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On a battleship to protect the island, two shamans and six elders from the Ancient Moon Sect sat in the cabin and talked affectionately, they were talking about their cultivation experience, and what bothered them was that they could not break through to the ninth level like the Venerable of the Two Sects, and this topic made them not wary of each other at all.

The elders of the Ancient Moon Sect came to observe the assessment of the shamans in the name of coming to watch the assessment of the shamans, and if they were not all prepared with generous gifts, it would be impossible to go up to the battleship to mingle with the shamans.

Once people who have a common topic start communicating, they are unaware of the passage of time.

Suddenly, a shaman stood up in shock, pointed to the north and said, "In a few hours, the three disciples of the Water Moon Sect will come to accept the official assessment of the shaman, why should I have to prepare for it, maybe I will be pointed out by others to challenge?"

The six elders of the Ancient Moon Sect staggered to their feet, the two shamans got up to see each other off, and as soon as everyone reached the spacious deck, one of the elders' waist trembled slightly, and he quietly gave the others a look.

Immediately, the six of them parted in threes and threes without a trace, and surrounded the two shamans separately.

The two temple priests were a little stunned, and before they could ask a word, they heard the elders of the Ancient Moon Sect, who had been talking to them very happily a moment ago, and almost became a confidant, shouted in unison: "The three talents are interlocking, the chain realm, enlightenment!"

In an instant, six eight-branched and eight-leaf Sound Spirit Tree phantoms emerged from the bodies of these six people, and the three trees were entangled together, forming a whirlwind-like mottled shadow, which shrouded the head of one of the shamans, and in an instant, the eight people on the deck disappeared without a trace.

If someone who has refined the Ancient Moon Heart Sutra is here, they will be so surprised that they will be speechless.

The Serial Realm is a supreme realm technique recorded in the Heart Sutra, which is the practice of two or more people with similar cultivation, with one person as the main body and others as the auxiliary, to perform the realm technique together.

This technique will integrate the spirit seed of the helper into the spirit seed of the host, as if the skills of multiple people are integrated in a specific field.

Therefore, once a person is born with a different mind, his mind cannot keep pace with other people, the spell is self-defeating, and the people who cast the chain field will scatter their souls and bones, not to mention that they will not even have the opportunity to enter the reincarnation of the divine pool.

This spell requires the caster to reach the eightfold peak of cultivation, just imagine, if a monk at the eightfold peak, if he gets the holy tree order, it is enough to form a large force group in any city, this serial field can be described as a forbidden technique, how many people have never succeeded in jointly casting it, because no strong person does not care about his own life, how can he really rest assured that he will be handed over to others?

However, these powerhouses cultivated by Ji Xiang seemed to be very good at using this door control technique, and it seemed that they had practiced it many times, and they were simply familiar with using it, leaving no buffer time for the two elders of the temple to breathe.

The battle started very suddenly, and under normal circumstances, a temple shaman would have no problem using the secret technique passed down by the high priest, barely dealing with the two elders on this side, but in the face of a series of interlocking realm attacks, they were doomed to defeat from the beginning.

About half an hour later, several white lights flashed, and the six exhausted Ancient Moon Sect elders fell to the deck panting, but their eyes flashed with a divine light that bordered on madness.

At the same time, two points of white light path submerged into the water of Moon Lake, and two points of blood light flew into the area surrounded by clouds and mist--that was Cold Moon Island.

The same scene also happened in the waters of Moon Lake.

The battle was almost over in half an hour, and from the time Meng Yang signaled to the elders, ten warships were now officially in the hands of the sixty elders.

After sending the signal, Meng Yang used his mind to move the formation of the ten warships.

The formation arranged by Meng Yang is a new formation that combines the surplus and deficiency techniques and many formations, and has a variety of magical imprisoning effects such as spirit forbiddenness, compression, gravity, detention, and space transfer.

At the first time, these ten battleships were banned, and then the shamans on the battleship fell into the gravitational confinement and struggled, but at this time, the compression ban had been opened, and the battleship began to shrink sharply, as if these shamans were also crushed together.

The battleship shrank rapidly in the boiling waters, reduced to the size of a room, and then flew at high speed, less than a breath of time, and lined up in front of Meng Yang.

