The seventh formation of the Juetian Formation, immortality!
Su Zhao looked at the practitioners behind Ah Qi, with a look of confidence on his face. Senior, don't worry, we will definitely break out of the formation.
Ah Qi said: "Then I will wait for you to break the formation."
Ah Qi stretched out his finger and the clouds in the sky became extremely thin. Ah Qi said with a smile: "Everyone, if you want to join the team of immortals, you can beg me for mercy at any time. I will always pay attention to you!"
Ah Qi's figure disappeared, and the cultivators walking towards him were the old monsters in yellow robes and their former self.
Mei Kuang bowed slightly to the people not far away: "Disciple Mei Kuang, pay homage to the masters!"
Not only Mei Kuang, the ancestors of the Diyan Sect Lin Feng, Sun Xuening, and the ancestor of the Tianyu Demon Sect also bowed solemnly, looking very cautious.
The old monster in yellow robe said angrily: "Zi robe, you betrayed Master and the others, I don't care about you anymore, but you shouldn't stop us from breaking the formation!"
The old monster in purple robe, that is, the middle-aged man in purple robe, laughed, pointed at the many seventh formation cultivation slaves around him, and said: "It's not that we are preventing you from breaking the formation, but that you want to destroy the foundation of our cultivation of immortality.
, we can’t let you go. Just listen to my advice, join the Seventh Formation, and become a member of the Celestial Palace.”
"Like you?" the yellow-robed old man said disdainfully.
The purple-robed old monster nodded and said: "Yes, think of me, like them, here, you have endless longevity, you can continue to practice until you reach the immortal realm, and then fly away. Why bother to break the
What good will it do to you?"
Another person next to the purple-robed old monster was wearing the purple robe of the Demon Exterminator Sect that Su Zhao was familiar with and a purple gold crown. This person also said: "Yes, the Juetian Formation is originally a great form of death and no life.
When you enter the formation, you must be prepared to die. You are all outstanding figures in the world of cultivation. You came here to break the formation to practice immortality. Now, there is an opportunity to practice and become an immortal. You don’t have to worry about longevity and realm. You are still waiting.
What, join the Seventh Formation and become a carefree immortal."
"Presumptuous!" Mei Kuang shouted and looked at the ancestor of the Demon Slayer Sect who was speaking.
"You are the one who is presumptuous. You are just my younger disciple. You dare to educate the ancestor here!" The ancestor of the slave of the Demon Slayer Sect shouted, "Mei Kuang, Mei Kuang, the ancestor also knew you, your name."
It was my ancestor who started it, and now, this is how you talk to your ancestor. Then, junior, which palace are you a disciple of?"
This slave ancestor of the Demon Slayer Sect looked at Su Zhao and asked about Su Zhao's identity.
Mei Kuang sneered: "He is a disciple of Yan Hongling, the original heir of the Demon Slayer Pavilion, and the master of the Law Enforcement Pavilion!"
"Law Enforcement Pavilion!" The slave purple-robed ancestor and the three slave ancestors from the demon slayer sect beside him all looked at Su Zhao in surprise.
The slave ancestor of the Demon Slayer Sect looked at Su Zhao and said with a smile: "My name is Jinshan, and they are my junior brothers, Li Guangyao, Tianbe Cheng, and Bai Hua! What is your name? Just call us ancestor."
Jinshan Patriarch did not take action immediately, but played the emotional card with Su Zhao, hoping to use favors to lure Su Zhao into the seventh formation of the Immortal Palace.
Su Zhao said: "Disciple Su Zhao, the direct disciple of Yan Hongling."
"Su Zhao, don't talk too much to them. As the elders of the Demon Slayer Sect, they came to break the formation, but in the end they surrendered to the Seventh Formation! The moment they became slaves of the Seventh Formation, they were no longer our Demon Slayer Sect.
An elder, but a slave of the seventh formation!"
Mei Kuang said in a cold voice, and then quickly told Su Zhao the identities of the Jinshan ancestors.
"They are elders from two eras earlier than me. They are the fourth generation above the current sect leader and the elders from the era of sect leader Jinlong. I thought they all died here, but it turns out they joined the Juetian Formation!"
Mei Kuang said in a cold voice, then looked at the Jinshan Ancestors and said sternly: "Do you do this to the sect's elders who have died in the past generations?"
With a sarcastic smile in his eyes, Jinshan Patriarch said slowly: "Do I have to die here to live with them? When I came to break the formation, I had already repaid the sect's kindness. Now, I just want to do it for them.
As long as I live, I want to become an immortal; if I don’t want to die, I want to live forever!”
"Yes, Jinshan's idea is our idea. What we want is immortality. The rest of the things have nothing to do with us. For the sake of our friendship in the past, if you withdraw, we don't have to kill you!"
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Another man wearing long black clothes held a square-shaped painted halberd and said to the crowd with a cold expression.
Although there are some casual cultivators here, most of them are strong men from the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms.
Although the Juetian Formation is a big secret, it is not a big secret among the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms. Every time someone from the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms is about to be enthroned, they will break through and come to challenge the Juetian Formation.
This was the case until Su Zhao's generation. However, according to the normal trend of time, it would take at least a hundred years for all the people of Ancestor Mei Kuang's generation to come out and break the formation.
