Tang Qiyuan sneered, flexibly sideways to avoid Hua Jun's attack, grabbed the back of Hua Jun's neck with his backhand, raised his right hand high, and suddenly exerted force, and the fist accurately hit his back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Hua Jun's eyes widened suddenly, the strength up and down his body was instantly drained cleanly, his whole body was weak, and there was a "ho-ho" sound from the depths of his throat, but he couldn't say a word, he could only curl up and twitch incessantly.

The difference in strength between Yuan Ying and Jin Dan is too big.

Tang Qiyuan threw Hua Jun, who had lost his ability to resist, to the ground. Next to him, a close to his body and abdomen stepped forward quickly, pulled out a sharp knife with cold light from his lower waist, and forcefully ripped off Hua Jun's clothes, and the tip of the knife was about to be slashed at his chest.

Monks usually don't use weapons to kill people, but the cultivation of magic skills is quite special, if you get the heart of a living person, especially the heart of a high-level monk, you can absorb part of the opponent's power and use it for your own use.

"Wait, don't do it yet. ”

Tang Qiyuan spoke out to stop the man in black who was holding a sharp knife, and said in a deep voice: "This person is already a traitor to the Guiyuan Sect, and he is desperate. For a while, it is normal to rush into the heart and kill people. When he woke up, the Guiyuan Sect no longer existed, and there was no second way out for him except to take refuge in us. ”

The henchman in black was a little puzzled: "This person is loyal to the Guiyuan Sect, if it weren't for our design to introduce him into the urn, it would be difficult to achieve great things." This kind of stay in the future, after all, it will be a disaster, it is better to kill it now, once it is a hundred, we can also consume his heart and improve our cultivation. ”

"Fool with a mouse eye!"

Tang Qiyuan rebuked angrily: "Do you know what the concept of Grandmaster Jindan is? Ordinary people can cultivate and refine qi as one out of ten thousand, and those who can build a foundation are almost like this." Those who condense qi into pills are all people with great wisdom and perseverance. Three years ago, you were just a mere Qi Refiner, and now although you have the same realm as Hua Jun, your heart can't be compared to it. To fully occupy the Guiyuan Sect, someone must recruit disciples for us. Kill him, are you going to do it?"

The man in black bowed his head and remained silent when he was scolded, and stepped aside in a daze, no longer speaking.

In the clearing, the hedron of the small teleportation array was almost exhausted, the light was dim, and most of the surface of the crystal showed the grayish-brown color of ordinary rock.

The black-clothed people gathered around had already exceeded four hundred, and the black pressed a large area, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, their eyes were fanatical, and they did not hide their naked bloodthirsty killing intent.

Tang Qiyuan looked around and was very satisfied with the performance of these people.

He drew the long sword he wore at his waist and swung it vigorously in the air, roaring a voice full of infinite killing intent.

"Kill the Guiyuan Sect, and those who dare to resist will not be left alive. ”

......

It was a cloudy day, especially at night, and there was no light in the sky. The stars and the moon were swallowed up by black clouds, and there had just been a few rains, and there were no small insects in the grass by the roadside, so there was a dead silence.

Tang Qiyuan led a huge team of black-clothed monks and marched quickly along the mountain road to the inner courtyard of the Guiyuan Sect.

In the distance, there was a faint roar. There were sporadic fires flickering in the direction of the inner courtyard, and many figures were running back and forth, occasionally with crisp metal strikes. Obviously, the crazy steel armor storm did cause the expected effect.

Tang Qiyuan had a satisfied smile in his eyes.

The whole plan has been implemented since several years ago, and every detail has been taken with great care. Anyone in black who may have a flaw will be killed. If you want to achieve great things, you must be ruthless, and you must not let your opponent discover your whereabouts and existence. As long as the Guiyuan Sect is captured, then everything that follows will not be a problem.

In order to prevent the Guiyuan Sect from discovering it, the teleportation array was set up on a cliff far away from the inner courtyard. More than half an hour passed, and Tang Qiyuan and the others finally entered the internal area of the Guiyuan Sect, which belonged to the scope of the Lingshui Palace.

