These Immortal Monarch cultivators, led by a purple-haired young man, looked at those people outside the formation with pale golden eyes, and they were full of coldness.

"Senior Brother Zhao, will we also repair the formation with them?"

An Immortal Monarch monk bowed his mouth at Zhou Tianyou and asked the purple-haired young man.

"Do you dare to go out with me to fight?" The corners of the purple-haired youth's mouth curled slightly, but there was a burst of madness in his calm words.

Looking at the seemingly endless army of monks outside, the people who followed behind the purple-haired young man all looked a little ugly.

Although they were all the top powerhouses among the Immortal Monarch cultivators, but letting them break into the endless group of cultivators, they just thought about it, and they felt a chill in their hearts.

Those who can ignore the number of monks are only the figures at the level of the Golden Immortal Ancestor, who have integrated into the origin of heaven and earth, even if they stand there and don't fight back, these monks who are not Golden Immortals can't hurt them in the slightest.

"You go and help those juniors repair the formation!"

The purple-haired young man had a chuckle on his lips and walked forward slowly.

The Immortal Monarch cultivators who were standing behind him just now all felt their cheeks heat and honestly repaired the formation.

Outside the formations of the Wooden Palace, countless monks urged magic weapons to attack and destroy those formations, and some formation powerhouses were pointing out the location of the attack on the sidelines.

After the army of monks, a group of people are gathering together, there are monks with fairy spirits, there are dragons with mighty dragon spirits, and there are enchanting and weird demon clans.

They were all disciples of those Golden Immortal Ancestors in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea that day.

"Fellow Daoists, look, someone from the Wood Palace has come out!"

Someone saw the purple-haired young man who came out of the formation and exclaimed.

"It's Zhao Yunlang from the Wood Palace! Excluding those who have become Golden Immortals, his strength is definitely among the top three in the Wood Palace. Someone recognized the identity of the purple-haired young man and said to everyone.

"Zhao Yunlang? That Zhao Yunlang, who is said to have reached the realm of immortal consummation? The faces of the others also became serious.

If the Golden Immortal does not come out, the Immortal Monarch Daquan is the strongest, and it is definitely worthy of their cautious treatment.

"What about the consummation of the Immortal Monarch? As long as it's not a Golden Immortal powerhouse. It only takes one group attack to take them out easily. An arrogant voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads to look and found that it was a heavenly dragon hundreds of zhang long, and they were looking at Zhao Yunlang in the distance with disdain at this time.

"The ancestor said that the dragon clan except for the ancestral dragon emperor, everyone else is an arrogant idiot, and it is really good." Many monks secretly said in their hearts at the same time.

What he just said is theoretically valid, but Zhao Yunlang is not a stone, he will stand in place and let them attack.

If you want to kill Zhao Yunlang. Only by mobilizing all the monks to work together, covering no dead ends within a certain range, can it be possible to kill Zhao Yunlang.

After Zhao Yunlang walked out of the formation, he stepped out, and a golden cloud was born under his feet, which flashed in the void and rushed into the army of monks.

Around him, there were countless clouds and mist, and everywhere he passed. Countless monks' corpses fell from the sky and fell to the ground as if it were raining.

"Array!"

With an order, many of the monks began to move rapidly. The immortal power in his body gushed out, forming countless formation patterns in the air, evolving into powerful formation runes, and flying towards Zhao Yunlang.

Zhao Yunlang sneered. Open his mouth and spit out a cloud dragon, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, smashing all those flying formation runes.

Then he stepped on it. The white clouds that were originally drifting in the wind were all condensed like steel at this time, trapping all the monks around them.

Then, a circle of light fell from him and spread out in all directions.

This ray of light was like a sharp blade, easily cutting those trapped monks in two.

Not only that, but the glow also stained the wounds of those monks, causing their flesh to melt and transform into glow.

In a few breaths, tens of thousands of monks died in the hands of Zhao Yunlang, and these monks were not ordinary monks, and the lowest cultivation was also an earth immortal monk.

The Earth Immortal Cultivator who could be the king and hegemon on Silver Moon Island was like wheat in Zhao Yunlang's hands, and he could cut down a large piece of it at will.

Seeing those Earth Immortal Monks who kept dying, the faces of those monks watching the battle behind did not change in the slightest, they were just ordinary Earth Immortal Monks, and there was really nothing to be sorry for.

The many monks around him formed one formation after another, surrounding Zhao Yunlang in it, forming a dense array of runes, enveloping him.

Boom! Burst! Z -

All sorts of sounds kept ringing, but before they could get far, they were muffled by new sounds.

"Zhao Yunlang's breath is starting to weaken, and it is estimated that there is not much power in his body."

I don't know how many people died in Zhao Yunlang's hands, but the power of the supernatural power in his body was almost consumed.

"The rats on the other side, do you dare to come and fight me?"

