Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 406 Among the colorful danxia, ​​I am the only one who always wins!

Hundred years ago, the owner of Danxia was not Luo Tianhui, but the Min family of the Formation Dao family.

At that time, they made too many enemies, and even attracted powerful enemies, who were grouped together to attack them.

 With no help, they were besieged for a year and their supplies were depleted.

 In the end, the family was destroyed, and only the mortal bloodline of Min Longyu survived.

At that time, although the Min family was famous, in the final analysis it was just a family that cultivated immortals.

 The internally strong ones only have six or seven foundation-building cultivators.

 Compared with this, the current Luo Tianhui is far stronger than the Min family.

 However, the enemies we have to face are not at the same level at all.

 At the beginning, the Min family was able to support themselves for a year because the enemy was not much stronger than them.

 But now, the Luo-Destroying Alliance, headed by the Zheng family of Gunlongji, is almost three times more powerful than the Luo Tianhui!

 The masters among them are even more frightening.

There are eight great monks in the late stage of foundation building alone!

 Even, there are existences like Zheng Xian who have established the foundation of Dzogchen!

Moreover, Zheng Xian is not just an ordinary cultivator.

 Every knowledgeable person knows that this person was a true disciple of the Yan League in his early years, but he was expelled from the gate because he made a mistake.

It can be said that his ability is no less than that of the true disciples of the Seven Sects of Yuding.

Even compared to other Taoist sects, there is still no concession.

 After all, the realm of Dzogchen is right there!

　　Not even the second-rate forces would dare to provoke him alone.

At this moment, under his leadership, eight great monks took action together.

 The majestic power is shocking!

Just when they all took action, a curtain of light flashing with colorful lights rose up from the Danxia Peak, covering the entire mountain in an instant.

　　Boom! boom! boom!

 Eight attacks landed on the light curtain almost at the same time.

  Violent tremors and deafening explosions.

 An attack of this intensity cannot be underestimated even by Master Jindan.

However!

 When the eight people recalled the magic weapon and looked at it intently.

 Above the big formation, the waves were sparkling and the clouds filled the air.

The faces of countless monks holding weapons nervously in the mountains can be vaguely seen.

 The formation seems to be a little thinner.

 But as the glow spreads, the thin areas become thick again.

In just a moment, all the remaining waves were eliminated, and only the colorful Danxia formation reached the sky and the earth and stood firm!

 When this scene appeared in front of them, everyone was shocked.

Song Fengzi, who came from outside the territory, even took a breath of cold air.

 “Third-level defensive formation?”

 How could a mere second-rate force deploy a third-level defensive formation?

 Xiahou Kun was also shocked.

 Hundred years ago, during the battle to destroy the Min family, there was the Yinxia Xiahou family.

 At that time, the Min family could not arrange a large formation of this level.

 For a time, everyone’s eyes turned to Zheng Xian, the leader.

 In the gaze of everyone, Zheng Xian's old face looked slightly silent.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "This is by no means a complete third-level defense formation, otherwise the fleeting weakness would not be exposed under the attack of the eight of us."

 After hearing this, the other people nodded subconsciously.

They saw clearly just now that the formation was indeed under impact and showed signs of instability.

If it were an authentic third-level defensive formation, let alone eight late-stage foundation-building monks.

 Even if eight more people come, they won’t be able to move like a mountain!

 After all, the target of the third-level defensive formation is Master Jindan. Even the best among them claim to be able to fight against the real Yuanying.

 Formation is never the work of one person.

It’s the collective power of countless formations and equipment and monks united in one mountain and one place!

 Tuoba Lingfei said: "Then continue?"

 He and Xiang Zhonghe are not natives of Tianlan.

 The sooner this matter is resolved, the better!

 Xiahou Kun has a different view.

"I have a brief understanding of the formation. Instead of attacking forcefully, why not slowly figure it out? After observing the flaws, then break them in one fell swoop!"

 When he said this, Tuoba Lingfei and Xiang Zhonghe couldn't help but frown.

 But as Xiahou Kun looked at him, they understood each other's plan.

There are really too many people watching here!

 If the formation is broken too early.

 When the time comes, these monks who are watching will definitely swarm over and get a share of the pie.

 After all, monks are not just idle idlers who come out to eat and watch plays when they have nothing to do.

They are so keen to watch, they must be trying to fish in troubled waters, or even steal the fruits of victory.

 The two of them are outsiders and cannot capture many resources.

 But Xiahou Kun was a local and came with a large number of family monks.

 When the crowd of onlookers is reduced, the Xiahou family will definitely be able to grab more loot.

 As for whether it is possible to break through this formation?

 From their perspective, it’s not that difficult.

