He took a deep breath, and immediately did not hold back any more, trying to show Cheng Qian a real color.

Zhuang Nanxi exclaimed, "Senior!"

Cheng Qian would give up all his life, but he didn't know what it meant to be "forced to give in".

This time, it was a real move, and the monks around him, including Zhuang Nanxi, all suffered.

I saw that the ground shook violently, cracking open a mile square crack, the soft soil in the crack was instantly covered with ice, and the thriving grass blades were like jasper all over the edge of frost.

The sweltering heat of the southern border that did not go in autumn suddenly died down, as if an extremely arctic icefield had been artificially opened up here.

Fortunately, Zhuang Nanxi was clever, and seeing that something was wrong, he had already mobilized all the real energy in his body first.

However, Rao is like this, his whole body is still a huge shock in his chest, and he can't lift his head due to the roaring cold wind, as if he had encountered a natural disaster.

The first elder and Cheng Qian each stepped back three or four feet away. Cheng Qian's face seemed to be whiter than the frost and snow on the ground, but the first elder was even more embarrassed. He suddenly bent down, covered his face with his sleeves, and coughed up blood. For a moment, the temples seemed to have been brushed with a layer of frost, but they were seriously injured!

The audience was silent and everyone was shocked.

Zhuang Nanxi had only just entered the Yuanshen when Cheng Qian had just entered the Primordial Spirit. Even if he saw his swordsmanship, he only thought that he was a sword cultivator... Who would have thought that he would be on an equal footing with the Great Elder, and he seemed to be slightly better!

What kind of realm is this?

Cheng Qian's realm is far from being as high as he imagined, and this time it is completely equivalent to cheating.

Cheng Qian impulsively fought with the other party for real yuan. As soon as he came into contact with him, he knew that he was entrusted to him - a top-level power like the great elder could deal with him. The depth was unimaginable for Cheng Qian. Just when he thought that he would not die and was seriously injured this time, suddenly, an invisible force behind him took a lot of the real power of the elder.

Cheng Qian was taken aback at first, and then, the back of his head lightened, and his long hair spread out suddenly. Cheng Qian seemed to be aware of it. A little bit of the breath of the puppet rune that was about to dissipate.

It turned out that this thing carried a small half of the real yuan for him and saved his life.

Cheng Qian secretly said that he was lucky, his fingertips rubbed the broken hairband, and he knew who put it on him without thinking about it.

But then, he frowned again and said in his heart, "No, once the spell on this is broken, there must be a sense in him, didn't I make him anxious again?"

Thinking of this, Cheng Qian suddenly became a little restless, thinking about how to get out as soon as possible.

"Elder!" Several Xuanwutang monks who were quick to see the opportunity rushed up, scrambling to show their hospitality, wanting to step up to help, but they didn't expect the flattery to slap the horse's leg this time.

The Great Elder shouted angrily: "Go away!"

He flicked his sleeves suddenly, and he couldn't tell the difference between the enemy and me, and fanned out all his gang of dogs.

The first elder had not had a rival for many years, and he absolutely refused to believe that this hairy boy would be superior to him. He thinks that his talent is already rare in the world, outstanding, and he has been practicing hard for thousands of years. He has never been slack in the cold and summer, and a little-known monk can shock him with one palm?

That's impossible!

Unless this person has practiced some kind of evil magic!

The first elder shouted angrily: "Where did the devil come from, do you think you can fish in troubled waters if you hide your blood and energy?"

Seeing the sudden change in the wind, the chubby cultivator who was hiding far away quickly took the opportunity to fan the flames and said, "I have long said that he is suspicious, Great Elder, then the Southern Border Demon Dragon must be inseparable from him!"

Cheng Qian finally knew what was meant by "if you want to add a crime, you can't have any excuses".

He was not a kind and reasonable person, and he refused to offend Xuanwutang because of the sect. At this time, the repressed anger finally rushed into his throat.

Cheng Qian sneered and said, "What a good one when his upper lip touches his lower lip, I wonder if the long-tailed bastard at the gate of your sect can still tell whether he is black or white!"

The first elder shouted angrily: "Arrange the formation! Take this man down and see how eloquent he is on Suoxiantai!"

Immediately, some people around shouted "yes" in unison.

At some point in the periphery, the disciples of the Xuanwu Hall in black robes had been surrounded by water, and there were seven, seven and forty-nine people in total.

This "Big Heaven Formation" is the big formation that Xuanwutang presses the bottom of the box. Looking at the world, apart from Xuanwutang, who can gather fifty such masters as chess pieces in the formation?

The forty-nine black-clothed monks shouted in unison: "Go!"

There was a "hum" in Cheng Qian's ear, and his chest seemed to be hit hard. Even though his body was transformed by Ju Lingyu, his meridians seemed to be crushed. Bī came out in one go, and the two sides competed against each other. This formation was not as good as Heavenly Tribulation, but it left no more room than Heavenly Tribulation.

