Long Yi stared at the Tang Clan leader with a half-smile. He didn't believe that this old charlatan could come up with anything that could threaten him.
When he was a child in Taohua Village, the old man forced him to take medicinal baths on his head every day. By the time he was fifteen, he had developed a special physique that was immune to all poisons.
So even if the Tang Sect is famous for using poison, if they are foolish enough to use poison to deal with Long Yi, it will definitely be a thankless task.
After the Tang Clan leader finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his originally sage-like appearance became extremely ferocious, which made people shudder.
He picked up the jade pendant at his waist, bit his finger hard, and dripped blood onto it. Then he suddenly shouted, "Coming!"
Suddenly, a colorful mist emerged from the top of the Qingluan Hall. In less than two minutes, an elliptical light shield was formed above the Tang Sect. The sunlight was refracted by the mist and even turned into strange colors.
"Is this... the Seven Evils Soul-Locking Formation?" The Great Elder's face changed drastically and he exclaimed in surprise.
Every noble family that has been passed down for hundreds of years has a mountain protection formation, not to mention an ancient and unique sect like the Tang Sect that has existed for thousands of years. The Seven Evils Soul-Locking Needles are exactly the Tang Sect’s mountain protection formation!
According to legend, it was left behind by the founder of the Tang Sect, a person who had entered the legendary realm. The mountain protection formation left to the Tang Sect would only be used once every hundred years, and each time it was used, it was a moment of life and death for the Tang Sect.
The Great Elder suddenly realized that the news that the Sect Master had spread a few days ago about him going to refine a divine weapon was false, and what he actually did was to prepare a magic circle.
"The Sect Master is truly a master of predictions. He was able to predict that Long Yi would come to the Tang Sect. With the mountain protection formation in place, this kid can't escape."
All the Tang Clan members present had smiles on their faces, and a feeling of joy at surviving a disaster rose in their hearts.
The mountain protection formation is only used once every hundred years, so most Tang Sect disciples have never seen it. They only know that the power of this mountain protection formation is equivalent to the full-strength attack of seven or eight venerable masters.
According to legend, a hundred years ago, a ferocious beast suddenly came to the Ten Thousand Mountains of the Tang Sect. It actually stayed in the Tang Sect's spiritual medicine planting base and refused to leave. It ate up a large amount of Tang Sect's natural materials and treasures every day. Even the previous generation of Sect Master was unable to deal with the beast.
In desperation, the previous generation sect leader could only activate the mountain protection formation, and instantly strangled the ferocious beast to death.
"Oh? This mountain protection formation looks like it was left behind by the Tang Clan's ancestors a thousand years ago."
Long Yi could tell the origin of this mountain protection formation at a glance. If it was a thousand years ago, he might have been afraid of it, but after thousands of years of consumption, the power of this mountain protection formation was no longer as strong as before. It was likely that it would be completely scrapped after this use.
Long Yi stared at the Tang Clan leader with a half-smile, and said casually: "Your Tang Clan's founder is also a master of formations. In the valley of the Tang Clan, he buried a magical instrument that gathers poisonous fog according to the directions of the Bagua diagram: Qian in the south, Kun in the north, Li in the east...
After hundreds of years of sedimentation and compression, the poisonous fog in the Hundred Thousand Mountains has undergone a qualitative change, becoming the most poisonous substance in the world. If an ordinary warrior were to be contaminated by even a little bit, they would probably be melted into blood."
"Venerable Long, it seems that you are different from the rumors outside. You are not a country boy from the countryside. You have such knowledge. You must have learned from a hidden sect." The leader of the Tang Sect said calmly, and suddenly changed the subject:
"But since you've already seen the terrifying power of my magic circle, why don't you kneel down and apologize? Are you really seeking death?"
The power of the magic circle lies in its ability to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Imagine hundreds of years of accumulated poison gas. How can a warrior's physical body resist it?
The Tian brothers and sisters were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Even the wealthy businessmen who came to the Tang Clan to ask for medicine could not believe what was happening before their eyes.
Long Yi single-handedly fought against several elders of the Tang Sect. Both sides were using lightning and fire, which had already shattered the worldview of everyone present.
Not to mention that now that the leader of the Tang Sect has appeared and casually dripped a few drops of blood on the jade pendant, a poisonous fog that covered the sky and the sun was raised, and the entire Tang Sect became dark.
"Kneel down and apologize?" Long Yi sneered, disdainfully saying, "Master Tang, your formation is already at its end. You're not really naive enough to think that this poison needle can hurt me, are you?"
The Tang Sect Master's expression suddenly darkened. "This poison formation was set up by our Tang Sect ancestor. Even if there's only one chance left, killing a villain like you is no problem."
A trace of pity flashed across Tang Xuehui's beautiful eyes, and she said softly, "Long Yi, you should think about it carefully. Human power is limited. How can an individual's strength compete with the power of heaven and earth that the Tang Clan has accumulated for a hundred years?
If you surrender, I will ask my sister to intercede for you and save your life."
Sect Master Tang looked at Tang Xuehui deeply and said in a deep voice, "Xuehui is right. If you surrender now, not only will I not take your life, I will also let you replace Tang Qingquan as the fourth elder of the Tang Sect."
Of course he wouldn't be so kind, but the most important thing right now was to persuade Long Yi to surrender. After all, the magic circle would be used less and less each time, and it would be the best result if he could recruit Long Yi without sacrificing any soldiers or clans.
At worst, let Long Yi serve as the fourth elder and plant a heart-eating insect in his body. In this way, if Long Yi has the idea of betrayal in the future, he will definitely be eaten by the poison and die.
Long Yi smiled without saying anything. He could naturally see through the other party's little thoughts. Maybe Tang Xuehui was sincere, but the leader of the Tang family was most likely smiling with a knife hidden in his heart.
"Master Tang, the position of Tang Clan elder is not something I am interested in. If you can give me the position of Sect Master, perhaps I will consider it."
"How arrogant of you!" Sect Master Tang was so angry that he clenched his fists, chanted a spell, and frantically activated the jade pendant in his hand.
A hint of blood suddenly flashed across the ancient jade pendant, and the colorful poisonous fog hovering above the Tang Sect seemed to have received some kind of summons. It suddenly surged and moved, like a hurricane, sweeping towards Long Yi.
Sect Master Tang holds a jade pendant in his hand, and with just a thought he can precisely control the poisonous fog swirling in the air, just like the Dragon King of the Sea who controls life and death, with great momentum.
"Long Yi, you have invaded our Tang Clan's territory today and you deserve to be killed. Do you accept this?"
At this time, the wealthy businessman who came to the scene to ask for medicine was so scared that his intestines turned green with regret. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, hoping that Long Yi would quickly surrender and plead guilty, otherwise it would be like a fight between gods, and mortals would suffer.
If they were even slightly contaminated by the monstrous poisonous gas, they would be wiped out.
Long Yi faced the raging poisonous gas head-on, his expression calm as he jokingly said, "Master Tang, even if I let you make the first move, what can you do? I'm sure it's already very difficult for you to control this hurricane of poisonous gas, right?
If you really can't do it anymore, just give in to me. I won't mock you, an old man with half his body buried in the ground."
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