The twenty or so disciples bowed to Ouyang Tian in unison, "Disciples can testify that we were all rescued by Senior Brother Wang Xuan of the Moon Sect, if it weren't for him, I would have become a monster beast in the womb long ago!"

Ouyang Tian snorted coldly, "He can save so many people alone?"

Sun Erzhu held his head high and said lightly: "My Senior Brother Wang Xuan entered the Qingyun Tomb for less than two months, and he subdued the guardians of the first to third floors of the Qingyun Tomb, and then found us one by one. With that guardian in the www.biquge.info of the Pen "Fun" Pavilion, we will naturally not be attacked by demon beasts, and we can even cultivate with peace of mind. That's all I can say about it, believe it or not......"

As soon as Sun Erzhu said this, the audience was shocked.

"Guardians, who's the Guardians?"

"There are even guardians in this Qingyun Tomb, why don't we know?"

Ouyang Tian smiled and said, "There is no evidence, unless you let the Guardian show up!"

Sun Erzhu clenched his fists and said with a slight smile: "Elder Ouyang, I'm afraid this won't work, except for my senior brother Wang Xuan, no one can invite him, please forgive me......"

Ouyang Tian's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "What nonsense! What kind of thing is Wang Xuan, is it more useful than the elder to speak?"

Sun Erzhu was just about to speak, when suddenly the pillar of light on the Qingyun Tomb suddenly lit up, and a figure slowly emerged, which was Soul One.

Soul Yi pointed at Ouyang Tian with one hand, and said lightly: "Where did the little baby dare to speak so loudly, dare to insult my master?

After speaking, with a slap of his right hand, a pillar of light as thick as lightning was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ouyang Tian.

Ouyang Tian was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed seven or eight defensive talismans, and took out his gourd magic weapon to block it in front of him.

The seven or eight defensive talismans couldn't resist even a breath before they collapsed layer by layer, and the pillar of light directly hit the gourd, blasting Ouyang Tianlian and the gourd more than ten zhang away.

Everyone below was shocked, and they all said secretly in their hearts: "This Ouyang Tian's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Formation Dan, and he is only one step away from getting married, and he was so embarrassed by the blow of that guardian, so what kind of cultivation is this guardian?!"

Ouyang Tian's face flushed, his body shook, and he barely swallowed a mouthful of blood that came up. Looking at the gourd again, there are obviously a few clear cracks on it.

didn't have time to feel sorry for the magic weapon, Ouyang Tian hurriedly bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Ouyang Tian is ignorant, he offended his seniors, and please ask your seniors to ignore the villain......

The soul snorted coldly and said: "Thinking that you are a first-time offender, this seat will spare you, your people have come out, bring your people, get out of here!"

Ouyang Tian hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, thank you senior......"

The soul snorted coldly, and the figure gradually disappeared.

Yi Shuihan hurriedly stepped forward to support Ouyang Tian and said softly, "Senior brother, it's okay!"

Ouyang Tian shook his head and gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, let's go!"

Yi Shuihan waved his hand, and a huge compass appeared on the spot, and all the disciples of the Qiyang Sect walked onto the compass in turn and sat cross-legged.

Ouyang Tian was just about to go up, when Dugu Fang's voice sounded out inopportunely: "Elder Ouyang, you seem to have forgotten to leave something behind......

Ouyang Tian's face turned pale, and with a flick of his hand, a storage bag flew towards Dugu Fang, and said hatefully: "Farewell!"

Stepping on the compass and urging with Yi Shuihan, the compass rose to the sky and went straight to the sky.

Dugu Fang caught the storage bag and smiled: "Don't send it, hahaha......"

The people of the Thousand Illusion Sect and other small sect families, plus a group of scattered cultivators, also left, leaving only the people of the Lanyue Sect.

Liu Qingxuan said softly: "Dugu Xian's nephew, you take them back first, I'm going to wait here for Yiyi to come out......"

Dugu's face was solemn, he was silent for a long time, bowed down and said, "Yes, uncle, I'll send them back first......"

After speaking, he sacrificed the Seven Star Banner and took the people of the Lanyue Sect to take off into the air.

Liu Qingxuan sat cross-legged under the Qingyun Tomb, and sighed softly after a long time: "Yiyi, you must come back alive......"

In an altar in Qingyun Tomb, the soul sat cross-legged, and his body was a little illusory, and it gradually solidified after a long time. He said to himself: "With the power of this formation, I was able to suppress that arrogant boy, if it was back then, it would be easier to kill this kid in the later stage of the Yudan than to crush an ant, I really miss it......"

"I don't know how Wang Xuan's kid is now, I'm very optimistic about you, don't let me down, after waiting for so many years, I finally see the hope of getting out of trouble......"

At the edge of the third layer of Qingyun Tomb, there is an area that is very special, this place does not belong to any space, it is a separate existence. From a distance, it looks like a big whirlpool, but this whirlpool is composed of pieces of broken stones, and countless broken stones within a radius of 100 miles slowly rotate around a formation in the middle, as if it has been rotating for countless years.

On this day, a streamer came straight to the whirlpool of rubble from a distance, and as the streamer gradually flew closer, it could be seen that it was a silver sword, and a young man in purple sat cross-legged on it. The young man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, sharp facial features, and a long hair scattered behind his head, raised in the wind, although he was not particularly handsome, but there was a special meaning of dust.

This young man was none other than Wang Xuan.

The silver sword flew to the edge of the gravel vortex and stopped, Wang Xuan frowned, and said to himself: "According to what Soul One said, it should be here, and the teleportation array is in the center of the vortex. It's just that the movement of this whirlpool seems to have a hidden mystery, and where is the two-headed Jiao......"

Wang Xuan closed his eyes, his divine sense slowly dispersed, and slowly approached the whirlpool. Wang Xuan's divine sense did not encounter any obstacles when it touched the whirlpool, which couldn't help but make Wang Xuan a little surprised.

did not continue to go deeper, but slowly withdrew his divine sense, and carefully sailed the ship of ten thousand years, Wang Xuan would not be careless because it was easy.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, Wang Xuan's divine consciousness spread out again, and he closed with the whirlpool. After a few successions, Wang Xuan dispersed his divine sense again and slowly went deeper into the whirlpool.

But after going deeper for about ten miles, a small blank space appeared in front of him, and Wang Xuan no longer went deeper, but slowly deduced the changes in the whirlpool.

Time passed slowly, and after seven days, Wang Xuan slowly grasped the law of change in this whirlpool. At a depth of only ten miles, this vortex is divided into three layers, secretly combining all kinds of changes, as if it is a huge formation, once it is activated, even the divine consciousness will be crushed.

In the past few days, Wang Xuan has been deducing all kinds of changes in this whirlpool, and gradually Wang Xuan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and after thinking for a long time, Wang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he muttered: "Isn't this just an enlarged version of the Sancai Array, but the changes are more complicated......"

After determining that this was the three-talent formation, Wang Xuan became more calm, carefully experienced the various changes in the formation, and constantly confirmed each other with the three-talent sword formation he created.

A month later, Wang Xuan had already understood the 19,683 changes in this formation, and deduced the way to crack each change.

On this day, Wang Xuan meditated for two hours, restored his cultivation and divine consciousness to the best, and prepared to break into the battle.

Wang Xuan opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and was just about to step into the formation, but a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"This fellow Daoist, would it be good to be a companion together?"