Those huge hailstones stopped suddenly, and beautiful music sounded, Zhenjun Fujian felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally, and a beautiful rainbow of seven colors rose in the sky, and even the surrounding air became fresh. He was overjoyed, his bitterness was sweet, the spiritual power of the formation was exhausted, those formations were self-defeating, and he returned to the Mengshan Sword Sect in the spiritual world. As a hero of the sect, he was honored. With the love and support of the elders, I have easily passed the period of leaving the body, fitting together, crossing the catastrophe, and Mahayana, and will soon ascend.
With a smile on his face, True Monarch Fujian followed the guidance of the music and walked forward quickly, with light and happy steps.
"This is the effect of the lost sound array?" Seeing the happy smile on Zhenjun Fujian's face, Zhenjun Wuyou felt chills in his heart. What kind of music is this?
"The lost sound array only magnified the desire in his heart. He is very eager to become a fairy, and he just came out of the upside-down five-element killing array. He is eager to end the current suffering and return to Mengshan Sword Sect. That's why it has such an effect." Lin Ning said lightly.
"Actually, this confuse sound array is easy to break. Once you hear the music that can confuse people's hearts, get rid of distracting thoughts and stand firm. If it doesn't work, close your hearing and observe everything with your eyes and spiritual consciousness." Lin Ning reminded, Cultivators have powerful spiritual consciousness, and can perceive everything outside, even if all five senses are sealed off, it will be fine.
"It's good if there is a way to break it, otherwise it will be too scary." Lu Xiao patted his chest nervously.
"As long as it is a formation, there is a way to break it, but the degree of difficulty is different." Lin Ning said with a smile.
"Junior Sister said lightly, all formations can be broken, but how many formations in this world can break all formations? This lost sound formation is okay, it has a fatal weakness, as long as it seals the sense of hearing, otherwise , if this ghost array spreads, how many monks will be confused by it." Wuyou Zhenjun rolled his eyes at Lin Ning, he thought that Lin Ning was just standing and talking without back pain.
"What the elder brother said is, if everyone can break all the formations, how could there be so many monks dying in the formations? Then the formation masters are useless." Lu Xiao echoed.
"Okay, I was wrong. It can be said that there are specialties in the art industry. It is the job of the formation master to set up and break the formation. The refining is the job of the weapon refining. The alchemy is the job of the alchemist. Therefore, people must be sincere and united, so that they can fight Invincible." Lin Ning raised his hands in surrender.
"Look, his spiritual power has been suppressed." Lu Xiao saw that Zhenjun Fujian's footsteps suddenly froze, and his walking was no different from ordinary people.
"He activated the Forbidden Spirit Formation, and if he moves forward a little further, he will activate the Nine Palaces Killing Formation. You are watching here, and I will collect all those formations." After speaking, Lin Ning left without looking back.
"Junior Sister, I'll go with you." Lu Xiao followed quickly.
Zhenjun Wuyou looked at their backs and shook his head, even if Lin Ning had left, he didn't want her to see that bloody side either.
"Jin Yan, why didn't you go with Junior Sister?" Zhenjun Wuyou saw that Jin Yan was still standing beside him.
"No, there's no danger around here, as long as there are three senior brothers to follow." Jin Yan shook his head, it still has to deal with matters in the formation, and Master Wuyou can't go in, it doesn't want Lin Ning to see a pile of broken pieces when he comes back Meat, then she won't be able to eat.
After Wuyou Zhenjun glanced at Jin Yan, he stopped saying anything, turned his head and continued to stare at Fujian Zhenjun.
Although Zhenyuan was imprisoned, it did not stop Zhenjun Fujian from moving forward. Although the speed was slower, he still activated the Nine Palaces Killing Formation soon after, and countless sword rains came to him, and his exposed places were instantly covered. A lot of belt meat was cut off.
The huge pain pulled him out of the wonderful imagination, and the lost sound array was also broken. He wanted to prop up the protective shield immediately, but no matter what he couldn't mobilize his true energy, but the sword rain It didn't stop because he couldn't mobilize his true energy.
In desperation, he had no choice but to pick up the flying sword and dance it up. As expected of a sword cultivator, for a while, the flying sword dance was so airtight that even the sword rain couldn't get in.
It's just that powerful swordsmanship requires strong real energy to support it. Soon, Feijian slowed down. Although Jian Yu was blocked a lot, more of them fell on him.
He was getting weaker and weaker, but there were more and more sword rains, and more and more sword rains fell on him. With the failure of his cassock, he was desperate, thinking that he had already arrived in the spirit world, the Mengshan Sword Sect who left the spirit world There was only one step away, seeing that he could become a fairy, but he didn't expect to die here, and he was filled with grief and indignation.
"Who is it? Who is it? I have no grievances with you, why do you want to put me to death?" Fujian Zhenjun's angry shout resounded throughout the space.
"You have done too much evil,I will charge you every day. "A thick voice resounded in the air, with heavy coercion in its majesty.
"Who are you? Who are you? I have my own reasons. Everything I do is for the strength of the sect, not for selfish desires." True Monarch Fujian argued.
"Hmph, it sounds good, for the sake of the sect's strength, not to satisfy your selfish desires." True Monarch Wuyou snorted coldly, "Ignore other people's lives, and march forward with the blood of others, you are not afraid that the sky thunder will kill you." Split into ashes?"
True Monarch Wuyou did not expect that he would swindle such a sentence casually. It seems that Zhenjun Fujian really did a lot of evil things in the Wuji East Continent, and his master was just one of the victims.
"Hmph, if our Mengshan Sword Sect obtains the treasure from the Lingdan Sect that can resist sky thunder, what can the sky thunder do to me?" Zhenjun Fujian snorted coldly.
"Hmph, how can there be such a good thing in this world? The treasure that fights against the thunder, how can the heavens allow such a treasure to exist!" Wuyou Zhenjun shook his head ridiculously. He didn't expect that at this time, he still wanted to seduce himself. If the Spirit Pill Sect really had such a treasure, how could the Nian head of their family die under the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation?
"Without a treasure that can fight against the thunder, I can still steal other people's merits. As long as our Mengshan Sword Sect unifies the world of cultivating immortals, anything can happen." True Lord Fujian never thought that such a treasure would not be able to seduce this substitute. Taoist Tianxing can only speak his true thoughts.
"You're daydreaming, don't you think you can take away other people's merits?" True Monarch Wuyou despised him seriously, even when he was dying, he was still daydreaming, if merits could be taken away so easily Didn't the merits and virtues descended from the heavens become a life-threatening talisman? Then who will do good deeds?
Although they were talking, the rain of swords did not stop. True Monarch Fujian suffered more and more injuries, and his face became pale due to excessive blood loss. That precarious appearance seemed to fall down in a second. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com