Yang Tian strolled among the flowers, quietly feeling everything, the avenue was natural, and his heart was like water.

Since leaving the three generations of masters, he directly distributed the news at the first time, causing the entire Immortal God Sect to boil, and countless monks began to pay attention to a formation competition three days later.

The campaign was successful, and in the afternoon of the same day, a number of monks rushed to his residence to get a glimpse of what was going on.

In order to add some mystery, he hid himself directly in the large array, and no one really saw his face.

From the very beginning of this matter, Yang Tian had made preparations in his heart, since the Seven Star Fragments were very likely to be hidden in the temple of the Immortal God Sect, then only by obtaining a truly revered status could he enter there.

And the best way for him to do so now is to defeat the three generations of masters and become a person who can compete with a grandmaster-level figure in the formation, so that he can gain the appreciation of the sect leader and enter the temple without any scruples.

It's a pity that after doing all this, he regretted it a little in his heart, in the face of three generations of masters, it was impossible not to be frightened, he had no doubt that the other party's killing array was enough to strangle a great sage, such a character was no longer comparable to him.

But now, he has no way out, even if it is the price paid for impulse, he must bite the bullet.

There was no other way but to plead with the dead mouse to make the eccentric mouse think of a way.

"I will take action for you at the critical moment of this trip, but everything is still based on your strength, in order to fight against the three generations of masters, I will only teach you the formation patterns of the three ancient killing formations, how much you can comprehend, it is up to you. The dead mouse thought about it for a long time before he said.

"Hmm. Yang Tian nodded, his heart was extremely calm, not happy with things or sad for himself, as if he had seen through everything.

"The first pattern is a wrinkle!" The dead mouse jumped up from his shoulder, and used himself as a pen to draw a strange pattern in the void, blending into the space.

Yang Tian stared at this formation with a blazing light in his eyes, and he felt a strong killing intent, even with his current cultivation, he felt terrified.

"How could this kind of formation exist, it was simply comparable to a killing formation!" Yang Tian did not hide the shock in his heart at all, and exclaimed.

"This kind of formation pattern does not exist in the world. With just one extremely calm sentence, the dead mouse dispelled all of Yang Tian's thoughts.

What is the concept of not being in the world?

Yang Tian will not forget what the dead mouse said when he first taught himself the Heavenly Demon Footwork, this method is not among the nine grades, but a kind of immortal art.

Now, the three kinds of killing array patterns are placed here, naturally they will not be mortal, and the most reasonable explanation is that this is also something left over from the Nine Domains.

Yang Tian had to be curious, looked at the dead mouse and said, "Anyway, I've always been puzzled by your origin, you are a rat god, why do you know the formation?"

"Boy, you have asked too much, if you don't study hard, this seat will not teach!" The dead mouse had a stinky face, and did not give Yang Tian any chance at all.

Yang Tian pursed his lips, didn't ask anything more, and once again calmed down and stared at the dead mouse carefully.

"The second formation pattern is dust!"

The dead mouse snorted softly, and derived a kind of formation pattern, like a dragon and a tiger, lifelike, as if it was not just a dead formation, but a living thing.

Yang Tian was dumbfounded by this scene, not to mention anything else about this second formation pattern, the momentum alone was enough to make people retreat without a fight!

"The third formation is 閷!"

The dead mouse jumped up again, his two claws swiping across the sky, and finally drew an extremely strange and unforgivable formation like a ghostly talisman.

A black light flashed, as if it touched the power of the most primitive laws of heaven and earth, and this formation turned into a black crack and suppressed a side of heaven and earth, and the ancient and vast aura emanated out, forcing people to breathless.

Yang Tian was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, he just stayed quietly in place, and it wasn't until this moment that he knew how small he was, compared to these few formations drawn by the dead mouse, it was not worth mentioning at all.

"It's a pity that the cultivation of this seat has been completely banned, otherwise with the effect of the formation pattern, it is enough to compete with the great sage, hey......"