There is only one way to get here from the cliff. Out of secrecy, Tang Qiyuan did not let his subordinates use flying swords and other means, but chose to walk. Only in this way will the body not emit psionic fluctuations and be detected by outsiders.

The quaint outline of the Lingshui Temple is hidden in the darkness, and the flickering firelight illuminates the roof cornices. I don't know why, Tang Qiyuan suddenly felt something, raised his head, and looked at the sky above his head.

An inexplicable omen of danger gripped him at the heart. It's an instinctive instinct for danger and murder. Practicing magic skills, cultivation is greatly increased, and intuition becomes more keen. It was the empty house building in front of him that actually made Tang Qiyuan, who was a young man, feel frightened.

It was so intense, just like the instinctive fear of a high-level cultivator when he had just started cultivating and was only a first-level cultivator refining qi. Those who are high above are their natural enemies. And the perception at this moment is so clear and so keen.

Tang Qiyuan suddenly raised his right hand and stopped the team that was moving forward.

His gaze stretched along the path and landed on a figure leading to the entrance to the main hall of Lingshui.

The black night obscures the view. I could barely see that it was a person, sitting on the ground, with his head hanging down his chest and his back against the wall, like a drunk man who had drunk too much wine in the world and fell on the side of the road.

His sitting posture was unnatural, not like he was falling down on his own, but more like he was deliberately making such a movement.

It's a corpse.

Most importantly, the deceased was wearing a black tights that were identical to his own.

A henchman hurriedly ran over, picked up the deceased's head, took off the scarf, looked at it with the help of the faint light, and suddenly cried out in horror: "It's Ma Tianming, it's Ma Tianming! Oh my God, he, why is he here?"

Ma Tianming...... Tang Qiyuan knew this person.

He is his own subordinate, and he is also a cultivator of demonic skills. Just last month, Ma Tianming broke through the limit of foundation building and became a first-level Jindan Grandmaster.

Several black-clothed men quickly took out the fire fold from their arms, and against the cold night wind, they lit up a few bright lights in the vast dark night that were enough for people to see the corpses clearly.

The black clothes on Ma Tianming's body were almost soaked, and the thick blood stains were mixed with the original color of the clothes, and it was impossible to see the shocking blood red. However, just get a little closer, and you can smell the frighteningly pungent blood.

Tang Qiyuan bent down and stretched out his hand and touched the deceased's chest. The body was still hot, and there was still a little blood coming out of the wound on the chest. It's sticky, wet and extremely uncomfortable. But in any case, Ma Tianming obviously just encountered an accident, and the time of death was not very long.

A henchman standing behind Tang Qiyuan had a face full of fear, and a look of horror in his eyes. He pointed to the corpse leaning against the wall and exclaimed, "Ma Tianming's third team is obviously in charge of the postponement. Who killed him?"

This is also the question that Tang Qiyuan wants to know.

The plan to attack the Guiyuan Sect has been brewing for a long time. This is also the biggest secret in Tang Qiyuan's mind besides the "Supreme Demon Codex". The teleportation array was very cleverly set up, and there were a large number of forests, mountains, and rocks around it, so the chances of the people of the Guiyuan Sect finding it were very low. Moreover, with the experience of the last time, all their energy would be focused on the crazy steel-armored tyrant, and no one would notice the attack of outsiders.

There were hundreds of black-clothed people attacking the Guiyuan Sect, how could Ma Tianming, as the leader of the rear team, die here? Moreover, the position was actually directly in front of the road he was traveling?

The muscles on Tang Qiyuan's face continued to twist, his eyes were wide open, and his fierce and fearful gaze searched back and forth around, but he didn't find the slightest movement.

Something must have gone wrong.

Instinct told Tang Qiyuan that the matter had been exposed. The best way to deal with it now is to turn around and run away. However, the extreme fear made him cold all over, and even the joints of his hands and feet were unconscious.

Leadership skills are very important. Tang Qiyuan has become the leader of many demon worshippers, and it has only been a matter of the past few years. If it weren't for the fact that the worship of the Demon Clan was more fanatical than others, and the methods used to deal with outsiders were extremely cruel and bloody, Tang Qiyuan would not have been able to get such a high position, let alone lead everyone to implement this attack plan against the Guiyuan Sect.

