The Wuxiang Formation Sect is famous all over the world for its formation.

Each generation of first-class practitioners may not necessarily have the talent for formations, but the Supreme Elders who are proficient in formations have emerged one after another, and no faults have appeared.

"Boom"

At this moment, the power of the five elements mobilized from various places, poured into several formations, and formed several strong shields.

"Dare to stop me?"

Chen Ping hummed coldly, pressed his right palm in his sleeves and pressed hard, and a blue thunder ball jumped faintly.

"Elder Qiu, no!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen is a distinguished guest of this sect, Senior Brother Qiu stops!"

Several sounds were surprisingly consistent.

Then, several rays of different colors of escape lights shot out from Wuxiangshan's heart and stopped in front of Chen Ping.

Ke Yi, Feng Tianyu, Zuo Cangxing, Shu Mufei who had just returned, and a handsome blue-haired middle-aged man.

"you!"

In his heart, an old man in gray robe was shocked and quickly interrupted several array plates that were about to operate.

Qiu Yan, the leader of the formation peak of the old generation of Wuxiang Formation Sect, has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Before Shu Mufei made her mark, the control of dozens of formations at the sect's garrison was in his hands.

Just now, Chen Ping broke into Wuxiang Mountain with great momentum, and he, who was responsible for the warning, naturally had to fight back.

What I never expected was that several junior brothers and sisters from the sect all stopped each other.

This led to him thinking that he was the one who broke the rules.

"Several fellow Taoists are safe."

Seeing that the formation fluctuations disappeared invisible, Chen Ping's face slowly clasped his fists one by one.

Ke Yi in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was a friend he met in the archipelago.

Feng Tianyu, Shu Mufei, and Zuo Cangxing are not to mention that they are too ripe.

As for the middle-aged man with blue hair, it was Feng Tianyu's grandfather Feng Wandae.

It is said that this person had a lot of love when he was young and caused a lot of trouble for the Formation Sect.

"Let's talk about it later!"

Chen Ping stretched out his palm and stopped the attentive Feng Tianyu.

He knew exactly what this guy was thinking about.

Without the Nascent Soul energy of the monks who seized the body, the supernatural powers of the bitter spiritual roots cannot be perfected.

Of course, Feng Tianyu was impatient.

...

"Xu Daoqing can really calm down."

As he glanced at the hall on the top of the mountain, Chen Ping's expression became dark.

He made such a big noise, and the one named Xu was too embarrassed to take the airs of the God-Transformed Lord.

Turning the storage ring in his hand, he had the urge to throw away the gift.

"drive!"

As he drove Qiongqi, he flew towards the top of the mountain as if no one was around.

The Yuanying of the Formation Sect smiled bitterly and followed closely behind each step.

They believe they have a close relationship with Chen Ping.

If it is really at a strife, both sides still have room for ease of mediation.

...

"Fellow Daoist Yin?"

On the table next to a spiritual spring on the side of the mountain, a big Nascent Soul man said strangely.

Next to him was a lonely and cold man in luxurious clothes.

The Lord of Yin Kingdom, Yin Xuanye, is a famous puppet master in the sea area!

This person's natal puppet is a five-patterned spiritual pill with extraordinary combat power.

At this table, the monks sitting on are all vassals of the Formation Sect.

And Yin Xuanye is the leader among them.

In the past, Xu Daoqing also relied on him quite a lot.

What surprised the cultivators was that since Chen Ping appeared, Yin Xuanye seemed to have lost his soul, his mouth opened and closed, and his emotions were extremely nervous.

"Fellow Daoist Yin also knows that Yuan Yan Zhenjun is not a magnanimous person?"

Suddenly, a male cultivator with a sword on his back grabbed a mouthful of red monster flesh and laughed faintly.

"For the sake of the past when we resisted the Rift Valley Abyss, please help me. I would like to thank you with a hundred top-quality spirit stones."

Yin Xuanye trembled all over, as if he had found a piece of wood in the flood, begging.

"I'm sorry, I owe you a favor to fellow Daoist Chen."

Shrugged, Liang Yingzhuo said expressionlessly.

"Fellow Daoist Yin might as well give the spirit stone to me directly."

At this moment, a leisurely feeling sounded, and then a huge spiritual pressure fell down.

In another flash, the space collapsed violently, and a huge puppet roared.

"He really remembered that incident back then..."

Yin Xuanye's face changed drastically, and his hands and feet suddenly became cold.

"Fellow Daoist Liang."

He nodded slightly at Liang Yingzhuo first, and Chen Ping turned his gaze and locked on someone.

Memories go back hundreds of years ago.

At that time, he had just broken through the great Jindan monk and went to Lanyue Island with great enthusiasm, hoping to join forces with the human army to eliminate the Yin spirits.

But as soon as he left the teleportation hall, he was shrouded in a vast amount of energy.

At that time, Yin Xuanye was already a high-ranking mid-stage powerful man in the Nascent Soul stage.

After a few moves, although it was a test, he really beaten to the dusty and stuffed face.

In the end, if Liang Yingzhuo hadn't drawn his sword to help, he might have been severely injured by this person.

If only this is the case, Chen Ping's mind would not have held a grudge for so long.

Later, he entered the Rift Abyss, and the ghost clan Tuoba squad casts spells to attack him.

Old Demon Yin could help with one or two, but he secretly shot a cold arrow and retreated directly.

This revenge is not small.

Indeed, with the exchange of status, Chen Ping is not allowed to be more cruel and cruel than the old demon Yin.

However, understanding is understandable, it is absolutely impossible to eliminate grudges with a smile.

"Tuoba Qian has been killed by me."

Chen Ping condescendingly and said lightly: "Does Fellow Daoist Yin think he still lives in Hedong?"

"Senior Chen, please spare me."

Yin Xuanye's face collapsed and he bowed to apologize.

After many years of vagueness, he is still in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

But the other party is already a top half-step god.

The magical powers of the two are not on the same level at all.

"You should have heard of my deeds in the archipelago. Now you dare to visit the mountains with a swagger. Tell me, what are you planning to hold on?"

With a gentle smile, Chen Ping said with his eyes moving.

Yin Xuanye may not know that he can be comparable to the early stage of the God Transformation.

But he had no reason to kill the fifth-level peak monster and the young palace master of the ghost palace, and this person was unreasonable and unaware of it.

After all, the Yuanyan League has moved to the offshore.

With Yin Xuanye's personality, you can find out after a little inquiry.

Could it be that it is relying on Xu Daoqing's protection?
To be continued...