Cheng Qian was smashed by the real essence of the big array, and he tried his best to mobilize the frost blade sword. Qianqiáng took a deep breath, biting out blood from one of his teeth.

However, the Great Sky Evolution Array is intertwined, but in an instant, the flow of True Essence has quickly blocked the hole. Instead, the frost blade is tightly entangled, as if the shòu was bound by his limbs. Tooth, can't get away no matter what.

Cheng Qian grabbed the hilt abruptly, and slammed left and right, but he couldn't catch the ray of life. Even if the ocean was flowing, it couldn't reach the net of heaven and earth, and the net of the big sky formation was getting tighter and tighter.

The white satin headband that he had secretly hidden in his sleeves seemed to be psychic, and even though the puppet talisman had been destroyed, he still dutifully used his last remaining breath, carefully following his wrist into the meridians, Like someone's mother-in-law, the unrelenting guardian.

For a moment, Cheng Qian suddenly remembered what happened when he practiced swords with his senior brother when he was young.

The frost blade in his hand suddenly let go, and in the gap when it was entangled by the big sky formation for the last time, a sword qi contained in the tip of the sword suddenly spit out, passed through the big net exactly, and hit a big tree next to it. , After the branch trembled slightly, it suddenly grew wildly, producing large and small crystal clear ice flowers.

Dead wood meets chūn.

The branches full of ice flowers swept out, and the two black-robed monks who arranged the formation did not check, and were thrown into the sky together. The Datian Formation broke a huge hole from the outside to the inside. This time, it really can't be filled. up.

The last move of the swinging wooden sword, the dead wood in returning to the original and returning to the truth, actually corresponds to a silver lining.

Help him break out at this time.

However, at this moment, Cheng Qian's waist suddenly became cold, and he looked down in disbelief, only to see that he had just been scratched by the Datian Formation to reveal his skin, and he was lying on his back with a small finger the size of a fingernail. insect.

The Great Elder made a strange formula with both hands not far away, and was looking at him with a vicious smile.

Who would have known that the great elders around the top powers and the dignified Four Sages would carry out such a sneak attack without any regard for their face?

There was a strange numbness at the bite of the insect, and it quickly spread through his body. Cheng Qian's whole body seemed to be frozen, and he fell stiffly along with the frost blade. Behind him, his eyes darkened——

Chapter 71

There are fairy mountains in the Central Plains, towering into the clouds, the top of the mountain is covered with snow, the grass and trees below the mountain are Qinghua, and the clouds and rains on the halfway up the mountain are random, coming and going.

This mountain is called "Ten Provinces Mountain", and it is one more state than Kyushu. Although it is in the human world, it is still not like the human world.

There is a folk saying that "the world is very prosperous, and eight parts are in ten states".

The mountains of the ten states are the best in the world, and Zhong Ling is beautiful, but unfortunately it is a huge spiritual absorption pool. The surrounding mountains and rivers are continuously drawn into the mountains, and the cultivators are not only unable to cultivate, but will be trapped by the mountains. Continue to snatch fresh air. It is precisely because of this that Shizhou Mountain has always been ownerless. Later, several great experts joined forces to build a "Suo Xiantai" on the top of the mountain, adding numerous restrictions, both large and small, to detain all kinds of wicked people.

There are thirty-six heaven and earth trapped dragon locks on the lock immortal platform, even if the sect of ten thousand demons is bound in them, it is difficult to fly.

Since the establishment of this place, countless great demons have been beheaded, and the ferocity has not dissipated throughout the year. There always seems to be a layer of blood that can't be wiped off, not far or near. Or the souls who died in grievances lingered for a long time, looking at the past world from a distance of life and death.

It's been a long time since Cheng Qian woke up. He only felt the pain of a needle stick in his back, and he almost couldn't get up at first.

With his cultivation base reaching his level, it has been a long time since he felt the pain of his flesh and blood. Cheng Qian took a deep breath and wriggled slightly, only to find that his hands and feet were not locked. Yuan Quan was trapped in a sea of ​​qi, his body was as heavy as a mortal.

Naturally, the Frostblade Sword had already been taken away, and Cheng Qian was now defenseless and powerless.

He didn't panic, and silently calmed down in place for a moment, and began to look up and look around, only to see that this place was an empty hall with four doors closed, and people in it could use the thirty-six trapped dragon locks.He could clearly see the surrounding frescoes of Slaying Demons and Eliminating Demons with a faint light, and it was quiet and serene, much like the legendary Suo Xiantai.

The soreness and numbness in the waist where the bug was plotting had not gone away, Cheng Qian looked down and saw the blood stains on his chest. He adjusted his clothes.

In fact, Cheng Qian knew that if it wasn't for the puppet talisman tied to him by the senior brother, he would definitely not be able to fight that old thing, but the dignified Xuanwu Hall's great elder actually put down his face and attacked a junior after accidentally losing for a while.Dare to be aggressive again, making Cheng Qian feel sad and ridiculous.

Some people have been condescending for a long time, and they have already put themselves on the shelf, and can't tolerate any downhill.