Shortly before.

In the quiet and eerie atmosphere of the Yaochi Festival, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi slowly fell from the sky.

The white veil on He Pianpian's face swayed in the wind, and the exposed eyes were extremely beautiful, tranquil and tranquil, like a stream.

Countless people looked at each other, and many young disciples who saw their true faces for the first time couldn't take their eyes off them.

"Recently, something happened in Yaochi, and the hospitality was not good, please forgive me."

He Pianpian's voice was like a clear spring, like a spring breeze, and many people shook their heads with a smile.

Yaochi has always escaped from the world, except for the nine holy places, the rest of the people invited are judged according to their relationship, and they never care about the strength of the sect, the size of the sect, and many small sects are also invited here, so the reputation is excellent.

If there is something difficult, I believe that no one will shirk it where everyone present can do it.

But the problem is that the difficulties encountered in Yaochi on this trip are that no one can help except for a few people.

He Pianpian raised her head slightly, her eyes swept around, and she stayed on the three round platforms for a while.

Xi Jiu grinned and patted his chest.

The old monk from Lingyin Temple nodded slightly.

Su Mo was eating a peach, and his expression seemed to be very satisfied.

The matter of Yaochi, since the Holy Land has come, it is naturally because of the advice of the previous master.

He Pianpian smiled slightly, knowing it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Later, everyone can play in my Yao Pond, everything is free."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen women in the air floated from afar, their temperament was like a hollow valley orchid, their dresses fluttering, dancing on the clearing.

For a while, the atmosphere in the field was noisy, and it was a fairy banquet.

It's just that at some point, on the large round platform at the top, many people have disappeared.

...

In the depths of Yao Pond, there are three golden mountains gathered together, and there are countless complicated runes swirling on the mountains, some of which have dimmed and some are in full bloom.

This is the world-famous lock demon array of Yaochi.

The mountain is an indestructible meteorite outside the sky, naturally formed, and those runes are the ancient formations that are necessary for everyone to fuse the two instruments and four elephants to deal with demons and evils.

This mountain has stood here for more than thousands of years.

At this time, at the summit of the three mountains, which is thousands of feet away, there are many people.

Xi Jiu looked at the behemoth in the distance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "This is the immortal demon beast?"

He Pianpian nodded calmly.

Su Mo raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his expression was calm, without the slightest emotion.

The old monk of Lingyin Temple clasped his hands together, thought for a while, and said, "Amitabha, the demonic aura is monstrous, this demon is really terrifying."

"Because of the age, and the senior sister of Qianhua, who is in charge of repairing the formation, was severely damaged by the land of Qianchuan a few days ago, so the seal is even looser, this time I have to trouble you to help restrain the demon beast while repairing the formation in my Yaochi, so that it does not break the seal."

As soon as He Pianpian's words fell, he continued: "The whereabouts of the people in the land of Qianchuan are strange, and I have seriously injured my senior sister Qinhua, who is presiding over the formation in Yaochi, and as expected, there are even greater attempts, so I am afraid of complications, so this time I only called a few people to come alone, don't mind."

Xi Jiu swore and said, "Don't worry, I specially brought the trapped dragon stake of Liubo Mountain on this trip, and even the real dragon can't break free."

Su Mo looked into the distance and suddenly asked, "Since Fairy Qinhua was seriously injured, who is the person who is presiding over the formation this time?"

"Qin Hua originally learned the formation from Senior Sister Tianyin of Yaochi, but unfortunately Senior Sister Tianyin has passed away, so I came."

A cold voice sounded.

The breeze blew, and a dignified middle-aged woman appeared on the peak.

Everyone bowed down and saluted, "See the Holy Lord of Yaochi."

The Holy Lord of Yaochi was dressed in a purple and gold robe, and there was just the right gentle smile on his perfect face without the slightest blemish, "This matter is bothering you, I will remember it."

Su Mo took the lead and said, "Then let's start."

After speaking, he untied the cloth bag behind him, and with a wave of his hand, the ancient sword Zhutian galloped away through the air.

Such as Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Bang!

The ancient sword was instantly inserted into the top of the three mountains, and the three mountains began to shake and buzz.

The majestic sword qi like rivers and seas descended down the mountain, and through the mountain it clinged to the behemoth whose face could not be seen.

"The ancient sword kills the sky, I didn't expect to be able to see it after many years."

A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord of Yaochi, and he said with a smile, "Is your master okay?"

Su Mo replied, "It's still in retreat."

There was another rapid sound in the sky.

Xi Jiu made a move, and a huge red pillar in his sleeve shattered into the void.

From a distance, it is a red dragon soaring.

The dragon pillar had three sections, connected by a dark iron, Xi Jiu held one end, and the other end emitted a dazzling red light to trap the demon beast in the mountain stone.

As if sensing something unusual, the behemoth that could be as tall as heaven and earth moved slightly.

The three towering mountains began to shake violently.

The old monk of Lingyin Temple took a step forward and chanted in a low voice, and countless Buddha lights emanated from behind him.

With a low murmur, a golden lotus appeared from the sea of clouds in the sky and hovered above the mountain.

The light of the Buddha then shone down, and all kinds of Buddha statues appeared in those lights.

There is a Buddha standing high on the lotus platform, there are thousands of Buddhas and arhats at the feet, vaguely see the fighting Buddha of Vajra's angry eyes, the Maitreya Buddha with a big belly and a chest, the Bodhisattva holding a pure bottle, and there are eight heavenly dragons entrenched in the sky around him.

