Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1952 Door Wisdom!Come get the answer!
If half of the reputation of the Yin Yang School in the Western Regions was brought about by the special technique of Yin Yang Jiuji, then the other half was the Demon Suppressing Saint Hand Formation.

The Suppressing Demon Sacred Hand Formation is the Great Formation of Yin Yang Sect Protector, which has protected the safety of Yin Yang Sect many times.

What made him famous was that there were three times when Daozu-level monsters attacked, but they were suppressed by the demon-suppressing holy hands...

Relying on dismantling the three big monsters, in terms of resources, the Yin-Yang Sect really has the confidence to rank among the first-rank sects in the Western Regions.

Now, the existence of the first-rank sect in the Western Regions, which is at the level of protecting the sect, has actually become the protective formation of Liu Lao's six-member cave.

And the sages of door wisdom are also dumbfounded at this moment.

They have known for a long time that Liu Laoliu is the only one other than the ancestor who has thoroughly understood the great formation of demon-suppressing masters, but they never imagined that...

"Sixth Junior Brother, when did he set up this formation?"

"Oh my god, there are two in our Yin-Yang sect's large array of guardians? One of them is also used to protect a private cave..."

"Also, it's not the cave where the ancestor retreated..."

……

The saints looked at each other.

what?

"Hey……"

Menzhi let out a long sigh.

He was worried that there was nothing wrong with Liu Yuan's pants, but now the problem is even more serious.

"Whether the formation is set up or not is not the key point, the key point is, why did the sixth junior brother open this formation?"

The saints were startled when they heard the words, and their expressions changed suddenly.

"He wouldn't be..."

Menzhi looked at the miserable Liu Yuan walking back, and sighed bitterly: "What I'm most worried about is that the Sixth Junior Brother opened the Demon Suppressing Saint Hand Formation because of that disciple."

The saints think so.

They can't forget that when Liu Laoliu attacked Xie Tian for the second time, he once said that this kid was interesting!
"Doesn't this mean that the sixth junior brother has taken a fancy to that disciple?"

"Isn't this the most serious situation..."

"It's over, another Tianjiao will fall into the hands of the sixth junior brother..."

"We can't sit still!" Liu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Go to the Daozang Hall to see if the old ancestor left behind a method to crack the demon-suppressing holy hand formation!"

Menzhi couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Second Senior Brother, even if there is one, do you think the ancestor would put it in the Daozang Hall?"

Liu Yuan looked sad.

Of course he knew that it was impossible for the Patriarch to let things related to the survival of the Yin Yang Sect go outside.

"But apart from the ancestor, who can untie the demon-suppressing holy hand array!" Liu Yuan wanted to cry, "Could it be that we can only do nothing?"

The saints were silent.

In silence, they racked their brains, but there was nothing they could do.

"Now we can only hope that the sixth junior brother can let that disciple go." Menzhi sighed bitterly.

"This..." The Great Elder Hengyan who had been silent all this time couldn't help but said, "Hey, it's better to hope that disciple can escape the killer move of the Sixth Junior Brother..."

Although this is impossible, compared with what the sage Menzhi said, everyone still thinks that Master Hengyan's hope is a little more reliable.

"But how is that possible?"

"Sixth Junior Brother, he is the most outstanding disciple of our generation!"

"It's not just our generation, the aptitude of the sixth junior brother is not much different from that of the ancestor!"

"Hey, the false holy pattern that made me wait for horror can only be called interesting in his mouth..."

"That little... no matter how defiant this disciple is, how can he compete with the sixth brother? Oh no, it's Zhou Xuan..."

……

For a moment, the helpless saints fell into the imagination of Xie Tian's tragic scene at this moment.

Thinking about it, they shuddered, and even closed their holy eyes, as if it was unbearable to see.

"Everyone is gone."

In the end, with a thick and discouraged voice, it sounded from Heng Yan's mouth.

He looked around at his juniors, shook his head and said: "The current situation can only be said to be a combination of accidents, we can't do anything, the only thing we can do is wait."

Wait?
Waiting for the ancestor to leave the customs?
How is this any different from waiting for the sea to change?
Liu Yuan's face turned pale, his body swayed, as if he was about to faint.

