The colorful-haired girl looked at the traces on the horizon and hurriedly pulled the purple-haired dragon girl's clothes tightly to beg for mercy. The colorful dragon horns also appeared, which immediately caused quite a stir among the monks.
"Hey, hurry back, Long Yu, follow me. If you lose me again this time, you won't be able to be a guard anymore."
The purple-haired dragon girl sighed and said, she knew Long Caile's temper. Even if she was forced not to leave, she would find ways to slip away.
"yes……"
The handsome young man at the side responded and said that he was Long Yu who had been abandoned by Long Caile before, and he had just hurried here the day before.
"snort."
Long Caile looked at Long Yu unhappily and snorted, then hurriedly swung his dragon tail to split the space and disappeared on the ground.
Long Yu didn't have time to enter the crack, and he didn't have Long Caile's special ability to split the air, so he could only look around and escape into the air towards the outer palace...
"Hahaha, you all really are giving me some support. Well, well, today I'll let you all broaden your horizons!"
Nangong Xuan on the altar was not afraid but happy. He gathered great magic power in his hands, and the altar was connected to several array points, which accelerated the speed of consuming treasures. A broken feather became more and more dazzling in the air.
"Everyone, work together to break the boundary. Otherwise, not only will we not have the Divine Feather, but the vast amount of treasures we brought with us will also be wasted."
A cultivator said anxiously, taking the lead in attacking the barrier. Seeing the situation, some of the people around him also took action, while others were still watching.
…
In the outer palace of Xuantian Palace, at the main hall of the formation.
At this moment, many monks have been gathering. Some of them have been attacking this formation before, and some have just been assigned here.
Many of them came here out of admiration or curiosity, believing that there was an opportunity here, resulting in an unimaginable number of people gathering at this point.
"Big, big brother, Nangong Xuan said that the formation points are scattered and that not many people will come, but it seems like there are already thousands of people coming!"
A short and fat monk who was maintaining the barrier at the entrance of the palace array to prevent people from approaching spoke with a hint of anxiety in his tone.
"You ask me, how would I know?
Now that old guy hasn't lost yet, if we run away, we won't get anything. Hold on!"
A tall and thin monk behind the fat man shouted in a shrill voice that they were the monks assigned by Nangong Xuan to guard the formation here.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the white-haired fairy standing in front of everyone swung out a terrifying sword energy, pointing directly at the barrier. Wherever the sword energy passed, many icicles condensed by cold air were left behind.
Several male cultivators who wanted to come forward to chat were frightened and dared not move forward.
Seeing the white-haired fairy continuously attacking the barrier, someone soon followed suit and attacked. Before long, the barrier was overwhelmed by the massive attacks.
"Hahaha, I really came to the right place. With so many people here, there must be some good fortune!"
"Ahem, let's wait until the barrier is broken before getting to know that fairy..."
"Brother, you..."
“…”
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At this moment, in the outer palace formation hall, only Yan Quan was left at the formation entrance, and the others had already been sent out by him to form a defensive barrier.
He was covered in blood, and the wound on his abdomen was horrific and was healing only at an extremely slow pace.
"What the hell is Nangong Xuan doing..."
His eyes were a little out of focus, and he muttered to himself faintly.
Just now, he used a secret method to completely destroy his roots of Taoism. Now, his connection with Taoism depends entirely on that small peach seedling.
If he cannot use the Heavenly Dao Law on the divine feathers as planned to tamper with the law that prevents the birth of Dao roots in this world, then as long as the Dao roots exist, he will exist, but if the Dao does not exist, he will perish.
He lay at the mouth of the formation, slowly directing the puppets made by the Immortal Puppetry to control the formation. A feather in front of him that looked similar to Nangong Xuan's was slowly glowing...
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