Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 670

  Chapter 670 Danger

  When the wall falls, everyone pushes it, and when the drum breaks, everyone beats it.

  No one could have imagined that the Situ family would be ruined so quickly, especially the Huangcheng family, where all the elite members of the family disappeared overnight.

  The familiar people disappeared without a trace.

   They escaped!

  For a while, countless people were astonished.

  The status quo of the main family affects the branches of each house and even the peripheral forces.

  In just a few months, the situation of Rifengyue Island was not good, and even ordinary people in it could feel something was wrong.

  Hostile forces approached many times.

  Some people began to look for a way out, some defected directly, and some stubbornly resisted...

   In short,

  In a short period of time, Rifengyue Island was turned upside down and in chaos, and even the surrounding Fangshi City was repeatedly lost and captured.

  The array eyes set up everywhere were pulled up one after another.

   "Shua!"

   "Swish Swish!"

   Streams of light pierced the sky and fell into a hall. After selection, the more important information was presented to Zhou Yi.

   "A strong enemy is approaching on Qiongshan Island, and the formations on the island are damaged. Please pray for the restoration of the formations and the support of experts."

   "Xiaolang Island is lost!"

   "The situation on Baihua Island is unstable and urgently needs to be repaired and stabilized."

   All the news unfolded in front of him, and the communication was rushed and panicked, which showed that the situation was not good, and Zhou Yi couldn't help frowning.

   "Senior."

  Situ vowel clasped his hands together:

   "The situation is urgent, please help me senior."

   "It's useless." Zhou Yi shook his head and sighed softly:

   "The outside of the Qimen Formation is mainly located in Fangshi. Once Fangshi is broken, the small island behind will not be able to stop Daoji cultivators at all."

   "Even if it is repaired, it can only be blocked for a while, and it is useless."

   "Then..." Situ Yuanyin showed hesitation:

   "You can't ignore death!"

   "There are priorities. The outer islands will only consume resources and are too dangerous. It is better to focus on the inner islands." Zhou Yi said without changing his expression:

   "As long as the strange gate formation in the inner ring is not broken, it is not difficult to keep it for hundreds of years with the spiritual stones accumulated over the years."

   As for repelling incoming enemies...

   Don't even think about it!

   "That's it." Situ Yuanyin's beautiful eyes flickered:

   "The junior understands."

   When she left, someone in the hall sighed:

   "It's a pity. With her talent, she should have left with the elite of her family. Now she is in jail, and she is probably hopeless."

"yes!"

   "Situ Yuanyin is not a few years older than Situ Qionghua, and she also has a perfect cultivation of Qi Refining. But why is she not a direct descendant of the same family, so what can I do?"

   "I heard that she failed to leave because she hated someone in the family."

   "I've heard it too. It seems that someone wanted to take her as a concubine, but this woman was so hard-hearted and refused directly, that's why she got into trouble."

"real or fake?"

   "Ahem!" Zhou Yi coughed twice, and picked up a book of formations on the table. Others realized that something was wrong and silenced one after another.

  Night is approaching.

   Zhou Yi walked out of the hall slowly, looked back at the busy crowd, and couldn't help smiling.

"With Qimen Formation, as long as we strictly guard Rifengyue Island and stick to it for a hundred years, there will be no problem. After all, this is not a deserted city. I am afraid that the hostile forces will not have so much energy consumption. When we see that we are so difficult to chew, there are nine out of ten Will voluntarily retreat."

   "Situ Tianyun's beating is probably the same attention!"

   "That's fine. In another hundred years, I and Zizhen will have a successful cultivation. They can come and go as they please, and no one can stop them. Just laugh at Maitreya..."

   "Let's just wait and see what happens!"

   "Santai Island?"

  Looking at the person coming, Zhou Yi showed a dignified expression:

   "Are the Yun family already this close?"

   "Senior." The visitor said urgently:

   "The owner of the island said that the situation is extremely urgent, and the Yun Family Daoji has already made several moves. If there is no one to help, I am afraid that the island will be destroyed!"

