Wrath of the Immortal

"Looking for death!!!"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to attack and kill Gao Yiran who was attacking.

Just as Xiao Chen attacked, Gao Yiran's hand that was stabbing him suddenly stopped.

"Clang!!!"

The dagger fell from Gao Yiran's hand and fell to the ground, making a series of light sounds.

Gao Yiran looked painful. She wanted to kill Xiao Chen very much, but she couldn't do it.

"Sect Master, I'm sorry, I don't want to kill him..."

Gao Yiran's eyes were filled with tears. She picked up the dagger and turned to the outside of the hall.

Since she couldn't do it, she simply gave up her hatred and protected Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen was offering sacrifices to the command flag, he always separated a spiritual consciousness to sense every move around him.

Xiao Chen could guess Gao Yiran's thoughts.

If this woman knew the situation, she could pretend that it didn't happen.

On the contrary, as long as she had the intention to kill, Xiao Chen would kill her immediately.

Seeing Gao Yiran finally give up, Xiao Chen was a little surprised and continued to offer sacrifices to the command flag.

Three days later, Xiao Chen woke up from the refining of the command flag and breathed a sigh of relief.

The command flag flashed and floated above Xiao Chen's head, making a buzzing sound.

"Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

Hearing the voice, Gao Yiran ran in and shouted worriedly.

Seeing the command flag floating on its own, Gao Yiran was stunned, her eyes full of disbelief.

She didn't expect that Xiao Chen only took eight days to successfully refine the command flag.

Could it be that there were only more than 8,000 formations in the command flag?

Even so, if you want to successfully refine it, you need 8,000 spiritual roots!

"I'm fine!"

Xiao Chen didn't want Gao Yiran to see the flaw, so he waved his sleeves and put away the green command flag.

"Did you succeed in the refining?"

Gao Yiran came to Xiao Chen and asked subconsciously.

"Half of it was successful, barely usable."

Xiao Chen didn't tell the truth, pointing to the surrounding command flags, motioning Gao Yiran to take some away.

"I only need this much, I'll give you the rest!"

Gao Yiran selected more than a hundred flags and put them into the storage bag.

Xiao Chen was not polite either, he used the Great Wind Technique and returned to the front of him with the flags wrapped around him.

"I'll tell you how to sacrifice, you can try..."

Xiao Chen taught Gao Yiran how to sacrifice in front of her.

"I don't have many spiritual roots in my body, only more than a thousand, I'm afraid it won't work!"

Gao Yiran understood the sacrifice method, but thought it was impossible.

"How do you know if you don't try? You can sacrifice the yellow flag with fewer formations."

Xiao Chen took out a yellow flag from the storage bag and handed it to Gao Yiran.

The green flag is mainly used to defend the formation.

The red flag is mainly used to attack the formation.

The white flag is mainly used to store spiritual power.

The black flag is mainly used to store soul power.

The yellow flag combines five functions. Although it is powerful, it is extremely difficult to make.

Therefore, most of the formations in the yellow flag have only about a thousand.

"Okay! I'll try..."

Gao Yiran hesitated for a moment, input his consciousness into it, and tried to sacrifice the formation.

Xiao Chen did not look at Gao Yiran, turned around, and walked silently out of the hall.

The assassination just now had already left Xiao Chen with a grudge.

The two of them were not from the same world.

Like Zhu Zhiming, Gao Yiran's fate with Xiao Chen came to an end when he made a choice.

When he came to the outside of the hall, Xiao Chen controlled the Qiankun Ding and sensed the ground.

Not long after, he found a bottomless staircase on the ground.

This is the passage connecting the other halls.

Xiao Chen opened it easily, stepped in, and walked down ninety-nine steps.

When he appeared again, Xiao Chen came to a hall and sensed a familiar breath.

The owner of this breath was none other than Wang Guangyao, the leader of the Shenhun Sect.

At this moment, Wang Guangyao stood outside the formation, his face gloomy, his eyes full of sparks of anger.

Behind him, stood more than a hundred old men.

The aura exuded by the crowd was extremely huge, all of them were Nascent Soul cultivators.

