Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 470

Chapter 470 They are all waiting, do you dare to come (4K8)

 “Seems pretty good?”

 Shen Yi released his palms and dispersed the strange gray-white armor.

 The surrounding formations quickly gathered around and landed at the heart again.

 He was originally not willing to further his studies in formations.

 After all, in most of the situations he encounters now, no one can help buy time so that he can set up a large formation with peace of mind.

 It is enough to learn some basic formations to prepare for emergencies. Shen Yi feels that the cost-effectiveness of such a spiritual formation that consumes terrifying life span is a bit low.

 But things are obviously different now.

This Guixu Immortal Armor Formation is actually engraved on the body and can be activated at any time. The former Nanyang sect master took out it, and it is indeed the most suitable thing for close combat.

  And feel the effect a little bit.

 At least not weaker than Tianyan 49.

 Shen Yi adjusted her breathing and looked at the remaining demon Shouyuan.

 【Remaining demon lifespan: 427,000 years】

The biggest difference between the Guixu Immortal Armor Formation and Tianyan Four-Nine is that, without Xuan Qing's insights, Tianyan Four-Nine made no progress at all by just relying on his own deductions, and almost forced all the demonic remnants to collapse. disappear.

 But the Guixu Immortal Armor Formation... is just slow.

 If there is progress, it means it can be pushed forward!

  Shen Yi had already felt a sense of nausea before she started mobilizing the demon Shou Yuan.

If he remembered correctly, he had only deduced this kind of brain-requiring technique for tens of thousands of years at most, such as Lihuo Burning Heart Palm, but it was a bit insignificant in front of the real Void Returning Spiritual Technique. A big witch.

 He returned to the mountain peak again.

 Sit cross-legged again.

The vast demon Shouyuan poured into the spiritual formation crazily.

[In the first year, you once again tried to contact the more vast parts of this spiritual formation. The insights of your predecessors that originally supported your practice are no longer useful at this moment. You began to recall the formation diagrams that you had memorized for tens of thousands of years, trying to Find patterns and draw parallels from those boring years]

 As the demon's lifespan passes.

The ink shirt was silent, and the handsome features on the young man's fair face gradually became ferocious.

 Sweat poured down like rain, and his whole body was wet in an instant.

When his expression returned to calm, his clear eyes were quickly occupied by confusion, and the whole person looked a little crazy.

There is not enough talent, but you have to practice spiritual methods forcibly.

 This is a behavior that would be ridiculed in the Immortal Sect.

Every creature in the world has its own path. If you force yourself to embark on a path that does not belong to you, you will only fall into pieces and there is no chance of success.

 Unless...you have far more time than ordinary people.

 The alternation of day and night.

 The panel has stopped the deduction long ago.

  Shen Yi's eyes were still without luster, as if they had turned into a statue.

　　With the fingertips trembling slightly.

He stood up staggeringly, and then fell to the ground without any strength, retching like crazy, as if he wanted to vomit out all Dao Ying's internal organs.

The monk who returns to the void, even if he adds all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, his lifespan will not be more than 50,000 years.

 To spend his whole life studying one method is already considered a rare and stubborn person.

 A whole 220,000 years of sitting in confusion, gathered in a short period of time.

 Nearly destroyed Shen Yi's sanity.

If the panel hadn't shouldered 99% of the pressure and only given a negligible amount of feedback to him, I'm afraid he would have become a fool by now.

 【Return to the Void (Spirit). Return to the Immortal Armor Formation: Xiaocheng】

 【Remaining demon life span: two hundred and seven thousand years】

Shen Yi wiped the corners of her lips with her sleeves and stretched out her trembling palms like chaff, with black mist and gold threads emerging from her fingertips.

He was breathing heavily, and the corners of his lips that he had just wiped clean were stained with plasma again.

 Fortunately, my palm finally stabilized.

 There is absolutely no room for mistakes in the formation diagram drawn on the body like this.

 The moment when you start to draw the array diagram on your heart.

Shen Yi's whole body seemed to have entered some mysterious state. Her fingertips were as steady as a rock. Under the guidance of her soul, the golden thread became countless times more accurate than before.

 There is no stagnation at all, and it flows as smoothly as a rushing river.

 Hands at your fingertips.

 The pen stops and the formation is completed.

