On the vast sea, Xing Yuan held a small white flag shrouded in mist, and a white cloud under his feet supported Xing Yuan and quickly fled towards the sea in the northeast. Although he was running for his life, Xing Yuan did not have the slightest panic in his eyes, but looked back at the sea behind him, as if he was chasing after him.

It turned out that Xing Yuan and the other monks of the True Spirit Sect still set up a strategy to break the formation of the Xuanqi Island's blocking teleportation array, but this time the task of luring the enemy fell on Xing Yuan.

Xing Yuan escaped the pursuit of most of the Xuanling Sect disciples with his divine sense that was no less powerful than that of a blood-dissolving eighth-layer monk, but Xing Yuan felt that there was always a blood-melting ninth-layer monk behind him, and Xing Yuan, who was helpless, had no choice but to take out the Shui Yun Banner, a medium-grade flying magic weapon, but still did not get rid of the tracking of the monk behind him.

Feeling the aura behind him, Xing Yuan was a little worried, but he didn't pay much attention to it. When Xing Yuan left, Lu Ping had already infiltrated the formation of the blocking teleportation array on the other side, and when Xing Yuan made a move to attract the attention of the Xuanling Sect monk, Xing Yuan felt that Lu Ping and the others almost moved their hands to break the blocking formation.

"Since you can't escape, let's see how strong this Xuanling Sect disciple is behind you. Since I can kill the monks of the seventh layer of hemolysis, I think that even if the strength of the monks of the ninth layer of hemolysis is much higher, it will not be impossible to resist. Xing Yuan has become more and more experienced in fighting methods recently, and he doesn't have so much awe for the monks in the late stage of hemolysis in his heart, and he thought.

Xing Yuan thought of this, and the Water Cloud Banner in his hand was suddenly retracted, and the array of the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array above his head circled, and the Jin Yuan Sword that he had often used to kill the enemy recently appeared in his hand.

The six spiritual ropes on the array disk of the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array turned into six spirit snakes, which were the trapped Jiao Ropes of the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array. In the center of the array, a sword loomed, and bursts of cold light emanated from the blade. With Xing Yuan Zhenyuan's urging, a large area of water mist on the array disk drifted away, which was the third type of magic power of the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array-Cloud Sea Mist Shadow.

As a high-grade formation of the Xuan Rank, Xing Yuan has studied the most profoundly, and it can be said that Xing Yuan has been studying a formation since he cultivated, and the formation has been thoroughly studied. In addition, Xing Yuan collected all kinds of raw materials to re-refine before going out to sea to hunt demons, and the array plate was also re-refined, refining to a perfect extent.

After Xing Yuan advanced to the stage of hemolysis, his divine sense reached the level of eighty zhang, which was basically no different from the monks in the late stage of hemolysis, and although Xing Yuan's cultivation of "Refining Heaven and Earth" advanced to the early stage of hemolysis, it was almost the same as the mana of the monks in the late stage of hemolysis. The current Xing Yuan can be said to have barely reached the point of running the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array at full strength, and the Cloud Sea Mist Shadow above the array is the last kind of magic power of the formation.

Large swaths of water mist drifted out of the array, and in the blink of an eye, almost a hundred feet of space was occupied by sea fog.

In less than a cup of tea, a Xuanling Sect disciple came to the cloud sea and fog shadow with a flying magic weapon in the shape of a crystal boat, and frowned as he looked at the formation in front of him. The surviving disciples sent out by the Xuanling Sect before reported that there was a disciple in the early stage of hemolysis who was very good at cultivating the formation, and it was this minor cultivator in the early stage of hemolysis who killed one of the three leaders who searched for the disciples of the True Spirit Sect, Huang Weiqiu in the late stage of hemolysis.

Wang Weihong, who stepped on the boat, was a little uneasy in his heart, how difficult the experience made him judge that the formation in front of him was definitely not easy to deal with, although his strength was much higher than that of Huang Weiqiu of the seventh layer of hemolysis, but he definitely did not have the strength to directly kill Huang Weiqiu. Looking at the formation in the distance, Wang Weihong stayed more than twenty zhang away from the formation, and took out a transmission note in his hand, and actually wanted to summon the surrounding Xuanling Sect disciples to encircle and suppress Xing Yuan together.

