The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

How could he not know what the sword in front of him was?

Hearing Fu Hai's words, Antarctic Immortal's face suddenly darkened, his eyes filled with cold light. He was so insulting to himself. Fu Hai was really lawless.

Seeing that the formation was about to be completed, the white light from the body of the Antarctic Immortal was suddenly released, pressing towards Fuhai like a wave.

Trying to break through Fuhai's defense and disperse the large formation was nothing more than wishful thinking by the Antarctic Immortal at this time.

The swarming white light stopped instantly, and a high wall of flashing red light suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the white light.

"Antarctic Immortal, are you really so anxious to die?"

The cold voice came, and the Antarctic Immortal was stagnant, and then his eyes fell on Fu Hai's body. He saw that Fu Hai's body was surging with power, as if he was about to take action.

Feeling the pressure coming from Fei Hai, the Antarctic Immortal could not help but be stunned for a moment, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

At this moment of confusion, a huge halo of light suddenly spread out from the four long swords suspended in the sky, just for a moment. The killing power spread with overwhelming force.

The Antarctic Immortal was shocked all over, bearing the brunt of the killing power, and his face suddenly turned pale.

On the other hand, Fan Hai looked like he was enjoying himself at this moment, with his arms spread out and his killing power becoming more and more powerful.

After taking a deep breath, Fu Hai looked at the Antarctic Immortal with a smile. Seeing that his face was extremely pale, he couldn't help but sneered.

"Xianweng! How do you feel?"

Ignoring this perversion and looking extremely ugly, the Antarctic Immortal snorted coldly, spread his arms suddenly, and then a huge formation unfolded.

The huge formation shrouded the entire Xiqi Camp. Although there was no way to block all the killing power leaked from the Zhuxian Formation, it still blocked most of the power from corroding the many disciples of Chanjiao.

Looking at the Antarctic Immortal standing behind the formation, Fu Hai was not surprised. He just sneered and said, "Now that the formation is complete, Taoist Master, don't you plan to go in and give it a try?"

"Hmph! You just let me in? How much dignity do you have!?"

Hearing this, Fei Hai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he laughed, shook his head and said, "You can be quite imposing when you are shameless."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that in the Zhuxian formation behind him, the four brothers and sisters of Taoist Duobao were already separated in the formation, and their cold eyes swept over the Xiqi camp.

Taoist Duobao snorted coldly and said loudly: "Everyone in the Chanjiao, listen! If you enter the battle with the undead, I will not kill you! If you are brave enough, come in and try!"

Taoist Duobao was in the formation, and in addition to the mighty power of the quasi-sage, his tone also contained a lot of killing power.

There were many disciples of Chan in the Xiqi camp, and those with low cultivation levels were shocked and turned pale when they heard this voice. Fortunately, the formation that the Antarctic Immortal had deployed earlier was there, otherwise his expression would never have changed. So simple.

When the Antarctic Immortal heard this, his face was extremely ugly, but he had no choice. At this time, there was almost no difference between entering the formation and dying. If he forced himself into the formation, he would probably just test the power of the Immortal Killing Formation.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a golden light flashed in the sky, and then three people were seen walking out of the golden light.

The Antarctic Immortal's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this scene, and everyone in Chanjiao couldn't help but feel happy when they looked at the figure appearing in the sky.

Fu Hai and Taoist Duobao looked at it intently, and couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts. The person who came was none other than Taoist Ran Deng, but what really surprised them were the two people next to Taoist Ran Deng.

Although he only had the power of a quasi-sage, Fei Hai recognized them at a glance. They were just two clones.

"Zhunti Taoist, pick up Taoist!"

After calling out the identities of the two people, Taoist Duobao in the Immortal Killing Formation also darkened his face. Although he had expected it, he still did not expect it to be true.

The Second Sage of the West finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Taoist Zhunti, whose identity was revealed by Fu Hai, had an unstable expression on his face. Even the Taoist who received him had the same expression at this time, and no emotion or sorrow could be seen on his face.

Although it was just a clone of himself, it was still a clone of a saint, and it was not something that ordinary quasi-sages could deal with.

The Taoist leader cast his eyes on Fei Hai and said calmly: "General, we haven't seen you for a long time. I'm sorry to have to be polite here."

"This general cannot bear the honor of a saint. If the saint is not staying well in Xiniu Hezhou, what are you doing in a place of right and wrong?"

Fuhai sneered and looked at Taoist Jie Yin. Although he called himself a saint, there was no sign of respect on his face at all.

Taoist Jie Yin was not surprised. He seemed to have known for a long time that he would face the ridicule of Zhenhai Dragon Palace. He just smiled and said, "I can't stay in Hezhou, Xiniu any longer!"

It seemed to be a sigh, but also seemed to be stating a fact. At this moment, the Taoist Master's voice fell, making Fu Hai shrink his eyes.

At this moment, Taoist Ran Deng, who was beside Taoist Jie Yin, stepped forward with a cold look on his face, and his sharp eyes looked at Taoist Duobao in the formation.

"Taoist Duobao! You, a quasi-sage of the three religions, actually use such a vicious formation, aren't you worried about hurting Tianhe!?"

It seemed that he had known this would happen for a long time. At this time, Taoist Duobao sneered and said calmly: "Is it hurting Tianhe? Did you see it?"

After being asked a rhetorical question, Taoist Ran Deng's face darkened, and he said: "The Zhuxian formation is a formation controlled by four peerless fierce swords. These four swords are the magic weapons for killing the fierce ones. Isn't this formation harmful? Tianhe or what?"

"This sword is a treasure given to me by my master to suppress the teaching. You are saying that these four swords were mistakes since they appeared. Does that mean that my master also did something wrong?"

Taoist Duobao said with a sneer, and his eyes fell on Taoist Randeng, which made Taoist Randen suddenly froze. I was about to say something, but I heard the Taoist priest beside me say something.

"Pindao feels that these four swords are harmful to Tianhe."

As soon as the words fell, Fei Hai and Taoist Duobao were both stunned, and then looked at the Taoist who was speaking with cold eyes.

Taoist Duobao's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "In that case, just join the battle. The victory or defeat depends on your own ability. It's useless to talk more!"

Taoist Zhunti, who had been standing aside without speaking, opened his eyes slightly, then stepped forward and said lightly: "In that case, let's give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light surged from the body of the Taoist Zhunti, and he stepped into the Immortal Killing Formation.

Looking at this scene, the Antarctic Immortal and other disciples suddenly showed a smile on their faces.

If the saint takes action, this formation may not be as troublesome as he thought!