Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 547: Means

island.

Cao Shipeng, the protector of the linen god sect, is looking into the sky with his hands behind his back.

He was dressed in a coir raincoat, with a pale green complexion, bulging eyes, and a strange face. If you didn't look carefully, you would almost be mistaken for a toad spirit.

"Still upset?"

Behind him, Zhao Banshan, who was covered in blood, said in a muffled voice:

"I've tried my best to mobilize the formation on the island, and I've searched all the places within a hundred miles, and I haven't found anything wrong."

"Maybe, you are overthinking."

"If someone really wants to attack us, how can you and I find out?" Cao Shipeng shook his head:

"You also know that the blood in my body is extremely sensitive to the crisis in the dark. In short, I should be fully prepared."

"If there is a trouble that we can't solve, even notify the elders."

"Okay." Zhao Banshan was a little helpless, but he also knew that it was not the case. It was difficult to reassure his old friend, so he could only say:

"With the formation, even if the Golden Core Grandmaster comes, it will be difficult to break into it for a while, but our people will come soon."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"En." Cao Shipeng was a little relieved, his eyes lowered, scanning the chaotic scene on the island:

"How many people were arrested this time?"

"More than three thousand." Zhao Banshan grinned:

"With this batch of experimental products, our progress should be faster, and we can use them to transform into disciples. If it doesn't work, we should eat them."

"What do those people say?" Cao Shipeng pointed at a group of men in black below:

"You don't have to be stingy with the rewards, just give them, as long as you can continue to bring us people, don't care about these extraneous things."

"Don't worry." Zhao Banshan said:

"For this reason, I still..."

"Huh!"

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly, his mouth was full of surprise, and he looked up somewhere above.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone broke into the formation! The speed is good, the first layer of formation has been broken, how is it possible? The second layer... the second layer is also broken!"

"Call someone!"

Cao Shipeng's complexion changed drastically, and he roared hastily. At the same time, his figure flickered, and he used the escape method to plunder towards the center of the formation below.

next moment.

"Woo..."

The strange buzzing sound spread across the island in an instant, and all kinds of mixed breaths came out from the caves, crypts, and dense forests.

…………

Southeast, west, up, north, down...

The auspicious cloud wrapped the five people, flickering back and forth in the void.

Right now, the three-tiered formation envelops the island, and the formation connects the sky and the earth, absorbing vitality, and the movement of the energy mechanism is also very different from other places.

And don't ask for a few people, it's like walking on a tightrope, with auspicious clouds coming in and out, going inward little by little, without touching the formation.

Not long.

Xiangyun stagnates.

"I can't go any further." Yu Qingyin expressed regret:

"Depending on the situation, we should have been discovered, senior, what should we do next?"

Mo Qiu didn't answer, just tossed lightly with one hand, and a shining jade ruyi came out of the air and fell down.

Yu Ruyi touched the formation below, and slammed down lightly with her head hooked.

"Peng!"

Emmanuel blooms.

The formation that was originally perfectly fit and functioning without hindrance broke a hole in an instant.

Good luck!

This treasure was bestowed by Daoist Yuanying of Taiyi Zong. It is of a very high grade, and it is easy to break through a mere formation.

Although under the restoration of the formation, the breach healed quickly, but such a delay was more than enough for Mo Qiu.

"Shua!"

The auspicious cloud turned into a wisp of white smoke in a flash, slipped past the flaws in the formation, and fell into the island.

Moqiu waved his hand, the smoke dispersed and the surrounding environment came into view.

There are two peaks on the island.

The mountain peak has a peculiar shape, with rugged edges and corners, and stretches around, as if there are two giant trees inside to prop up the mountain.

There are potholes all over the mountain, and monks with strange shapes stick their heads out of them.

Some of them are covered in mud, some are covered with scales, some have gaps, some have long tongues, almost none of them are normal.

In dense forests, silt, and pools, there are also practitioners' auras.

only……

The aura of these people is different from that of ordinary cultivators. They don't have that kind of refined and transparent meaning, but they are full of chaos, madness, and even turbidity.

