If the formation is ordinary, it is just that, but the fluctuations that spread out on the color tide, every single way taken out, is enough to make the Yuanying Great Perfection Monk's heart tremble, so many formations are superimposed, it is really too amazing, the most terrifying thing is that these formations seem to have become living creatures, no matter how the withered old demon dodges and retreats, he can't get rid of it.

In fact, if he knew that in the eyes of the old man of Fu Ling, he had become a prey in exchange for loot, I am afraid that he would understand why this formation seemed to have become a living thing.

"Interesting!"

The withered old devil's face was gloomy, and he suddenly grinned, revealing a cruel smile, and then opened his mouth to spit out, and a tiger striped scaly animal skin flew out, extending more than ten zhang in an instant, firmly wrapping his dry body completely.

After being wrapped in the animal skin, he no longer moved, and let the sky be sealed by the prohibition of the formation, thunder, wind and fire, water, earth, gold and stone and other spells of various attributes bombarded the animal skin, setting off a strong storm of fluctuations and chaos.

Qiao Yuan looked at all this coldly, and he didn't need to make a move for the time being, and at the same time felt a little relieved about the unreliability of the old man of Nafu Ling.

After thinking about it, he turned his hand and took out the space bead, and his divine sense probed into it, originally wanting to persuade Ling Wanchen to recuperate in it with peace of mind, but as soon as he poked in, Ling Wanchen clamored to come out, Qiao Yuan naturally couldn't resist her, thinking that May Peak was safe, so he had to agree with a smile.

As soon as the light flashed, I saw a bright and beautiful shadow appear out of thin air beside him, with a phoenix wearing a crown of xiaxia, pink and red makeup, and a long skirt with a red mopping floor, fluttering in the wind for nearly ten zhang, which was in great contrast with Qiao Yuan's embarrassed image of his hair scattered and tattered clothes.

"Husband, are you alright?"

When Ling Wanchen saw him like this, she immediately hugged his cheek with worry, her expression was indescribably distressed.

Qiao Yuan raised his lips and smiled, naturally stretched out his hands to wrap around her slender and soft waist, and said softly: "You look like I have something?"

Saying that, his right hand touched the upright and full place very dishonestly, causing Ling Wanchen to blush for a while, and glared at him with disgust, his eyebrows were full of charm, soft and charming.

This kind of little woman's posture is only Qiao Yuan who can be fortunate to see in this world.

Ling Wanchen looked incredulous, stretched out his hand to check back and forth in front of and behind Qiao Yuan, especially his right arm, and was even more relieved when Ling Wanchen rolled up his sleeve and saw the skin without the slightest scar.

Before, she had seen with her own eyes that Qiao Yuan's right arm was seriously injured when he collided with the ancestor of the Song family, but now this arm is not injured, there is not even a trace of time, the skin is as tender as a newborn baby, and even Ling Wanchen stroked it, and couldn't help but feel envy and jealousy.

When she checked Qiao Yuan's body, Qiao Yuan also found out Ling Wanchen's injury, and her heart was damaged, although it was not serious, but it made Qiao Yuan feel distressed at the same time, and she couldn't help but blame herself.

"I'm still too weak. ”

If it wasn't for the little gourd who woke up in time, he would have been able to save his life, but Ling Wanchen fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Song family, what was the consequence, Qiao Yuan didn't dare to think deeply, it was because of this that he had the determination to kill the ancestor of the Song family, but unfortunately, the three fingers of the rules were used one after another, and the ancestor of the Song family was only physically destroyed, and Yuan Ying was still rescued.

"It's not that the husband is too weak, who in the world is as good as the husband of your age?"

Ling Wanchen understood his thoughts, his eyes showed unbearability, he gently hugged this heavy man who loved him, slowly put a world-shattering face close to his chest, and said softly.

Qiao Yuanwan smiled, hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, and closed his eyes silently.

To say that there are not many people of his age in this world who can match him, but it is not nothing, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the cultivation realm, there is never a shortage of amazing and brilliant people, Qiao Yuan knows two people, a man and a woman, and now they are both in the world's largest sect, the Thunder Immortal Sect.

Qu Yunwei and Xiao Qingyun, I don't know if these two know each other? Qiao Yuan's mind flashed this grotesque question, and the corners of his mouth smiled more.

Time passed, the roar outside the May Peak was monstrous, the battle situation was mysterious, all kinds of qi were circulating, and the bell of the avenue was ringing, making people unable to see through whether this was a fighting method or a discussion.

Inside and outside the formation, it was like two worlds, Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen stood side by side, focusing on watching every move and style of the fairy wind old man, as well as the various fists, palms, fingers and legs of the bull riding shepherd boy, there were not many moves, but they all contained far-reaching Taoist thoughts.

In particular, the big opening and closing between the gestures of the bull riding shepherd boy not only pushed the power of qi and blood to a peak, but also the majestic will to disperse, as if not to destroy the enemy, fists and palms not to disperse, and the blood and qi did not disappear.

"It's ...... Fist intent?"

Ling Wanchen's beautiful eyes widened and exclaimed in surprise.

Qiao Yuan looked sideways, looking surprised.

Ling Wanchen's beautiful eyes showed fascination, and she slowly explained.

