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Chapter 470 They are all waiting, do you dare to come (4K8)(1/3)

"Seems pretty good?"

Shen Yi released his palm and dispersed the strange gray-white armor.

The surrounding formation quickly gathered back and landed at the heart again.

He was initially reluctant to further his studies in formations.

After all, in most of the situations he encounters now, no one can help him buy time so that he can set up a large formation with peace of mind.

It's just a matter of learning some basic formations to prepare for emergencies. Shen Yi feels that the cost-effectiveness of such a spiritual formation, which consumes terrifying lifespan, is a bit low.

But the situation is obviously different now.

This Guixu Immortal Armor Formation is actually engraved on the body and can be activated at any time. The former sect master of Nanyang took it out, and it is indeed the most suitable thing for close combat.

And I felt the effect a little bit.

At least not weaker than Tianyan 49.

"call."

Shen Yi adjusted her breathing and looked at the remaining demon Shouyuan.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 427,000 years]

The biggest difference between the Guixu Immortal Armor Formation and Tianyan Four-Nine is that, without Xuan Qing’s insights, Tianyan Four-Nine made no progress at all by just relying on his own deductions, and almost forced all the demonic thoughts to collapse. disappear.

But the Guixu Immortal Armor Formation... is just slow.

If there is progress, it means it can be pushed!

Before Shen Yi even started to mobilize the demon Shou Yuan, she already felt a sense of nausea.

If he remembered correctly, he had only deduced this kind of brain-requiring technique for tens of thousands of years at most, such as Lihuo Burning Heart Palm, but it was a bit insignificant in front of the real Void Returning Spiritual Technique. A big witch.

He returned to the mountain peak again.

Sit cross-legged again.

The vast demon Shouyuan poured into the spiritual formation crazily.

[In the first year, you once again tried to contact the more vast parts of this spiritual formation. The insights of your predecessors that originally supported your practice are no longer of use at this moment. You began to recall the formation diagrams that you had memorized for tens of thousands of years, trying to Find patterns and draw parallels from those boring years]

As the demon's lifespan passes.

The ink shirt was silent, and the handsome features on the young man's fair face gradually became ferocious.

Sweat poured down like rain, and his whole body was wet in an instant.

When his expression returned to calm, those clear eyes were quickly occupied by confusion, and the whole person looked a little crazy.

He is not talented enough, but he has to practice spiritual methods forcefully.

This is an act that would be ridiculed in the Immortal Sect.

All living beings in the world have their own paths. If you force yourself to embark on a path that does not belong to you, you will only fall to pieces, and there is no chance of success.

Unless...you have far more time than ordinary people.

Day and night alternate.

The panel had already stopped deducing.

There was still no luster in Shen Yi's eyes, as if they had turned into a statue.

With fingertips trembling slightly.

He stood up unsteadily, and then fell to the ground without any strength, retching like crazy, as if he wanted to vomit out all Dao Ying's internal organs.

Even if all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures are added to the cultivators who have returned to the void, their lifespan will only be 50,000 years.

Spending a lifetime studying one method can be considered a rare and stubborn person.

Two hundred and twenty thousand years of sitting in confusion, all gathered in a short period of time.

It almost destroyed Shen Yi's sanity.

If the panel hadn't shouldered 99% of the pressure and only given a negligible amount of feedback to him, I'm afraid he would have become a fool by now.

[Returning to the Void (Spirit) Returning to the Ruins Immortal Armor Formation: Xiao Cheng]

[Remaining demon lifespan: two hundred and seven thousand years]

Shen Yi wiped the corners of her lips with her sleeves and stretched out her trembling palms like chaff, revealing black mist and gold threads on her fingertips.

He was breathing heavily, and the corners of his lips that he had just wiped clean were stained with plasma again.

Fortunately, my hand finally stabilized.

There is absolutely no room for mistakes in the formation diagram drawn on the body like this.

The moment you start drawing the array diagram on your heart.

