"It's just a barbaric cultivation in the countryside, and you dare to be so arrogant, I'm going to reason with you today!"

With a loud shout, the red-robed old cultivator, the sect leader of the Jindan Mahayana One Qi Sect, jumped up directly, and for some reason, he had been quietly cultivating his qi on weekdays, but he was angered by the words of the old monster of Wanluo, and he wanted to hold his own identity, and only crushed this immeasurable Nanzhan Yexiu with a large array, but at this time, he couldn't hold back and made a personal move, and his palm power was like a tide, and he imprinted towards the old monster of Wanluo.

"Fists are the truth, let's see who can convince who today!"

The old monster of Wanluo was even more polite to him, and waved his big sleeves quickly, like two angry dragons, tumbling and rolling towards the void.

For a time, in this seventh array, the spiritual power was like the sea, the strong wind was blowing, and the two major Jindan directly fought in this big array, one was the arrogant Jindan Mahayana of the first-class sect in the northern region of Shenzhou, and the other was the arrogant and unruly peerless old monster of Nanzhan Barbarian, one was surprising and unpredictable, and the other was unruly and uninhibited, and he was furious and unmatched, and he rolled and fought nearly a hundred moves.

It seems that the old monster of Wanluo, who has reached the end of his crossbow, actually chatted about juvenile madness at this time, and became more and more courageous the more he fought.

The red-robed old cultivator was more and more frightened, only to feel that the other party's spell was not very strange, but in the hands of the other party, it was always unpredictable, making it difficult for people to parry, a hundred moves have passed, he suddenly found that his pressure has doubled, and he has fallen behind, the two big sleeves are like two giant pythons, one moment fierce, one moment soft as silk, and he was suppressed to death.

"With such an identity as a master, why bother fighting with that old thing, and quickly urge the big array!"

The red-robed old monster had a few apprentices who were quick-witted, and when they saw Shizun in the air, they were forced back by the old man from Nanzhan for more than 30 zhang in a row, and they knew that something was wrong, and Shizun couldn't pull his face for a while. It was not good to call himself to activate the big array, so he took it upon himself to take the lead in running the big array, and for a while, the void shook, and a dark red palm suddenly poked out of the void.

"Bang ......"

The old monster Wanluo, who was concentrating on the red-robed old cultivator, was stunned, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it. And the red-robed old cultivator took the opportunity to soar in mana, and hit it like a bang, but he repelled the old Luo Wan old monster by more than ten zhang, his chest and abdomen trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he immediately pressed the qi and blood, the spiritual power operated, the invisible evil qi on his body soared, and his beard and hair were all floating up. The momentum is stronger.

At the same time, I saw that as the dark red giant palm poked out, a head with black hair flying down came out of the void, dressed in strange black clothes, covered with runes, the whole body was dark red, translucent, and the ghost fire flashed in the eye sockets. The spiritual power is amazing.

Bang!

The void trembled incessantly, after this dark red ghost creature appeared. Suddenly, nearly a hundred ghosts came out, all of them were translucent, looking like spirits, but the breath on their bodies was like demons and ghosts, strange and inexplicable, and the red-robed old cultivator was suspended behind the spirits. His eyes flickered, mixed with endless hatred: "Old thing, Feng is here today, don't think about getting through this formation alive!"

"Forbidden Slaves?"

The old monster of Wanluo saw through the origin of these trolls at a glance, and his heart sank slightly. I didn't seem to think that the Shenzhou monks also understood this kind of evil method, this is a means of using evil power, refining into a puppet, the power is terrifying, in Nanzhan, there was a forbidden ghost slave haunted, buried the lives of ten Jindan of the Huangfu family, touch the Jindan will be polluted, it can be described as extremely difficult, but I didn't expect to see it in Shenzhou now, now looking at its qi, this kind of ghost thing is worse than the one in the Qingqiu tomb, but it is obviously a difficult thing to entangle.

"You are the end of the crossbow, I want to see what you use to break into my Yin Spirit Array!"

The red-robed old Xiu Meiyu swept a killing machine, and with a wave of the array flag, nearly a hundred demon spirits roared violently, rushing straight towards the Wanluo old monster.

And in the face of this group of cultivators, the old monster of Wanluo took a deep breath, but there was no fear on his face, but he sneered, and said coldly: "No matter what means you have, the reason that the old man wants to tell you today, you must explain it clearly!" As he spoke, he drummed up the power of cultivation, and the two big sleeves flung into the air, one on top and one on the bottom, yin and yang reversed, and heaven and earth were overturned.

"Yin and Yang Great Mill!"

Thundered!

It seems that the entire Fengchan Mountain trembled, and in the mountain, the smoke cloud located in the seventh formation was trembling, and the sound of a loud whistle sounded, but I saw the smoke cloud below surging up, and the smoke cloud above flowed downward, as if they were falling down to each other, looking at the smoke cloud, a strange feeling that the heaven and earth were hanging upside down appeared in everyone's hearts, as if there was a big grind, which was grinding down the order.

"Old-timer he...... Will he be able to get through?"

At the foot of Fengchan Mountain, Li Hongyi clenched his palms tightly, and turned his head to look at the Southern Void: "Why hasn't he come yet?"