"It is recorded in the inheritance of the god of war that the fist intent is a kind of fist power that bursts out after integrating into one's own thoughts, which is quite similar to the Taoist thought, and only by breaking through the shackles of the first layer of the flesh can there be a trace of possibility to comprehend, which is also related to the strength of one's own thoughts. After comprehending the fist shadow, you can make your fist, palm and fingers have great power beyond qi and blood, and you can't resist below the soul transformation period, even if you are a monk in the soul transformation period, if the Dao mind is not strong, it is difficult to compete with the body cultivation of the fist intent. ”

After hearing these words, Qiao Yuan's eyes immediately flashed, he slowly clenched his fist, looked down, and showed a thoughtful look on his face.

"Thoughts?Wanchen, I see that there has always been a domineering momentum in your eyes, could it be that this is the idea you cultivated?"

"Nonsense, I've been like this since I was a child, how can I have any cultivation, but if the physical body reaches that level, I can also use it to comprehend the domineering fist intent. ”

Ling Wanchen raised her eyebrows and smiled, her face was very disagreeable with Qiao Yuan's statement, but the pride shown between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows explained everything.

"Domineering fist intent......" Qiao Yuan muttered, his eyes were confused, so to speak, Ling Wanchen already had her way, so where was her own path, and what kind of fist intent could she cultivate.

The two of them once again set their eyes on the battlefield outside, focusing on the moves of the bull riding shepherd boy, and each punch seemed to contain tenacity, endless, and the momentum was like a Nu River, rushing for thousands of miles.

"Wanchen, can you see this senior's fist intent?"

Ling Wanchen's expression was solemn and pious, as if facing a god, he just shook his head and did not speak.

This kind of opportunity to watch the battle and comprehend it is a rare opportunity for any physical cultivator, in comparison, the battle between Mo Yangzi and Nan Songzi on the clouds is much less attractive, that is, Qiao Yuan occasionally glances at it, but soon he will retract his gaze and continue to stare at the bull riding shepherd boy.

It lasted for a small half of the incense, and this quiet feeling of watching the battle was interrupted by a roar that shook May Peak.

The expressions of the two changed at the same time, their eyes retracted, and they all landed on the tiger striped scale animal skin that was wrapped in a colored halo and had not moved for a long time.

I saw that the beast skin burst open, and a naked yin boy broke out from inside.

The young man was burly and strong, with arms above his knees like a long ape, and his black hair was vigorous, and he was spread out, hanging down more than three feet, and his face was as hideous as that of a demon, and if you looked closely, you could see that it seemed to be five points similar to the withered face of the withered old devil.

"I can force the old man to open his life, junior, I hope you won't regret it. ”

The young man grinned habitually, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he directly locked on Qiao Yuan in the formation.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and the fragments of animal skin that exploded around him quickly merged into his body, and in the blink of an eye, tiger striped hair and dark dragon scales appeared on the surface of his skin, which looked like a half-human and half-beast, extremely terrifying.

At this moment, thousands of formation prohibitions around him fell on him like a torrential rain, and he didn't see what he did, just took a step, and a large area of black gas was born around him, and the intention of death spread out, and even the incorporeal formation prohibition made a sizzling sound, as if it had been corroded and dissolved.

Qiao Yuan's expression was solemn, he stretched out his hand and pulled Ling Wanchen back, he didn't make a move, but looked at the sky, no matter what kind of magic this old demon cast, it was impossible to break through the formation controlled by Youfu Ling himself without paying some price.

And under the temptation of the Qi Formation Stone, Qiao Yuan was not worried at all that the old guy would not do his best, and it was very likely that he would work hard for him, and it was precisely because of this that he kept sitting on the sidelines and did not make a move.

Sure enough, the young man had just taken three steps when he heard an angry curse from the sky, and the corroded formation prohibition around him instantly recovered as before, and pressed towards the young man turned into a withered old demon again.

"The thief who doesn't open his eyes, looking for death!"

"Array Spirit?"

The young man frowned, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, no wonder he felt that these formations seemed to come alive before, it turned out that there were formation spirits, and if this was the case, it would be easier to do.

"Vitality is every inch, and the world is withered. The young man pinched out a strange seal with both hands, slapped his eyebrows with one palm, and saw that the vitality in his body increased again, and the black hair grew up, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than ten zhang long, floating behind him, like a waterfall of yin ink.

After he had done all this, a large area of black qi around him surged, turning into wisps of smoke and spreading in all directions, turning this place into a dead place in an instant.

The grass and trees are ashes, the flowers are withering, the rivers are stopped, the mountains and rocks are rotten, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth seem to be darkened.

As the young man said, every inch of vitality will dry the world!

Heaven and earth are like this, how can those formation prohibitions be spared, in an instant, a colorful tide dimmed, turned into a gray color, from a distance, it looks like a colorful fairy mountain, which has been melted out of a big hole by countless cigarettes.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Yuan's eyes and pupils shrank, and the confidence in his heart for the old man of the Mansion Spirit suddenly fell to the bottom, and he didn't care about anything else, so he immediately pinched his hands and mobilized the power of the Sancheng Formation of the Ancient Sealing Mansion to repair the big hole.

It's just such an excellent opportunity, how could the withered old demon let it go, with a cruel smile, he rushed into the May Peak in an instant, and the laughter was piercing and contained great coercion, making Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen's faces pale in an instant.

"Hmph, the thief who doesn't open his eyes dares to look down on the old man. ”

An angry cold snort came out, and the old man of the Mansion Spirit seemed to feel that his prestige had been trampled on, and in a fit of anger, he actually raised the entire Ancient Seal Mansion from the ground and suppressed the young man who was still smiling.