As soon as the golden water droplets appeared, they emitted a strong aura. Then, with the old man's wave, they turned into a golden river and began to rotate around him.

The long river flipped, with extraordinary momentum. When the Nine Nether Fires flew into the collision, they were knocked out directly.

The old man's aura suddenly rose. The other party stood on the back of the goat, hugged each other with his hands, and his robe was windless. Then the other party suddenly spread his hands and pushed them out in all directions.

The golden river on his body also burst out suddenly, turning into twelve streams, rushing towards the twelve black-clothed guardians.

"Old guy, the Immortal Refining Array has not been officially launched yet, don't be too happy too early!"

The ghost in the distance saw the old goat's amazing aura, and couldn't help but look solemn. Then he went to the first floor of the strong, took out a waist card and quickly put it on it.

The waist card cracked with a bang, and then an old man in black flew out from it.

The old man was wearing a ghost-headed robe, with one hand raised, holding something like an altar in his hand.

As soon as the old man appeared, he suddenly opened his eyes, then looked around, and with a flash, he appeared among the twelve black-robed guardians.

The old goat attack sped away, but the twelve guardians stood there and didn't move.

When the golden river rushed to their front, they simultaneously smashed the green flames in their hands towards the golden river of water.

Boom...

The moment the green flame left the twelve guardians, it turned into a vast sea of ​​fire, and the same wave of fire continued to advance.

Because the Twelve Guardians stood in a circle, the sea of ​​fire in front of each of them was pushing forward, and in a short while it turned into a huge fireball, surrounding the golden flames.

"Immortal Refining Array..."

At the same time, the old man in black who had just appeared suddenly shouted loudly, and then he threw out the altar-like thing in his hand.

The altar flew out and suddenly became larger under the gaze of everyone.

Only then did Xiao Yu and the others realize that the altar was a round thing.

The altar looks like an ancient thing, with many black runes carved on it, with twelve long pillars around it, and a lot of white bones piled up in the lower circle. In the middle is a two-meter-high stone tablet with two big red characters written on it.

There are twelve three-dimensional pillars around. Because the pillars were very small before, they did not notice it, but now the altar has become larger and the pillars have become larger.

On each pillar there is a sculpture of a ghost, including a cow head and a horse face, a black and white impermanence, and a red yaksha with a steel fork in his hand.

The golden river wrapped in green flames is getting bigger and smaller, as if it is a life-and-death game.

The old man in black did not go to see the green flame, but after the altar became larger, he suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the stone tablet in the middle of the altar began to expand.

The stone tablet was originally only one meter in size, but then it directly turned into three meters high, standing tall like a giant, looking around indifferently.

Immediately afterwards, many black things grew on the pillars around the altar like seeds. The black things were like vines and chains, winding one by one.

When the black thing appeared, the huge stone tablet swayed, and then made a heavy sound.

“Return to the position…”

With a sound of returning to the position, without any breath of fireworks, the twelve black-clothed guardians around them soared into the air as if they had heard the order, and then they each merged into the stone pillars.

There were also the 100,000 ghost soldiers, all like a stack of arhats, one tightly connected by the other. On their shoulders and heads, there were other ghost soldiers standing, turning into a huge VIP wall for a moment.

"Haha, stand and see how you play."

Gui Jianchou laughed loudly, then his body moved and disappeared without a trace.

"If you want to seize the candle dragon, don't think about it."

When the old man Xuanwu left when he saw ghosts, he rushed down like a storm.

But as soon as he flew forward hundreds of meters, he suddenly felt a huge crisis falling from his head.

The stone tablet in the middle of the altar suddenly trembled, and then a black light surged out, and without any alertness, the old man Xuanwu directly enveloped him.

At the same time, the black light continued to spread around and approached Xiao Yu and the others.

"Haha, I must not catch up here, my cultivation will be gone from now on."

The sound of ghost cunning joke sounded in the canyon below, making Xiao Yu and the others nervous.

If the old man Xuanwu has a high cultivation level, he can be caught in the black light without realizing it. Wouldn't they be even more dangerous?

The black light wrapped around the old man Xuanwu and pulled the other party directly into the huge altar.

At the same time, the twelve huge stone pillars seemed to come alive, and the cow heads and horse faces standing on them began to twist.

"No, this immortal refining formation is indeed insidious. Save people quickly."

The old man from Panlongling suddenly changed his expression. Then he waved his hand and rushed out like a waterfall.

"Save Xuanwu..."

Elder White Tiger no longer hesitated, and his body shook, rushed forward. At the same time, a huge white tiger phantom condensed above his head, and his huge claws slapped directly at the altar.

The Vermillion Bird, the Green Dragon, the Fire Cloud Danxian, etc. were not idle, and everyone attacked the black altar at the same time.

But whenever everyone's attack approaches, a black light will appear on the altar, flying out of everyone's attack bullets.

Xuanwu was standing in the altar at this time, and he seemed to be in another space and could not see the situation outside at all.

The ghost messengers standing on the twelve pillars around them were also glaring. They each held their weapons and looked down at Xuanwu, as if they were judging a ghost entering the underworld.

Xuanwu turned around the altar and then sneered.

"Everyone says that the Immortal Refining Formation is an immortal cemetery, but I don't believe it. If you have any skills, just use it. You little ghosts are just illusions and want to hide it from me?"

Xuanwu sat directly on the ground, then looked at his nose, his nose, and his mouth, as if he was asleep.

At the same time, a huge turtle floated behind him.

As soon as the huge turtle phantom appeared, it directly retracted its head into its stomach and lay there without any movement.

"Xuanwu Tuan, see who I am."

Right ahead, a long-eyed Taoist man took a crutch and stepped out in one step.

The other party was carrying a black turtle shell, standing on the clouds and mist like a turtle fairy.

Xuanwu couldn't help but his eyelids trembled when he heard the old man's voice, but he still didn't open his eyes.

"Everything in the formation is an illusion, and the immortal refining formation is nothing more than a person's desire and a bad fate for immortals.

Master, please tell your disciple not to worship.”

Xuanwu's eyes were closed, as if the four elements were empty. Everything around him was the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water.

The old man with long eyebrows nodded after hearing Xuanwu's words, and then sighed softly.

"Yes, I am worthy of being my descendant of Xuanwu. Master is here."
Chapter completed!