The way Leng Xing had studied the way of portraying the formation in the Formation Sect before, in fact, before he left, the people of the Formation Sect were familiar with it a lot.

Later, I strengthened my practice, and I was able to have the strength to fight with the monks.

However, if this is the case, the threat to those monks is not particularly great.

After all, they are mortal bodies themselves, and they only need to put away their weapons.

Or cut off their hands holding weapons, and that's it.

It's just that they never expected that the people of the Formation Sect would be so frantic now.

The people of the five formation sects rushed towards a monk in a group.

The monk killed four of them with ease.

But the last one stabbed him five times in a row.

Naturally, like the monk who was stabbed before, he had no way to repair himself at all, so he could only wait for death.

That's it, but it's nothing.

Some of the people of the Formation Sect were even more frenzied to the extreme.

They know they can't run, so they fuse the power of their weapons into their bodies, and choose to blow themselves up to drag down the enemy, or die together.

Some people from the Formation Sect even threw their weapons on the ground without their lives.

When the monks came to see it, they detonated the power in the weapon.

The monks complained again and again, their strength was indeed much, much stronger than the people of the Formation Sect.

However, their will to fight is much, much worse.

The monks were afraid of death, whether it was the killing of their own people or the attack of the Heavenly Demon Clan, they were all afraid.

Therefore, the monks on the continent now, although they are all high-spirited, what they are most afraid of is death.

Although the battle lasted for a month, the monks suffered countless casualties, and the people of the Formation Sect also suffered countless casualties.

After all, the victory or defeat between them could not determine the future of the Formation Law Sect.

What can be decided is which people are strong and like the village chief.

Leng Xing sighed and took Angel's hand.

"Let's go, we can't stay here anymore, and it won't be long before they'll come here."

"Which villagers, do you want to be informed?" Angel asked softly.

Leng Xing nodded, in fact, he didn't want to tell any villagers, because he didn't know when the war would spread here.

Having said that, they are not sinners.

Besides, if he says it, someone will believe it.

Since Angel wanted to tell, he complied.

When he arrived in the village, Leng Xing told the villagers that it would not be long before the war would reach them.

Some villagers also said that they were here to find trouble and spread public opinion.

Leng Xing just chuckled, and then left with Angel.

"Childe, these people don't know what to do. We kindly told them that they were still murdering us. Angel looked indignant.

"So, you have to remember that you can't put your heart and soul into everyone in the future, and some things are just within your means."

With that, they held hands and left.

The place Leng Xing wanted to go to this time was the village where they used to live.

However, he didn't plan to release Angel this time, he just planned to watch from afar.

Inside the village.

The village chief and the words are the people, standing in a row.

On the opposite side were more than a dozen immortal mirror monk powerhouses.

In the village chief's hand, he held a long sword that was white all over, which was Angel's body.

Although there is no Angel in this long sword, it cannot exert its normal power.

But even if there is no weapon spirit, then this long sword is not a normal weapon, which can be compared.

If it weren't for this long sword, the prohibition around the village, they wouldn't have been able to open it.

It is even more impossible for the people of the Formation Sect to escape.

"Hmph, should I call you Village Chief Zhang, or should I teach you Sect Master Zhang Ran." An immortal said teasingly.

Opposite him, standing was the chief of the village.

At this time, Zhang Ran was standing in the air with a long sword in his hand and wearing a black suit.

The hair and beard that were originally white have now turned black.

"Tsk, it seems that you have untied the shackles on your body, not bad, I underestimated you."

Zhang Ran still didn't speak, and the strength of the immortal mirror burst out of his body in an instant.

"You've also arrived at the Immortal Mirror, not bad...... Not ......"

Without waiting for the immortal to finish speaking, the long sword in Zhang Ran's hand shot out instantly, killing the immortal in one instant.

"Hmph, noise."

Zhang Ran held a long sword in his hand and rushed behind the immortals, like a god of war, God blocked and killed God, or blocked and killed Buddha.

Not long after, there were originally more than ten immortals, but at this time, there were only eight left.

"You can still live, but don't forget, your descendants are out, and they won't survive."

"That's it, if you do this, I'm afraid there will never be a Formation Sect again in the future, you have to think clearly."

"Zhang Ran, as the current sect master of the Formation Law Sect, you are really ......"

Thinking that the person who said the matter took a step forward and snorted coldly: "What is the difference between us living and dying, trapped in this cage, constantly being bullied by you." ”

"You don't even spare your newborn child."

"Our people? They themselves have a short lifespan, and even without this war, they would not have lived to be forty years old. ”

"In this way, we might as well live for ourselves vigorously."

The remaining eight immortals, without any exception, frowned at this time, and each looked nervous.

They didn't know what to do with these Formation Sect people.

The people of the Formation Sect are all determined to die.

Now that no one has returned, it means that they should ......

The immortals glanced at each other, and the powerful aura of the immortal mirror suddenly burst out from their bodies.

They rushed towards Zhang Ran and the talkers.

Zhang Ran and them, not to be outdone, burst out of their own breath in an instant.

"Kill! For the Formation Sect! ”

"Kill the remnants of the Formation Sect and kill the sinners."

The war was about to break out, and at this moment, the weapons in their hands flew towards the sky in an instant, as if something was calling them.

Everyone looked at each other, and they were a little blindfolded in an instant.

Looking at the weapon, the direction in which it flew, a figure, appeared in front of them.

This man's face was calm, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of aura around him, but the weapon was floating around him.

The immortals narrowed their eyes, their expressions a little nervous: "What is the origin of the remnants of this formation sect." ”

"I don't know, I haven't seen him either, every time something is sent to Zhang Ran."

"By the way, I remember, in the past, Zhang Ran was very slow to depict the formation on the weapon, but then I don't know what's wrong, and suddenly it was a lot faster."

"Yes, let me help get more, say that they are up speed, I ......"

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I guess they have researched some new formation......