Chapter 75: Forming a Formation "My brother, I will be the one to save him."...
Yu Fuyin said calmly without even turning her head, "Excuse me, there's no one here. Master, as the Valley Master, can't attend the disciples' competition, so I have to come."
Xu Pingsheng looked very excited and took a step forward. "Master and our sect's Yunxianzun have met several times. He once gave us a golden bell. I wonder if Young Valley Master has heard of it?"
Yu Fuyin nodded, "My master once mentioned it to me."
"I want to ask..." Xu Pingsheng's forehead was sweating from nervousness as he asked for help for the first time. He clenched his sword tightly, "I want to ask if the bell can..."
"Senior Brother Xu?" The young man's clear voice interrupted Xu Pingsheng's words that he had just managed to say.
Xie Wuyang's gaze swept across the crowd, then fell upon the three corpses of the recumbent monsters. He took in the situation. "My immortal friend and I noticed something was amiss and rushed over here after hearing the noise. Why are you all gathered here?"
The disciples behind him spoke one after another.
"We were driven here."
"This monster seemed to be going crazy. It attacked us wherever we ran. Later, when we ran towards this side, it treated us like a mouse, chasing us without biting us. That's why we ended up here."
"Yes, that's right."
"More than that." Xu Pingsheng shook his head. "I was brought here by a force."
When the monster attacked him, it was killed by a sword. Xu Pingsheng wanted to take this opportunity to obtain the Monster Fruit, but unexpectedly, a black object grabbed his ankle.
Xu Pingsheng couldn't cut it off with his sword and was dragged into the ground by the black fog.
When it broke out of the ground again, it was already nearby.
Yu Fuyin said, "I feel the same way."
Xie Wuyang's eyes flickered as he thought of something. "The power that brought you here is a wisp of black mist?"
Xu Pingsheng and Yu Fuyin nodded together, "Exactly."
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and caught a glimpse of dozens of monks sitting nearby.
The injury was not serious, but he looked even more miserable than Ji Yao who had suffered two serious injuries.
Xie Wuyang didn't linger on these unfamiliar faces. Instead, he looked at Xu Pingsheng and asked, "Have you ever seen the peach of fortune?"
His senior brother's innate soul was damaged, and no matter how powerful the formation was, it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no accidents in this situation.
Disappointed, Xu Pingsheng shook his head and said, "I've never seen it."
After saying this, Xu Pingsheng added in a comforting tone, "Junior Brother Fu is proficient in formations, and the secret realm is filled with elite disciples from various sects. Perhaps they are gathering somewhere else. For now, let's first figure out how to get out of this secret realm. Junior Brother Xie, don't worry too much."
Xie Wuyang nodded and walked towards one of the monster corpses. Just as he reached out to investigate, Yu Fuyin beside him suddenly spoke, "Don't move."
"What's wrong?" Xie Wuyang frowned and looked over.
The bell in Yu Fuyin's hand shook, and a wisp of black mist emanated from it. It seemed to be lingering and intended to directly devour the magic weapon. It was extremely powerful.
If Yu Fuyin had not previously set up an isolation array on the bell, the bell would probably have disappeared.
"I have practiced immortal arts for several years and have never seen such power."
Ji Yao's pupils widened and he exclaimed, "I've seen this power in the bronze mirror barrier!"
"Didn't you say that the person who set up the formation was from the Immortal Sect?" Xie Wuyang asked.
Ji Yao shook his head and nodded, then said thoughtfully, "It's not pure. The one who set up the formation is undoubtedly a member of the Immortal Sect, but he seems to have... borrowed external forces."
Xie Wuyang lowered his eyes and thought for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his gaze fell on the black air.
If he saw correctly, the three monsters lying on the ground were all stuck at the Earth level, about to break through, and had not yet reached the Yellow level.
Monsters in the world of cultivation are rare and huge in size, making them very difficult to capture.
Even if the Wax Apple Sect had extraordinary abilities, it would be impossible for them to capture several monsters that were about to break through.
unless……
This group of monsters were disturbed by something, causing their spiritual power to surge, and were suppressed by the secret realm barrier, and happened to stop at the high level of yellow rank.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang curled his fingertips and turned around, "I..."