Zhao Yunlang shouted in a deep voice, his voice mixed with Zhenyuan, knocking the monks along the way into the air and rushing towards the group of Immortal Monarch monks.

After hearing Zhao Yunlang's provocation, several heavenly dragons immediately couldn't bear it and wanted to rush forward to fight Zhao Yunlang.

However, when they saw that the people on the side had no intention of moving, they had to press the impulse in their hearts, they didn't want to be someone else's substitute for the dead, who knows if Zhao Yunlang still has a backhand.

"Rubbish!" Zhao Yunlang sneered, and then turned around and broke through in the direction of the Wooden Palace.

After Zhao Yunlang returned to the formation of the Wood Palace, his body shook slightly, and the battle just now consumed the power of the divine power in his body.

If you had been half a step slower, you might have been left outside.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you are still so impulsive, if those people were fighting just now, you would basically not be able to come back." A young man with short black hair shook his head when he looked at Zhao Yunlang, who was a little embarrassed.

"Just their shit? Do they dare to take up my challenge? Senior Brother Qin, don't be kidding! ”

After a short rest, the supernatural power in Zhao Yunlang's body had recovered a little, and he no longer had the weaker appearance just now.

"I think the reason why you are so bold is not because you believe that they don't dare to make a move, but because I believe that Senior Brother Qin and I will definitely not stand idly by, right?"

A young man next to him with his hair tied up and a paper fan in his hand shook it lightly said with a smile.

"Whew, who's going to wait for you two to save you?" Zhao Yunlang pursed his lips disdainfully.

The army of monks outside continued to destroy the formation, the many disciples of the Wood Palace continued to repair the formation, and the three of Zhao Yunlang went out to fight from time to time.

The two sides maintained this strange balance with a tacit understanding, and none of the Golden Immortal masters showed up.

……

Qiongyuxing has now become the residence of Chen Cheng's family.

The entire Jade Rainbow Federation knew that the Liu family of the Dome Jade Star had been single-handedly wiped out, and although they did not issue a statement acknowledging Chen Cheng's status, they had already acquiesced.

Three years passed in a flash.

Chen Cheng, who was full of white hair, came to Yang Qing.

"You've made your choice?" Yang Qing asked.

"Hmm!" Chen Cheng nodded and said, "I have decided to break through the current realm. ”

"Why?"

Hearing Chen Cheng's choice, Yang Qing felt a shock and hurriedly asked.

"Although my strength is enough to protect them, what if one day, I meet a strong person who is even more powerful than you, Master? I believe there should be such a strong person, right? What should I do then? ”

"You are so poor here, for those who are strong, it is completely barren land, and they may come here very little." Yang Qing shook his head and said.

"It may be small, but it's still possible! Master, I don't want to put my future in the possibility, especially when I still have the ability to fight for it. ”

Chen Cheng said with a serious expression, obviously he had been thinking about this issue for a long time.

"Don't you want to put your future in possibilities? I don't want to! What I need to think about should not be what my parents should do if they fail to break through the Golden Immortal, but for them, I must break through and succeed, and I want to fight for them for a stable future. ”

Yang Qing sat there silently, his eyes closed, his thoughts were as clear as crystal, and he found the belief that he had always insisted on and never gave up.

"Chen Cheng, come here, as a teacher, I will explain the law to you now and help you break through the realm!" Yang Qing opened his eyes and said slowly.

Hearing Yang Qing's words, Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of ecstasy, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Master!" ”

When Yang Qing explained the law to Chen Cheng, he was also studying the ninth top-level supernatural power, and during this time, in order to find his own beliefs, he continued to sort out the experiences in his life, and he had a faint gain from the ninth top-level supernatural power.

……

Wooden Palace.

After these years of entanglement, the scope of the Wood Palace Formation became smaller and smaller, after all, there were too many monks outside who destroyed the formation, and they couldn't repair it at all.

"Cheng Juling, in Xia Wang Leqi, I have heard of your name for a long time, please come out and see it!"

"Shi Kuang, under Li Chenyuan, do you dare to fight?"

"Lilou, today I, Gao Yemao, am going to learn your methods!"

Hearing the challenge from outside, the hearts of many disciples of the Wood Emperor Palace were suddenly shocked, was it finally time for the Golden Immortal powerhouse to fight?

Cheng Juling, who was sitting in the main hall, smiled lightly when he heard this, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a big axe appeared, he looked at the two golden immortal monks below, and said, "Two junior brothers, have you ever been ready?" ”

"Fight!"

Sitting on the left was a monk with a face like a knife and an axe, and he stood up and the word popped out of his mouth.

Opposite him sat a middle-aged man with three locks of long beard under his chin, his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a guqin on his lap, and laughing softly: "Good! ”

"Wang Leqi, come with me!"

Cheng Juling stepped out and appeared in the sky above the Wood Palace, shouting in a deep voice. (To be continued......)