Western Buddhism, although flashy, has a faint prototype.

Yaochi He Pianpian looked a little surprised, this old monk's cultivation is not obvious, but he already has an Arhat fruit position.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi took a slow step forward, and was about to say something, when he suddenly stopped.

A slight cough sounded.

A weak woman with a pale face appeared here.

"Chinghua?"

He Pianpian was a little surprised, went over to support the other party, and said, "Why are you here?"

The woman with a delicate face smiled slightly and turned her head and said, "Master, let me do this time to reshape the seal, after all, I am most familiar with this place."

The Holy Lord of Yaochi frowned slightly and said, "Your injury?"

Fairy Qinhua smiled and shook her head, she didn't have He Pianpian's peerless face, but her whole temperament was weak, and she looked like a dark orchid in the empty valley.

Su Mo looked at her, and said with a smile after a while, "Why was Fairy Qinhua attacked and killed by the Land of Thousand Rivers in the first place?"

Seeing the other party's eyes, Fairy Qinhua subconsciously looked into the distance, smiled gently, and said, "I don't know, I probably think my realm is the lowest."

Su Mo sighed softly and said with a smile, "It seems that the fairy's luck is really not very good."

Fairy Qinhua looked calm.

Suddenly, there was a sky-shattering roar from the depths of Yao Chi.

He Pianpian turned his head and frowned, "It's the Immortal Burial Mound, it's not good, its spirit is suppressed there."

"Jing Hua will continue on my behalf, reshape the seal as soon as possible, and I'll take a look."

The Holy Lord of Yaochi immediately made a decision, and disappeared in place after speaking.

Qin Hua slowly walked to the front of everyone, his hands kept changing, and he pinched a mysterious magic seal.

Wisps of aura appeared from her body, and then turned into countless strange runes, which quietly stopped on her body.

Qin Hua pointed at the void with both hands, and his momentum changed completely, just like the girl next door instantly turned into a grandmaster who controlled everything.

The runes that passed through her slender fingers seemed to turn into an indestructible force, and they were inlaid into the three mountains.

The mountains, which were still shaking slightly, instantly fell silent, and there was no longer the slightest trembling.

Seeing this scene, Xi Jiu was stunned and said, "Such a young formation master, really

Horror."

He Pianpian was also pleased and smiled, "Senior Sister Qinhua's formation talent is the first in my Yao Chi for thousands of years."

The girl stood in front of everyone, bowing her head slightly, the corners of her mouth were inexplicably slightly curled, and a trace of black light flashed in her eyes.

...

A loud roar resounded in the forbidden place of Yaochi, which was called the Immortal Burial Mound.

A monster burst out of the ground with billowing black gas.

The whole body was covered by black fog, and the specific shape was completely invisible.

The countless light gates on the top of the mountain all emitted an incomparably amazing aura, but they were quiet again in an instant.

Many of the sages in Yaochi who are qualified to be buried here did not choose to make a move.

Not because of fear.

It's that this fierce-looking monster doesn't need their hands at all.

Just like Shen Yu said, the ghost is actually an ordinary sea beast, which has absorbed the filth of heaven and earth and has great power, but it is still timid by nature, so it transforms into such a powerful form.

Shen Yu walked out of the light gate, and almost instantly, he spoke, "Don't let it get close to the Nightmare Spirit."

The nightmare is the demon that Yao Chi has suppressed for thousands of years but is immortal.

Roar!

The ghost's fierce black qi was even thicker, and its voice was violent and chaotic, as if it had been greatly stimulated, and it rushed towards Shen Yu.

Linghua Fairy stepped in the air, and the peach blossoms appeared under her feet, rippling and rippling, and it was a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye.

Wave with one hand.

The invisible monster, which emitted black qi all over its body, flew out upside down and slammed into the ground.

At this moment, countless powerful auras rushed towards this side.

In addition to the Holy Lord of Yaochi, there are also two old women with unfathomable aura and many disciples.

As if stimulated, the ghost curled up slightly.

The next moment.

The faint sound of singing echoed all around, and a mirror-like circular gate appeared in the air.

The ghost's mind is clear-eyed.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi frowned slightly.

This kind of supernatural power is extremely weird, and it doesn't care about the level of a person's cultivation, just the state of mind.

However, those who have flaws or flaws in their state of mind, no matter how high their cultivation is, will fall into the demons of their hearts and will be unable to extricate themselves.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi said, "Second Elder Mizuki, town!"

The two old women with unfathomable breath shot at the same time.

Shui Lao smashed his sleeve into the sky gate.

Mu Lao's sleeve smashed directly into the monster body.

Bang!

The gate shattered without any suspense, and the ghost let out a violent wail at the same time.

Shen Yu subconsciously raised his hand and put it down again.

He always felt that something bad was going to happen.

The ghost is not strong in the first place, but the land of a thousand rivers deliberately got it here, why?

Shen Yu looked at it.

The black fog cleared, and the ghost finally revealed its true face.

The body is crystal clear, with narrow eyes and several long beards.

Brother Yaochi showed a look of surprise one after another, the ghost who was quite famous in the Linghuang was actually an ordinary jellyfish?

A tiny black mist emerged from the top of the jellyfish's head and slowly floated in the air.

The black mist was very small, but it felt so large and cold.

Countless people subconsciously feel that their bodies are cold.

Shen Yu saw this scene, and his pupils shrank.

The next moment.

The wind howled, and the wind and thunder sword that carried his figure slashed up.