Chapter 177 Who would have thought that watching a game would put their lives at risk?
A group of formation mages have begun to exchange formation materials.
"Does anyone have the Five Spirit Line?"
"I have, I have."
"I have extra materials for the Soul Sealing Formation. Who needs them?"
"I, I, I, what do you need? I don't see if I have it~"
A group of people, each carrying a storage bag, were counting the materials for the formation one by one.
No one thought about whether the formation materials given out were expensive or not, or what they wanted in exchange. They just simply exchanged what they had and didn't care about gains or losses.
Yan Qing and Yuan Ye huddled together and whispered, "No, Junior Master actually took something out of his pocket."
"That looks like something really bad is going on." Yuan Ye shook his head, "She didn't even ask for money!"
"But do we have the signal bomb that Junior Master mentioned?"
The two looked at each other, and saw a little suspicion in each other's eyes.
After all, they are the Supreme Sect, and can communicate directly with disciple tokens, without the need for signal flares.
Ni Jinxuan, who was behind them, suddenly slapped her forehead and said, "I got it! It's that one!"
The two turned to look at Ni Jinxuan, "What?"
"That's the fireworks that our junior master made for me during the Chinese New Year."
"But... the rest is probably not a good thing, right?"
"I remember... Junior Master said that if you let bad things explode in the sky, you won't be troubled in the next year."
The three of them looked at each other and suddenly took a breath of cool air.
They had no doubt that Junior Master was the kind of person who would mock his opponents harshly before dying.
The groups of people that had originally gathered together now scattered.
The one hundred and twenty-five disciples of Zhongzhou sects come from twenty-five different regions and sects, with different ages and talents.
Maybe some people are anxious, maybe some people are angry.
Under their feet was a huge formation that was about to refine and devour their flesh, blood, and spirit. Being in it, their souls and bodies were already being pulled apart, but no one bent their backs, and no one stopped.
The young men strode forward, heading towards what might be the last battlefield of their lives.
They didn't even have a chance to come face to face with the enemy, but so what.
I save myself and I defend my way.
Our dignity and life tradition must not be trampled upon by others.
Lin Du stood in place, raised his hand and placed the puppet beside him, then began to quickly deploy the troops.
In front of the water mirror stood dozens of cultivators. They were the backbone of Zhongzhou and the main force active in the Dongming Realm.
On the other side, there were demons with stiff expressions.
After listening to Lin Du's words, someone lightly cursed, "Isn't this nonsense? The formation is not so broken."
"Can such a young array mage be trusted? What if one of them makes a mistake? Can they take responsibility?"
The head of the Lianheng sect glanced at the man and said, "It's a risky move, but it's also a life-threatening move. Can't we, the formation master, take responsibility? Do you have a better idea?"
"You haven't even seen a meteorite formation, so what is it?"
The man immediately stopped talking. Yuheng sneered upon seeing this. Even Yanye said nothing and tacitly agreed to Lin Du's arrangement. It was not their turn to question it.
That formation was comparable to the seventh level of Heavenly Grade. Even if Lin Du and Meng Ling, two formation geniuses, joined forces, they could not break it directly.
Yan Ye held the long sword and looked at Lin Du's arrangement and the puppet that he had taken out of nowhere for a long time. Then he turned to Feng Chao and asked, "Where is Jiang Liang?"
Jiang Liang, a severely socially anxious person, is still staying at home.
Feng Yi's heart sank when he heard this, "...Yes, it consumes a lot?"
Yan Ye laughed, and the laughter was very light, like the wind blowing across the snowy plains. "Don't you know how fragile my apprentice's body is? Hurry and make him die."
What's more, she is obviously in a state of mental overdraft now, or in other words, all the array mages inside are in a state of mental overdraft.
The calculation amount that each person has just received might take ten days or half a month to complete on a normal day, and it must be reviewed again, and there must be no mistakes. Everyone is in a highly nervous state, and violent quarrels are inevitable.
The spiritual power and combat power of the formation mage are indeed not enough, and it takes a lot of resources and time to train a formation mage. Many sects can hardly produce an excellent formation mage in a generation. The Lianheng sect, which specializes in formations, has always been ranked at the bottom among the six sects. It is just rich.
Once in a thousand years, there is only one such anomaly as Yanye.
The crowd had basically been evacuated, and some people who had walked far away stopped at the cloud.
"It was so dangerous. Fortunately, there was still time to evacuate. It was so scary."