The messy breath represents the madness of the mind.

"Aw!"

"Roar!"

These followers of the Maiden Sect raised their heads to the sky and roared, their voices were weird, but they all had a ferocious and fierce meaning, and they rushed to where they were.

Watch it from afar.

The surrounding trees shook, mud and water splashed, and one after another roared and rushed, and if you glanced at it, the number might not be less than ten thousand.

Although their auras are not strong, their power is extremely astonishing.

"Om..."

In the distance, spiritual light gathered suddenly, and then a ray of light shot straight at it.

At first, the light was no more than the thickness of a thumb, but when it appeared, it collided rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it has already turned into more than ten feet.

"boom!"

It's like a huge ball of fire hitting head-on.

Before the fireball arrived, the berserk intent inside had already changed Wang Qiaoxi and the others' complexions, and subconsciously retreated, wanting to avoid it.

perception.

Inside the fireball, there are countless violent auras, just like the scorching sun above the nine heavens, about to burst out with destructive power.

The monks in Yunmengchuan mostly practice water techniques. Relatively speaking, most of the formation techniques like fire techniques, so it just restrains the practitioners.

"Shua!"

Mo Qiu flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of the fireball.

In the astonished eyes of several people, he stretched out his big hand and suddenly plunged into the fireball.

Burning curse!

The eyes lit up, Moqiu's spiritual thoughts soared, as if thousands of silk threads pierced through, pierced fiercely into the fireball, and penetrated inside.

The powerful divine sense and the mysterious fire control technique calmed down the violent fireball in front of him with a terrifying aura in an instant.

The ever-expanding flame also stagnated suddenly.

"Ah……"

Don't ask for lightness, hold your five fingers empty.

"Om..."

The huge fireball quickly shrank inward, but in a blink of an eye, the fireball, which was comparable to a large hall, had already turned into the size of a pill.

The red and white pill was pinched by Mo Qiu with one hand, and the aura contained in it made Wang Qiaoxi and the others jump in fear.

"swish"

Don't beg to flick your fingers.

Danwan turned into a ray of light, returned the same way, and crashed into a building on the mountainside in the distance.

next moment.

Silently, a layer of air waves visible to the naked eye emerged from the mountain peak and swept across the four directions.

"boom!"

The deafening roar, after the air wave, was delayed for a moment, and it trembled in all directions.

The surging smoke and dust rose more than a hundred feet high, and the front of the huge mountain was instantly shattered, and countless broken stones rumbled down.

The screams and howls were endless.

There was also a dazzling spiritual light that shot straight into the sky and dissipated in the curling clouds, as if sending a warning message to somewhere.

Mo Qiu's complexion remained unchanged, he raised one hand high, stretched his five fingers, and a dazzling fire burst out from his palm.

scorching sun!

Wang Qiaoxi and the others behind them felt that their eyes were red and white, and there was nothing around them except the heat wave sweeping across their bodies.

When the heat dissipated, the white light disappeared.

Several people came back to their senses and glanced around, all of them were pale and worried.

But seeing nearly ten thousand Maiyi God Cultists rushing from the surroundings, they turned into burning candles one by one, screaming and wailing incessantly.

Nothing.

The flame seems to be some kind of spiritual fire, which feeds on human's seven emotions and six desires, the more it makes the flame intensify, and it will not be extinguished when it meets water, and it will burn even if it is covered with soil.

Wang Qiaoxi clenched her hands tightly, and her eyes couldn't help showing horror.

Grandmaster Jindan...

It's so scary!

Moreover, the viciousness and decisiveness of this person's attacks are also amazing. He raised his hands and feet without saying a word, and made life worse than death for nearly ten thousand people.

With such an attitude of disregarding life and death, this person is probably an evil cultivator, right?

Several other people also turned pale.

"Wu Chen, Wang Qiaoxi, go to the Hand Spirit Tree." Mo Qiu's voice interrupted the thoughts of several people:

"Fan Renlong, Yuqing, get rid of the miscellaneous fish in the field, the formation and the remaining monks of the Mai Sect Taoism, and leave it to me to deal with."