Guardian Zuo turned to look at the middle-aged man in black and said, "Sect Master, why are there no people from our Corpse Sect?"
The leader of the Corpse Controlling Sect said: "The people of the Corpse Controlling Sect are still treasures even after they die. The sect will not let them fill the Juetian Formation!"
Protector Zuo nodded, his expression a little unnatural. He seemed to know his fate. If after he sat down and passed away, if his body met the sect's requirements, he would be used as a magic weapon to do to those practitioners who had lost their bodies.
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"Su Zhao, stop talking nonsense with them, let's kill them and let them know the consequences of betraying the world!" the old monster in yellow robe said angrily.
At this moment, the yellow-robed old monster didn't have many thoughts. He just wanted to kill the purple-robed old monster to pay homage to his master and senior sister.
The old monster in purple robe chuckled: "Huangpao, I am no longer the old monster in purple robe. If you dare to take action, I will not let you go for the sake of my brother!"
The purple-robed old monster is the younger brother of the red-robed old monster, the master of the yellow-robed old monster. The Seven Monsters of the South China Sea are the disciples the two brothers accepted, forming the name of the Seven Monsters of the South China Sea.
Unfortunately, in the battle four hundred years ago, only the yellow-robed old monster escaped from the seven monsters of the South China Sea.
Now that he saw the old man in yellow robe again, he felt like he had been deceived. He looked at the person in front of him, formed a seal with his hands, and turned into a ball of flame, with evil energy coming out of his body.
"Why do you want to kill me?" The old monster in purple robe said with a careless smile.
These people who have taken refuge in the Seventh Formation no longer know what etiquette, justice and shame are, let alone the sophistication of human beings. They only have one idea: continue practicing and become immortals.
Compared to becoming immortals, everything is so insignificant! If anyone dares to disturb their immortality, he will let these people know what regret is!
"Seniors, please get out of the way." Su Zhao said.
Jinshan Ancestor shook his head: "After talking to you so much, I thought you were a sensible person, but it turns out you are also a confused person, so forget it. Ancestor, I will take action quickly and will not cause you any pain!
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"kill!"
Su Zhao said calmly, and the practitioners behind him also used Taoist techniques to fight with each other.
The old monster in yellow robe flew over first and killed the old monster in purple robe. In order to let them escape, Master had to cut off the rear alone, but in the end, Uncle Master surrendered!
The yellow-robed old monster escaped by himself and has been living in guilt. Now that he saw the purple-robed old monster, the anger in his heart finally had a place to vent.
"If you do this, how can Master's spirit in heaven rest in peace!" The old monster in yellow robe roared, and struck out with a palm. The huge palm print penetrated the surrounding wind and killed the old monster in purple robe.
The purple-robed old monster also refused to admit defeat, and immediately struck out with a palm, killing the yellow-robed old monster.
The two sides fought, with lights flashing randomly and Taoist magic flying everywhere. The combat power in the late stage of the Golden Core Realm was really extraordinary.
The palace Taoists also fought against the slaves of the seventh formation. Only Su Zhao stood there and watched this scene without taking any initiative.
The golden elixir realm slaves in the seventh formation are very strong. They have lived longer than Su Zhao and others who came in from the outside. There is no limit to their cultivation. Except for the fact that they have not yet broken through the golden elixir realm, the strength of all of them is far greater than that of Su Zhao.
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Even the strongest greedy ancestor was only defensive at this time and did not take the initiative to attack. Among these ancestor-level people, the youngest should be more than 500 years old, and the older ones, such as
Even Patriarch Greed didn't recognize some of the people standing behind them with their hands behind their hands.
However, looking at their clothes, they seem to be somewhat similar to the clothes of the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms, but I don't know where they are from.
"Bang!"
Taoist Tianyi pressed his palm on the head of a middle-aged man, and the Taoist magic condensed, swallowing up the man's spiritual power and blood essence.
"Under God's will, no one will live forever!" Taoist Tianyi said coldly, "They are just some old guys from the past who should be buried in the ground. Stop showing off here!"
The person next to him also stood up, formed a seal with his hands, and turned into a huge spiritual light. The spiritual light exploded and turned into a ball of flame. The flame condensed into a ball of burning ice. The ice turned into a ball and was thrown into the sky by this person and burned.
"This is the long-lost ice art!" Taoist Tianyi unfolded the ice and fire art with one palm, flew back a hundred feet, and looked at the practitioners in front of him and said.
"It seems that eight hundred years have passed, and there are still people in the monastic community who remember me. Yes, this is exactly the art of Ji Bing, I am Master Ji Bing!" The gray-haired middle-aged man said with a smile. He put one hand behind his back, as calmly as
Feng, looking at Taoist Tianyi, looked relaxed and casual, not like a strong man who could kill with his every move.
"I would also like to learn a lesson. Is your Excellency eight hundred years ago more powerful, or am I better today?" Taoist Tianyi said with a smile.
Three of Taoist Tianyi's disciples died, and four others, Taoist Jingliang, Taoist Hongpao, Taoist Shourong, and Xie Minggong.
Taoist Shou Rong was being chased by two strong men in the late Jindan realm. Even if he killed his inner demons and refined them to absorb them, he was still no match for the two of them. He was already seriously injured.