  Santai Island is not far from Rifengyue Island, and the owner of the island even took refuge in Situ's family early on. If these people are not rescued, people will be in turmoil.

"I see."

  Zhou Yi pondered for a while, nodded and said:

   "You go down and rest first, I will go there myself."

   "Thank you senior!"

  The visitor was overjoyed, and his face was relaxed.

  Zhou Yi confessed a few words, and then turned into a line of fire that soared into the sky. The line of fire flashed at high altitude, and then disappeared in an instant.

after a while.

  The line of fire appeared near Santai Island, Zhou Yi dissipated the light, and softened his brows.

   Break the false eye!

  The vertical eyes between the eyebrows blinked slowly, and the air between the heaven and the earth was full, and then saw somewhere, the figure floated towards a deserted island.

   Landed on the island, Zhou Yi cupped his fists:

   "Brother Yun Dao, since you're here, why don't you come out and see me?"

   "Haha..." Long laughter sounded, the air was steeply rippling, and a person walked out of it:

   "I know that I can't hide it from fellow Taoists. I haven't seen you for several months. Don't come here!"

  This person is dressed in a long robe, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, walking on his feet, with a whisk in his hand flying in the wind, his whole human body is immortal and handsome.

  Yun Yang!

   Yun Family Daoji.

   The two actually knew each other, and they were very familiar with each other depending on the situation.

   "Brother Dao." Zhou Yi looked at each other, although they belonged to different forces, but there was no hostility on their faces:

"How have you been?"

   "It's okay." Yun Yang waved his whisk lightly and sighed:

   "The defeat of the Situ family has been decided, and Situ Tianyun is just dying. Fellow Daoist knows it well, why continue to work for him?"

   "It's just a matter of being trusted and loyal." Zhou Yi waved his hand:

   "I don't know why brother attracted Zhou here this time?"

   "If you want to win me and my wife to join the Yun family, you just need to bring the head of Laughing Maitreya, otherwise, don't mention it!"

   "Laughing Maitreya..." The name made Yun Yang's face change slightly, and there was even more malice and helplessness in his eyes:

   "I don't like this person very much, but after all, he is a guest invited by the head of the family, and it is impossible to turn his face just because of the two."

  In terms of importance, Xiao Maitreya is naturally not as good as Zhou Yi and his wife.

   But kill your own guest to please others, what do other guests think?

  The Yun family's current strength cannot be achieved by relying on their own family alone. The helpers they have recruited over the years are the basis for expanding their power.

  As for Yun Yang...

  This person has a concubine who is as beautiful as a flower, and he regards it as a treasure, but he is touched by the laughing Maitreya.

  Because Yun Yang had reported this matter to the Patriarch, but she was just a concubine in the Qi Refining Realm, the Yun Family would not be too censure.

   The two of them grew farther and farther because of dislike of resentment.

  In fact, Yun Yang might want to laugh at Maitreya even more than Zhou Yi!

   "Since that's the case, why did Brother Dao come to me?" Zhou Yi shook his head:

   "Although Zhou admires Brother Dao's accomplishments in alchemy, but after all, he belongs to different forces, and meeting each other may cause misunderstanding."

   "Farewell!"

   Saying that, he was about to leave.

   "Wait!"

  Yun Yang raised his voice and said:

   "To be honest, the head of the family doesn't like that smiling Maitreya, but after all, I'm a guest of the Yun family, so I shouldn't provoke people's tongues, but some things don't mean you can't do them."

   "Oh!" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and stopped:

"Appreciate further details."

   "It's definitely not possible to kill my own guest." Yun Yang said:

   "But if the death is at the hands of others, and it is due to personal grievances, my Yun family will not go into it too deeply, after all, such things are very common."

   "I can help you and your wife create opportunities to deal with Xiao Maitreya, but after that, the two of you must join my Yun Family!"

   "..." Zhou Yi revealed a pensive face, and spoke slowly after a long time:

"Can!"

"good!"

  Yun Yang was overjoyed:

   "To be honest, that laughing Maitreya will lead the crowd to attack Santai Island in a few days, then Brother Zhou can set up a formation to trap him."