Most of these people were cultivators of the Soul Sect, and some were powerful independent cultivators.

The formation in front of them was extremely complex, beyond everyone's imagination.

When Wang Guangyao came here, he led the Soul Sect's strong men to search for treasures in the hall.

After some efforts, although they did not obtain the best treasures, they also obtained some pretty good refining materials.

For example, a roll of ancient parchment.

It records the portals from the Soul Continent to other places in ancient times.

As long as these places are found and opened with the teleportation stone, they can go to other continents.

After Wang Guangyao found the treasure, he did not leave in a hurry, but continued to search around.

The hall in front of him occupies a large area, and there is a square in front of the hall.

On the square, a large bronze tripod stands.

This bronze tripod is surprisingly large, more than three feet high.

At first glance, it is impossible to tell what kind of treasure this tripod is.

Placing it in such a position is enough to show that this tripod is extraordinary.

What Wang Guangyao did not expect was that there was a powerful formation outside the bronze hall.

After three days and three nights of research, they were unable to break the formation and successfully take the tripod away.

Wang Guangyao and the strong men of the Soul Sect joined forces to finally break the external defense.

It would take unimaginable time to completely break the formation.

Later, many casual cultivators came and wanted to share a piece of the pie.

These people were afraid of the power of the Soul Sect and stood far behind them, not daring to step forward.

These independent cultivators are smart. If they go forward to snatch it, the strong men of the Soul Sect will definitely kill them.

Besides, the formation outside the bronze cauldron has not been cracked yet.

They can wait until the formation is broken, and then find a way to snatch the cauldron.

Wang Guangyao knew what the independent cultivators were thinking, but he did not point it out, nor did he drive them away.

He believed that the formation in front of him seemed complicated, and it was only a matter of time to crack it.

Wang Guangyao and others cracked it for seven days, but only defeated a few small external formations, which made them a little irritated.

"Master Lingxiao, you have watched the excitement for so long, do you still want to continue watching?"

Wang Guangyao turned around and asked one of the independent cultivators angrily.

Master Lingxiao is the Taoist name of this cultivator, and his real name is Zhang Lingxiao.

Zhang Lingxiao has white hair and wrinkles on his forehead, looking like an old man in his twilight years.

However, his eyes are unusually bright, as if he can see through everything.

"Master Wang, according to the rules of the Soul Continent, whoever finds the treasure first can break the formation first."

Hearing Wang Guangyao's words, Zhang Lingxiao did not walk over, but said slowly.

The meaning of his words was very clear...

Do you think I'm stupid? There's no way you can ask me to work over there.

"Hmph! What if I ask you to come and help?"

Wang Guangyao's face sank and he asked sternly.

"Master Wang, don't flatter me."

"All of you can't break the formation."

"Can I, a mere casual cultivator, break it successfully?"

"..."

Wang Guangyao shook his head and said neither servilely nor arrogantly.

"You..."

Hearing this, Wang Guangyao was furious, but he could do nothing.

He was not afraid of Zhang Lingxiao, the key point was that there was a group of casual cultivators standing behind him.

The power of these people should not be underestimated. If they really fought, it would be a miserable victory.

"Let's join forces to break the formation together, and give you the treasures we got before, how about that?"

Wang Guangyao gritted his teeth and promised Zhang Lingxiao and other casual cultivators.

"We don't care about those treasures."

"Break the formation. If there are treasures in the big cauldron, give us half."

"If there are none, consider it as our help."

"..."

Zhang Lingxiao stroked his beard and said very shrewdly.

"Deal!!!"

Wang Guangyao glared at Zhang Lingxiao and agreed with some dissatisfaction.

In this way, the people of the Soul Sect and the independent cultivators led by Zhang Lingxiao joined forces to break the formation.

Not long after the people broke the formation, a man came up on the steps not far away.

As soon as this man appeared, he sacrificed a small bronze sword and looked at everyone vigilantly.

"Xiao Chen, you are so brave that you dare to come here..."

Seeing Xiao Chen, Wang Guangyao was stunned at first, and then roared fiercely.