"That's right. Who would have thought that watching a game would put their lives at risk? Hey, where's my clairvoyance? Let me see what's going on inside."
"Hey, the fight has started! The real people are fighting the evil demons!"
"Let me see, let me see! Lend me your clairvoyance!"
People can run, but they can't miss the excitement.
Inside the square, several real men from the Wushang Sect and Guiyuan Sect directly took out their magical weapons and pointed them directly at the evil demons present.
Feng Chao sacrificed a pitch-black wooden token, and his spiritual power surged, commanding the spirits of heaven and earth to point directly at the person behind Qianyu.
"Old Eight."
Her voice was sharp, and the token shone with golden light in the air, revealing a complex legal rune, which, with an indisputable and powerful pressure, struck directly into the chest of the man in black robe.
The people who were still struggling with the evil spirits were affected by the powerful pressure and quickly moved away, but they were still suppressed by the solemn pressure and could not raise their heads.
"Do you know you are wrong?"
Feng Chao's eyebrows were solemn, his robes fluttered without wind, and his shouts were like the sound of a bell, with an unyielding severity that made even the evil demon unable to help but shudder at the heart, and he lowered his head unconsciously, thinking of the things he felt guilty about.
The man in black robe raised his hand and tried to avoid the shout, but the force he exerted was easily broken by the golden rune.
The golden rune penetrated into the man's chest, and then a sharp gust of gunfire slashed through the man's mask, revealing a distorted face that was beyond recognition.
Ju Yuan was stunned, and just as he was about to say something, Qianyu had already torn open the space, grabbed a few people with one hand, and disappeared into the space passage, ignoring the man in black robe.
With one last look before leaving, a ray of snowy light penetrated into the group of people, and another talisman also disappeared among them.
One was written by Yan Ye, and the other was written by Feng Yi.
"Earthly Evil Talisman and Tracking Talisman." Feng Yi withdrew his hand. "Those minions will probably die. The Tracking Talisman should be able to try to find Qianyu's lair. Should we chase them now?"
Yan Ye shook his head, "Wait a moment."
He held the long sword in his hand and turned around. "Who is in charge of the secret realm of the competition?"
Several powerful men were silent for a moment at the same time. Among them were the great elder and leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, the ancestor of the Ji Shi Sect, and the veteran top-grade formation mage of the Formation Alliance.
A voice suddenly appeared beside his ears, "Actually, there's no need to listen to these old guys' nonsense. Look at that person in the group, the one in the dark yellow clothes, he has clearly reached the once-in-a-millennium life calamity, and has already shown the signs of the five decays of a celestial being, but now he is suddenly hanging on to his life."
Although some high-level monks have no hope of ascending to heaven in their lifetime, they can live a long life. According to the rules of heaven, there will be a catastrophe every thousand years.
The voice sounded strange, Yan Ye was stunned for a moment, but his consciousness did not find anyone.
In other words, this person's barrier concealment level is at least the same as his.
"The owner of Fu Si Fang who just sat there seemed to know something. He looked very strange when he left. Let your nephews investigate."
Yan Ye paused for a moment, and then placed the sword directly on the neck of the monk in dark yellow clothes without any hindrance.
The man panicked, "Why is the Immortal Venerable acting like this? This is the work of an evil spirit! Even if we are angry, we cannot kill innocent people!"
"My eyes are blind, but my heart is not." Yan Ye said coldly, "You know in your heart what you did and what shortcuts you gave them."
"For your own survival, you have even abandoned the laws and rules of Zhongzhou. How dare you stand here?"
The man's face turned pale, with cold sweat on his forehead. His mouth opened and closed, and he suddenly became speechless.
The truth was revealed, and the rest of the powerful beings quickly dispersed and looked at the man in disbelief.
"You, you, you! You are so confused! You have lived for more than five thousand years, witnessed so many changes, and lived in seclusion for many years. Everyone thinks you are an idle and ignorant person with a lot of knowledge in your mind... You!"
"Me?" The man suddenly regained some strength. "I am confused? Now this 800-year-old kid's sword is against my throat, just because he is gifted, and we..."
Before the man could finish his words, Yan Ye had already slashed his neck with his sword. There was no trace of blood at the wound, only a fine layer of frost.
When a cultivator from the Taiqing realm takes action, it is an absolute suppression of the realm and rules, and there is no need for too many changes in moves.
"It's so clean." Someone praised softly in his ear.