"It seems that the monks in the late stage of hemolysis are not stupid. Xing Yuan looked at the cautious Xuanling Sect disciple in front of him and muttered to himself.

Originally, Xing Yuan wanted to rely on the pressure of the late stage disciple of hemolysis in front of him to completely master the Yunhai Trapped Jiao Array, and by the way, see if he could break through the realm under the strong pressure, so that his formation cultivation could make some progress, but now it seems unlikely.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the disciple of the Xuanling Sect was also a timid person, and he was so cautious about a disciple in the early stage of hemolysis that he didn't even dare to approach the formation that was temporarily arranged. Xing Yuan simply came out of the formation and stood in front of the Xuanling Sect disciples in the late stage of hemolysis with a big grin.

"Hmph!" Wang Weihong didn't pay attention to Xing Yuan's provocation, but looked at Xing Yuan who walked out of the formation and became more cautious in his heart, "Your Excellency is not an ordinary monk in the early stage of hemolysis, I think Senior Brother Huang Weiqiu fell into your hands, right? ”

Wang Weihong did not have a trace of contempt for the True Spirit Sect monk in front of him, and he was very shocked in his heart, and learned from the mouth of the mid-stage disciple of the Hemolysis Sect who escaped that the young man in front of him could easily kill a monk of the same level, even if it was a monk in the middle stage of Hemolysis, he might not be able to retreat from the hands of this True Spirit Sect disciple.

Wang Weihong, who had raised his vigilance by three points, took out a pair of magic weapons like a long shuttle in his hand, and there was a mirror-like defensive magic weapon floating behind him, and even the talisman was propped up.

Looking at Wang Weihong, who was fully armed, Xing Yuan couldn't help but pay attention to it, the Jin Yuan Sword in his hand was sacrificed, and in front of him was a turtleshell-like defensive magic weapon more than two feet high, and the Refining Heaven Ding in the heart core space also slowly rotated, as if he was ready to rush out of the heart core space at any time.

With the continuous nourishment of Xing Yuan's refining of innocence qi, the quality of the Jin Yuan Sword continued to rise, especially after experiencing these several battles, Xing Yuan felt that this Jin Yuan Sword already had the possibility of advancing to the top level magic weapon. As for the turtle shell in front of Xing Yuan, it was a high-grade defensive magic weapon that Xing Yuan had refined with the turtle shell of the Xuan Turtle Demon Beast that had been dissolving blood for four layers and the Xuan Iron.

The sword light is like electricity. Wang Weihong barely saw Jin Yuanjian's figure clearly, and a golden thunderbolt exploded in front of him. The huge explosion shook Wang Weihong's blood and blood, and his hands holding the two long shuttles trembled uncontrollably. Wang Weihong was a monk of the ninth layer of hemolysis in the end, although he did not react, but the tempering between life and death almost became an instinct, and the long shuttle of his hands instinctively rushed forward, colliding with Xing Yuan's Jin Yuan sword.

The golden lightning turned into a spiritual snake, and the lightning-like speed made Wang Weihong a little dizzy, and the long shuttle in his hand almost instinctively resisted Xing Yuan's Jin Yuan Sword.

Xing Yuan's Thunder Sword Technique became more and more convenient the more he used it, and the Jin Yuan Sword was almost connected to Xing Yuan, Xing Yuan felt that he didn't need to deliberately pinch the magic in his hand to command the Jin Yuan Sword as he wished.

"It seems that it won't be long before I can advance to the realm of the general trend. Looking at the more and more agile golden thunder sword light, Xing Yuan felt happy in his heart.

Xing Yuan's attacks became more and more ferocious, but Wang Weihong was a monk in the late stage of hemolysis in the end, and he also mastered the situation. After becoming familiar with Xing Yuan's attack method, Wang Weihong gradually changed, one of the long shuttles in his hand was used to resist Xing Yuan's attack, and the other began to counterattack, gradually moving back to the situation.

