Mrs. Qin sighed: "This raid was chosen at the wrong time, no wonder the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi was on full alert, it turned out that someone had crossed the robbery tonight." There are a total of twelve monks in the foundation building period on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, among which there is only one monk in the ninth floor of the foundation building period, and he should be the one who crossed the catastrophe this time. ”

"Zhuo Bufan?" Wang Ping sneered: "Hugh said that at this moment, the catastrophe has just started, and that Zhuo Bufan may not be able to successfully survive the tribulation. If the tribulation fails, without our hands, he himself will die under the thunderstorm. What if he succeeds? While he was weak, the old man happened to peel off his Jindan refining magic weapon. ”

Mrs. Qin was a little worried, she had lost the opportunity to act tonight, and she had an indescribable sense of anxiety in her heart, as if something was out of her budget. But the matter has come to this point, and she has to suppress the irritability in her heart, and command the two factions of monks to fight with the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi.

When the disciples on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi were fighting with the invading Huayin Sect and the Yijian Sect monks, the clouds in the sky were already extremely thick, and the red thunderbolt pillar that had been brewing for a long time broke through the night, like a sharp blade piercing the sky, hulala slashed towards Zhuo Bufan, who looked up at the sky with a smile.

Zhuo Bufan sacrificed his personal flying sword, and the sword light skyrocketed ten zhang, slashing towards the red thunderbolt pillar that was chopping down. The sword light collided violently with the red thunderbolt pillar, and the flying sword returned to Zhuo Bufan's hand, and the red thunderbolt pillar was also split into countless tiny thunder nets. Zhuo Bufan staggered back three steps, stood firm, and laughed: "Elders, the red thunder extinguishing body is also the body of a refining monk, and watch Zhuo Mou thunder bathe. Temper your muscles and bones. ”

As he spoke, countless red thunderbolts as thick as fingers fell on him, swimming and winding like a spiritual snake on his body, and Zhuo Bufan's whole person was drowned in the red thunder net.

"What a thunder refining body, Brother Zhuo's demeanor is extraordinary, and he can be a model for us." Guan Shan said movingly. Everyone knows the horror of the red thunder, and if it doesn't reach the Jindan realm, even if it touches even a little, it will be destroyed. Zhuo Bufan had just formed a golden pill, and it was the time of weakness. But he was arrogant. Regard the thunder tribulation as quenching the body, and there is no fear of it. This kind of mind alone surpasses countless monks.

They already knew about the battle outside the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, and they originally wanted to leave. was stopped by An Yun. Let them An Yun watch Zhuo Bufan's tribulation. Absorb the experience of the Raid. Out of unconditional trust in An Yun, the nine elders continued to sit down without peace of mind. Even if the Jin Dan of the two factions made a move, they didn't even move their eyebrows. Especially to see the breeze and the bright moon. And after Longyang Shaoyu and Sun Lingyun quietly left, they completely put their minds at ease.

At this time, the disciples of the two factions who attacked the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi were killing this side, and they were numerous, even if the disciples on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi were desperately entangled, but the other party's monks far surpassed them in strength and numbers, and they couldn't stop the two fierce monks at all.

At this moment, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy came out of the dark night, with a shy smile on his dark face, his body was thin, and his blue clothes were empty on him. He appeared unexpectedly, right in front of the group of monks.

"You ...... Who are you? You, what do you want to do? This is the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, my master is An Yun, the head of the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, you leave quickly, I, I won't tell my master. This young man was Sun Lingyun, he seemed to be startled by the sudden change in front of him, his eyes looked at the monks of the two factions who were less than ten zhang away from him, and stammered.

"Hahaha, where did you come from, look at him like this, is he scared?" A Huayin Sect monk laughed.

"Phew, gallant mice generation, also worthy of cultivation?" The other monk of the Yijian Sect didn't bother to look at him and said disdainfully.

"Stinky boy, count your fate, remember to reincarnate when you die, so as not to die in vain again at a young age."

“……”

The speed of the monks of Yijianmen and Huayin Sect did not decrease in the slightest, and they didn't even bother to swing their swords, as if killing Sun Lingyun was insulting their flying sword, they wanted to trample him to death.

Sun Lingyun sat on the ground in fright, looking frightened as if he had seen a ghost, and shouted when he opened his throat: "Help, murder, robbery." Help, there are bad guys, master help, brother help. Grandparents, daddy and mother, help......"

