Chapter 92 Juvenile Jianghu, heroic chivalrous loyalty(1/2)
After Wuxin and Ningshi's phantom talked, he left relieved.
The phantom disappeared in the air.
"If you don't live forever, you will eventually turn into dust."
Yang An looked at the place where the obsession disappeared.
If you can keep your obsession in the relics, this person's soul cultivation must be quite good, but it must not be as good as taking over the ghost immortals, and even possessing one's body and showing his appearance.
But being able to achieve this level of cultivation in this world will definitely be a person with great talent.
What restricts this kind of person is this world.
"Apart from the legendary immortals, no one has ever lived forever."
Xiao Se said lightly.
He entered the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm at the age of seventeen. He thought he could get a glimpse of the legendary realm, but he did not expect to be a disaster.
The hidden vein was destroyed, and all the cultivation level was gone.
Wu Xin wiped away the tears from his face at this time and walked over.
When the seven monks from Kowloon Temple saw the obsession with forgetfulness appear, they did not rush to find unintentional trouble, but joined the monks who read the scriptures.
Until the obsession with forgetfulness disappeared, the few people were still sitting upright, waiting for the monk Wuxin.
When I walked out without thinking, I saw a few people from Kowloon Temple.
"I'll break the formation."
During the month when Lei Wujie and Monk Wuxin were together, he had already regarded Monk Wuxin as his friend. Seeing the people from Jiulong Temple take action, he decisively helped.
"Senior Brother Xueyuecheng is still there, aren't you afraid of not being able to enter?"
Yang An pointed at Tang Lian and said.
"It's okay, the eldest brother hasn't come yet. I'm not helping me before I even get in."
Lei Wujie shook his head and said.
"This is the Arhat Formation of the Original Arhat, which is difficult to break."
Wuxin came over, put his hands together, and thanked him for joining the salvation.
"You can only know after trying."
Lei Wujie entered the formation directly.
"Has he always been so brave?"
Yang An looked at Xiao Se.
"Well, I've always been so brave."
Xiao Se thought about it and replied.
"Young people are chivalrous and loyal, and dare to break the sky with anger."
Yang An sighed.
"You are not a teenager. In theory, you are younger than Lei Wujie."
Xiao Se leaned lazily and said angrily.
Lei Wujie found someone and started fighting.
I don’t know if it was to hide my identity, but did not use the Lei family’s Wufang Fist, but used the Great Arhat Fist from Shaolin Temple.
In the formation, a monk fought with him, and he had no choice but to decide the outcome for a long time.
The monk asked:
"Who is the donor?"
"Xiao Wuser, deputy owner of Xueluo Villa!"
Lei Wujie replied seriously.
"It seems that you have experienced a lot this month, and Lei Wujie has become the deputy owner of the manor, and his name has also been changed."
Yang An quipped.
"roll!"
Xiao Se blurted out and cursed.
Just give it a fake name, how can I add his villa and name to it?
I've never seen such a stupid person before.
After Lei Wujie finished speaking, he continued to fight with the monk.
The two fought back and forth.
After a while, the monk retreated and merged into the formation again
"If you want to lose, it will be difficult for one person to resist seven."
Yang An suddenly said.
"The formation has been completed, Lei Wujie can't beat it."
Wuxin said, the person was about to rush over to help, but was stopped by Xiao Se.
Because, one-on-seven, for Lei Wujie, it is also an opportunity, and it is expected to improve its cultivation.
"Your goal now is to leave, not to have a one-to-one match, and to give it one by one, which is not a good idea."
Yang An reminded.
He knew why Xiao Se pulled Wuxin, because the aura on Lei Wujie became stronger and stronger, and after this battle, his cultivation level could be broken.
Xiao Se nodded and let go of his hand.
Wuxin thought for a while and rushed over.
"Hanshan Temple is unintentional, come and break the formation!"
One final formation is seven to one.
Originally, their number was not superior, and the difference between one and seven was even greater.
All of these seven monks from Kowloon Temple have good cultivation.
Unintentionally joining the group, the two gangs fought back and forth.
Lei Wujie dragged one person, and Wuxin fought another person, and the power of the formation joint attack was dispersed.
Lei Wujie felt that the pressure on his body was much less.
"Do you think they can break the formation?"
Xiao Se looked at Yang An who was indifferent and asked.
"Yes, the inner demon inspiration is a mysterious secret technique, you should have seen it!"
Yang An nodded and looked at Xiao Se with bright eyes.
"It's a forbidden technique."
Xiao Se did not refute, but added.
He has personally seen it along the way.
In the formation, monks are at a disadvantage.
Zen Master Dajue sitting in it, but there was no change.
The golden lotus appeared in the eyes of the monk Wuxin. The monks were in a state of movement. Wuxin grabbed Lei Wujie and threw it outside the formation to fight alone.
Zen Master Dajue is extremely powerful, and Lei Wujie cannot help him.
The monks in the formation did not stop because they left without heart.
They fisted at the air one by one, as if someone was ahead.
"No wonder it's so terrible."
Lei Wujie sat aside panting, looking surprised.
He had seen Wuxin use the inner demon inspiration, but he had never had the shock this time.
The previous few attempts were all confronting the masters, and the inner demons were not as obvious as they are now.
In the formation, Zen Master Dajue, who had been sitting upright, opened his eyes and his breath was shocked.
In an instant, the evil demon retreated!
Only then did several monks withdraw from the inner demon.
"The heart is like a mirror, and all evil people cannot invade it. This monk has something, but it's a pity that the murderous intention is too strong."
Yang An could realize that although Zen Master Dajue kept his eyes closed, his murderous intent was hidden.
To be continued...