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Thousands of miles away, above the clear sky, a line of large characters condensed with vitality swayed.

"The last totem pole is here, if you are brave enough, come and get it!"

Arrogant, wild!

This line of big characters, golden flashes, even the font is sharp, like a knife like a sword, revealing an indescribable provocative taste.

Under the big characters, it should be a valley place, and the aura of the formation shrouded the land in a radius, thick and creepy, white to gray, you don't need to go in, you know that the danger is extreme.

And somewhere on the edge of the formation, there was a female Feng Clan monk sitting cross-legged, this woman looked like she was in her thirties, her skin was fair, her appearance was overwhelming, and even her figure was undulating, perfect to the extreme, with a dark green long hair, dancing in the wind.

On the ground beside him, there was a half-ice-blue giant sword. As if cultivating, the ice-blue water vitality escaped from the woman's delicate body, intertwined with the unique gray-black mist on the ghost clan, and the scene was somewhat weird.

This woman is the female cultivator of the Wind Clan who once fought viciously with the "Wine Fighting Monk" Wild Fox Zen and chased Ye Bai into the valley of the Ice Spirit Tree.

On the surface, she is the only one outside the formation, but who knows how many Wind Clans are still ambushed in the formation.

This woman's reaction to the investigation of the Yuan Shen was extremely keen, as if she sensed that Lan Yehe's divine sense was sweeping, turned her head slightly, and looked in his direction, the corners of her full and ruddy mouth hooked, and a sneering smile appeared on her cheeks.

Of course, Lan Yehe understood that this woman was disdainful of him, but he had always had a hidden temper, so he only smiled slightly and ignored it.

But after smiling, the old man frowned.

All the way. He had also encountered four or five Wind Clan monks, most of them were cultivators in the middle of the dust period, two were killed by this old man, and the rest fled faster with their own methods, Lan Yehe did not waste time chasing them, and at this moment he finally felt the trouble of the Wind Clan monks who remained here.

Let's not talk about the last totem pole. Whether it was in the formation or not, just by looking at the posture of the Wind Clan female cultivator, he knew that he had dug a trap and waited for the monks of the Nine Death Star Sea to jump in.

After thinking for a while, Lan Yehe's eyes lit up, he smiled, and said to himself: "The old man is alone, maybe he doesn't dare to enter your formation, but since you dare to make such a big fanfare, just wait to be torn to pieces by those guys!"

The voice fell. This old man swept out again in the direction of the Wind Clan female cultivator, and his speed was neither hurried nor slow.

......

It took more than an hour for Lan Yehe to reach a place thousands of zhang outside the formation.

This place was on the top of a high mountain, just looking down, and the blue wild crane landed on a big rock, and after staring at the Wind Clan nun for a few moments, he didn't say a word. With his hands on his back, he waited quietly.

A long wind blows from the top of the mountain. The snowflakes fell, and before they could fall on the blue crane, they had been steamed into mist.

In a flash, it was three days.

The second monk finally found this place.

"Congratulations to Brother Lan, this last opportunity. You found it first!"

The figure has not appeared, and the iconic male is not male, female is not female, and the bewitching voice of evil and pervert has been transmitted.

Needless to say. It's Xiao Sunflower.

After more than a dozen breaths, the big red figure landed not far from Lan Yehe's side, and there was an unfathomable smile on his grease-smeared face.

Lan Yehe had already sensed his arrival, and he was not a little surprised, glanced at him, and said with a slight smile: "Since Brother Xiao is envious, then I will give you this opportunity, it just so happens that you are good at formation prohibition." ”

Although Xiao Sunflower is not easy to mess with, but the other few people, which one is not an old fox, I am afraid that there are only two kids, Broken Thorns and War Madness, who are a little immature compared to them. Therefore, it makes no difference to which of them to cooperate with.

When Xiao Sunflower heard this, she smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Lan for your kindness, I can't afford such a hard bone." ”

After finishing speaking, the old man stared at the female cultivator of the Wind Clan, and his eyes shot an obscene and regretful look, and he exclaimed: "What a bewitching beauty with a beautiful national color, it's a pity that it is a ghost's body, otherwise even if she hides in the formation, the old man will go in and capture her alive with all his life, and have a good time." ”

Although this person is a eunuch, he has an unusual penchant for women, and he does not look like a monk who has left the dust.

Before Xiao Sunflower's words fell, the Feng Clan female cultivator in the distance shot two extremely sharp and cold gazes at him, which were extremely cold, but there was no other action, let alone killing.

Xiao Sunflower chuckled.

Although Lan Yehe is also an old fox, his temperament is scattered, and he doesn't have a good impression of adultery, and when he heard Xiao Sunflower's words, he couldn't help but wrinkle, and said coldly: "Brother Xiao, don't talk nonsense, what is the power of this formation, you must have seen it several times, right? If you can break it, I will contain this woman." In the end, who gets this last totem pole depends on everyone's means. ”

"What if there are other Wind Clans lurking in the formation?"