Shen Yi's whole body seemed to have entered some mysterious state, her fingertips were as steady as a rock, and the golden thread was many times more accurate than before under the guidance of her soul.

There is no stagnation at all, it flows as smoothly as a rushing river.

Have it at your fingertips.

The pen stops and the formation is completed.



Inside the Patriarch's Hall.

Qingfeng Li leaned against the pillar in fear, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The sect leader didn’t know where he went to practice, and he couldn’t be reached even if he sent the jade slip.

The only person he could find was Senior Xuan Qing.

The elders of the Chen family, as well as many deacons from the Qinghai Prefecture, have brought back all the people from Xiaojiabao and settled them in Daqian.

I originally came to report this matter to Qingfeng Li, but I didn't expect that the little immortal received a letter from someone unknown, and then it became like this.

"You...you go out first."

Qingfeng Li tried to calm down and waved his sleeves to let everyone out.

"Uh." These Nanyang Sect deacons looked at each other. After all, they had just arrived and had not done anything for Nanyang Sect. It was not easy to ask any questions. After hearing this, they all bowed respectfully and then walked out of the hall lightly.

"..."

Qingfeng Li exhaled and then came to Xuan Qing's side: "Senior, can you trouble me to find the sect master for me? I have something important to report."

"He should be practicing."

Xuan Qing opened his eyes and recalled the changes in spiritual energy he had sensed before. It was obvious that the sect master had made new progress.

"If it's convenient, you can tell me first."

He may not be able to help, but he can definitely give the other party some advice.

"There's nothing inconvenient about it."

Qingfeng Li lowered his head, sat helplessly on the ground, and took out a secret letter from his sleeve.

There is no identifying mark on the letter.

But from the tone of his words, Li Qingfeng still deduced the identity of the other party, who was none other than Deacon Liu Qianyun of Qingyue Sect.

"The Dragon Palace Aquatic Tribe destroyed four land and water areas, including the Chen Family, the Puppet Sect, the Qinghai Palace, and the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance."

"Among them, the disciples of the Chen Family and the Qinghai Palace had all evacuated long ago without any casualties. The puppet sect was wiped out, and the floating island of the Shuiyue Shang Alliance was destroyed. The leader of the alliance, Wen Qiujin, received the news in advance and took refuge with the Yan Family with the offerings.

.”

"The Seventh Son of Nanhong...are waiting for news from Sect Master Shen."

The so-called family members know their own affairs.

Li Qingfeng did not hide anything. Now, in the entire Nanyang Treasure Land, the only person who can help Sect Master Shen is the senior in front of him.

He couldn't understand: "What do you mean by waiting for the news from Sect Master Shen? Dragon Palace has taken action. Is it possible that they have to wait for Sect Master Shen's order before they dare to fight back?"

Even though Li Qingfeng rarely left the treasured land, he knew that Hongze was the territory of Dragon Palace just from the words of the deacons of Qingyue Sect who came to teach the Dharma.

The reason why the seven sons of Nanhong share life and death is not to work together to resist the Shui Tribe and strive for a safe place in Nanhong.

"Because, there is a high probability that it is not the Dragon Palace."

Li Xuanqing shook his head calmly and advised: "They are just scaring you. Of course, the person who sent the message may not have a high status. He was simply frightened and became a knife in the hands of others."

"It can't be an order from the Dragon Palace. If you want to really take action against the Seven Nanhong Sons, it's not enough to rely on the Nanlong Palace alone. At least one more family must be involved. If that happens, the Nanyang Sect will not be informed at all."

Maybe it sounds a bit ugly, but it's true.

In a real life-and-death crisis, the current Nanyang Sect will be of no use at all.

"So it's not as serious as I thought?" Li Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I saw Senior Xuan Qing shaking his head again: "For Nanyang, it may be more serious than you think. Even if it is not the intention of the Dragon Palace, it must be a certain demon in the Dragon Palace."

The four forces in the letter were all those that Sect Leader Shen had just come into contact with.
To be continued...
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