[133] The battle is tragic
I didn't expect that the Demon Sect had such a means to set up such a psychedelic formation in such a short time.
Ye Qingxuan glanced left and right and said slowly: "This formation is arranged in a hurry, and the focus is on trapping the enemy, in order to buy time for Luo Po's enemy."
Yan Jueling looked at Ye Qingxuan in surprise, "Do you still know the formation?"
"I understand a little bit." Ye Qingxuan relied on "Langhuan Lingmiao Pavilion" to exchange for Baiyi, but he learned a lot of formations, but he rarely used them.
While speaking, Ye Qingxuan found a few stones from the ground, arranged them according to the direction of the pile of stones seen in front of him, and then calculated with his fingers that the dozen stones had increased continuously, reaching more than a hundred stones, which was actually the direction of the pile of stones that extended the formation by themselves.
In just a cup of tea, Ye Qingxuan jumped up happily, "Do it. Let's go here!"
Ye Qingxuan took the lead without using his body skills, but just moved forward normally. Yan Jueling followed closely, first turned left three times, then turned right again, then turned left three times, then turned right again, and then moved forward again...
After several rounds and turns, the clouds and mists around instantly dissipated and they came to a large open space.
There are only a few strange-shaped stone statues in the open space, and there is nothing left.
Ye Qingxuan stopped, calculated on the ground again, and said, "This is the place where the array eye is in the formation. I am looking for the position of 'Tai Gua'. If the best is good, this place should be the most dangerous. Brother Xiao, please tighten me!"
Yan Jueling looked around coldly and said calmly: "We are not looking for a safe place when we come in. You'd better find a few seniors as soon as possible and track Luo Po's enemy together..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him suddenly shook and a sharp roar came straight into the sky.
Ye Yan and the other two immediately changed their color.
"No, Luo Po's internal injuries have been cured in half!"
The two of them just judged from the roaring qi that Luo Podi's injury at this time had not been completely repaired, but they already had the ability to take action.
Ye Qingxuan had a solemn face. After deducing it quickly, he immediately stood up and walked forward.
"Here..."
The two bypassed the three stone statues and headed straight for Kun position.
As soon as they took two steps, a breeze suddenly blew up. Ye Qingxuan and Yan Jueling jumped up almost at the same time, and waved their weapons in their hands.
Dang, Dangdang!
The dense metal hitting sounded, and countless hidden weapons burst into sparks around the two of them.
"A little trick to carving insects."
Yan Jueling snorted coldly, [Five Qi Chaoyuan Sword Technique] was like the morning glow in the sky. With a sudden wave, more than ten stone statues on the open space were shattered at the same time. In the screams, the masters of the Demon Sect hidden inside died!
Only one person flashed and turned into several figures, fleeing around.
"Tengshe?" Yan Jueling exclaimed, and got up and was about to chase him.
Ye Qingxuan quickly pulled him and shouted, "Don't chase the poor enemy, be careful of fraud."
The Tengsnake fell between the pile of stones not far away, and looked at the two of them and laughed: "Hehehe, Ye Qingxuan, Yan Jueling, then you can only watch me leave! As a gift that I haven't seen for a long time, there is an old monk in the crack of the rock, so I will give it to you to collect the body! Hahaha..."
ah!?
The two of them were shocked at the same time. As they were about to ask, the Tengshe was already escaping from a laugh.
Ye Qingxuan hurriedly searched, but indeed, in the crack of a mound, he saw a corpse. With one hand, the body was captured from the air to prevent any traps.
After seeing it, the two couldn't help but feel silent.
The deceased was a monk, and he was an acquaintance. He was the junior brother of Zen Master Wunian, who was once the representative of the Great Zen Temple in the Twelve Elderly Church.
The middle of the eyebrows was penetrated by a sword energy, and the brain marrow was already empty.
"The Tengsnake is indeed vicious." Yan Jueling said in a deep voice.
"It's Gou Chen's method." Ye Qingxuan investigated and said lightly: "Master Wuchen has a deep skill and is not inferior to the four great monks. Even if Tengshe attacks, he will definitely not be able to kill him in one blow. And..."
Yan Jueling saw Ye Qingxuan want to speak but stopped, and asked, "And what?"
Ye Qingxuan said solemnly: "Emperor Gou Chen still has internal injuries that have not healed. Even if it is him, I'm afraid it will..."
As if he was thinking of something, Ye Qingxuan whispered "offend" and shattered the monk Wuchen's robe with a palm. After a closer look, the two of them took a breath of air conditioning.
Just behind Wuchen, a huge palm print covered the entire back and condensed into purple-black color.
"Tanjing Grand Hand Seal?" Yan Jueling exclaimed: "Long Sutton Pearl?"
"It's him!"
Ye Qingxuan said in a deep voice: "This bastard is indeed a gang of the Demon Sect... Not good! The Lord of the Forest Palace and the others are afraid of being ambushed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang outside, and the entire formation trembled violently.
This kind of strange phenomenon has never been encountered since the two of them entered the formation. Even the sound of fighting was so close that they could not be heard in the formation. The vibration at this time was like the sky collapsed and the earth was broken, which was definitely not something that ordinary people could use.
The two of them looked up in horror. Outside the open space, there were piles of stones rising into the sky, like a giant dragon walking through the ground.
"Let's go!"
Ye Qingxuan led Yan Jueling into the formation again without saying a word.