Before he could finish his words, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook, and in an instant, the earth shook.
"What's going on? Isn't this secret realm going to collapse?"
"What on earth is the Wax Apple Sect doing?"
"I don't want to die yet."
"No," Xu Pingsheng said solemnly, drawing his sword. "This isn't an earthquake, it's a monster."
Monster?!
Everyone's heart suddenly tightened.
If there were any monsters that could cause such a commotion, how many would there be?
Before anyone could come up with an answer, the vibrations beneath their feet suddenly intensified.
Amidst the huge noise, the cracking wind mixed with human voices gradually approached.
"Quick, is there any formation cultivator who can hold them back one by one?"
"I...I'll do it."
"Only one? Are you all just being supported by the sect and eating for free? If you don't have formation cultivation, talisman cultivation or sound cultivation will do, as long as we can stop them!"
"Brother, it's not that we don't want to help, but there are too many monsters. If we turn back, we will die!"
"Then why is he..." The monk who was speaking saw something and suddenly changed the subject, shouting angrily, "What the hell is he doing? Is he standing in the middle without setting up the formation and preparing to die? What's the name of this guy to come here..."
Someone reminded me, "Fuzhitao."
"Peach of Blessing!" The monk gritted his teeth, his voice suddenly rising several times higher, "Why don't you just get back here? What are you doing showing off when you don't know how to use a formation..."
Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the forest, covering up the ground shaking and human voices.
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and looked towards the source of the sound.
Amidst the rising dust, dozens of figures approached rapidly, their movements clumsily, and from time to time they waved their hands to emit a ray of light.
Only when he saw Fu Zhitao walking at the end did Xie Wuyang take a step back. In a cold voice, he asked the disciples behind him, "How many of you here know how to set up a formation?"
Seeing that they were about to die, the monks no longer hid themselves and more than twenty people came out one after another.
"Most of us only know some simple formations, and I'm afraid we won't be able to stop these monsters."
"Do you know the Nine Heavens Spiritual Formation?"
"meeting."
Xie Wuyang's eyes flashed, "That's enough."
After he finished speaking, Xie Wuyang took out dozens of talisman papers from his waist and injected spiritual power into them.
Seeing the dust rising all around him, Xie Wuyang waved his hands, throwing the talismans in all directions, and shouted behind him, "Take advantage of this opportunity to form a formation!"
Several monks dispersed, put their index fingers together, and chanted incantations.
Spiritual energy gathered on the talisman paper, connecting to each other, and gradually condensed into a light golden barrier.
At the same time, dozens of disciples rushed in from the cracks in the barrier.
The gap gradually narrows until it closes.
Xie Wuyang leaned against the barrier and glanced at the crowd casually, "How many of you are there?"
"One hundred and twenty-seven people."
Xie Wuyang nodded, but when he couldn't find the peach of fortune, he asked again, "Where is the peach of fortune?"
The leading monk remembered this man and turned to the crowd and called out his name.
There were less than two hundred monks, but no one responded.
Xie Wuyang straightened up and his expression changed instantly.
Outside the barrier, it was pitch black and the monsters were approaching like a huge army, a sea of black beasts.
A bright red figure was sandwiched in the middle, barely avoiding the monster's kick.
Xie Wuyang gritted his teeth in hatred and walked towards the barrier.
A pair of hands blocked his way, "Xie Junior Brother, you are only at the Jindan level, you can't defeat so many monsters."
Xie Wuyang looked impatient, "Are you going to let me just watch him die?"
Xu Pingsheng said without hesitation, "I'll go."
There are dozens of monsters of all sizes outside the barrier.
Even if Xu Pingsheng had the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed.
Xie Wuyang lived for more than forty years in his previous life, and he hated owing favors to others the most, and it is the same now.
Xie Wuyang pushed Xu Pingsheng's arm away, his expression resolute, "My brother, I will be the one to save him."
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