   "Based on Brother Zhou's formation skills, as long as he falls into the formation, wouldn't your husband and wife kill him like killing a pig?"

   "Well said!" A voice sounded.

   "Brother Zhou also thinks it's good." Yun Yang said subconsciously, then his complexion changed suddenly, and he turned his head suddenly:

"who?"

   What greeted him was a demon-subduing pestle that flew through the air.

  The subduing magic pestle has six sides and eight faces, and there are eight Buddha images of joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, fear, and nothingness. The eight sides rotate in rotation, and they suddenly appear in the perception.

   "Eight-phase pestle!"

  Yun Yang's eyes were frightened, and he cried out:

   "Laughing Maitreya!"

   "Exactly." A chubby figure appeared out of thin air, and looked down at the two people below with a smile on his face, especially Yun Yang who was desperately dodging:

   "Brother Yun Dao, don't come here unharmed!"

   "Why are you here?" Yun Yang turned into an aura to dodge desperately, and even sacrificed a square seal to bombard the subduing magic pestle crazily.

  When he started, he was puzzled.

   This trip is very secretive, only one person knows except yourself, how did Xiao Maitreya follow here?

  Could it be...

impossible!

   "Brother Yun Dao, you trust people too easily." Looking at Yun Yang whose expression had changed, Mi Le shook his head lightly, and said with a smile:

   "Since I can take down your concubine, why not take down your wife together, it's just a matter of convenience for me."

"You do not believe?"

   "Then why do you think I was able to find this place?"

   "Ah!" Yun Yang screamed and roared, grief, anger, and humiliation surged up in his heart, and he went straight to the other party with red eyes:

"I kill you!"

   "It's up to you?" Laughing Maitreya sneered:

   "If you weren't born in a family, would you be able to become a Taoist with your talent? If you don't have talent, character, and fighting skills, you can only make alchemy."

   "You still have such an innocent personality, you deserve your woman to be seduced."

   "Amitabha..."

   "My Buddha is merciful!"

  Recite the Buddha's name, laughing Maitreya puts his hands together, the golden light of the eight-phase pestle flying in the field blooms, and the land of several miles is enveloped by the light of Buddha in an instant.

   When the Buddha's light dissipated, Yun Yang froze on the spot.

  His body was stiff, and he looked at the other party in disbelief:

   "You... dare to kill me?"

   "The monks are merciful, how can they kill?" Smiling Maitreya shook his head with a smile, and the compassion on his face remained unchanged:

   "Besides, brother Yun Dao is the direct descendant of the Yun family, so how dare I do it? It was obviously that villain Zhou Yi who killed you, and I killed him to avenge you."

   "Good, good!"

"you…"

  Yun Yang struggled to speak, but as soon as the words reached his lips, the breath in his body was out of control, and his whole body shattered like porcelain.

  In an instant, blood mist filled the sky.

  Smiling Maitreya narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked sideways, Zhou Yi's place was already empty, but there was no abnormality on his face.

   "You can't escape!"

  Daoji Late Stage!

   Moreover, the strength of Xiao Maitreya should not be weak in the later stage, otherwise Yun Yang would not be easily killed.

   Zhou Yi is somewhat confident in his own strength, but he is not very sure about such a master.

   Escape!

   "Shua!"

  Huo Yundun was running at full strength, he turned into a line of fire and shot forward, heading straight for Santai Island.

  There is a formation on the island, even if it is a second-tier low-grade formation, if it is driven by him, it can still discourage the later generations of Daoji.

   "Senior!"

  Seeing that Santai Island is not far away, a ray of light rises from below, blocking the way:

   "Where are you going?"

  The light dissipated, revealing a beautiful figure with exquisite facial features and twinkling eyes.

  Situ vowel.

"Um?"

  Zhou Yi's eyebrows moved slightly, and the escape light folded slightly:

"Step aside!"

   "Senior." Situ Yuanyin made a tactic with one hand, and in a flash of inspiration, he blocked the way again, and asked with curiosity on his pretty face:

   "You are in a hurry, do you need help from the juniors?"

