A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

More than three hundred Jindan monks were practicing while walking.

After the addition of three quasi-Nascent Soul level monks, the difficulty of controlling the formation has been reduced. With continuous practice, the formation has gradually become more proficient.

The Bagua wheel is round and flawless. Even if there is no other power to control it, it can still be used. At least it will not be defeated by the Nascent Soul monk with one move.

More than ten days later,

The majestic Patriarch Hall of Luoxu Sect appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Jiang Ding stared at the main hall in front of him.

Vicissitudes of life, solemnity, solemnity.

The clouds of incense lingering on the top of the hall were like this thousands of years ago, and it has never stopped receiving worship from monks of the Luoxu Sect of all generations.

Until ten thousand years ago, all these sacrifices stopped.

The incense is still there, but the Luoxu monk from back then is gone.

"It's so well-preserved. At that time, Shuoyang Tianjun must have been extremely reluctant to leave this place. He also specially reinforced it... to preserve the possibility of a god-level attack?"

Jiang Ding asked himself in his heart.

"Extremely small."

"This fragment of the Nine Heavens, with its thin aura of heaven and earth, will definitely not be able to sustain a god-level attack for ten thousand years."

"If it is true, then I will die. This is what I do specifically. I just need to mark one or two so that I can come in and explore in the future to get clues to the magic."

Everything has been prepared, and the spiritual consciousness scanned the formation and found no other abnormalities.

Jiang Ding revealed his figure and happened to be in the center of the new Bagua Breaking Formation.

One after another, the Bagua array patterns came here, were sorted out, and then returned, harmonizing and smoothing out the messy auras of more than three hundred Jindan monks.

The golden elixir mana flows like a torrent in the formation, precise and precise, like an arm and a finger, and it is no different from the mana that has been with the monks for hundreds of years.

"Such a formation is almost like a great avenue..."

Many golden elixir cultivators held their breaths, watching the formations in front of them rise and fall, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing, and the mysterious self-generated atmosphere, and they couldn't help but look intoxicated.

Even monks who don't understand the Dao of Formation at all can feel the aura of the Dao in it and gain something vaguely in their hearts.

"Fourth-level array mage! Not even just a fourth-level low-level one!"

"This is the most difficult of all the arts of cultivating immortality, and it is known as the formation path that is the foundation of immortality!"

"Even if you are extremely talented, how can you achieve it if you don't have hundreds and thousands of years of time?"

The Holy Son of Six Paths was horrified and couldn't help but send a message to Lie Yang Jianzi from the Li tribe: "Have you, the Sun Sword Sect, ever heard of this kind of person? Why does he look like he jumped out of a stone?"

Among these monks, he believed that only Lieyang Jianzi could communicate with him on an equal footing, and Bloody Cloud was much worse.

"No."

"Jindan monk, how is this possible?"

Lieyang Jianzi shook his head slightly.

"indeed."

The Holy Son of Six Paths also vaguely agreed with the implicit meaning of his words, and suddenly became confused: "A good senior sent an external incarnation to come in. To put it bluntly, we will naturally obey orders with awe, why should we hide our heads and show our tails..."

His heart felt inexplicably relieved.

If he is a Nascent Soul monk, he should have a considerable view of the overall situation and will definitely not kill him easily. There is no benefit to say, and he has also made a big grudge against the Six Paths Sect and even the entire Good Demon Alliance.

Hiding the head and showing the tail, hiding the head and showing the tail, this is good.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them knew who this person was, so there was no need for them to have murderous intentions.

Everyone stepped into the Luoxu Sect's Patriarch's Hall.

The surrounding space fluctuated violently, hazy, the heaven and earth changed, and strands of golden light shot out of the sky, shining on the sky and the earth, falling on every monk, causing their magic weapons to buzz and vibrate.

Everyone felt an unconscious chill in their hearts, as if someone had taken off all their clothes and found themselves in a busy city, with the eyes of countless passers-by focused on them.

After a while, this strange look disappeared, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked around and found that deep in the endless golden desert, their spiritual energy was cut off, as if they were abandoned by the immortal way, and it was difficult to mobilize any spiritual energy.

"The formation of the Sutra Pavilion..."

Many monks felt relieved, and just as they were about to speak, something strange happened again.

Boom!

Accompanied by the roar of rocks collapsing, countless smoke and dust flew up, and thousands of miles of yellow sand flew, covering the sky and the sun.