As long as it is not a true third-level defensive formation, even if eight great monks cannot take it down, there are more than 30 foundation-building true cultivators in the Destroying Luo Alliance here.

With everyone taking action together, this formation will be broken!

 For a time, the two sides were in a stalemate.

Xia Houkun looked unkind, "Fellow Taoist Song Fengzi, what do you say?"

 In this battle, Tie Jian Tang is one of the absolute main forces.

Including Song Fengzi, a total of three great monks were dispatched, plus ten foundation-building cultivators.

 His attitude is very important.

 However, Song Fengzi smiled and shook his head, "I listened to fellow Taoist Zheng Xian."

  Nominally, this battle is a joint effort between all parties.

 In fact, this battle was led by the Yan League, led by Zheng Xian.

 He said this, even if Xiahou Kun was unwilling, he could only wait for Zheng Xian's order.

 Under the gaze of everyone.

Zheng Xian looked up, as if he was looking at someone.

 After a moment, he lowered his head and withdrew his gaze.

The focus of this battle is not at all about resources, business, or the personal vendetta of the Zheng family.

 It’s the Yanmeng’s face!

 The longer the delay, the more dissatisfied the Yanmeng side will be.

Moreover, for him personally, the hatred of the Zheng family in Gunlongji has nothing to do with him at all.

 What he cares about is returning to the sect and entering the golden elixir stage.

 So, this thing must be done beautifully!

 It is the right principle to break and destroy it with a single strike of thunder!

Taking a deep breath, he raised his right hand.

“All foundation-building cultivators, follow us to attack and break the formation!”

As soon as these words came out, Tuoba Lingfei and Xiang Zhonghe looked satisfied. The sooner they could solve the problem and get away, the better.

Xia Houkun's face was stiff. He thought that after Luo Tianhui was destroyed, he would not be able to gain any advantage, and his mood became worse.

Matsufuzi and her two companions looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

 In this battle, quick victory or slow victory have nothing to do with them.

 The former can get the secret technique of forming pills as soon as possible, while the latter can get more practice resources, but it will lead to long nights and dreams.

 So, it doesn’t matter to them what Zheng Xian decides.

 In a short period of time, the eight monks became a tightrope under Zheng Xian's tough style.

 As for the thirty ordinary foundation-building monks?

 Their opinions and demands are no longer important.

Soon, thirty-eight foundation-building cultivators stood in a row and began to gather their spiritual power and use their magic weapons.

 Under the gaze of countless Tianlan cultivators.

 The spiritual energy fluctuations here became chaotic again.

 Powerful attacks are ready to go.

 Seeing that everyone's attacks were almost fully accumulated, Zheng Xian gave a low drink.

"Take action!" The next moment, one attack after another, from the front, back, up or down, hit the seven-colored light curtain that stretched across the sky and the earth.

　　Boom! boom! boom…

The earth-shaking sound erupted again.

 Powerful sound wave, rolling backwards.

 Some monks at the lower level of the Qi Refining Stage even had bleeding from their mouths and noses, and were forced to retreat continuously.

 This shows how powerful this attack is.

 Under this intensity of attack, the formation began to tremble violently.

 Inside the Danxia Peak where the formation was built, the mountain trembled, and large boulders fell off and rolled down.

 Not long!

 When the smoke and dust dissipated, large holes suddenly appeared in the light curtain.

 Looking at those big holes, Zheng Xian's eyes lit up.

 “The formation is broken!”

 “Everyone, start charging!”

 He waved his hand and gave the order to take action.

The group of foundation-building monks who had just launched an all-out attack were now adjusting their breath to regain their strength.

However, the monks in the Qi Refining Stage under their respective command, under the instructions of each other's elder masters, all rushed towards Danxia Peak.

In an instant, thousands of Qi-refining monks turned into a torrent and rushed towards Danxia Peak.

In contrast, on Danxia Peak, shouts of killing also broke out.

Thousands of monks, armed with magical tools, talismans and seals, guarded the mountain one by one to prevent the enemy from rushing into the mountain.

 Among them, there are many low-level beings who are only in the early and middle stages of Qi refining.

Zheng Xian had excellent eyesight and could see the scene clearly.

"It seems that Luo Tianhui is going to fight to the death, and even the low-level disciples who are not suitable for fighting have been sent out!"

 While he was speaking, Zheng Kejian came closer.

“Cousin, are we, the foundation-building monks, going to take action too?”

Zheng Xian frowned.

Looking across the group of foundation-building monks who were eager to try, he gently passed the message.

“Don’t be anxious, the foundation-building cultivators of Luo Tianhui are not easy people. The rafters will rot first. If you don’t want the Zheng family to decline, you’d better suppress your eagerness to avenge your father.”

Zheng Kejian was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.

Although my cousin was not close to them, he still considered the Zheng family at this time.