At this time, Meng Yang melted into the water spirit, and as soon as his mind moved, thousands of water spirits gathered over, forming a huge water man!

As for the brain, Meng Yang is the main brain of the drop that controls this huge water man.

The water man stretched out his giant palm and quickly reached into the battleship, grabbing twenty shamans in the blink of an eye, and then, the soul card was opened, and all twenty shamans were detained.

After doing all this, Meng Yang felt that his spiritual power had been consumed at least ninety percent, and he hurriedly used the original method to let the branches of the Five Elements begin to absorb water spirit and transform it into spiritual power, and at the same time, he visualized the Nine Colors of Surplus and Deficiency, and a substantial moonlight energy poured down from the full moon in the sky, and was collected and contained by the sea of qi.

It only lasted for a dozen breaths before and after, whether it was spiritual power or true power, Meng Yang returned to his most peak state.

Stopping the operation of the exercises, retracting the branches of the rule tree, Meng Yang silently recited the mantra, compressed the ten warships to the size of his thumb again, put them into the hundred flowers space given to him by Ji Xiang, and once again launched the water escape technique, and fled towards the agreed waters.

Meng Yang rushed to the predetermined waters, and saw ten mighty warships lined up, all of them opened their energy shields, and the magic crystal muzzles were all aimed at the area surrounded by mist, which was Cold Moon Island.

Meng Yang looked up at the moon, it trembled slightly, as if he was unconscious, but Meng Yang understood that the battle that had taken place in just half an hour must have been known by the High Priest, but he did not understand why the High Priest had not taken any counter-action so far.

Could it be that this has anything to do with Ji Xiang wanting to go to the three forbidden places at this time?

So, he sent a second message, ordering ten warships to prepare for battle and defense, and the magic crystal cannon to prepare for activation, and as soon as he had done this, he saw a brilliant auspicious cloud descending from the sky to the waters where he was invisible, which was auspicious.

Meng Yang hurriedly appeared, and respectfully flew in front of Ji Xiang to report: "Lord Qiqi, the twenty island protection warships in the temple have been completely controlled by us, and none of the forty shamans have escaped the net, and they have all been killed. These warships handed over to the small ones by the adults are here, along with the ten that have been captured, and they are in good condition, so please take a look at them!"

Presenting a hundred flowers with both hands, Ji Xiang took a look at it, and couldn't help laughing: "Meng Yang, Meng Yang, you are really the biggest outlier." Originally, I thought that it would take you at least nine hours, and at least fifty of these people I prepared for you to solve the island protection fleet, but I didn't expect that it would take you less than four hours to complete all this, and it was almost bloodless, which can be called perfect. The deity is very satisfied, it seems that our plan is going to be advanced!"

Meng Yang asked, "Is it still according to the original plan?"

Ji Xiang gritted his teeth and said: "I will use you as bait and escort you into the Moon God Temple, the High Priest will definitely come to check it in person, you remember, when she removes the Divine Pond and the Temple reveals the forbidden barrier of the Holy Tree Order, you can only use her Sacred Tree Order Great Array, and I will drag her." If you break the formation, immediately call on the power of faith to help me, and act when the opportunity arises, I don't need to teach you!"

Meng Yang nodded and asked again: "We have abolished the island protection fleet of the temple, I am worried that the high priest has already noticed it and will take precautions, will our plan be seen through by her?"

Ji Xiang said proudly: "Don't worry, I have carefully arranged a hidden array through the three forbidden places, everything that happened outside Cold Moon Island, High Priest Hugh wants to know." Without further ado, let's do what we do!"

As she spoke, Venerable Jixiang pointed her hand at Meng Yang, and countless white threads flew out of her fingertips, tying Meng Yang like a zongzi.

Three thousand troubles.

The most basic Ancient Moon Heart Sutra attack spell was cast in Jixiang, but its power surpassed that of everyone Meng Yang had ever seen.

Fortunately, he can now be said to be the first person to successfully practice the two major exercises of immortals and demons, and he has cultivated the first nine-color Yingyue Jue, and he can dissolve the troubles of auspiciousness by just moving his thoughts.

Under the bondage of troubles, not only is the monk's movement restricted, but even the meridians will be blocked, and the true power cannot operate at all.

