Fantasy: My Martial Spirit Is The Ancestral Witch

"Everyone, we have entered the innate yin and yang killing formation. This formation is no small matter. Yin energy turns into Kun, and yang energy replenishes the spirit. Life is endless. Therefore, we must not kill each other, but fight side by side to get through the first battle. Only by passing it can we hope to get the Kunpeng treasure."

The Mauryan King's voice sounded again, and everyone nodded. No one doubted the Mauryan King, and it must be important for the Mauryan King to say this one after another.

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

At this moment, the ancient whale sound sounded, and everyone was waiting patiently for this moment.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Soon the yin and yang formations appeared one after another, each formation was hundreds of meters in diameter, and then everyone was dispersed into different formations.

"Don't panic, this is the Yin-Yang Formation. If anyone dies, the essence and blood will be drained by the Yin-Yang Formation and turned into nutrients, creating a steady stream of Kun beasts. Put aside your grudges, no matter how big the hatred is. You have to let go, resist the first hurdle seriously, and don’t act haphazardly.”

The Mauryan King explained again, which made everyone feel a little relieved, but soon they felt heart palpitations for no reason. After all, the Mauryan King was so strict, how could he make people feel completely at ease.

However, as the formation diagram flickered under his feet, there was a Yin-Yang formation diagram under Jiang Chen's feet. Soon beams of light flashed and four figures appeared in the formation diagram.

Golden Winged Peng King!

Peacock Xiaopeng King!

A disciple of Yin Yang Dao Sect!

There is also a woman dressed in green and holding a bell!

Moreover, Jiang Chen sensed that the auras of these four people were very strong. The Golden Winged Peng King and the Peacock Peng King were the strongest, with terrifying energy and blood, but the auras of these two people were not much weaker.

"I, Wang Mingchuan, a true disciple of the Yin Yang Dao Sect, have met the Golden Winged Peng King and the Peacock Peng King."

When the true disciples of Yin Yang Dao Sect saw who was in the formation, they couldn't help but be overjoyed and behaved very respectfully.

Wang Mingchuan is a monk at the first level of the giants and the genius of the human race. However, compared to the Golden Winged Peng King and the Peacock Peng King, he is still a level lower. Wang Mingchuan can only be regarded as the genius of the Yin Yang Dao Sect. Looking at the whole world, he cannot be ranked among them. The most powerful genius.

However, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King ignored Wang Mingchuan at all. He was dressed in golden battle armor, like a golden god, standing with his hands behind his back, staring at the waterfall, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh, I have met fellow Taoist." The Peacock Xiaopeng King was obviously more enthusiastic than the Golden Winged Xiaopeng King. He took the initiative to talk so as not to make the situation very embarrassing. At the same time, the Peacock Xiaopeng King looked at Jiang Chen and the other woman and couldn't help but Asked: "Who are you two?"

"Linglong Holy Land, Mo Qian."

The woman spoke and smiled slightly. Although she was a woman, her cultivation was stronger than Wang Mingchuan's. She was at least a monk of the second level or above. Jiang Chen could feel that there was a restriction in this woman's body, and it was difficult to see and sense the realm. But what we can know is that Bi Wang Mingchuan.

"Who is your Excellency?" Peacock Xiaopeng asked Jiang Chen.

"Rogue cultivator Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen spoke calmly. As soon as he said this, King Peacock Xiaopeng didn't think anything of it, but Wang Mingchuan inadvertently showed a look of contempt.

Mo Qian, Peacock King Xiaopeng and Jiang Chen all saw it, but they didn't say anything more, and Jiang Chen didn't want to say anything more. The first level hasn't been passed yet, so don't cause any unnecessary trouble for the time being.

boom.

Soon, the yin and yang energy washed away in the formation, and Wang Mingchuan's expression suddenly changed: "Why is my cultivation strength declining?"

He was a little panicked. Not only him, but many people could not help but hear such sounds.

"Don't panic. In the Yin-Yang Formation, balance Yin and Yang. Whoever has the lowest realm will be suppressed. Everyone, hurry up and get ready. The Innate Yin-Yang Killing Formation will be activated soon. You must survive."

The Maurya King told everyone the reason, which made many monks depressed.

Especially for Jiang Chen, Wang Mingchuan frowned. He immediately looked at Jiang Chen. The realms of Golden Winged Peng King and Peacock Peng King were definitely giant realms, and Mo Qian at least had the aura of a giant, and he was also a giant. realm, and in other words, Jiang Chen's realm is the lowest.

And after the suppression ended, Wang Mingchuan couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen and said angrily: "Are you just in the secret realm of magical powers?"

He asked Jiang Chen, his words filled with anger.

In the realm of magical powers, no matter where he is, he is a strong person, but here, he actually becomes a mere magical power?

"Who stipulates that the magical realm is not allowed to enter?" Jiang Chen said calmly.

These words immediately stunned Wang Mingchuan, and then Wang Mingchuan's eyes became even more angry: "A place like this is really not something that a monk like you can enter."

He is very direct, and it is true that he looks down on powerful people with magical powers.

"Believe it or not, even if you are a powerful person, I can kill you with one slap."

Jiang Chen stared at Wang Mingchuan, doing his part, but as an ancient divine body, ordinary people couldn't see it. As long as Jiang Chen didn't take action, no one could know his cultivation, and Jiang Chen could change his physique at will. It can become any physique below the best divine body, and it will not affect the essence.

To put it bluntly, it is to confuse the enemy.

This is a huge advantage. Even if an immortal comes, he won't be able to see through Jiang Chen's level of cultivation. However, the innate yin and yang killing array is extraordinary, so he can naturally detect it.

"Then I want to give it a try and see what you are capable of." Wang Mingchuan became furious. Jiang Chen, a mere magical cultivator, could actually speak so brazenly.

Supernatural fighting giant?

Is it difficult for the Golden Winged Peng King to do that? Moreover, he is a strong person in the second level of giants, and he is not a monk who has just stepped into the giant realm. Jiang Chen is simply arrogant.

"Okay, okay, it's fate that we will gather together again, and my father said that anyone who dares to take action will be merciless. Brother Wang, Brother Jiang, can you give Kong Ping some face?"

So said the Peacock Xiaopeng King, also known as Kong Ping.

Kong Ping spoke, he did not want internal strife.

"Supernatural fighting giant, whether it's true or not, I like your temper very much."

At this moment, the usually indifferent Golden-winged Xiaopeng King slowly spoke, looked at Jiang Chen, and praised him so much.

Kong Ping's expression changed slightly when he said this, because he had known the Golden-winged Little Peng King for decades, and he had rarely seen the Golden-winged Little Peng King praise others, especially if the other person was from the human race.

Having said this, Wang Mingchuan didn't say much, leaving only one sentence: "You just don't want to be held back."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, in an instant, murderous intent spread across the waterfall, and Kun beasts appeared one after another in the waterfall.