Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Tiangang Beidou, Wind Blade!"

After all the arrows fell, Master Yimei shouted coldly again, and then the formation began to change.

Everyone felt a gust of wind roaring, and countless sharp blades composed of strong winds instantly jumped into the ascetic team, taking away six or seven heads in an instant. The ascetic who was lucky enough not to be beheaded also had scars all over his body and his face was miserable.

"Tiangang Beidou, punishment of fire!"

Master Yimei drank coldly for the third time, and a scorching breath suddenly appeared in the formation, and countless fire-attribute spiritual powers rushed towards the ascetics.

boom!

The bodies of several ascetics were ignited and slowly turned to ashes in the fire.

"Tiangang Beidou, the power of water!"

"Tiangang Beidou, bound by wood!"

"Tiangang Beidou, the power of the stars!"

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In the Tiangang Beidou Formation, Master Yimei's eyes were stern. With every order he issued, several ascetics must fall down. After an attack, among the dozens of ascetics, there were less than ten people still standing. The others The ascetic monks were all annihilated by the formation attack just now.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked horrified. They attacked for a long time, but the ascetic monk couldn't do anything. However, they didn't expect that Master Yimei just laid out a formation and easily eliminated the opponent.

"The Shenfu Sect's formation is indeed powerful."

"It is rumored that Master Yimei is an formation king. Now it seems that it is true! He is really too strong."

"Nonsense, if you are not strong, can you be called the king of the formation? It seems that we will not die yet!"

The rest were talking among themselves, their eyes full of surprises.

In the crowd, Long Shisan glanced at Master Yimei solemnly, then turned and asked Master Miaoshui beside him.

"What do you think?"

After hearing Long Shisan's words, Master Miaoshui also showed a dignified look in his eyes.

She pondered for a while, and then said: "Although Yimei's cultivation is not strong, if we fight alone, he is not my enemy, but if it is a battle like today, I am not as good as him."

The aloof and arrogant Master Miaoshui actually said such words at this time, which is enough to show that Master Yimei is indeed powerful.

This is the horror of the formation king!

Long Shisan nodded and agreed with Master Miaoshui's words.

Before this, Long Shisan had seen many formations, but those formations were worthless in his eyes, so he did not take the formation master seriously.

But after seeing the power of the Tiangang Beidou Formation just now, he finally realized that he was completely wrong before. The role that the formation masters could play in such a group battle was simply appalling.

Just when everyone was shocked, the spiritual power around them fluctuated rapidly, and the light of the formation gradually faded away.

The formation disappeared.

As the formation disappeared, everyone in the Shenfu Sect fell to the ground with dejected expressions, their faces extremely pale.

Although Master Yimei was a little better, his breath was still a little unstable. He ignored everyone. He sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed several elixirs, and began to recover.

Although he is the first-level formation king, maintaining the Tiangang Beidou Formation is also a big burden for him.

"Is this the formation king?"

In the crowd, Zhang Yifeng looked at Master Yimei, who was recovering from his wear and tear. He sighed in his heart, and his eyes burst out with endless energy.

He is now a seventh-level high-level formation master, and he has the formation Dao Qishu Tian Ji. It is only a matter of time for him to become as powerful an formation king as Master Yimei or even surpass him.

However, the most important thing right now is to wait until things here are over and upgrade the formation flag in his hand.

Zhang Yifeng is already a seventh-level high-level formation master. Zhang Yifeng had some insights at the mysterious teleportation formation in the seventh area of ​​the Sunset Mountains. Judging from the information fed back by the Nascent Soul in his body, he has touched the threshold of an eighth-level formation master. It is possible to break through to the eighth-level formation master at any time, but the level of the formation flags he uses to set up formations has seriously failed to keep up with his formation skills.

Maybe others didn't see it, but he saw clearly just now that the reason why the Tiangang Beidou Formation arranged by Master Yimei is so powerful has a lot to do with his set of formation flags.

In his opinion, that set of formation flags should be a set of high-grade formation flags.

However, Zhang Yifeng was not envious because he had the Soul Blood Casting Technique and had previously found a thousand and twenty-four meteor hammers.

As long as he finds enough materials and re-refines the formation flag, he will definitely be able to forge a formation flag even more powerful than Master Yimei.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

While Zhang Yifeng was thinking, the remaining eight ascetics in the Buddhist hall gave up the idea of ​​attacking everyone, and actually turned around and ran towards the depths of the Buddhist hall.

Everyone didn't think anything of the sudden escape of these ascetics, because in their opinion, the ascetics must have been scared after so many companions died.

But Tianxin Buddhist's face changed drastically and he shouted loudly: "Hurry up and chase!"

Before he finished speaking, Tianxin Buddhist took the lead in chasing the fleeing ascetics.

Long Shisan and others looked at this scene with some astonishment. They didn't know why the Tianxin Buddhists were so nervous. They were just a few surviving ascetics. Do they need to be so nervous?

At this moment, a young Buddhist walked up to the crowd and said with a solemn face: "In Lingzhou, the ascetics never run away in battle. They will only run away in one situation."

A situation?

Long Shisan had a vague feeling in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

The young Buddhist said solemnly: "Body sacrifice."

"what is that?"

At this time, Master Yimei recovered and walked up to the young Buddhist and asked.

The young Buddhist immediately explained: "Physical sacrifice is a secret method among ascetics. When they are desperate, they will use the physical body as a sacrifice and the secret method as a guide to summon a blood demon monk at the cost of their own lives."

"The Blood Demon Monks are Buddhists who have abandoned me, the Buddha, and fallen into the devil's path. They all had great strength during their lives. After death, because they abandoned Buddhism, their souls could not go to the Buddha's kingdom. They could only fall into the netherworld and experience the pain of eternal life and no reincarnation. Because of this, the Blood Demon Monks are very powerful, they..."

The young Buddhist was about to continue speaking, but was suddenly interrupted by Long Shisan.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Hurry up and chase them. If they summon the Blood Demon Monk, then this is the place where our bones are buried." Although he didn't know the specific strength of the Blood Demon Monk, just from the words of the young Buddhist , he instinctively felt the threat of death.

"Yes, chase quickly!"

At this moment, both the disciples of the three major sects and a group of disciples all chased towards the depths of the Buddhist temple.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

We must not let these ascetics escape!