In the center, a golden giant rose slowly from the yellow sand. Every inch it rose, the surrounding yellow sand ground rolled like earth-shaking.

After a while,

Among the lines of golden light, a statue of a hundred feet of shining gold stood, emitting terrifying pressure outwards.

This is the appearance of a Taoist in Taoist robes, with handsome appearance and flowing sleeves, as straight as a celestial being.

At this time, the eyes of the golden-robed statue bloomed with bright golden light, shooting out two traces of light, sweeping over everyone one by one, and focused on everyone, especially the ordinary-faced young man in the center for a moment.

"Interesting... Jin Xing's puppet body..."

The Yaojin statue's lips opened and closed, and a voice as gentle as jade came out, which was not as aggressive as imagined.

‘Alive? ’

The bodies of many golden elixirs were trembling violently, their faces turned pale, and they lost all confidence.

Thousands of years have passed and he is still alive. What kind of old monster is this!

What will happen to them, these robbery cultivators who have plundered the other sect?

"Ancestor!"

"Meet the ancestors!"

The Holy Son of Six Paths was overjoyed and couldn't help but exclaimed.

This gathered a lot of eyes.

Many monks were shocked to realize that the appearance of the Holy Son of Six Paths was very similar to the statue located in the Luoxu Sect's Patriarch Hall. It seemed to be no coincidence.

Lieyang Jianzi's expression paused for a long time on the word 'metal puppet body', revealing that this was indeed the case.

The Yaojin statue did not respond to the call of the Holy Son of Six Paths.

Perhaps, with blood descendants all over the Northern Plains, he has long been accustomed to the appearance of his descendants, and they appear everywhere without any emotion.

"Junior, break into my sect."

"Are you committing suicide, or am I taking action myself?"

The statue of Yao Jin stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Jiang Ding and said calmly.

"Please ask senior to take action."

Jiang Ding nodded.

In my heart, I was also shocked.

This body of his has a sixth-level talisman, the Cause-Destroying Fruit Talisman, which makes him extremely capable of hiding. It is incredible that even a mere Nascent Soul-level formation and body can be seen disguised at a glance.

This is an exception,

It may be an abnormality caused by magic.

"Very good."

The Yaojin statue raised its finger.

boom!

The formation in the Patriarch's Palace was roaring, infinite golden light gathered, and the formation's golden inscriptions were looming, and then formed a sky-reaching immortal spear, instantly breaking through the layers of space, and assassinating.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of the gold industry. Under the command, all the gold in the world followed, and the realm of the Yuanying monks could not affect it at all.

"Lihuo Gua!"

Jiang Ding drank low.

In the voice full of icy murderous intent, many golden elixir monks shuddered in unison. Even the Six Paths Holy Sons awoke from the emotions of Confucianism. After sensing the heavy pressure of the running Bagua formation, they instantly succumbed and efficiently In conjunction with the movement of the array pattern, the Bagua weather continues to circulate.

Qiankunkandui shook Xungen!

The Bagua vision kept changing and rotating, and finally settled on the Li Gua. The weather surged, and the endless Li Fire generated itself within dozens of kilometers, burning the sky and extinguishing the earth. It gathered in the palm of the hand and formed a twisted Li Fire sword shape.

Fire overcomes gold!

"cut!"

Jiang Ding's Destruction Sword Intention was all blessed on it, and the Lihuo Gua Sword melted open the space and disappeared in the firelight that filled the sky.

boom!

Between the two of them, in an ordinary space, there was a sudden loud rumbling sound, countless dark space cracks appeared, and then the entire space collapsed and shattered.

The violent space storm sputtered in all directions, plowing the earth into bottomless canyons.

A fairy spear that dominates the gold of the five elements, and a Lihuo Gua Sword twisted and entwined by the flames of Lihuo.

The two entangled for a moment, then disappeared together.

"Resisted...resisted!"

Master Baimei and other Jindan monks held their breath and watched the battle situation, and then their morale was greatly boosted.

This statue is not an old monster that has lived for ten thousand years!

"Uncle Tushan!"

At the same time, there was a panicked shout.

Everyone followed his gaze, their hearts trembled, and they fell into the endless fear of death.

In the center of the Bagua Forbidden Breaking Formation, an ordinary-looking young man looked stunned and confused, as if he had encountered something very strange and did not understand.

on his chest,

A golden gun the size of a baby's arm arrived at some point and pierced deeply into his heart.