Xiao Sunflower's face was slightly straight, and she replied lightly, and said after speaking: "Even if I can break this formation, I don't dare to approach it lightly, besides, this formation is extremely complicated, I have been observing all the way, and I have not solved it at all." ”

Lan Yehe's eyes flashed slightly.

Xiao Sunflower glanced at him and said with a smile: "Brother Lan, don't think that I am keeping it, or have other ideas, in fact, I also want to get the totem pole inside and complete this task as soon as possible, but since this Feng Clan female cultivator dares to make such a blatant provocation, this last one is by no means so simple, this time, I am afraid it will have to be combined with the strength of several of us." ”

Lan Yehe nodded slightly.

......

The two waited, and time flew by.

This place looks like a mountain, but it's not too deep.

Therefore, in a few months, several other monks in the late stage of Lichen came one after another, Zuo Xuan, Emperor Xin, Ling Daohuo, Win Feng and so on.

There are also a few monks from the early and middle stage of Lichen who survived, but most of them are monks who follow Zuo Xuan, Yingfeng, and Emperor Xin, and Lan Yehe's side is Li Zhongyuan and Hengyu Daoren.

The other monks in the early and middle stages of Lichen, even if they noticed the movement here, knew that they were not qualified to intervene, and they might even suffer from the pond fish when they came.

When there were few people at the beginning, Lan Yehe and the others also planned to join forces to remove the Wind Clan female cultivator first, but this woman didn't play with them at all, and went directly into the formation, and several people launched a bombardment on the formation, but there was no effect.

As more and more monks arrived, the group joined forces to attack several times, but it still had no effect.

On this day, the thorns and the madness of the war also rushed from different directions.

"You fellow Daoists don't seem to be moving, haven't you discussed the distribution of this last totem pole yet?"

After the madness of war arrived, looking at the appearance of everyone, he said aloud, with a smile in his voice.

A few monks in the late stage of the Dust Separation glanced at him one by one and smiled incomprehensibly.

Zuo Xuan snorted coldly: "War boy, we old guys, are not as unbearable as you think, and we are not so stupid, we have already discussed the ownership of this last totem pole, no one is allowed to take it, after breaking the formation, we will destroy it immediately, and we will divide it with the totem pole we have now in our hands!"

"Boy, if you agree, then think of a way together, if you don't agree, then you can try the power of this formation yourself. ”

Ling Daohuo, who continued to speak, the cold-faced monk's face was a little pale, and he had been injured in the shock formation of the previous life.

The others did not speak.

Hearing this, Zhan Madness exchanged glances with the Broken Thorns, who arrived almost at the same time.

"Is there really a last totem pole in there?"

Broken Thorn asked, this question is too important, if there is no totem pole in it, everyone will not waste their time in vain.

"Yes, it's the last one!"

The voice is strong and powerful, and the answer is the emperor's heart.

Emperor Xin said yes, then there is no need to ask, he must have felt the breath.

"You should have been here for a long time, haven't you figured out a way to crack the formation?"

Broken Thorn nodded and asked again.

His gaze looked at a middle-aged man in the middle of the dust behind Ying Feng, who was wearing a Confucian robe and a scarf on his head, looking like an elegant scholar, and a pair of clear eyes flashed with wisdom.

His name is Pan Yu, and he is one of the followers of the "Emperor of the World" to win the wind, and his formation methods are extremely good, and he is quite famous in the Nine Dead Star Sea, and he is even stronger than Xiao Sunflower.

Pan Yu saw the broken thorns looking at him, and said with an unusually bitter smile on his face: "This formation is indeed very powerful, and there is no flaw visible from the outside, if you want to crack it, you must enter the formation, but it is quite dangerous inside, and there are many powerful Wind Clan monks in ambush, it is not enough for us alone." ”

Broken Thorns and Battle Madness nodded with a slight glint in his eyes.

I'm afraid that the heart is more than that, these old foxes may not be wary of each other, they can't do their work, and even Mingli agrees that no one wants the last totem, but they have other plans.

"Are you waiting for us and the other post-Mortal Monks to come over now?"

Zhan asked madly.

The "Emperor of the World" Ying Feng's face was stern, and the emperor said with full anger: "It's not all, Wild Fox Chan has already gone to invite the majestic seniors and Ren Thirteen seniors, I hope the two of them can come and forcibly break this formation." ”

Hearing this, the two nodded again, but their brows furrowed.

Lan Yehe seemed to guess what the two of them were thinking, and said in a deep voice: "Although the master does not allow these two seniors to interfere in the battle between us and the third-layer wind clan, it is already the last one, as long as this task is solved, I hope those two seniors will make a move." ”

Their eyes flashed, and they didn't speak again.

......

At the passage from the third layer to the fourth layer, the majestic Daoist and Ren Thirteen were still sitting on the top of the dirt mountain they had built, looking at the world. (To be continued......)