The eight Dancheng monks took over the array flag and the array pile, and each placed a high-grade spirit stone at the end of the small pole of the formation flag, and then dispersed in the air, separated from each other by nearly ten zhang, forming a crescent-shaped arrangement according to the mysterious position of the Sumeru Wind Fierce Array.

Under the order of Zen Master Tiansheng, the eight monks simultaneously activated the array flags and array piles and threw them into the rolling yellow dust. The flag disappeared into the yellow dust, and the array pile rose up in white light, and the circle of colorful spiritual patterns on it shone brightly, exuding a vast and solemn Dharma.

But the eight monks' faces were grim, and they didn't dare to relax at all, and at the same time, they shouted loudly, and continued to inject mana into the formation stake in the air to maintain its operation. After the Tiansheng Zen Master activated the array, his hands continued to play a spell like a wheel, and his mouth quickly chanted a string of complex and difficult mantras.

Not only did it cast a spell, a circle of colorful spiritual light emerged from this array, and it rose up and condensed into a "seven" shaped Buddha number rune with colorful light flowing, and floated towards a formation pile presided over by the burly Master Tianxin.

With the integration of the Buddha runes one by one, the circle of spiritual patterns on the pile was coherent up and down, and a layer of condensed and dazzling white spiritual light suddenly surged from the bottom, and when it spread to a huge white ball of light at the top, a pillar of white light suddenly shot out into the rolling yellow dust. At this time, the array flag that disappeared into the void loomed, echoing the array piles and rolling up pieces of wind blades, and densely penetrating into the great array of prohibitions like a shower.

As the middle array pile spewed out white light, the remaining eight array piles also spewed out white pillars of light under the blessing of the mana of several monks, and at this time, several people's faces turned pale at the same time, and a layer of fine beads of sweat began to appear on their foreheads, which looked very difficult.

At this moment, Zen Master Tiansheng shouted, waved his hand into the gap between the two array piles, and flew to the array pile presided over by Master Tianxin and injected mana violently, and at the moment when the array disk disappeared without a trace, there was a thunderclap in the yellow dust in the sky, and a spiritual light rose to the sky but quickly disappeared.

In the direction where the array disk disappeared, the thick yellow dust slowly faded and dissipated, revealing a black circular passage about seven or eight feet wide, accompanied by a five-colored spiritual light that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"Alright, it's done, you only need to maintain this formation for three months, you can retreat, and quickly summon the disciples of the various sects to come forward and send them in!" Zen Master Tiansheng shouted with joy on his face, but he did not leave the side of the passage.

An elder from each of the four sects flew away, and after a while, he led more than two hundred disciples in a long formation and slowly stepped forward to enter. Huixin Sect deservedly walked in the front, and it happened that the monks and nuns entered at the same time in a row of two, followed by the turn of Yuyang Sect.

Taking advantage of the more than half a day of waiting, Yang Shao had already inquired about the famous disciples of each sect, and he was not panicked in his heart, with his current eleventh layer cultivation, as long as he was not besieged, he was confident that no one would be able to help him.

The people who walked in front were all disciples of the Great Perfection of the Qi Induction Period, or those who had just advanced to the twelfth layer, Jin Mingyao, Senior Sister Yu, Yu Lanzhu and others were also among them, Yang Shao glanced back, and immediately saw that Pu Hong, Tie Wanjun and others were also there, but they were all tenth-level cultivators. Behind them were the disciples of the Immortal Fu Sect and the Guangqi Sect, but they couldn't see Ye Chenguang's figure.

Soon arrived at the entrance of the passage, Yang Shao stepped in, and immediately felt a strong aura rushing to his face, and was a little surprised, suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from the passage, and the whole body involuntarily pulled in, only to feel a five-colored aura flashing in front of him, and then the sky swirled, dizzy, and he lost consciousness at once.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Shao opened his eyes, and found that he was lying in a desolate valley full of black gravel, and jumped up vigilantly, and there was no one around, and took out the map sent by the sect to see that this was a place called Heishidang on the periphery of the place of trial, but it was not a swampy area, but a dry gravel land.

After deducing the route according to the map, and comparing it with the medicine collection map of Immortal Fu Gate Ye Zhengxiao, Yang Shao chose the northeast direction, intending to cross the black stone swing where there was no danger, and immediately sacrificed a first-level strengthened golden wolf shuttle, and flew up and flew at a low altitude to the northeast.