But Meng Yang was not affected by these at all, it was because his divine soul was not imprisoned at all, but he had to disguise himself as if his true power was limited and his meridians were sealed and his divine soul was banned, and secretly used the Hidden Immortal Technique to do something.

She comforted Meng Yang and said, "Once the High Priest appears, I will remove the thread of troubles and release the shackles on you. You must not wait for her to remove the Divine Pond to reveal the Holy Tree and order the Great Array Barrier before making a move, sooner rather than later!"

Meng Yang winked in agreement.

Ji Xiang's slender hand played ten tricks one after another, and they fell on the ten warships respectively, as if they had made some arrangements for the ten warships, and then they carried Meng Yang and turned into a puff of light smoke and plunged into the smoky Cold Moon Island.

Meng Yang felt that the strength of these smoke seemed to be directly pulled by the moon in the sky, Meng Yang had an intuition that these smoke were only part of the forbidden array of Cold Moon Island, completely controlled by the moon, and he didn't feel a little awe-inspiring in his heart.

If the forbidden array formed by those spirit seeds at the bottom of the lake is also under the direct control of the moon, how can it be broken?

If the moon's energy is consumed and devoured unscrupulously with the rule tree, will the rule tree explode?

Meng Yang was so full of thoughts at this moment that he didn't notice that he was silently chanting any magic tricks, and his fingertips kept flying out a little bit of knots, and they disappeared into the ethereal smoke.

Even if it is auspicious, entering the forbidden array, it can only stay in place like now, send out a message, and dare not act rashly, it is conceivable that this large array must be very powerful.

Soon after, a dazzling silver light suddenly shone from the depths of the smoke, like a silver rainbow bridge that didn't know how long it was, suddenly appearing at the feet of auspiciousness.

Auspicious Transmission Meng Yang said: "Very good, now we will enter Cold Moon Island, and the next success or failure depends on your performance, calm down, don't show flaws." ”

Regardless of whether Meng Yang answered or not, Ji Xiang took Meng Yang and stepped onto the Hongqiao, and in an instant, he was dragged by the Hongqiao to the gate of a white palace.

Jixiang almost carried Meng Yang upside down, so from Meng Yang's point of view, he only saw a very holy and majestic palace, and a stone statue stood at the entrance of the temple.

This is a stone statue of a woman, Meng Yang didn't dare to use his divine sense, but with his amazing eyesight, he could still see that this stone statue woman had a beautiful face, it was simply beautiful, just looking at it from his upside-down perspective, he couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering and he could hardly hold himself.

I don't know who has such ingenious carving skills, the stone woman is almost lifelike, and the few strands of skirt on her slender feet seem to have a feeling of flying in the wind.

Could it be that this stone woman is a statue of the moon god?

When Meng Yang thought about it, he felt that the small Yao Nose seemed to be a little similar to Sister Na, but when he looked at it like this, he couldn't have a complete impression, so Meng Yang was really a little anxious.

At this moment, I heard the Venerable Jixiang shouting loudly: "Jixiang has come to ask to see the high priest, and recently captured a person, who is very talented, very much like the capital of the Holy Son, and specially brought it to ask the high priest to review, and I dare not specialize!"

After a long time, a woman's cold voice came: "There is Lao Jixiang, bring him in!"

The door of the hall flashed for a while, and Ji Xiang carried Meng Yang into the hall gently, and a strong bloody breath came to his nose, and Meng Yang suddenly sensed that there were a hundred and ten points of faith power scattered everywhere in this hall, and he was shocked!

What his slightly opened eyes saw was a bright red blood qi, and a blood-colored pool that occupied the entire hall, the pool was full of viscous blood water, at this moment, Meng Yang felt a slight tremor on the back of his right hand, as if the soul card had a sense of ecstasy and uncontrollable impulse.

Could it be that there really are souls in this so-called divine pool? Otherwise, why would the soul card move?

Suddenly, Meng Yang felt that Ji Xiang was holding his hand a little harder, as if he was secretly reminding him to pay attention, busy collecting his mind, not daring to leak half of his essence, like a monk who was subject to the withering of troubles, listless, lifeless, and wilted.