The huge fist slammed into the formation seal, and the invisible barrier immediately flashed with bursts of silver light, completely exposed in front of everyone's eyes.

After the bombardment of the giant fist, it disappeared in an instant, but the power of the giant fist completely fell on the barrier, not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger with the vibration of the barrier.

From the face of it, this punch is mediocre and commendable except for its great strength, but those who have cultivated to a high level understand that this punch contains profound fist intent and has great mysteries. Its fist not only has an endless rear force, but also can resonate with the aura of heaven and earth, and can continuously enhance the power of the fist with the up and down vibration of the barrier. In other words, every time the sealing barrier fluctuates, the strength of the fist will increase by one point.

After a few breaths, the fluctuations on the seal not only did not weaken, but intensified. Although the spiritual light on it had not weakened, it had spread out due to the vibration, and it was impossible to maintain the normal operation of the seal.

The scope of the tremors is getting bigger and bigger, and the light in the center is already extremely thin and could break at any time.

Such a big movement immediately attracted everyone on both sides of the enemy, and the fighting on the Hongqiao was also slowed down.

The disciples of all factions were all very excited when they saw that Guiguzi was so strong that they were about to break the supreme formation of Taoism with the power of one punch. The leaders of the factions were surprised, happy and afraid, surprised that they still underestimated the strength of Guiguzi, happy that they finally didn't make a mistake this time, and what they were afraid of was that they had offended Guiguzi by not saying radical words before going up the mountain just now.

The Taoist side looked at the seal with a frightened expression, and his heart rose and fell with the vibration of the seal, and he was really worried to the extreme.

However, just as the seal was about to be shattered by the shock, the light on the seal suddenly burst into bloom, enveloping the weak spots. The tremors quickly subsided, and after a few moments, the seal returned to calm and became invisible again.

The Taoist side saw that the seal was fine, and their hearts finally landed, and they all let out a long breath.

However, even though the seal was not broken, the reverence of the disciples of the various sects for Guiguzi also increased. Because even a disciple with a low cultivation level can see that if Guiguzi adds another punch just now, the seal will be broken.

And that's exactly what happened. On the big stone on the edge of the cliff of Qisu Peak, two Taoists who had been sitting for nearly a hundred years stroked their chests and forcibly suppressed the churning blood.

Then, one of the Taoists turned his head and rushed to a rocky above the cliff and said, "Thank you Uncle Shi for your action just now." ”

The stone was covered with wild grass and there was no one, but someone in the stone did reply: "It's for the Taoists, why thank you." The voice was hoarse, lifeless, and apparently hadn't spoken for a long time. As he spoke, several cracks suddenly cracked in the soil on the rock, and some of the floating soil slipped down, revealing the silhouette of a human being. Apparently the man had been sitting on the tortoise for so long that his body was covered in dust.

The person who was called "Uncle Shi" on the Tushi stopped speaking and continued to cultivate quietly after saying that.

The Daoist on the cliff and the big stone no longer disturbed each other, and turned back to the fellow Daoist and said: "The rest of the senior brothers have been plotted by those unfilial disciples, and now only you and I and my uncle are guarding the inner array." With the other party's cultivation, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long. ”

Before the war, Changhe Zhenren took several people to get close to their ancestors on the pretext of passing on the order of the master, and took the opportunity to hurt people.

Changhe and the others didn't know what kind of medicine they had taken, and their strength suddenly increased, which was very different from the norm, and they caught the ancestors off guard, and during this time, there were also ghost family soul attacks to help, so most of the ancestors were plotted.

Later, some ancestors found out about the situation and tried their best to fight back, although they killed Changhe and other traitors, they were also seriously injured and were no longer able to maintain the formation. So far, the Taoist Qisu has only left three people on the cliff.

Faced with such a tragic situation, the Taoist on the other side just nodded, but said without joy or sadness: "You and I will do our best." ”

With that, the two looked at each other, nodded their heads, and sat quietly with their eyes closed. But the minds of the two of them were completely tied to the supreme formation, resisting external attacks at any time.

The people on both sides of the Hongqiao naturally didn't know the scene of Qisu Peak, but both sides knew that the supreme formation could not protect the Taoist at all.

Mo Qianshou stood beside Changyang Zhenren and asked tentatively, "I don't know what plan the real person has in his belly?"

Na Wei Qing hurriedly added: "If the real person has a plan, please make it clear." In this way, Wei Mou should also prepare in advance and make a good response. ”

Seeing that the more than 200 Taoist disciples left behind by the Taoist were invincible for a while, they thought that if the Taoist still had a backhand to ensure that the formation was not broken, then the Taoist might really be able to survive this catastrophe.

Who knows, Changyang Zhenren shook his head and said: "Poor Dao is a person outside the party, and he doesn't know how to strategize, and all the disciples of Taoism are here." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qianshou and Wei Qing were both shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't help but glance at each other. When I was in the dojo at the bottom of the mountain, listening to the meaning of Changyang Zhenren, it seemed that there would be a strategy to retreat the enemy when I arrived on the mountain, but at this time, it sounded like it was just a delaying strategy. Those more than 200 left-behind disciples can certainly temporarily resist the invasion of the enemy, but compared to the endless enemies, it is only a drop in the bucket.

Mo Qianshou and Wei Qing were certainly a little disappointed, but the two of them had already had the intention of dying, and they didn't make too many waves.

At this time, there was a sudden chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, and a person shouted, "Zhangjiao, we are here." ”

Everyone turned around and saw fifty or sixty young Taoists rushing down from Chaoyang Peak. If Xiao Yi was present, he should recognize that the leader was Changqing Daoist, followed by Lu Weidao, Wu Lingzi and other disciples.

Among these Taoists, in addition to the disciples who have been guarding Chaoyang Peak, most of them are disciples who practice Taoism, because of Xiao Yi, they have only begun to practice Taoism to strengthen their bodies over the years.

Seeing this, Mo Qianshou and the others sighed secretly, but their faces did not show a single bit.

Behind the young Taoists, there were also twenty or thirty Xiaodaoists. The youngest of these gossiers was only seven or eight years old, and the eldest was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and under the leadership of a fat chef, they rushed over with a full face, and they all shouted to Changyang Zhenren: "Master Zhenren, we will help you." ”

Looking at these childish gossips, Changyang Zhenren showed a gentle smile on his face, and said: "Good, good, good ......"

The trailblazers are all gearing up, ready to step forward to kill the enemy and defend the door. The elders all smiled and encouraged, their faces full of gratification, and only when they turned their backs on the small paths, did they show sadness.

When the various factions surrounded the mountain, nearly 2,000 Taoist disciples gathered in the dojo under the mountain, but after a desperate battle, most of the Taoist disciples were killed and injured, and only five or six hundred people fled back to Hongqiao.

The arrival of the Taoist disciples and the small Taoists certainly boosted the morale of the Taoists, made everyone unprecedentedly united, and the atmosphere was very warm for a while. But everyone is well aware of the current situation, and deep down they feel endless sadness. Behind the enthusiasm, a strong sense of pathos has permeated the crowd.

Seeing this, Mo Qianshou, Wei Qing, and Confucianism and others no longer asked Changyang Zhenren how to deal with the enemy. They already understood that the Taoists were really making a last-ditch effort.

Seeing that the Taoists in the rear comforted each other, as if they were preparing for death, Mo Qianshou suddenly remembered the scene of the fall of the Mo family not long ago, and couldn't help but feel sad, looked up at the sky, and said: "Is the world of Kyushu really going to change? Where is the right way of heaven and earth?"

。 Sogou