 Inside the Patriarch's Hall.

Li Qingfeng leaned against the pillar in fear, wiping the sweat from his forehead vigorously.

The sect leader doesn't know where he went to practice, and he couldn't be contacted on the jade slip.

 The only person he could find was Senior Xuan Qing.

The elders of the Chen family, as well as many deacons from Qinghai Prefecture, have brought back all the people from Xiaojiabao and settled them in Daqian.

I originally came to report this matter to Qingfeng Li, but I didn't expect that the little immortal received a letter from someone unknown, and then it became like this.

 “You...you go out first.”

Li Qingfeng forced himself to calm down and waved his sleeves to let everyone out.

"Uh." The group of Nanyang Sect deacons looked at each other. After all, they had just arrived and had not done anything for Nanyang Sect, so it was not easy to ask any questions. After hearing this, they all bowed respectfully and then walked out of the hall lightly.

Li Qingfeng exhaled and then came to Xuan Qing's side: "Senior, can you trouble me to find the sect master for me? I have something important to report."

 “He should be practicing.”

Xuan Qing opened his eyes and recalled the changes in spiritual energy he had previously sensed. It was obvious that the sect master had made new progress.

“If it's convenient, you can tell me first.”

 He may not be able to help, but he can definitely give the other party some advice.

 “There is nothing inconvenient or inconvenient.”

 Li Qingfeng lowered his head, sat helplessly on the ground, and took out a secret letter from his sleeve.

 There is no identifying mark on the letter.

However, from the tone of the words, Li Qingfeng still inferred the identity of the other party, who was the deacon Liu Qianyun of Qingyue Sect.

“The Longgong Shui Tribe destroyed all areas of the water and land, including the Chen family, the Puppet Sect, the Qinghai Prefecture, and the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance.”

"Among them, the disciples of the Chen Family and the Qinghai Palace had all evacuated long ago without any casualties. The puppet sect was wiped out, and the floating island of the Shuiyue Shang Alliance was destroyed. The leader of the alliance, Wen Qiujin, received the news in advance and took refuge with the Yan family with the offerings. "

“The Seventh Son of Nanhong…are waiting for news from Sect Leader Shen.”

 The so-called family members know their own affairs.

Li Qingfeng did not hide anything. Now, in the entire Nanyang Treasure Land, the only person who can help Sect Master Shen is the senior in front of him.

He couldn't understand: "What do you mean by waiting for the news from Sect Master Shen? Dragon Palace has taken action. Is it possible that they have to wait for Sect Master Shen's order before they dare to fight back?"

Even though Li Qingfeng rarely left the treasured land, he knew that Hongze was the territory of Dragon Palace just from the words of the deacons from Qingyue Sect who came to teach the Dharma.

The reason why the seven sons of Nanhong share life and death is not to work together to resist the Shui Tribe and strive for a safe place in Nanhong.

“Because, there is a high probability that it is not the Dragon Palace.”

Li Xuanqing shook his head calmly and advised: "They are just scaring you. Of course, the person who sent the message may not have a high status. He was simply frightened and became a knife in the hands of others."

"It can't be an order from the Dragon Palace. If you want to really take action against the Seven Nanhong Sons, it's not enough to rely on the Nanlong Palace alone. At least one more family must be involved. If that happens, the Nanyang Sect will not be informed at all."

 Perhaps it's a bit harsh to say it, but it's the truth.

 In a real life-and-death crisis, the current Nanyang Sect will be of no use at all.

“So it's not as serious as I thought?” Qingfeng Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I saw Senior Xuan Qing shaking his head again: "For Nanyang, it may be more serious than you think. Even if it is not the intention of the Dragon Palace, it must be a certain demon in the Dragon Palace."

 The four forces in the letter were all those that Sect Leader Shen had just come into contact with.

If this matter cannot be resolved, the recovery of the 182 families will be a foregone conclusion.

The person who can plan such an incident must be a certain Bai Yujing monk.

The other party does not need to come forward at all, or even ask for help from the demon. Simply revealing some information can bring Nanyang Sect back to its original shape.

Of course, there is a way out.

 That is to pick up the words left by the Six Immortal Sects after they called the door.

 The six sect gates are still open to Shen Yi.