His screaming was heartbreaking, and his cry was like a magic sound, which made people feel chills in their hearts and numb their scalps.

"Noise."

"Shut up!"

"Cry again and tell Lao Tzu to kill you!"

There were more than 50 monks from the two factions who rushed towards Sun Lingyun, including three monks in the foundation building period, and when they heard Sun Lingyun's voice crying for their father and mother, they all scolded angrily.

Sun Lingyun was obviously frightened, but instead of stopping, he cried more and more heartbrokenly: "Don't come, don't come over, father, mother, Xiao Yun'er is going to die." Xiao Yun'er is going to be killed by the villains, come on, if you don't come, I'll really die......

"Lao Tzu wants to kill you, Lao Tzu must kill you!" A monk couldn't stand Sun Lingyun's demonic sound, and with a finger of his hand, a flying sword flew out of his cuff and shot at Sun Lingyun like lightning.

Sun Lingyun seemed to be stunned, and actually looked at the flying sword that stabbed at him like lightning in a daze, and the whole person stayed in the local area, not knowing how to dodge.

Soon, however, the monk's face changed. Not only did his face change, but the faces of all the monks around him changed drastically. The flying sword was still flying, and it was as fast as lightning, but it ...... The flying sword never stabbed Sun Lingyun. In other words, Sun Lingyun has not been stabbed yet. The flying sword was fierce, as if it could pierce Sun Lingyun in the next moment, but it was always the next moment, and the flying sword still did not shoot in front of Sun Lingyun.

"It's weird!" The foundation building period monks of the Huayin Sect stopped in shock, and were surprised to find that the distance between them and Sun Lingyun was still ten zhang. The distance from Sun Lingyun when he first appeared was exactly the same. With their speed, how could they still be in the same place when they rushed out in the time just now.

"Oh no, we're stuck in the formation." An old man from Yijian Gate looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, and looked around cautiously.

"The people on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi are good at formations. It is said that their landlord, An Yun, once relied on the formation to trap the time when Master Xu of the Huayin Sect had a stick of incense. The last monk in the group spoke in a deep voice.

Sun Lingyun smiled, got up while laughing, patted the dust on his body that had just been stained, and said lightly: "You are lucky, this is the first time I have set up a formation in the real sense." In the past, I was just studying, and I never had the opportunity to show the way of the formation, thank you fellow Daoists, you finally let me open the meat. ”

He at this time. There was not the slightest expression on the dark face. Let it be that the person who cried bitterly just now was two people with him. He looked at the more than fifty Huayin Sect and Yijian Sect cultivators in front of him, and there was only an experimental curiosity in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, this formation is called 'Ask', and this is my own formation. There are a lot of imperfections in it. Fortunately, I have all the Taoist friends to help me experiment. Thank you very much below. When my master first taught me the way of formation, he once gave me a question, which was obviously the simplest five-element array and three-talent array. But it fits together perfectly. The five elements and the three talents form the Bagua Array, and there is Zhou Tian Romance in the Bagua Array, I can't figure it out, I can't break this formation no matter what, I am very distressed. ”

Where did the monks of the two factions who were trapped by his formation have the leisure to listen to him, roaring angrily while running in vain to find a way out. There are even more irritable monks who cast spells indiscriminately around them, making the place full of light and sword aura. There are monks who know the formation and are carefully looking at it, trying to find a way to crack the formation. No matter what kind of formation it is, there must be a way to live, as long as you find it, you can leave the formation effortlessly.

"Actually, I know how to crack it." Sun Lingyun suddenly whispered in a low voice, a trace of melancholy that did not match his age flashed on his face, and he muttered in a low voice: "The master wants me to understand the truth of a glimmer of life, and the formation problems she has made, as long as there is a glimmer of life in my heart, I can understand it." But I don't want to, I don't want to leave the slightest way to survive, and I don't believe that all formations must leave a way to survive. I tried tens of thousands of methods, failed countless times, and almost gave up, but chose the way that the master thought was right to crack the formation. Fortunately, I gritted my teeth and persevered at the last moment, and finally I found another way to crack it, and that was the death battle. ”

Sun Lingyun paused, and then sighed in a low voice: "If the formation must have a life gate, then the birth gate is myself, if I die, the formation will break itself, if I don't die, it will be a death formation." Since I, Sun Lingyun, have set up a formation, unless the enemy or I die, the formation cannot be broken. This is the way of my formation, setting a precedent for my predecessors and achieving a unique me. Therefore, this formation is called 'Ask', fellow Daoists, thank you for the fulfillment! ”

"What kind of formation is this? Why can't I find any doors? The monk who was cracking the formation among the two factions changed in shock and shouted.