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Almost at the same time that the four sects began to break the ban, thousands of miles away in the southeast of a desolate swamp area, this place is already in the territory of Yingguo, because it is located under the high mountains and hills, and is often flooded, every midsummer and midwinter, the swamp will be dark clouds surging and thundering, so it is called the purple thunder swamp.

It was late autumn, and it was quiet in the depths of the swamp, except for the clouds in the sky, which were a little gray. At this time, a black mist shrouded in a withered barren grassland with a wide field of vision, in which from time to time there were dots of black ghostly light flickering, attracting groups of grasshoppers, mosquitoes and flies that roosted on the edge of the water, flying up and down, buzzing.

At this time, a sound of breaking the sky in the distance gradually approached, and it was actually a jet-black flying car with a body length of dozens of zhang, a three-story ship with purple light, and a huge black knife with a black light mask coming in a group, and it didn't take long to reach a hundred zhang away.

There was a flash of inspiration in the air, and the black mist on the grass rolled and opened a passage, and an old man in a black robe with a blood-red grimace pattern stepped on a bone fork and rose into the air, laughing loudly and arching his hand: "Why are you three sects late, let me wait for a few days in the Xuan Ghost Sect, I really deserve to be punished!"

"Huh, it turned out to be Elder Xi Xuansen of the Xuangui Sect, but I don't know who the other elder who led the team was?"

Gongxi Xuansen smiled: "Hehe...... It's a junior disciple of Hu Chaoyang who has recently advanced to the middle stage of Dancheng, how can Elder Bai know him?"

"I've heard that since everyone has arrived, let's settle down the disciples of several sects, I'll hurry up and break the formation, and it's not too late to chat after the business is done!"

Bai Changqing smiled slightly, and then drove a black sharp cone with a big head and a small tail from a high altitude to land, and when another Hu Chaoyang, who was about thirty years old, took sixty or seventy disciples to withdraw from the flying car and walked to the large array that had been removed in front of him, he put away the flying car, and beckoned the twelve Dancheng monks to discuss a few words, and then their respective imperial weapons formed a team to fly over a wide area of water, hovering in the air outside a gray and white fog.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this prohibition can only be broken here except for a weak position in the northwest, this is the formation flag, array pile and sub-array plate of the Xuanyang Wind and Fire Array, according to the twelve directions of each person, there is no need to oversee the person who presides over the formation, but everyone must go all out, otherwise if the output of a direction is insufficient, it may lead to the backlash of the power of the prohibition, so it is likely that the previous efforts will be wasted, and we will be busy in vain, therefore, we must succeed at one time!"

After Bai Changqing finished speaking, he took out a stack of array equipment and threw it out, and more than a dozen Dancheng monks took it and looked at it carefully, and saw that the array flags, array piles, and array disks were all black, but there were mysterious red and white spiritual patterns on them.

Soon, the twelve monks scattered in a strange direction outside the gray mist, but each of them was only a few feet apart, which was relatively concentrated. Tiansha Sect Bai Changqing had a high prestige as a late-stage monk, and after scanning left and right to confirm, he shouted the slogan of one, two, three.

When the count reached "three", the twelve people shouted in unison, and at the same time activated the array equipment and threw it into the gray mist, and when the array flag and array plate disappeared, the array pile stood up, and the red and white spirit patterns on it emitted a dazzling spiritual light. The twelve people shouted in unison, and they all violently injected mana into the array.

Soon, the red and white spiritual light on the array stake surged, and there was a black ghost head at the top of each that suddenly came to life, two hollow big eyes were wide open, a big mouth, and two white pillars of wind erupted from their eyes, wrapping the flames spit out from their mouths to form a long line of fire, which shot into different directions in the array.

As the twelve lines of fire continued, and the twelve monks were also sweating profusely, and their deep mana was a little unsustainable, there was finally a bang in the turbulent gray mist, as if something was shattering, and soon revealed a passage for the two of them to go together.

"What are all the disciples doing? Hurry up and get in! Remember! You can't wait for infighting, once you encounter those four sect disciples, you can't do it lightly until you have to, act according to the plan, and wipe them out!"

Bai Changqing cast a spell and shouted, and suddenly two or three hundred disciples of the four sects in the distance flew in one after another, and they flew into the passage one by one without following the order of the sect.