At this moment, someone in the crowd couldn't bear it anymore and came out.

 “Everyone, I’m going first!”

 After he took action, the other foundation-building monks couldn't help it.

“Luo Tianhui has oppressed my Xuchen Mountain for a long time. Back then, Dan Chenzi threatened to flatten my Xuchen Mountain. Now that things have changed, it’s time for me to flatten Danxia Peak!”

Wei Bufan laughed wildly and rushed into the broken seven-colored light curtain with his sword.

Seeing that he was leaving quickly, Shen Gongyi, who was suffering from the same illness, also hurriedly followed him.

“Let’s go together, let’s go together! It’s time to avenge Wang Yuan’s insult to me back then. Lao Yu, if you don’t take action now, when will you wait?”

“Don’t be impatient, fellow Daoist Shen, I’m here right now.”

As they were calling their friends, one after another Foundation Establishment cultivators drove flying swords and swarmed towards Danxia Peak.

In just a moment, more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators stepped into the 100-foot range of Danxia Peak.

The remaining dozen or so people didn't want to move, but were suppressed by the message transmitted by the eight late-stage foundation-building monks.

 “Let them go ahead and try the water of Luotianhui.”

 “Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious! We’ll wait and see what happens!”

　　"Don't be impatient for a moment, wait for a while, we will rush to kill again, the good things can't escape."

 Say so.

 But seeing the dozen or so people rushing into Danxia Peak, Xia Houkun and others couldn't help it.

 It is true that Luo Tianhui is very strong.

  But in the final analysis, Chu Kui is the only great monk in the late stage of foundation building.

If we really let the mob in front of us seize good resources, they will be able to draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing.

Xia Houkun glanced at Zheng Xian and Song Fengzi. He couldn't help it at first, and a stern look appeared on his face.

 “Take action!”

With a wave of his hand, the five foundation-building cultivators from the Xiahou family also flew towards Danxia Peak.

But before they even got close to Danxia Peak, Xiahou Kun’s shrill roar came from behind.

"return!"

"Huh?" The five major foundation-building monks of the Xiahou family couldn't help but be stunned.

 Subsequently, they looked at the scene in the holes in the formation with a look of horror on their faces.

 Above the light curtain!

 A colorful Taoist wearing a high crown appeared from the light curtain.

 Holding a long sword, he stepped towards a monk on the second floor of the foundation.

 He doesn't walk fast.

 But the monk's flight speed is even slower!

When the colorful Taoist slashed out with his sword, the monk's eyes were horrified, and his head was beheaded without any resistance.

As the head rolled to the ground, the colorful Taoist smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared, returning to the formation.

If it’s just that, that’s it.

 But the next moment!

The light curtain trembles, and the colorful Taoist reappears in the mortal world!

 Hand holding a long sword, he also walks with the same steps.

 This time the opponent is surprisingly a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, Wei Bufan!

In the past, he only had three levels of foundation building. Under the pressure of Luo Chen, he had to smile when facing his enemies and even apologize.

Now more than ten years have passed, and we have been promoted to the middle stage of foundation building.

 I wanted to take revenge and perform some deeds.

However, at this moment, there were many dead souls above my head, and my heart was filled with fear.

 “What kind of evil magic are you doing...”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 simultaneously!

 The sword light flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

The colorful Taoist smiled slightly, and the seven-colored light that shrouded his body dissipated.

 He returned to the formation.

 When he appeared again, he was right in front of an old man in black.

"Do not kill me!"

Shen Gongyi's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped back.

However, an inexplicable suppressive force caused his flying speed to drop sharply.

 The colorful Taoist swung his sword and his head fell to the ground again.

Such scenes appeared one after another.

In just a short moment, seven people died.

The remaining group of foundation-building monks were so horrified that they no longer cared about the first victory on Danxia Peak and retreated frantically.

 They retreated quickly!

 But the colorful Taoist appears faster!

Hum! Buzz! Buzz!

Three times the light of the formation flashed, and the colorful Taoist appeared three times, and these three times represented the death of the three foundation-building cultivators who had no power to resist.

 The four foundation-building cultivators who escaped ran away like crazy as if they had seen a ghost.

 After they got close to the monks on their side, they stopped, supporting each other with sore bodies, and breathing heavily.

 They were left with frightened faces at this moment.

 The eight great monks headed by Zheng Xian also had solemn expressions on their faces.

Everyone is staring at the colorful light curtain covering Danxia Peak.

There is a human face slowly emerging on it. The hundred-foot-long face overlooks the earth. It is so majestic that it makes people look at it like a god.

 “Among the colorful danxia, ​​I, Min Longyu, am the only one who always wins!”

 “Everyone, you might as well come in and teach me!”

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