The dead mouse stood on Yang Tian's shoulder, looking at the large array that had not yet disappeared, gloomy and sad, and sighed.

"Don't worry, I'm here. Yang Tian suddenly smiled, "Anyway, I can't die so quickly, we have to leave this planet in a thousand years, it's okay." ”

The dead mouse cracked his mouth, and suddenly showed a big tooth and smiled: "Listen to this, a word is a certainty!"

For Yang Tian, these three formations were priceless treasures, even if they were not ranked first in this world, they were definitely top-notch spells, and he didn't delay for a moment, and he began to comprehend these three formations immediately.

Three days can almost be described as pitiful, it is obviously impossible to fully master these three formations, and at the moment, you can only try to absorb as much as you can.

Fortunately, the dead mouse has always been by his side, once he has any questions, he will be the first to guide, like this, his perception is a thousand miles a day, comprehending a day, it is definitely comparable to a person alone for dozens of days of penance.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the entire Immortal God Sect was in a state of excitement, and almost all the monks began to rush towards the Lock Demon Tower, wanting to witness this formation duel with their own eyes.

Among them, there are some characters of the older generation, especially the predecessors who were good friends with the three generations of masters in the past, they were a little unbelievable after hearing the news, but they did not put up any shelf, and even the three generations of masters responded to the battle, which is enough to show that the other party is not a mediocre generation, and they rushed to hear the news at the moment.

Early in the morning, the outside of the Lock Demon Tower, which is rare to see a figure on weekdays, was almost full of people, blocking the road.

Under the Lock Demon Tower, a green-robed figure sat there motionless, obviously without any barrier, but every monk present could not see his face clearly, and what was even more strange was that he clearly saw such a person sitting there, but no one could sense his existence.

This scene was not only like this for ordinary monks, but even the elders who had stepped into the realm of half-sages had to be impressed by this.

"Is this the third generation of masters? It's better to be famous than to see it, it's really a terrifying ability. ”

"An old man who has lived for three or four hundred years, he is enough to defeat an elder at the half-sage level with a formation, right?" someone questioned.

"I really don't know who dares to challenge him, I'm really impatient. ”

The moment most of the monks saw the three generations of masters, they already had a preliminary assessment of this competition, and many people felt that the three generations of masters were too powerful, far from being an opponent that ordinary people could defeat, and it was pure foolish jokes to let this kind of existence be defeated.

After a while, the scorching sun was shining, and the three generations of masters under the lock demon tower finally moved, and a pair of eyes slowly opened, revealing two golden rays of light, like a dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years, domineering and exposed, making people dare not look directly.

"Tianyang! The time of the Great War has come, can you come!" The vigorous and powerful voices of the three generations of masters resounded throughout the Lock Demon Tower, and the sound was like muffled thunder, spreading wildly towards the surroundings.

"Naturally, it came on time!"

A young and loud voice responded, startling all the monks present, and they all raised their heads to follow the voice.

The sound came from the periphery of the Lock Demon Tower, and as everyone turned their gazes, many monks also consciously moved out of the way so that everyone could see everything behind them.

I saw a young man who looked white and pure, not at all like a monk standing there, walking towards this side step by step, the appearance of the young man looked extremely ordinary, dressed in white like snow, because the position of the lock demon tower was a little steep, every time the young man took a step forward, it seemed to use great strength, it seemed to be extremely difficult.

For a moment, the whole scene seemed to freeze, and countless monks looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, it was really difficult to connect what they saw with what they thought in their hearts.

Before they came, they did think that the three generations of masters had won, but for Yang Tian's concept, it would not be weak, at least it was a generation of master-level figures, not hairy boys.

At least many people come here to watch a very exciting competition and increase their knowledge.

However, the moment they saw Yang Tian, they realized that they were wrong.

And it's a big mistake......

A guy who can even walk and pant for breath, dare to think that he can defeat three generations of masters?