"Help Second Junior Brother to rest." Heng Yan sighed and left first.

The saints also left one after another.

Sage Menzhi, who was walking at the end, was still staring at Liu Laoliu's cave.

"Hey, if the old man can ignore the test and accept you, then such things won't happen..."

"In the final analysis, the old man is still blind..."

"Little fellow daoist, I hope you can really come out alive, as long as you live, as long as you live..."

"Unfortunately, I don't know what you are good at..."

……

Sighing in shame for a while, Menzhi Shengren also disappeared.

People who can cast even false holy patterns are very important to the Yin Yang sect.

But no matter how important it is, it is impossible for the elders of the Yin-Yang Sect to give up everything.

Can't do it, can only get away with praying.

And when it was obviously unreliable to pray for Liu Laoliu to return to normal, they could only pray that Xie Tian would survive no matter how miserable and painful he was.

At this time, in the cave mansion covered by the demon-suppressing holy hand array.

The situation is obviously not the same as the tragic scene that the saints expected.

Xie Tian, ​​who was taken back to the cave by Liu Laoliu's palm, was alone at the moment, looking around the cave.

Compared with his outer disciple's Dongfu, this Dongfu seems not only bright and beautiful, but also has no Dao slaves to serve him, but it has more original Dao aggregates that Xie Tian can't understand but can only feel.

These original Dao aggregates are floating in the extremely thick fairy air, like pearls flowing with the river.

Xie Tian closed his blood eyes, relaxed his mind, and wandered in them.

Dao Yun is like a sharp sword, he does not dodge or dodge.

Dao Yun is like a spring breeze, he is not happy or happy.

Wandering in it, he walked towards the depths of the cave with such an attitude of blending into the original Dao Yun but watching indifferently.

"He's getting more and more familiar with the realm of one sky." The evil blade trembled slightly.

Xie Yue sighed: "It's a pity that with his current aptitude and cultivation base, he can no longer bear the origin."

"So what?" Xie Ren trembled, "What he needs is not aptitude and cultivation, but great wisdom and courage to go on. Even if he can't do it now, he will always be able to do it in the future."

Xie Yue heard the words, and tentatively said: "The Lu family..."

"I won't interfere."

"You've already stepped in."

"I never intervened." Xie Ren trembled faintly, "I just told him how to face his family."

"Hey..." Xie Yue sighed, "If he knows about that..."

"I believe him." Xie Ren trembled, "And don't you think that the incident caused by him is too much of a coincidence?"

Xie Yue had a strange look on her face: "It seems that I fell before that incident."

"Oh, it can be seen that you are too weak."

……

Xie Tian, ​​who was comprehending the dense original Dao accumulation of the cave mansion in the realm of Tianyi, suddenly stopped in his tracks at a certain moment.

He opened his bloody eyes and searched around in the hazy mist of fairy spirits. After a while, he fixed his eyes, looked to the front right, and walked forward.

As he moved forward, the fairy fog was opened up little by little, as if to make way for him.

After traveling several hundred feet, he stopped, and the dense fairy mist that separated in all directions seemed to have reached the edge, revealing no longer the same kind, but a small dark wall.

The original Dao aggregates that filled the entire cave escaped from this wall.

Xie Tian waved his hand, and the dense fairy mist around him dissipated faster, and the walls gradually revealed their true colors.

But the real face is just a dark wall.

If there is anything special about it, it is that the whole body exudes an indescribable coldness.

Ordinary people seem to be able to bear this kind of cold, but the rapid beating of Xie Xin told Xie Tian that what ordinary people can bear, he may not be able to bear.

He carefully separated a ray of spirit and approached the dark wall. At this moment, a sneer came from behind.

"I, Liu Laoliu, can assure you that the only result of your strand of soul touching the wall is to annihilate your main soul along with it!"

Xie Tian was very obedient, immediately withdrew his soul, and turned around.

Afterwards, he looked at Liu Laoliu who was suspended in mid-air by the shooting bow, and sighed softly, "I just want to inquire about something, is it so difficult?"

(End of this chapter)