At this time, in the seventh array, I saw ghosts flying around, and there was chaos.

Wanluo old monster a style of yin and yang grinding disrupted the order of the big array, for a while, yin and yang were impermanent, chaotic, and the yin and forbidden slaves in the sky were originally only relying on this yin and yang two breaths to kill the living, but at this time they lost their direction and flew all over the sky, and under the majestic power caused by this yin and yang grinding plate, even the red-robed old cultivator and the disciples under his seat were also unstable and staggered.

At this time, the old monster of Wanluo directly withdrew his sleeves, but took an ancient sword in his hand, and in the roar, he carried a large array of huge forces and rushed towards the old monster in red robes.

This kind of ghost thing is extremely powerful, if he runs the spiritual power, he is afraid that the evil qi on the ghost will invade the body along the spiritual power, so he can only rely on the physical body to kill, but in this way, the consumption of physical strength is extremely terrifying, and cutting out a sword is already making the physical body unbearable, not to mention rushing over this way, at least dozens of ghost things smell the breath and pounce on the closer?

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort" ......

Rushing all the way, the old monster of Wanluo gritted his teeth and drank coldly, and he flew angrily, and an ancient sword in his palm slashed horizontally and vertically, tearing the void.

"It's clearly an old man whose qi and blood are almost exhausted, why is it so terrifying?"

The disciples of the red-robed old cultivators who were guarding the formation in this formation were so shocked that they couldn't even speak, and they all shrank in the corners of the formation, not daring to approach, for them, the Wanluo old monsters who rushed all the way were simply old madmen who saw gods and killed ghosts, and they practiced the method of refining ghost things with the red-robed old cultivators, and they knew the horror of this thing, how could they have ever seen such a killing method like chopping melons and vegetables?

Even the master who is strong in the flesh can't do it!

What's more, this is simply an old man with a lifespan of more than a thousand yuan and exhausted qi and blood?

To put it simply, it's like a hundred-year-old man in the mundane world, who is jumping into the tiger and wolf pack, tearing the tiger and leopard alive, and being ferocious!

"Lie down!"

Wanluo old monster crossed the void, the ancient sword in his palm slashed, each sword had a void torn apart, the yin forbidden evil slaves under the sword were all killed, turned into a black evil qi scattered in the heaven and earth, the road passed, it was like a demon god, rushing all the way, black lightning lingered all over the body, killing no less than forty ghost slaves, only then could it rush to the front of the red-robed old cultivator, and the volley fell down.

"How dare you deceive me?"

The red-robed old cultivator's face was shocked and angry, and he was completely frightened by the old monster of Wanluo, but after all, he was also a Jindan Mahayana monk, so he was not so frightened that he had no intention of resisting, and in the face of the old monster of Wanluo, he stepped down from the sky, and struggled to raise his fists and attack.

Bang!

The old monster of Wanluo was incomparably powerful, and when he stepped down, he directly dispersed his defenses and kicked him down in the middle of the formation.

The ancient sword was faint, pointing at his eyebrows, and the old monster of Wanluo shouted: "Do you understand this truth?"

"I ......"

In the eyes of the red-robed old cultivator, the old monster of Wanluo had a halberd, like a demon god, shocking his heart, and he couldn't answer.

"Hahahaha......"

The old monster of Wanluo laughed loudly and slashed down with a sword.

With a "snort", the red-robed old cultivator was shocked and closed his eyes to death.

However, after a while, he opened his eyes in fright, only to find that the sword did not hit himself, but slashed on the seventh array flag that fell next to his head.

"This old man actually broke through to the eighth level on his own?"

At this time, at the foot of Fengchan Mountain, the Dao Master of the North Three Dao and even a few people who watched the battle, even including the previous few formations of the Guardian Monks, were all shocked, looking at the tall figure on the mountain road, staggering towards the eighth formation, Nanzhan Jindan Monk Wan Luo Old Monster, although he had already seen that his cultivation was already a half-step Yuanying, but no one thought that he could really come to this step.

I saw him staggering out of the big formation, and he was seriously injured, but he didn't retreat at all, and went straight to the eighth formation!

"Nanzhan monks also have geniuses, people from a state, for thousands of years, there have always been so many outstanding ones!"

"It will stop here, the next three formations, it is my Northern Three Dao Divine Son who led the True Transmission to personally guard the pass, he can't get by!"

Among the three Dao Masters in the north, the Yin Spirit Dao Master and the Fu Dao Dao Master suddenly spoke lightly and exchanged words.

"Lao'er, retreat, the eighth formation is not something you can break through!"

In the eighth formation, a young voice sounded, the voice was faint, but with a condescending rebuke.

"Really?"

Wan Luo Old Monster chuckled: "The juniors now, your tone is really big!"

He kept walking.

"If you dare to break into the eighth formation with this remnant, I will kill you!"

The voices in the eighth array were neither joyful nor sad, cold and merciless, but with a kind of unquestionable majesty.

"Boy, don't you know about the elder?"

The old monster of Wanluo shouted loudly, really angry, and rushed straight towards the eighth formation in the midst of the loud shouting. (To be continued.) )