Li Xuanqing pondered for a moment, took out the Dao card, and first told the whole thing in detail, and then added: "Go to the Yan family, maybe there is room for change."

The Yan family was once one of the vassals of Nanyang, and was later taken over by the Qing Yuezong.

Ranked among the top four forces among the 182, with monk Bai Yujing in charge.

 The next moment, Li Qingfeng suddenly raised his eyes.

The sect's formation was wide open, and a figure with a black light black sword suddenly swept out of the sect.

 The people from the Chen family and Qinghai Mansion who had just dispersed gathered back together, wondering: "What's going on?"

 Shen Shangxian goes out this time, doesn't he need to bring someone to help with some chores?

Li Qingfeng looked at the people outside the hall with a complicated expression. He didn't know whether he should tell them about this. Let's not talk about the Chen family for now. The Qinghai Mansion has indeed sent the disciples to Nanyang Sect, but they haven't been sent yet... Who knows what will happen on the way? Nothing unexpected will happen. You must know that the Qinghai Mansion has transferred all the monks who are almost capable to the Nanyang Sect to serve as deacons.

Lingyun Sect.

Although the disciples in the entire sect didn't know what happened, they could feel that the atmosphere was inexplicably weird.

The outer elders and deacons suddenly lost their smiles on their faces, and they all looked serious.

The disciples that can be seen occasionally on weekdays are returning to Dongfu at this moment.

 Finally, a white robe with golden silk passed across the sky.

 Under the surprised and uncertain gazes of many of his fellow disciples, the sect leader's personal disciple left the sect directly.

 “Senior Brother Yuanzhou has come out of the mountain?”

The inner disciples were simply curious, but the direct disciples and elders who were sitting quietly in the cave slowly frowned.

 This matter must have nothing to do with Lingyun Sect.

 But they will definitely enjoy the benefits.

 At this time, without knowing who was planning it, Wei Yuanzhou actually came forward.

 Whether he is helping Nanyang Sect or trying to harm Nanyang Sect.

Hit the first bird with a stick, and the big tree attracts the wind.

 I don't know how many people I will offend.

 This is not a sensible move.

at the same time.

 In the Qingyue Sect, there were still Liu Qianyun and the others, but this time the one surrounded by them was Yan Wencheng with a bitter look on his face.

“Junior Brother Yan, what do your family say? Have you replied to your letter?”

Liu Qianyun was obviously a little anxious, because she found that at this time, even her father, who was an elder, was somewhat unable to get involved.

 It was agreed to hold a meeting of the Seven Sons in three months.

Less than a month has passed, and some people are actually unable to sit still.

"I'm back."

Yan Wencheng looked at the two women and smiled bitterly: "It's ambiguous, I can't say it accurately... At least it's better than the other three, and it has temporarily rescued the people of the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance."

This time, it was all because I wrote a letter to my family and told some things about Sect Leader Shen.

 “Let's go! Go over and have a look!”

Zheng Qian gritted his teeth. Although he couldn't help much, waiting in the sect like this made him anxious to death!

　　"Okay, I also want to have a chat with my uncle in person."

Yan Wencheng nodded and immediately followed Zheng Qian and left the Qingyue Sect.

With different thoughts, one after another figures swept out of the scope of Nanhong Seven Sons, all heading towards the direction of Shuiyue Merchant Alliance.

 At this moment.

Shen Yi stepped on the Black Light Black Sword and glanced at the Water Tribe Demon Zhenshi on the seventh level of Void Return beside him: "Who gave you the news?"

 He is not afraid of trouble, but at least he must know who the other person is.

"Reporting to my lord, we didn't know that the jade slip appeared quietly in front of the palace master, hiding his aura, and his realm was already otherworldly. He knew that the master had a grudge against the Dragon Fish Palace, so he just told We are where you are.”

 The fish demon stood respectfully behind Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was silent for a moment.

Compared to the small fight between Lingyun Sect last time, these Bai Yujing monks are countless times more vicious and their goals are clearer.

 They don't care whether they live or die, they just want the treasure land of Nanyang.

 “Who will avenge you?”

 That's all, let's focus on what's in front of us first.

Shen Yi is not sure about the attitude of the Yan family. The main reason for coming out this time is to find the disciples of Qinghai Mansion first.

