When the formation is completed, the battle to suppress demons can be started.
But when the war really started, all the monks in Tongxian City felt doubts in their hearts.
Is the formation really okay? Can it really kill Feng Xi?
Not only ordinary casual cultivators, but also Elder Yu and the others in the Foundation Establishment Stage were also worried.
But they dare not ask about ink painting.
One is because I am afraid of putting pressure on ink painting, and the other is that it is useless to ask.
There is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn.
When things have reached this point, the formation has been built. No matter what, I can only bite the bullet and start killing the monster.
The ink painting has a calm eyes and a calm expression from beginning to end.
It seems that this time the monster will definitely die in the formation.
This also made several foundation-building monks inexplicably calm down.
Elder Yu sighed in his heart. At least he was a foundation-building monk who had lived for hundreds of years and had experienced the storms. Now he is not as calm as a child.
But then I thought about it again that although I have experienced storms, it is indeed the first time I have encountered such a big storm as a big monster...
The big formation is also a formation. Since it is a formation, they don’t understand it. Since they don’t understand it, then believe in Mo Hua.
Not only Elder Yu, but all monks basically think so.
The Five Elements Demon Demon Array is a great formation for trapping and killing. If you want to trap Feng Xi, you must naturally first introduce Feng Xi into the formation.
This step is very dangerous, so you can only do the foundation-building monks, and the Taoist soldiers will cover it from the side.
Among the foundation-building monks who led Feng Xu to kill, Mo Hua even saw Zhang Lan.
"Uncle Zhang, have you built your foundation?!"
Mo Hua was surprised.
Zhang Lan pretended to be calm, but his eyebrows could not hide his complacentness, and said lightly: "It's okay, I took the time to build a foundation."
Mo Hua curled his lips and took the time to build a foundation... It was like taking the time to kiss her.
Is it really that easy to build a foundation...
But he remembered Zhang Lan's previous words again.
It is indeed not difficult for disciples of aristocratic families to build the foundation.
Zhang Lan had stopped at the ninth level of Qi Refining before, one was to polish the foundation, and the other was to escape the troubles of the family.
"Have you laid your foundation?" Mo Hua asked.
Zhang Lan said casually: "It's almost done, there's no need to polish it all the time."
"Then you have built a foundation, are you going home for a blind date?" Mo Hua said curiously again.
Zhang Lan's face turned dark: "Can you kid say something serious?"
Mo Hua laughed and felt grateful at the same time.
He knew that Zhang Lan's move was actually for the monks in Tongxian City. After all, if one more foundation building is used to deal with the great demon, he will have more strength and more guarantees, so he is eager to break through the realm.
Mo Hua silently remembered Zhang Lan's favor and said in his heart:
"If you have the chance in the future, you must help Uncle Zhang!"
The plan to kill the great demon was discussed before the formation was completed, and at this time it was just a choice.
The next day, the sky was dark and the Taoist soldiers began to gather.
Yang Jiyong stood on a mountain, looking at the blood-colored monster in front of him from a distance, with a solemn expression.
After a while, a Taoist soldier who was also wearing armor came over and whispered: "Brother, everything has been arranged."
This person is named Yang Rong. He is not only a member of the Yang family, but also the commander of the Taoist soldiers who were allocated to support him this time.
Yang Jiyong nodded, still frowned.
The atmosphere was a little dull, so Yang Rong found some words and started chatting with Yang Jiyong.
After talking about some family trivial matters, Yang Rong suddenly became a little confused and asked:
"Brother, why did you only transfer the Yang family to here this time?"
When applying for the transfer of road troops, the Daoting could only be assigned by the Dao Ting. This time, Yang Jiyong used the Yang family's connections, and then transferred Yang Rong and others.
Moreover, not only Yang Rong, but also the Taoist soldiers who came this time, all had a connection with the Yang family. They either had the surname Yang, had married the Yang family, or had received favors from the Yang family, and were all considered "one of their own people" of the Yang family.
"I don't worry about doing things by myself." Yang Jiyong replied.
Yang Rong obviously didn't believe it, "Brother, tell the truth, don't lie to me."
Yang Jiyong glanced at Yang Rong, thought for a moment, and said slowly:
"Okay, I'll tell you, but you must keep your mouth shut, including the brothers below, don't let go of any rumors."
Yang Rong's expression froze and nodded, "Brother, don't worry."
Yang Jiyong said: "The main purpose of I asked you to come is to keep it confidential. No matter whether the formation is built or not, whether Feng Xi can be killed, don't leak the news..."
Yang Rong was a little embarrassed, "It's impossible to hide the big news when building a large formation..."
"It's not that you were asked to hide the construction of the formation," Yang Jiyong said, "It's that you were asked to hide the construction of the formation."
Yang Rong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who built this formation?"
As soon as they arrived at Tongxian City, they were stationed near the big demon to prevent the big demon from causing any changes, so they did not have much contact with the monks in Tongxian City.
They didn't interfere in building the formation either.
They don’t understand even more about drawing formations.
He only remembered seeing a group of formation masters, the most conspicuous of which was an old formation master with a strong temperament. As for who was responsible for building the formation, he had no idea.
Yang Jiyong was about to say it, but suddenly shook his head, "You don't know the best."
Yang Rong was stunned for a moment and didn't want to ask anymore, but suddenly he was curious as if he was tickling his paws.
Brother Yang is so serious about the matter, which shows that this matter is indeed extraordinary.
"Brother Yang, tell me, I know what confidentiality is, so that I can keep it more confidential. If you don't tell me, I don't even know what confidentiality is. What if I accidentally miss it?"
