Lin Tian followed the mountain wall pointed by Huang Yang, explored it with his spiritual consciousness, and immediately sensed the fluctuation of the formation above.

As the spiritual consciousness spreads inside, it can explore a space inside.

inside.

Under the shroud of Lin Tian's spiritual consciousness, one can see various elixirs, spiritual herbs, exercise books, magic weapons and spiritual stones of different qualities on display.

Most of the spiritual stones are broken spiritual stones, and the rest include many low-grade spiritual stones.

There are only about a dozen middle-grade spiritual stones, but none of the top-grade spiritual stones!

But the advantage of these spiritual stones is that they are large in number, with visual estimates of at least a thousand or so.

Although low-grade spiritual stones are of little use to improve Lin Tian's cultivation, the advantage lies in their considerable quantity!

"Let's go down!"

Lin Tian was in a good mood, chuckled, and jumped down with Dong Quansheng and Huang Yang.

"Master Lin, what's the solution to this formation?"

When standing in front of the mountain wall, Huang Yang looked back at Lin Tian and whispered.

only.

Lin Tian did not respond to him, but smiled slightly, raised his hand to make a seal, and made a series of formation patterns on the mountain wall.

"This is……"

Huang Yang's eyes suddenly widened with shock on his face.

Dong Quansheng on the side was also horrified.

Lin Tian's strength was terrifying and his medical skills were astonishing. Just these two factors made him astonished.

But now, he also knows how to use formations!

Is there anything else that Mr. Lin can’t do?

Dong Quansheng took a deep breath and sighed secretly.

And at the same time.

Liang Yuge had already brought Ning Xiaofeng and others to the square of the main hall of Youhong Island.

All around and within the square, there was a mess.

The brutal scenes of fighting are shocking.

At this time, Fei Chuyun, the leader of Youhong Island, and a group of masters from Youhong Island, were resisting attacks from two to three hundred people outside the mountain gate.

Among those people, there were strong men from the island country wearing kimonos, as well as monks from the Onmyoji Sect wearing sect uniforms!

The monks on Youhong Island relied on defensive formations to resist the attacks of those people.

Fei Chuyun, the leader of Youhong Island, has a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and among the elders, there are two early stage Golden Elixirs, and many fake Elders in the elixir stage!

Such a foundation can only be possessed by top sects!

But at this time.

Facing the attacks from those outside, the entire main palace of Youhong Island is already in danger.

The leader of the Yin Yang Ghost Sect, Kei Chuan, who was attacking over there, also had a mid-stage Golden Core cultivation level, and he was followed by three Golden Core monks!

And the most terrifying thing is that among the strong men from the island country who took action together, there were three king-level sword warriors!

Cultivators in the island country are generally divided into three categories: charioteers, ninjas, and sword cultivators!

Sword repairman, also called sword warrior!

They usually use samurai swords as weapons and specialize in swordsmanship!

The sword warrior training realms in the island country are divided into swordsmen, sword masters, master sword warriors, king sword warriors, emperor sword warriors, holy sword warriors, etc.!

The strength of a swordsman is generally equivalent to the strength of the first to fourth or fifth levels of Qi Refining!

A powerful swordsman is equivalent to about the ninth level of Qi refining!

As for the master-level sword warrior, that is already equivalent to the strength of a foundation-building monk!

The strength of a king-level sword warrior is roughly equivalent to that of a golden elixir monk. The strength of a high-level king-level sword warrior is even comparable to that of a fake infant!

Further up, there are the emperor-level sword warriors, whose strength is comparable to that of Yuanying-level monks!

And in front of you.

Among the three king-level sword warriors who appeared, the leader of them did not take action, but was hanging in the air a few meters above the ground, with his hands behind his back.

It was a man wearing a black kimono sword samurai uniform. There was a burst of sword energy under his feet, which could make him fly several meters in the air.

certainly.

This is far, far behind the golden elixir monk's real flying sword flying through the air or stepping into the air.

But this guy's strength is terrifying, and the aura he exudes is comparable to that of a fake infant monk!

He stood there, giving people a terrifying pressure.

Fierce eyes stared at Fei Chuyun and others with a sneer on his lips.

"Oil Red Sword (Youhong Island), are the inferior Chinese sects and monks still struggling to their death?"

Seeing that they could not attack for a long time, the leader of the island king-level sword warrior said fiercely to Fei Chuyun and others.

"Low-level Chinese monks, if they surrender, they still have a chance to survive!"

Many monks from other island countries started to drink together.

The Yin Yang Ghost Sect monks who were following him all had sullen faces and complex expressions.

On the Youhong Island side, Fei Chuyun and others showed anger on their faces, with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Damn islanders, you alone don't deserve to be called humans! The beasts are not as ferocious as you!"

At this time, a young man standing next to Fei Chuyun stood up and shouted angrily.

If Lin Tian were here, he would definitely recognize this guy. He is Song Yuanhui, the number one disciple of the younger generation of Youhong Island!

"Surrender? Stop being delusional!"

Fei Chuyun had a sneer on his face, and then he looked at Kei Chuan, the leader of the Yin Yang Ghost Sect, and said: "Kui Chuan, you are really a group of people who are neither humans nor ghosts. You are willing to become other people's lackeys without even knowing it! It's a waste of time.

I, Youhong Island, believed your lies and was almost fooled!"

"Hmph! Lackey? Fei Chuyun, it's you who don't understand the overall situation!"

Keiden's eyes flashed with a faint green light and he replied coldly.

He turned his head and glanced at the three king-level sword warriors, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.

The Yin Yang Ghost Sect has been lurking for so many years. Is he really a lackey?

Of course not!

One thing he knows very well is that even the powerful cultivators of the island country are just pawns of those above!

The Yin Yang Ghost Sect is also the pawn of others!

However, in this world where the strong are respected, if you are not strong enough, you will be someone else’s pawn!

Either obey or die!

There is no other choice!

"Sanada-san, we are unable to attack you, please take action if you can!"

Soon, a king-level sword warrior turned around and said respectfully to the man in black uniform who had not made a move.

The man nodded slightly.

Then he looked at Fei Izuyun again and said in a hoarse voice: "I, Sanada Yota, come from Kanna Palace! I am a high-level king-level sword warrior! My friends in the sword cultivation world call me the best among the emperor-level sword warriors.

Man! I have always felt that I have been overly praised! But I am also quite confident, so I just want to try it now to see if I can break the ancient formation inherited by you on Youhong Island!"

Said.

Sanada Yota has slowly drawn out the samurai sword from his waist.

The arc-shaped samurai sword flickered with bursts of sword light, crackling in the empty space, vaguely distorting the space caused by the sudden change of the sword body.

At the same time.

Many of the island nation's powerful men and Keiden and others who had taken action stopped.

"Star Thunder Cross, kill!"

Sanada Yota's eyes suddenly opened, and sword energy surged all over his body, accompanied by wisps of electric light. On his samurai sword, sword energy several meters long surged into the sky.

As soon as he shouted angrily, his sword was already slashing towards the formation.

"Back off! Back off everyone!"

Fei Chuyun, who was defending on the opposite side, had a look of horror on his face and roared angrily at Song Yuanhui and the others.
To be continued...