As the Heavenly Tomb appeared, the entire wilderness was once again turbulent. Several streams of light flew toward Xie Heng's location.
On the East China Sea, in the calamity clouds in the sky, four ancient azure dragons' phantoms are constantly moving through the calamity clouds. The roaring sound of thunder and silver arcs are constantly flashing as the azure dragons swim.
On the altar, Nangong Lingyue, who was listless, looked at the vast palace in the sky, his eyes filled with excitement.
The power of the heavenly tribulation became more and more intense, and the tribulation energy between heaven and earth continued to boil.
Rumble~
In the black calamity cloud, the thunder became more and more violent and roared endlessly. More and more electric arcs bombarded the four green dragon phantoms, arousing the sounds of dragon roars.
"No, the four phantoms of ancient green dragons can hardly withstand the mighty power of the Heavenly Tribulation."
In the Bagua Liangyi Formation, sensing the tyranny of the Heavenly Tribulation, Hushan's eyes flashed with light. He turned to look at Nangong Lingyue on the altar and said in a deep voice.
"Ling Yue, take out the things and insert them on the altar."
"clear!"
Nangong Lingyue, who was on the altar, raised her head and glanced at the tomb hanging high in the sky, with longing flashing in her eyes.
Roar~
A roar resounded through the sky. It was as if Nangong Lingyue was demonstrating to the underworld of heaven.
The next moment, a wooden whip that was neither gold nor jade nor stone, resembling iron but not iron, three feet six inches long and twenty-one in total. Each section was carved with four mysterious talismans, and was covered by a dark green streak.
The demonic energy package was spit out from Nangong Lingyue's mouth and inserted into the center of the altar.
The moment the Divine Whip was inserted into the altar, seals were formed in the hands of the four people in Hushan at the same time. Vast demonic power poured into the Divine Whip through the altar in the void.
In an instant, the eighty-four mysterious talismans engraved on the divine whip suddenly lit up, exuding a mysterious artistic conception of long-lasting vicissitudes, vast divine power, and shocking all living beings, echoing endlessly in the Bagua Liangyi array.
Caught off guard, both Nangong Lingyue on the altar and Hu Shan and others in the Bagua Liangyi Formation were instantly crushed to their knees by this vast divine power.
"What is that?"
Not far away, looking at the sudden change in the formation, Lord Yaoguang Xing, who had always looked calm and calm, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed.
On the other side, the moment the Divine Whip appeared, the already silent Ling Yun Gourd's somewhat dignified voice sounded in Xie Heng's heart.
"As expected, although this divine whip is only an imitation, it is not something that people from Qingqiu can use easily."
"Now these guys have used their own demon power to activate part of the power of the whip. Hehe, now they can bear it."
Listening to the somewhat sarcastic voice of Ling Yun Gourd, Xie Heng couldn't help but feel happy and asked:
"Brother Calabash, what should we do? Do we take action now?"
"Don't worry. Now that the tomb appears, the entire wilderness will be alarmed. Moreover, the people in Qingqiu haven't spoken yet. I think they want to drive the magic whip by themselves."
"It's better to wait and see what happens."
Looking at the divine whip being beaten on the altar, a trace of doubt flashed in Taoist Qingchen's eyes and he murmured to himself.
"What's going on? Is it backlash?"
Listening to Taoist Qingchen's secret muttering, Xie Heng glanced at Yaoguang Xingjun not far away and secretly said:
"Elder brother, you and Brother Calabash just told me that the people in Qingqiu inspired part of the power of the whip, but they couldn't control it. It must have been backfired."
Hearing this, Taoist Qingchen raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xie Heng, nodded slightly, and looked at the vast ancient palace in the sky. He also stood with his hands tied and silent.
Lord Yaoguang Xing looked at this change in the formation with a faint smile on his lips, and had no intention of helping.
"Although I don't know what you monsters are up to."
"But now it seems that you are obviously being backlashed by that thing on the altar. It seems that you are destined to make wedding clothes for me, Pelaixian Island."
At the same time, a deep Buddha's chant suddenly sounded over the East China Sea.
"Amitabha."
"Huh? These bald donkeys from Mount Wutai came here so quickly?"
The moment he heard this sound, Lord Yaoguangxing was surprised and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the source of the sound.
In the distant sky, a rainbow light flashed away.