Stop dreaming!

Of course, some monks were not disappointed by this, on the contrary, some people felt that it was normal, after all, the formation master and the monk are two completely different concepts, it is possible that the formation master of the heavenly posture does not know how to practice, but the attainment in the formation is very few people can compare.

However, the proportion of this group of people is very small, and can even be described as very few.

And it just so happens that in the crowd, Zhang Yifei and Ma Long are such a kind of people, they received some guidance from Yang Tian at the beginning, although they were only a few skins, but both of them admired them very much, at least in their cognition, Yang Tian was much better than the lukewarm three generations of masters.

"It's really unbelievable, I reached out and found that this guy is actually a complete mortal, not even out of the mortal realm, it is too weak......," said the monk.

"You can't just look at the surface, it's really superficial. Ma Long said very disdainfully, and his fat body trembled.

The monk immediately shut up, but he dared not speak angrily, if the biggest reason is that Ma Long's rank is not much higher than him, whether it is correct or not, if they are forceful, they are still at their own expense.

"This is a mistake, I think this little brother Tianyang is young and frivolous, ignorant of the world, his age is almost ten times worse than the third generation of masters, how can he win three generations of masters?" a monk of the same generation as Marlon retorted.

"Where in this world are there so many reasons?" Zhang Yifei spoke, obviously standing on Ma Long's side, and sneered, "There are many things you don't know in this world, don't look down on people, be careful to wait for your 24k titanium crystal dog eyes to explode!"

"You ......" The monk was directly scolded by Zhang Yifei's decisive words, and was speechless for a while.

"You can't say anything, go home and eat. Zhang Yifei was very straightforward, and did not give the other party any chance to refute, and knocked out in one sentence.

"Miss Chunying is actually here!"

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the Lock Demon Tower, many monks got out of the way, and a slender figure came, with a flower and moon appearance, making countless women bend their waists, who else could there be besides Chunying?

"Why did she come?" Ma Long was surprised for a while, it is a well-known thing that Miss Chunying has no freedom on weekdays, and it is really unexpected for many people to come out at this time.

However, when the Chunying girl came over, many monks finally saw another figure, this was an old man, his snow-white beard was almost hanging down under his belly, and a smell of fairy fragrance diffused, as if he was otherworldly.

"Second Sect Master of the Immortal God Sect!" someone whispered, and the whole scene quickly fell silent.

And until this moment, Yang Tian finally crossed the long road and came to the foot of the Lock Demon Tower, holding his head high, quietly looking at the figure in front of him.

"This competition is a challenge issued by Brother Tianyang to the three generations of masters, whether you win or lose, I will come back to preside over this duel to make it fair. The Second Sect Master walked slowly, and it seemed that he only opened his mouth slightly, but the voice reached the ears of every monk.

"Then thank you seniors!" Yang Tian turned around and arched his hand.

The next moment, he looked at the three generations of masters again, and jokingly said: "Senior, you can make a move!"

"Hehehe...... Competing with you little guy, if I win or lose by winning or losing, wouldn't it be my self-surrendering identity?" the three generations of masters sneered, "That's it, the winner will be determined in three rounds, you don't need to beat me, as long as I can dissolve my formation, I will lose!"

Yang Tian was suddenly happy in his heart, this old guy is indeed bold enough, but this can allow him to win the victory to the maximum!

"The three generations of masters have a point, then the winner will be determined in three rounds, let's start. "The two sects of the Immortal God Sect are the main path.

"Boy, don't blame the old man for saying that you are not ashamed to speak, take this small array before speaking!" The three generations of masters were still in a violent mood, and with a move of their hands, the whole sky suddenly darkened.

"Tiangang Dark World!"

The space was bursting, and countless terrifying air currents enveloped the entire Lock Demon Tower, and the anger was so strong that it almost sealed the entire Lock Demon Tower, trapping Yang Tian in it!