"In addition to his only daughter, the Palace Master actually has an adopted son. However, his talent is too shocking. He was valued by Nanlong Palace when he was very young and sent someone to pick him up. The Palace Master did not dare to reach out to others, so he never publicized it to the outside world. This relationship.”

“It is precisely because of the existence of this adopted son that the Dragon Fish Palace can establish a relationship with the Dragon Palace.”

"It is a genius comparable to a direct disciple of the Immortal Sect. Although it is of humble origin, it is famous. Our lord must have heard of it. It is the general crossing the sea in Nanlong Palace. He is the same age as the only daughter of the palace lord, but he is already comparable to the return The great demon of the eighth level.”

Although Shen Yi has never heard of this name, if she remembers correctly, the girl in the red dress from last time seemed to have just returned to the second level.

But... Wen Qiujin seems to have said that the magic circle on the floating island cannot be broken unless it returns to perfection.

 Since the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance was destroyed, it is not like there is only one general crossing the sea.

 The floating island where the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance is located is now in pieces and floating on the ocean.

The originally tall and luxurious turret has disappeared now.

At the edge of the endless ocean, densely packed figures are hanging. Judging from their clothing, they are from different powers, and their cultivation levels are also uneven.

 They looked towards the floating island with solemn expressions.

 The reason why I dare to come over.

 It's because there is an extremely wide formation in the far distance, covering hundreds of huge treasure ships.

　　On the treasure ship at the front.

Wen Qiujin's expression was dazed, with confusion and disbelief on his face.

The Shuiyue Merchant Alliance has never had an enmity with the Shui Tribe, and has never been stingy with its filial piety. The first thing they did before setting off for the treasure ships that came and went was to prepare their share for the Dragon Palace soldiers.

 Use the name of Nanhong Seven Sons and Dragon Palace to frighten the rest of the Shui Tribe and try to avoid being robbed.

When he received a message from the spies that the Chen family, Qinghai Prefecture, and the puppet clan were all in trouble.

Wen Qiujin did not hesitate at all. He took the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance monks with him and fled the place as soon as possible, and asked the Yan family for help.

 Suddenly, he watched helplessly as his years of savings were destroyed in an instant.

 “Senior Yan.”

 He turned his head and looked to the side: "They are..."

"Don't ask, don't care. You are not allowed to participate in this matter. As for things outside yourself, you should see it more clearly than me."

 The person called Senior Yan is an old man wearing a long coat.

 All the monks around him knew his name.

 Yan family, Yan Xingyuan.

The monks who have reached the eleventh level of returning to the void have already stood at the top in Nanhong.

Hearing this, Wen Qiujin no longer asked why he was still staying here and what he was waiting for.

 Just retreated quietly.

 Under the gaze of so many monks, there were only two figures on the floating island.

 The former is a young man with neat armor and a silver crown on his head.

 It carries no weapons, just sitting cross-legged with empty hands.

Behind him is a black-backed dragon monster. His longevity is obviously coming to an end. He stands with his arms folded and his eyes slightly closed.

Both of them didn't even release their breath, but they silenced all the monks around them.

 Southern Dragon Palace, the reputation of General Crossing the Sea, is entirely made of the sea of ​​blood, without any water mixed in.

It is like a crazy mad dog, without any background, and just wants to use its bones to build up its status in Nanlong Palace.

 But today, it does not carry any soldiers.

Come here alone and destroy four forces in a row.

As for the black-backed dragon at the back, it has no reputation and a strange face, but this situation is even more terrifying, indicating that it is the most elite group of veterans of Nanlong Palace who have retired, but the years have been too long and the monks have forgotten it. It has a bad reputation.

 The two dragon palace demons did not move.

Yan Xingyuan did not move either.

 Just standing there like this, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Even if neither side knows, whether that person dares to come or not.

 “Look who that is!”

In the clouds, Liu Qianyun and others came in a hurry and were about to go towards Yan Xingyuan, but they were suddenly grabbed by Zheng Qian.

 They looked up, their hearts beating suddenly.

I saw a white robe with golden silk swaying slowly in a place that no one noticed.

 He did not deliberately conceal his aura.

 It's just because I stood too high that no one else could see me.

 Like a fairy, overlooking the world.

Liuyun Master Wei Yuanzhou, who exists like this, is also waiting silently.

 (End of this chapter)

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