Turning left and right, there were countless turns, and the two of them were empty again-
Buzz!
Suddenly, a strong wind came from all directions at the same time. The two of them were as if they were in the middle of the sea, and their bodies were under the huge pressure of the sea. No matter how powerful the two of them were, they were invincible and unavoidable.
In times of crisis, the two of them showed their magical skills. Yan Jueling suddenly burst into colorful rays of light from his body. It seemed as soft as boneless, but it was extremely tough and forced to deal with the other party's move.
On the other hand, Ye Qingxuan was more calm and he suddenly formed a bright but strong protective energy like a diamond glass outside his body, forcing the opponent's energy outside his body. At the same time, he had the power of counterattack and stabbed it up with a stern sword.
This thorn leaped over the dragon gate like a fish, transformed into a dragon in an instant, breaking through the pressure of ubiquitous sea water.
“Huh?”
The person who took action exclaimed in surprise, as if he was quite surprised by Ye Qingxuan's breaking free.
Long—
The sound of waves slamming the shore suddenly sounded, and the astonishing palm force slapped at Ye Qingxuan again.
But this time, Ye Qingxuan was calm and did not make any moves. Instead, he took back the full moon scimitar and whispered: "Senior Guihai doesn't remember this knife of his junior?"
The shocking palm power suddenly disappeared, and Yan Jueling took a breath, and she was breathing heavily like a drowning person.
A figure flashed, Gui Hai Yizhen, a "Purple-clothed Marquis" wearing a purple robe and with a demeanor as a royal noble, appeared slowly, stared at Ye Qingxuan's eyes, smiled and said, "It's really you. I remember your eyes."
But what was happier was Ye Qingxuan, "It turns out that the Ziyi Marquis is indeed loyal and willing to help him at this time."
"It's just a favor to Lin Nanxuan."
Gui Haiyizhen sighed sadly at this time and said lightly, "But it's a pity that I'm still a step late. Come with me."
After saying that, the Ziyi Hou turned around to lead the way.
Ye Qingxuan and Yan Jueling looked at each other, and at the same time they had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, Gui Hai Yizhen led the two men to two piles of stones and arrived at a stone platform. There were many figures lying densely on them, among which all the four great monks from the Dachan Temple were present.
"Master Miaoxiu, Master Shenjian?"
Ye Qingxuan quickly saw the two most familiar faces in the crowd.
Monk Miaoxiu's face was like gold paper, her lips were pale, and she lay on the ground like a dead person, motionless.
The two monks, Shen Jian and Fazhao, fell to the side, and were both seriously injured, which shows how tragic the battle was at that time.
When the four great monks saw three, only Master Daocheng, who was possessed by the Buddhist magical magical power, disappeared.
The thin and dry god saw him, and he stood up with a single palm, pronounced the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha. My Buddha is merciful. Junior Brother Miaoxiu's excessive exercise has hurt his mind. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the Ziyi Hou, Junior Brother Miaoxiu would have almost fallen into the devil's path..."
The [Samadhi Heart-Shadowed Demonic Art] practiced by Miaoxiu uses a bodhicitta to control the demonic appearance and form "demon-refining Buddha Fire" outside the body. If you are not careful, you will be in a devil and have an abnormal mind.
The monk Fazhao, who was as fat as Maitreya Buddha, was slapped in his chest and spitted blood all over his body. At this time, he still laughed and said, "The old lama Longsatonzhu has also used the means of sneak attack. He did not compete with Senior Brother Wu Nian, but he asked us for trouble."
Ye Qingxuan stepped forward to greet him and said in a deep voice: "Master will be fine if he is safe. When the injury is healed, we will seek revenge on Longsatonzhu."
"Avenge, haha, I can't get it anymore." Monk Fazhao's face turned red and said with a smile: "This is the matter of eliminating demons and defending the Tao, I will leave it to your descendants. I want to follow Senior Brother Daocheng to see the Buddha..."
Ye Qingxuan was shocked, "What? Master Daocheng has... Where is the master's injury? Ye is a little bit aware of medical skills..."
Monk Fazhao patted his big belly, shook his head and smiled, "The Long Sutton Pearl shattered my heart and couldn't save it anymore. There are all the brothers here who are seeing you off, which is very lively, haha..."
As soon as the laughter broke, Master Fazhao bowed his head and died.
The monks around him looked dim and he chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.
"Young Master Ye..."
Guihai Yizhen called out a light call, and Ye Qingxuan flew over.
"This array blocks the transmission of orders, and cannot be transmitted. Please ask Young Master Ye to go out of the formation and order the general attack. Lin Nanxuan and the two sects have already entered the formation and must provide assistance..."
Ye Qingxuan said solemnly: "It may be a bit slow to move the reinforcements now. I will go to support me. Brother Yan, come and pass the order!"
"Okay!" Yan Jueling did not hesitate and directly agreed to do his job.
Gui Hai Yizhen nodded, handed a fan with a graphic drawing to Yan Jueling, and ordered: "This is the roadmap for entering and leaving this formation. Take it well and don't get lost."
"Don't worry, I'll go now."
Yan Jueling flew away, and several rises and falls disappeared into the formation.
Knowing that Gui Haiyi really wanted to protect the injured people in this place, Ye Qingxuan bowed, changed to another direction, and entered the formation again.
Chapter completed!