"yes!"

How many people should be.

Before the sound fell, Mo Qiu had turned into a line of fire, rushing straight to the center of the formation in the distance.

With a wave of his hand, eighteen lifelike fiery dragons appeared in the air. The dragon body circled around, trapped one side, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, spitting flames towards the inside.

"boom!"

The spiritual light bloomed, and the rocks melted instantly, turning into billowing magma and falling downwards, and the formation below flickered frantically, showing that it was exhausted.

At the core of the formation, Cao Shipeng and Zhao Banshan were stiff and desperate.

"Immeasurable longevity!"

Daoist Wuchen waved his whisk lightly, his eyes were a little unbearable, then he shook his head and looked at the three of them:

"Three, let's do it!"

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, it is better to solve this place first, and then talk about other things.

Although this Jindan senior was a bit aggressive, but fortunately, he was one of his own, and it was more convenient for solving the Mai sect here.

Several people nodded and scattered in all directions.

The masters have been trapped by Mo Qiu, and the others have lost their scruples.

Even Yuqing, who is not good at fighting, is a monk in the late stage of Daoji, and it is easy to deal with the ordinary linen gods.

Wu Chen and Wang Qiaoxi rushed to the two hills respectively, using their spells to entangle the spirit tree inside and pull it off the ground little by little.

"Boom..."

Not long.

The mountain trembled, the gravel rolled down, and two giant trees with a height of more than one hundred feet and strange shapes slowly left the island.

The spirit tree is not only a sacred object on the island, but also the center of the formation.

This is the direction movement, and the formation is also greatly affected, and many places begin to disintegrate. It is more convenient to move hands.

But at this time, he has already entered the core of the stronghold here.

The spiritual official swept his eyes, opened several secret rooms with a wave of his hand, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he put away all the spiritual objects inside.

"Well……"

"Tian Yao Treasure?"

A huge book with a thickness of half a foot made Mo Qiu's eyes slightly raised. When he flipped through it casually, his brows frowned and he put it away first.

The reputation of the Heavenly Demon Collection is not small, it is the inheritance collection of the Maid Sect, and the rumored half-demon leader practiced this method.

Of course, since his death, the lineage of the Maiden Sect has been discontinued, and it is even more impossible for the Heavenly Demon Collection here to be the original version.

This exercise should be a semi-finished product. It is similar to the Sanzhuan Yuangong in some places, but it is not the same.

Walking out of the cave, Mo Qiu seemed to feel something, and looked up at the distant sky.

After thinking for a while, he pressed his five fingers, crushed the Maid Daoists who were still supporting in the formation, and spoke to Wang Qiaoxi and the others:

"A golden elixir is coming, I'll stop him, you put away the spirit tree and wait for me at the agreed place, the mortals here are not in a hurry to deal with it."

"yes!"

How many people should be.

Don't beg to wave your sleeves, turn into nothingness and escape into the sky.

…………

On the jade tablet, one fire after another was extinguished.

Under the coir raincoat, a wrinkled face became more and more gloomy, the vertical eyes like snake pupils flickered wildly, and the tongue in his mouth hissed even more.

"who is it?"

"Damn, how come so fast?"

"Crackling..."

The dark thunder light exploded on the body one after another, and Zhou Shizhang's speed accelerated again, like a ray of faint light, quickly grazing forward.

Sudden.

The escape light froze in the air, and a silk thread as thin as a gossamer quietly emerged from behind him, slashing towards the void not far away.

The silk thread seemed to split the void, and a white mark appeared out of thin air.

"Shua!"

A phantom flashed away, showing a figure in the distance.

Mo Qiu lowered his head, looked at his torn sleeves and a light bloodstain on his arm, his face was already solemn.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

His physical strength far exceeds that of Tongji, and he can even resist magic weapons without being hurt.

Immediately, when the silk thread was gently scratched, blood was already bleeding!