   "Shua!"

   What greeted her was a flash of sword light that was as fast as lightning. The sword light was like falling stars in the sky, meteors across the sky, and flashed across the flesh.

   "Poof!"

  Situ Yuanyin's beautiful body was instantly split into two.

  But Zhou Yi's forward movement could not help but stagnate.

"good!"

  Laughing Maitreya's voice sounded:

   "Destroying flowers with sharp hands, decisive strikes, and extraordinary swordsmanship. Everyone knows that Zhou Yi is good at formations and others are mediocre. I will know the big mistake when I see it today."

   "No wonder it is favored by the descendants of Batu Cave."

  During the speech, the invisible breath expanded, like a huge hood, covering all the sky within a radius of several miles.

   It also made Zhou Yi understand that he could no longer escape.

   "Laughing Maitreya."

   Turning around, Zhou Yi snorted coldly:

   "I have heard for a long time that your Excellency is very good at women. If it is true, even the beautiful daughter of the Situ family has secretly taken refuge in you."

   "You said Situ vowel?" Laughing Maitreya shook his head:

   "She didn't defect because of me, but because she was resentful that the Situ family treated her unfairly, so she secretly joined the Yun family a long time ago."

"but…"

   "Dead people are worthless!"

   "You want to kill me?" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes.

   "Of course." Laughing Maitreya nodded:

   "Of course, I heard that Master Zhou is not only proficient in formations, but also famous for his prudence, so he brought two helpers."

   "You don't mind?"

   As he spoke, he clapped his hands lightly.

   Before the applause fell, the void behind him shook, and two beautiful figures, one red and one green, emerged one after another, forming a triangle with the smiling Maitreya.

   And the center of the triangle is Zhou Yi!

   "Misty clouds, Zhao Ruyan."

   Zhou Yi glanced over and nodded slowly:

   "One late-stage Daoist and two mid-stage Daoist, you really think highly of Zhou."

   "Stop talking nonsense." Yun Miyao shouted:

   "Kill him, seize the inheritance of the formation and leave. After all, this is the territory of the Situ family. It will be bad if other people are attracted."

"good."

  Zhao Ruyan nodded.

  She is a guest of the Yun family, and on the surface she has nothing to do with Xiao Maitreya, but in fact, the two have already hooked up, but it is not known.

  Only Xiao Maitreya rubbed the beads with his hands, without saying a word, there seemed to be suspicion in his eyes.

  Although he is a fake monk, he has been practicing Buddhist Zen for more than 200 years. He has a keen Zen mind and faintly sensed that something was wrong.

  What's wrong?

   "Woo!"

   Just as he was about to cut off his obsession, a cold wind rose up on the water under his feet, which also made the Zen heart in Xiao Maitreya's heart beat rapidly.

not good!

   "Boom!"

  Accompanied by a loud noise, four terrifying ghosts with a height of ten feet shot up through the sky, dancing ghost claws and surrounding Laughing Maitreya.

   There is also a banner flying out from below.

  Ghost Banner!

   "Forgiveness!"

  Zi Zhen stood in front of the ghost banner, vomited lightly, and the long banner trembled.

  In an instant.

  The Yin energy accumulated in the Yinhun Banner for an unknown number of years roared out and poured into the four ghosts, causing even cracks to appear on the banner.

   "Peng!"

  In just an instant, this rare treasure shattered violently.

  The four-headed ghosts also burst into breath, and their whole body was filled with madness, roaring and pounced on the only living creature in front of them.

  The strange treasure exploded!

   Fierce ghosts die!

  Zi Zhen had been preparing for this move for a long time, and in the time of a stick of incense, all of these four ghosts were comparable to monks at the peak realm in the middle of Dao Ji.

   And it will explode crazily until the last trace of Yin Qi in the body is exhausted.

  Even if it is the late stage of Daoji, it may not be able to survive under the siege of the four ghosts.

   "Laughing Maitreya."

  Zi Zhen's eyes are cold:

"go to hell!"

  (end of this chapter)

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