The situation is gradually unfavorable for Xing Yuan, especially since Xing Yuan is still being surrounded and suppressed by the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, and the long-term battle will inevitably be unfavorable to Xing Yuan.

Although Jin Yuanjian still had the advantage, Xing Yuan could clearly see that after Jin Yuanjian's sword light was resisted by the long shuttle in Wang Weihong's hand, the aftermath was easily resisted by the round mirror behind him and Wang Weihong's protective qi.

Xing Yuan looked at Wang Weihong, who obviously planned to drag it out, as if he had made up his mind in his heart.

Just after Xing Yuan and Wang Weihong fought for more than a dozen rounds, the Jin Yuan Sword turned into a flash of lightning and returned to Xing Yuan's hands. And the turtle shell magic weapon in Xing Yuan's hand was also put away by Xing Yuan, and at the moment when Wang Weihong was surprised, Xing Yuan returned to the sea of clouds trapped in the Jiao array.

Out of fear of the formation, Wang Weihong still didn't easily enter the formation, but just approached a distance of more than ten zhang to prepare to observe the formation in front of him at close range.

Wang Weihong, who was outside the formation, reached out with his divine sense to observe the formation in front of him, but due to the obstruction of clouds and mist, he did not see the situation in the formation clearly, but Wang Weihong's fear of this formation deepened.

Just when Wang Weihong wanted to step back a little, Xing Yuan in the formation shouted, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the array of the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array. On top of the blue crystal array, the slashing sword was completely stabilized under the urging of Xing Yuan's mouthful of essence blood, and the five-foot-long sword body was full of lightning, and the aura was far more powerful than ordinary top-level magic weapons.

"Slash!"

The Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array dissipated most of it with the formation of the Jiao Sword, and Wang Weihong, who was outside the formation, saw Xing Yuan for the first time, and at the same time felt the huge aura of the Jiao Sword.

This was the first time that Xing Yuan had used the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array to condense the sword sword to urge the Ben Thunder Sword Technique, but the power of the formation was something that Xing Yuan did not expect, and the huge blue electric light almost arrived in front of Wang Weihong the moment Xing Yuan slashed out.

With a click, Wang Weihong's top-grade defensive magic weapon was cut in half by Xing Yuan, and the long shuttle on his left hand was also slashed out at once. Before Wang Weihong could react, the second sword light arrived in front of him, and the three-layer talisman on Wang Weihong's body seemed to be a rag, and it was cut by the sword light with a stabbing sound, and Wang Weihong was also killed on the spot.

The fog in the sea of clouds trapped in the Jiaojiao array not far away was even thinner, and Xing Yuan's figure was almost exposed to the vast sea. After the slashing sword in his hand dispersed, Xing Yuan was slightly stunned, shocked by the power of the Cloud Sea Trapped Jiao Array that was operating at full strength.

But Xing Yuan knew that now was not the time to think about this, so he quickly packed up Wang Weihong's storage bag and long shuttle magic weapon, and even Xing Yuan, the defensive magic weapon that was cut in half, did not let go, but what made Xing Yuan a little regretful was that the hemolytic beads in the space of Wang Weihong's heart core were not retained. This is also expected, although Xing Yuan has some regrets, he doesn't care too much.

Just as Xing Yuan was about to flee from this place after packing up everything, a voice suddenly sounded beside Xing Yuan.

"Good boy, such a clever formation cultivator, he can actually kill a monk of the ninth layer of hemolysis in the cultivation of the first layer of hemolysis, what a genius. ”

The sudden sound startled Xing Yuan all of a sudden, but Xing Yuan quickly calmed down, and an elegant middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

"Little guy, don't be afraid, my name is Jiang Xuanlin, and I am your uncle. The elegant man looked at Xing Yuan in front of him with admiration, and said with a smile on his face.

Xing Yuan also completely relieved his mind, and carefully looked at Jiang Xuanlin, the head of the Three True Spirits and Four Spirits of the True Spirit Sect in front of him, and the most powerful of the second-generation disciples of the True Spirit Sect.