon Weapon].

"Launch a general attack!!!"

With Feng Qinghou's order, the hundreds of thousands of troops turned into countless ray phantoms, flooding the entire void.

And she herself left only 30 troops to guard the rear.

With the blessing of the most treasured dragon weapon, Zhendonghou was so powerful that he quickly reached the "Piercing Peak".

"All the monks retreated to the 'Lingding Xianfeng' and opened the 'Tianlan Immortal Formation'—"

The voice of the elder of the ninth level Three Swords shook the sky.

The next moment, I saw a layer of seven-color light flowing from the entire Lingding Xianfeng, and the rays of light shot straight into the sky.

"Launch a killing array!!!"

When Elder Three Swords issued an order, tens of thousands of prohibitions were activated, and countless thunderbolts gathered and roared down, blasting tens of thousands of monks approaching the fairy formation into scorched black powder.

"That's the legendary...'Tianlan Immortal Formation'!!"

Tianlinhou exclaimed.

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