At first, Tang Qiyuan was just a coolie who helped people deliver goods at the riverside wharf, and made money to make a living.

"Counting ......"

Tang Qiyuan's voice was very soft when he said this. In a moment, he completely woke up from his fear, turned around suddenly, and shouted desperately at the henchmen standing next to him: "Count the number of people immediately, and everyone will form a protective circle." We, we were discovered, there are enemies in this vicinity, there must be enemies. ”

Anyone who walks on a mountain road in the dark knows that it is definitely a difficult behavior that can only move forward with experience and familiarity with the road conditions and environment. Human beings have long been accustomed to seeing things around them clearly when there is light shining on them. It's become an instinct, like when there's a power outage, you subconsciously want to look for matches, and then you hold a lit candle to see if the meter has tripped, or if there's something wrong with the circuitry?

Even the monks were unable to overcome the visual barrier in the night.

A large group of people, as many as hundreds of demonic cultivators, walked along the mountain path, and it was impossible to clearly and completely control the specific movements of each person as clearly and completely as they did during the day. After more than ten minutes, the counting of people finally ended, and the results were shocking: there were hundreds of people in black before departure, and there were actually a quarter less.

A henchman shuddered and asked with a pale face, "Those people, they...... Where have they gone?"

No one answered, and many pairs of eyes stared at the corpse leaning against the wall.

They are all big living people with independent abilities, and even if they are attacked by accident, they can shout and scream, and give early warnings in time. However, it was as if they were being devoured by an invisible monster in the darkness, and they did not resist at all, not even breathe.

Countless thoughts quickly flashed through Tang Qiyuan's mind.

He had never had the experience to deal with this kind of thing. It's no wonder that a few years ago, he was just an ordinary foundation-building monk, and if it weren't for the cultivation of the Supreme Demon Codex, it would be impossible for him to have such amazing strength. However, dealing with your enemies is more than just violently crushing. Just like the well-equipped rice army, it is still difficult to move an inch in the complex and harsh environment of Afghanistan.

The Guiyuan Sect must have discovered some kind of flaw in itself.

They are secretly hunting and killing the men in black on their side, but they can't detect it.

What kind of covert means can be used to achieve this?

Tang Qiyuan stood dumbfounded, his face gloomy, and the ferocity in his eyes had long faded into undisguised horror.

This is a trap, a trap that has been set up a long time ago, waiting for himself to lead his subordinates to take the initiative to drill into it.

Looking at the dense darkness in the distance, Tang Qiyuan muttered to himself: "Formation, this is a protective formation. We're all trapped in it. This, this is a huge phantom array of the trapped lock type. ”

Yes, only a phantom array can produce such a strong bewildering effect.

Directly ahead, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared at some point.

Dressed in a silver-gray robe, with a towering crown on his head, a pair of gossip climbing shoes under his feet, and a snow-white whisk in his arms, his eyes released an aggressive cold light.

This person has an incomparably strong majesty, like a tiger roaming in the mountains and forests, no need to roar angrily, no need to open his mouth to show his sharp fangs, as long as he walks out with unhurried steps, he can immediately make people feel imminent danger, and death may be approaching anytime and anywhere.

Tang Qiyuan's pupils shrank, staring at the middle-aged man with an indifferent expression, and spit out three words from between his teeth: "Zhong, Yuan, Yu." ”

That's right, the person who came was Zhong Yuanyu, the current sect leader of the Guiyuan Sect.

He's not alone.

In the depths shrouded in darkness, a dense crowd gradually appeared. There are powerful Yuanying Ancestor-level monks, and there are also foundation-building Taoists with various weapons. Except for a few high-ranking monks with transcendent status, most of them wore light black robes, and the collar and sleeves of the clothes were embroidered with cloud patterns unique to the Guiyuan Sect.

Footsteps rang out more intensely all around. Tang Qiyuan turned around and found that a large number of martial arts warriors were gathered from all directions from the left, right, front, and back. God knows where they came from? Even their own way of coming from, the direction leading to the mountain cliff teleportation array, was blocked by as many as hundreds of Guiyuan Sect members. They cooperated with each other to form a strong defensive battle formation, surrounded from all directions, and constantly oppressed all the black-clothed men under their command, and firmly trapped in the small area in the middle.