"I can't find it either, it's unreasonable, even if it's a desperate battle, there should be a way to live." Another monk also shouted.

"Humph! However, this formation seems to only have the effect of trapping people, and it has no lethality, even if Lao Tzu can't break it, wait until our other brothers and sisters arrive, kill you, and the formation will break itself. ”

Sun Lingyun listened to the words of the monks in the formation, the smile on his face deepened, and he said softly: "My Sun Lingyun's formation has only one purpose, and that is to kill people!" ”

"The five elements are reversed, and the three talents are robbed and killed!" Sun Lingyun suddenly shouted, his hands were cast, and there were words in his mouth.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly became violent, and the stable ground actually fluctuated violently, and the strange thing was that there was no change in other places except for the ground where this group of monks was. The fluctuating ground seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, like a fierce beast opening its swarthy mouth, cyan flames cracked out of the ground, and orange wooden stakes rose from the ground, densely squeezing all the monks into motion. Countless flying swords suddenly appeared in the air, slashing at the monks inside as if they were slashing corpses into pieces.

"Soil swallowing, tongues of fire, wooden teeth, golden thorns, and finally water." Sun Lingyun looked at the more than fifty monks of the Huayin Sect and the Yijian Sect in front of him as if they were in hell without blinking, and his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a group of native chickens and dogs. Blood was splashed in the array, stumps and broken arms were all over the ground, and the monks of the two factions roared angrily to resist, and the magic weapon flying sword spell was thrown out without money, but it still couldn't block the attacks that could be seen everywhere. Even if he could avoid the blue fire, he was trapped by the wooden stake, and he watched several flying swords pass through his body.

What made them even more desperate was the sudden gushing of endless water from the ground, which was full of dead air, cold and bitter, and devoid of life. Once the monk was touched, the spiritual power in his whole body suddenly solidified, and he couldn't run even a bit. And this water is everywhere.

Just like Sun Lingyun, the way of his formation is the death formation, his formation does not leave a trace of life, unless he dies or the person trapped by the formation dies, the formation cannot be solved. He was the only way to live, but he stood outside the formation, calmly looking at his formation.

Within a few moments, all the monks in the array were dead, and there was a single slightly intact corpse that could not be found. With a wave of Sun Lingyun's hand, the corpses of all the monks fell into the open mouth of the ground, and the ground closed again.

At this moment, the land is as clean as ever, unless you see it with your own eyes, who would have thought that there are more than fifty more corpses underground?

Among the people who witnessed this process was Longyang Shaoyu, who looked blankly at Sun Lingyun who was hanging his head on the ground as if he was thinking, and his eyes seemed to know him again. However, he and Sun Lingyun are not familiar with each other, and it should be said that they have a deeper understanding of Sun Lingyun.

Sun Lingyun seemed to have a sense, raised his head and saw Longyang Shaoyu, and a shy smile appeared on his dark face.

Long Yang Shaoyu's heart was cold, his eyes unconsciously moved away, and there seemed to be a cold snake crawling on his back. His scalp exploded, and he drove away in an instant with the flying sword, disappearing without a trace. If he could, he planned to stay eight thousand zhang away from this second junior disciple in the future. No! In the end, don't see each other in this life.

Except for a small number of monks from Huayin Sect and Yijian Sect who were blocked by the Buddha Light of the Protector Sect before they could enter the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, most of the monks of the two factions entered the sect on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi. About half of them were entangled by the Qi refining stage disciples on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi and were fighting to the death, while the other half were divided into four paths and rushed into the depths of the sect on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi in four directions.

The first road was unfortunately met by Sun Lingyun, and the whole army was wiped out.

The second road was blocked by Qingfeng and led more than 20 disciples, and it was difficult to solve.

The third way encountered was Mingyue, Mingyue sacrificed the funeral flower bell, and before he could make a move, the monks of the two factions on this road had already turned their heads and left, each looking for other opponents.

Only the fourth road was unblocked, so Longyang Shaoyu went straight to the fourth road. (To be continued......)