When the rainbow light dissipated, a skinny old monk wearing a bright red cassock with kind eyebrows and kind eyes stood in the sky and saluted everyone:
"Amitabha, the poor monk Baoji Temple is empty and I have seen all the donors."
"Senior Brother, this master is actually an eminent monk of Mount Wutai. He should be an Arhat."
Hearing the word "empty", Xie Heng was startled, and turned to whisper in Taoist Qingchen's ear.
"Yes, little junior brother, this Master Liao Kong is one of the nine great Arhats in Mount Wutai today, and is also the first contemporary Arhat Hall in Baoji Temple."
After saying that, Taoist Qingchen pulled Xie Heng and Xiaobai and bowed to Monk Kongming.
"Junior Kunlun disciples Qingchen/Xie Heng/Xiaobai have met Kong Arhat."
"It turns out that it's Qingchen Daozi from Kunlun who is polite to little friends Xie Heng and Xiaobai, poor monks."
Monk Lokong's gaze swept past Xie Heng and Xiaobai, only staying on Taoist Qingchen for a moment longer, then turned to look at Lord Yaoguang Xing not far away, clasped his hands together and said:
"I have met my Taoist friend in Penglai, poor monk. I don't know which star king from Penglai is this friend?"
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The poor Taoist Penglai Yaoguang has seen the Arhat in the sky."
Lord Yaoguangxing said casually.
Seeing Lord Yaoguang Xing's coping style, Luohan Luohan's eyes flashed and he chuckled:
"It turned out to be Lord Yaoguang's starlight clone. The poor monk was polite."
"Damn bald donkey, you..."
Seeing Kong Arhat yelling at his clone on the spot, the displeasure on Yaoguang Xingjun's face disappeared in a flash, and there was even more anger in his eyes when he looked at Kong.
Hearing this, Taoist Qingchen showed a look of understanding in his eyes.
"Elder brother, this senior Yaoguang is actually a starlight clone? But it seems that Luohan Arhat and Lord Yaoguang are not easy to deal with?"
Xie Heng's eyes kept wandering between Yaoguang Xingjun and Luokong Arhat, and he secretly transmitted the message.
"Yes, this starlight clone of Lord Shaking Star should be refined using the method of Penglai Seven Stars Secret Art."
After glancing between Kong Luohan and Yaoguang Xingjun, Taoist Qingchen secretly responded.
"As for why the relationship between the two people is somewhat tense, it is unknown."
At this moment, a stream of ink-colored light cut through the sky and fell among the crowd. It was Yixian from Tiandi Mountain.
"In the Miluo Palace of Tiandi Mountain, Yixian, a disciple of Venerable Daoyang, has met all of my seniors and fellow Taoists."
"I didn't expect him to be the master of Venerable Daoyang of Tiandi Mountain. The poor monk was so polite."
Seeing Yixian appear here, Luokong Arhat's heart moved and he said calmly.
"Fellow Taoist Yixian, I didn't expect that we would meet again."
On the other side, seeing Yixian arriving, Xie Heng smiled heartily.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist. It's been a long time."
Looking at Taoist Qingchen standing next to Xie Heng, an inexplicable look flashed in Yixian's eyes. He murmured secretly in his heart:
"The senior Tao protector next to this fellow Daoist Xie is also hidden somewhere."
After taking a look at everyone, his eyes finally fell on the Bagua Liangyi Formation. Yixian's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself.
"It seems that this time there will be a fight between dragons and tigers."
Upon thinking of this, Yixian retreated to the side and quietly waited for the people from Tiandi Mountain to arrive.
"Boy, don't make small talk. The little fox that was robbed that day is about to be crushed to death by the power of the whip. If you don't take action quickly, it will be too late."
Looking at Nangong Lingyue who was completely lying on the altar, unable to move, Xie Heng also raised his eyebrows and asked in his heart:
"Brother Calabash, what should I do?"
"Hey, stupid boy."
Ling Yun Gourd cursed secretly and continued counting.
"For other people, the divine whip has immense power, but for you, it is like a breeze blowing on your face. You can just walk directly into the altar and pull it out."
"It's just that I want to remind you that once you walk into the altar and pull out the whip, you will inevitably suffer the calamity of that little fox."
Hearing this, countless thoughts flashed through Xie Heng's mind.
The next moment, Xie Heng shouted towards Hu Shan in the Bagua Liangyi Formation:
"Senior Hushan, please release the formation. Xie may be able to help."
As soon as Xie Heng finished speaking, several inexplicable glances fell on him at the same time.
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