Yang Tianhong was wearing a set of black Taoist robes, standing more than ten meters away from Sect Master Zhong Yuanyu, tilting his head and smiling knowingly at Chai Ning, who was standing in the side direction.

This was an extremely large phantom array, enveloping the entire Mingfeng Mountain.

At the Spring Competition, after contact with Chai Ning, a new fascicle appeared in the "Linglong Treasure Book": "The Array Sutra".

Like the Book of Dan, which records many ancient prescriptions, the Book of Formations also records a variety of complex and changeable formations.

Among them, there is a simple and practical "trapped lock array".

In the "Array Sutra", the trapped lock array is located on the first page of the opening chapter. According to the annotation, this array is ever-changing, and it can be stacked with different amounts of materials according to different needs, and then evolve into a "trapped lock array" that covers a wide area.

The setting of the small trapped lock array is very simple, and it requires three low-grade crystals, which can be arranged according to the new orientation of the equilateral triangle. Of course, a small array of this size can only trap the foundation building monks at most, and the time limit for the trap is extremely short.

There is no specific explanation of the Great Array of Trapped Locks in the "Array Sutra". In desperation, Yang Tianhong could only find a solution from other ways. He taught Chai Ning the essence of the basic setting of the trapped lock formation, and Chai Ning was indeed a genius in studying the formation. According to the "Array Sutra", there are a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one changes in this array, and Chai Ning has solved thirteen changes in just one month. Although it was far from the eighty-one highest level, even the current thirteen changes of the trapped lock array were enough to cover the entire Mingfeng Mountain, becoming a psychedelic guardian array.

Yang Tianhong's abacus is very fine. I'm not good at formation deduction, and I formed a good relationship with Chai Ning in the spring competition. Calculating from the small array requires a lot of mental energy. Once Chai Ning succeeds, of course, the rewards from the Guiyuan Grandmaster Sect will not be less. This person knows how to repay his kindness and will never leave himself aside. In other words, Chai Ning's strengthening of himself is equivalent to helping him improve his voice within the Guiyuan Sect in disguise. After all, whether it was his master Luo Tu Hall Master Guo Cong or Chai Ning himself, he would never forget: the basic essence of the trapped lock array was provided by Yang Tianhong, which was a great favor.

Zhong Yuanyu took out a red long sword with flames from the Qiankun bag, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Tang Qiyuan, and said lightly: "Honestly tie your hands and arrest it, and then tell who is behind you? ”

Tang Qiyuan searched repeatedly on the people of the Guiyuan Sect with his red eyes.

He had seen the portraits of the lords and elders of the great halls. However, among the people who besieged them, all of them were familiar faces that they had seen in the portraits. Liu Xuebing, the master of the Lingshui Palace, Guo Cong, the master of the Luotu Palace, Chen Zhengjian, the deputy hall master of the Purple Furnace Palace, and Guo Linsheng, the most capable of fighting, ...... All of them are on the scene, there are many of them, and there is no shortage of them.

"Why is this happening?"

Tang Qiyuan's mouth let out a beast-like howl in his hand: "Isn't the steel armor tyrant poisoned?

The surprise attack plan was very well formulated, and the most important point was to take advantage of the Guiyuan Sect's people's worries about the steel armor. That mountain-guarding spirit beast has a transcendent identity within the Guiyuan Sect, and it is an absolutely indispensable master of the Mahayana period. Only by concentrating all the array masters within the sect and concentrating their efforts to trap the steel armor storm with the magic array, it is possible for Zhong Yuanyu and the others to gradually calm down the poisoned and crazy mountain guarding spirit beast like last time.

Without a magic circle, the masters of the Guiyuan Sect were violent against the steel armor, and in the end it was just a "death" word.

After all, it was an earth demon king whose strength was equal to that of a Mahayana monk.

However, Zhong Yuanyu stood in front of him.

Could it be that they have already subdued the Steelarmour?