Yang Jiyong was stunned, "When did you become so smart?"
Yang Rong smiled.
Yang Jiyong thought about it and decided to tell him, "Have you seen a young monk these days?"
"Little monk?" Yang Rong was slightly stunned.
"The eyes are picturesque, white, handsome, and a little monk who looks clever and cute at first glance. If you look at it again, you will not be able to see through it..."
Yang Rong frowned and thought, and suddenly said "ah", and he remembered.
"It's the little monk who followed a group of old formation masters."
"You said it was reversed."
"Reverse?"
Yang Jiyong said lightly: "It's not that he is following the old formation master, but a group of old formation masters are following him..."
Yang Rong opened his mouth wide, "No way..."
Then he thought of what Yang Jiyong said, "The person who built the formation", and was a little confused for a moment, and said, "No way..."
Yang Jiyong clicked until he stopped talking, and only reminded him:
"I understand."
Yang Rong was stunned for a long time, figured it out, shook his head, and murmured: "It's so terrible..."
Nowadays, can such a young child build a large formation?
Yang Rong came to Yang Jiyong again and whispered: "Brother, you can't let the Li family and the Chang family know about this."
Otherwise, they would definitely win over them by any means.
"That's why I used the Yang family's relationship to let you come over."
"But what if I can't hide it?" Yang Rong was a little worried.
"It's okay," Yang Jiyong said calmly, "as long as they didn't see it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it."
Yang Rong nodded.
Actually, he saw it with his own eyes, but he still didn't believe it...
But since my elder brother said that, he would do whatever he wanted.
"There is one of the most important things..."
Yang Jiyong looked at Yang Rong and reminded him:
"This time, the success or failure of Feng Xi is unknown. If you fail, you must find a way to keep the safety of the ink painting."
"Ink painting..."
Yang Rong remembered the name and nodded, "Okay!"
After saying that, he looked at Feng Xu in the distance again and couldn't help but sigh:
"A such a big monster, I couldn't help but feel palpitations just by looking at it. Can I really kill it?"
Yang Jiyong said in a deep voice: "No matter what, I have to try it."
After saying that, he sighed in his heart:
Hopefully, this time, don't die too many people...
The Taoist soldiers who came this time were all confidants of the Yang family, and most of them were his brothers who shared life and death on the battlefield. He didn't want too many casualties.
But this time they were facing a terrifying monster.
Within the state realm, the great demon is invincible.
Even if a large formation is built, it is not easy to compete with the great demon.
Yang Jiyong looked calm, but he couldn't help but feel worried.
After Yang Rong left, after a while, Zhang Lan found Yang Jiyong again.
After building the foundation, Zhang Lan became much more confident. When he saw Yang Jiyong, his waist was straighter.
The two briefly handed over the matter of killing Feng Xi, and Zhang Lan turned around and left, but he was stopped by Yang Jiyong just after he took a few steps.
"Zhang Lan." Yang Jiyong shouted, silent for a moment, then said in a stern voice: "Don't die..."
Zhang Lan's expression was slightly stagnant, a little surprised, but he still didn't say good things in his mouth:
"I won't die, don't curse me, you bastard."
Yang Jiyong's eyes twitched, "I'm talking about not dying, not letting you die!"
Zhang Lan snorted coldly, "Before the war, the words were always said in the opposite direction. What you said was just like I was about to die..."
Yang Jiyong's little concern for Zhang Lan disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but scold:
"Fuck you, the dog can't spit out ivory. I'm so kind to feed the dog!"
"You still have good intentions?"
"It's gone, I've been eaten by you, the dog."
...
The two of them suffered from each other for a while, and they were silent again.
Zhang Lan said, "Don't worry, the formation was built by Mo Hua. He usually doesn't do anything that he is unsure of. As long as you don't seek death by yourself, you shouldn't die..."
Yang Jiyong didn't say anything, but his mood was not that heavy either.
...
At the time of Mao, everyone began to follow the plan, preparing to wake up Feng Xu and introduce Feng Xu into the formation.
Yang Jiyong took action first.
He raised his spear flat and had all his luck to condense his spiritual power on the spear. Then the spear was bright and golden, and he held a huge force and stabbed Feng Xu's abdomen.
This is the best Taoist technique secretly passed down by the Yang family - the Golden Spear.
The Qian family ancestor in the middle stage of foundation building was also seriously injured by this type of gunfire.
With the spear reaching, Feng Xi's abdomen was squeezed by spiritual power, and a deep hole was penetrated. But in an instant, blood and blood were condensed and flesh was reborn.
When everyone saw this, they were all amazed.
Very strong marksmanship and a strong blood.
It is almost impossible for such a powerful monster to be killed by a monk.
It just stands still and allows them to attack the foundation-building monks until they are exhausted, and may not be able to consume one or two of its blood and energy.
However, this shot did cause considerable injuries to Feng Xu.
Feng Xu was in pain and suddenly woke up, making a fierce roar, which made people's eyes change.
It opened its eyes, its pupils turned irregularly, and finally it was frozen on Commander Yang. In an instant, the anger on its body suddenly became strong.
It stood up tremblingly, and Feng Feng, who had refined his blood and energy for three months, was like a hill, mixed with a strong bloody aura, and directly rushed towards Commander Yang.
Fortunately, the pig demon is clumsy, has not finished his blood and energy, and has difficulty moving.
Yang Jiyong retreated back, and while retreating, he led Feng Xu and walked towards the direction of the formation.
Today's third update, I will add another chapter later. Let me mention the plot progress~
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Chapter completed!