(The name of the formation has been changed.) ）

Lu Heng's star-like eyes flashed subconsciously, and a trace of disgust quickly crossed inside, and a slight crack appeared in his always cold complexion.

Seeing this, Jinhuang's rouge-colored lips hooked up as if nothing, and said, "Brother Lu, I'll go over first." ”

Hearing this, Lu Heng came back to his senses in an instant, nodded at her, obvious worry appeared on his face, and advised: "You should deal with it carefully, the strength of the seventh son should not be underestimated." ”

"Well, I know, Brother Lu. Jinhuang turned around, called the wind to Yang, and the two walked side by side to the high platform in the center of the pingtai.

Approaching the high platform, Feng Yang suddenly said in a loud voice: "Jin Daoyou?"

Jin Huang looked at him sideways, his head tilted slightly to the side, his pink lips pursed suspiciously, his long and dense eyelashes were filled with the golden warm sun that was thrown in front of him, and his eyes were moist and bright, as if a pool of spring water had been crushed and hidden inside.

As soon as Feng Yang raised his eyes, he felt that his whole person had fallen into it, and all the words that he had managed to organize in his mind were scattered in an instant, and he couldn't think of anything.

"Wind Fellow, Wind Fellow?" Jin Huang frowned and looked at the stunned male cultivator in front of him, only feeling extremely funny.

This Feng Yang really looks like a stupid boy in the mundane. Although she had always known that she was outstanding, in the cultivation realm, whether male or female, her appearance would not be any worse. Even he is handsome and extraordinary. With his identity as the young head of Bai Yi Peak, it stands to reason that he should also be "well-informed", where can he get to such a point!

Feng Yang came back to his senses suddenly, and when he saw the playful smile on the other party's face, he only felt that all of a sudden all the blood rushed straight to the top of his head, and all the holes on the entire skull seemed to be emitting a white mist-like aura.

"Nishiki ...... Brocade...... Jin Daoyou" Feng Yang looked at her crampedly, but he didn't dare to look at her directly, his eyes fluttered, his hands hanging on both sides were loose and tight, and he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Because the matter of Fang Cai was delayed for a while, the time of the war had already passed, and Jinhuang saw him silent for a long time. His heart gradually became disgusted, but he smiled innocently on his face: "Do you want me to be careful in the battle?" Thank you for your kindness, Xiaojin will deal with it carefully. After saying that, he smiled gratefully at him again. Then he simply turned around neatly, pedaled lightly, and had a beautiful rise and fall, like a goose falling on the flat sand, and the person had landed firmly on the high platform.

"Jindaoyou...... Jin ......" Feng Yang came back to his senses violently. only to find that the person in front of him had disappeared without a trace. He immediately swept his gaze to the high platform, and found that the two sides had already bowed to each other, and he couldn't say a word of what he wanted to say, and his heart suddenly felt infinitely annoyed.

The center of the circular high platform is located to the east, headed by red sleeves, and there are seven female cultivators standing in a row, all dressed in white and purple robes from the Biyin Cave, which are the seven personal disciples of Xiao Biluo, known as the "Seven Sons of Biyin".

Seeing Jinhuang appear, the seven of them bowed to her and said, "Jindaoyou." ”

Jinhuang Ling's lips are slightly hooked. A faint and clean smile floated on his face, and he saluted one by one.

"Jin Daoyou, please!" After seeing each other, Red Sleeves took away the kindness on his face, hugged his fist and arched his hand at her again, and then stretched his right hand forward, and made a "please" gesture with a solemn expression.

Before the words were spoken, the seven of them broke off from the middle, separated along the edge of the high platform, and did not stop until they had reached their respective directions. All seven stood at the edge of the high platform. The position where they stood happened to be connected to a seven-pointed star.

As soon as the eight people on the high platform moved, the people watching the battle on the flat platform below all quieted down, and their eyes fell on the high platform together, looking up. Waiting for the battle.

The smile on the corner of Jinhuang's mouth slowly faded, and her bright eyes gradually soaked with a bottomless depth, with the movement of the seventh son, she tightened the python whip in her hand, and slowly retreated to the center of the high platform.

Each in place.

Suddenly, the seventh son moved.

Seven people bent forward with both hands at the same time. A golden rune paper suddenly appeared between the opposite palms. The talisman drawn from the red and almost purple cinnabar flipped rapidly in the palms of the seven people. There were purple bands of spiritual power that quickly overflowed from the red runes, circling around the rune paper.

The speed of the rune paper was extremely fast, and with the effort of two sucks, the golden rune paper swelled out two side-by-side apertures of rune seal-like aperture. I saw that after the two apertures paused for a moment, they quickly separated and flew towards the sides at great speed.

The seven sons all had the same movements, and the rune paper that each person sacrificed was swelling out two rune seal apertures. Each group of apertures flew separately to both sides at great speed, and the apertures of this group and the apertures of the other group met in mid-air, generating a strong suction force between each other, and the two apertures collided fiercely in one place, but did not cause the agitation of power due to the impact of spiritual power, but merged with each other, and quickly transformed into a seven-pointed star-like purple rune circle of aperture.

The aperture kept spinning and circulating, and the purple and transparent seven-pointed star pattern on it reflected the complex ancient Sanskrit characters, and countless blue-purple transparent bands of spiritual power overflowed from the center of the circle of aperture, like purple ribbons constantly flying and fluttering in the wind.

These spiritual power bands are connected and intersected with each other, forming a huge circle sphere with the seven magic circle apertures as nodes. The transparent purple circle shone brightly on the high platform, and countless blue-purple bands of light with ancient Sanskrit and Taoist runes continued to circulate along the outer circle of the circle.

The brocade was shrouded in the center of the circle, and the blue-purple light band circled above and around her head, and the pale mist-like aura was stirred by the increasingly intense spiritual power in the air, forming a storm of aura visible to the naked eye.

The strong aura hurricane blew wildly, like pieces of sharp blades, blowing veneer.

Jinhuang poured the aura into his legs, and his feet were like strong grass roots firmly rooted on the high platform.

The tumultuous hurricane rattled her flowing robes. The obedient black hair that was originally tied behind his head was swept into the air by the wind at this time, flying wildly.

The "Seven-Pointed Star Sacrifice Array" had already taken shape, but Jinhuang didn't make any moves, just narrowed his eyes slightly. Those narrow eyes were like two deep cold pools, bottomless, as if there was no ray of light that could be cast into them.

Compared to her composure, the people who were watching the battle around the high platform were already speechless in shock.

They could see with the naked eye that the magic circle sacrificed by the Seven Sons had actually stirred up all the surrounding spiritual energy, forming a pale and visible spiritual energy vortex and storm. A strong storm roared and swirled along the circle, causing a strong pressure centered on the circle to arise between heaven and earth.

Everyone who was watching the battle could not help but feel the strong oppression from that air pressure.

The unanimous thought in everyone's hearts was that this was the famous "Seven-Pointed Star Sacrifice Array", and it could have such a powerful power.

However, after this thought flashed, everyone invariably looked up at the high platform in the center again. They could all feel such pressure outside the circle, so what about the Jinhuang trapped in the center of the circle? )