I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 112 Arrive in Time
At this time, several rays of light had already shot towards the royal city from all directions.

The leader was a fat-faced middle-stage foundation-establishment monk dressed in the costume of the Luoxia Sect.

I saw him standing on the flying sword with a serious face, sending out sound transmissions one after another.

"According to the information provided by Fellow Daoist Shi of Qingxumen."

"There is a young master of the Demon Sect who has set up a huge formation in the Nanqing King City, intending to sacrifice millions of souls with blood."

"Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, I, Luoxia Sect, must take it seriously."

"Things started in a hurry, and now the main force of my Luoxia Sect is unable to get away from the front line of the battle between righteousness and evil, so I have to trouble my senior brothers."

The fat-faced cultivator's tone was polite, because the few foundation-establishing cultivators on Dunguang were all foundation-establishing cultivators of the older generation who were living in the Luoxia sect not far from Zuohua, and many of them were one hundred and eighty 90 years old.

If it is not an emergency, these people will not be mobilized.

"Junior Brother Hai is too serious."

'We are greatly favored by the sect, and we will do our best to serve the sect. '

A series of old voice transmissions came.

"it is good!"

"Brothers, we all know that in order to launch the Underworld Overturning Formation, there must be foundation-building monks presiding over the four formations in the south, east, and northwest."

"Brothers, please hurry to the four corners of the royal city, find the other party, and kill him!"

"I'll find out later."

Several escaping lights in the air immediately split up and rushed towards the four corners of the royal city.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you and I will wait for a few people to go to the palace. There should be a foundation establishment demon cultivator presiding over the formation."

The fat-faced monk sent a voice transmission to Elder Shi again.

The latter immediately took Fang Han to the palace in a shuttle.

At this time, it was on the square in front of the palace hall.

The high platform for ascending the throne and offering sacrifices to heaven has been built.

All I could hear was the sound of drums and music after nine thumping cannons.

Zhong Pan Qingyang, accompanied by singing and music, the guard of honor guides, the chime bell Dalu Qingyang is excited, the dragon flag is held high, and thousands of personal soldiers hold Jinwu in their hands, and they pass by in a solemn procession.

Hundreds of ministers were divided into civil and military, and they knelt on the ground in two rows.

The eldest prince came out of the hall in a luanjia, which was pulled by twelve white horses, majestic and majestic.

At this time, the ritual officer slammed his long whip to the ground nine times.

The ceremony officially begins.

After dismounting, he climbed up to the high platform step by step wearing a gown robe and a crown with a long sword on his waist.

Just when he climbed onto the high platform, the wind and clouds were howling, and the sky and the earth changed.

At this time, the eldest prince came to the big tripod on the high platform, knelt down slowly, and read the imperial edict aloud.

"The ministers of Emperor Qing Si would like to tell the God of Haotian: The world is in turmoil, the world is not peaceful, the minister is originally Liangde, but obey the destiny, set out for Datong, and take the throne..."

If there is a cultivator who uses the Qi Watching technique at this time, he will see countless red qi gathering along with him, and these huge auras landed on the high platform and turned into pillars of qi that soared into the sky.

But if you look carefully, you will find that there is black air billowing in the red air!
At this time, inexplicable bursts of palpitations rose in everyone's hearts.

It was as if some great disaster was about to strike.

At this moment.

Suddenly, from high above the sky, there was a burst of shouting like thunder.

"Bah!"

"Where did the demonic evildoer come from, how dare to deceive the heavens, steal luck, and harm the common people."

"Everyone gets it and kills it!"

Following the stern shout, everyone in the square in front of the hall raised their heads in astonishment.

Above the sky, several immortal masters in magic robes stepped on flying swords and magic weapons, and looked down indifferently.

"Those are immortal masters!"

"So many immortal masters came to the king's city, why?"

"Who is the evildoer of the Demon Sect, and what is going on!"

There was a commotion among the crowd, and many even knelt down to the sky.

"It's the Luoxia Sect of the Zhengdao League, and the Qingxu Sect!"

The eldest prince was Xia Ziyou, when he saw the clothes of the visitor, his heart sank.

The thing I've been worrying about happened.

The night before, Lao Liu didn't return all night, and there was no news. He had already sensed that something was wrong.

"All ministers and workers, don't be fooled by the demon."

"I am the real Son of Heaven, blessed by God!"

Xia Ziyou waved his hand.

"Quick, activate the formation!"

He shouted loudly.

Under the ground of the palace, at a depth of one hundred feet, there is a huge and strange formation. The twisted blood-colored formations are like spider webs, extending in all directions, all over the entire underground of the palace.

In the center of the magic circle is a blood-colored skull, and a magician from the foundation-building stage is sitting in the circle. At this moment, he suddenly injects mana into the circle, and the circle lights up instantly, and a series of shining auras follow the patterns of the formation. Like lightning, it spread around the royal city.

However, after a while.

The world he had imagined was turned upside down, and the blood sacrifice to thousands of creatures did not appear.

"It's the base!"

"The array foundation has been destroyed!"

The Foundation Establishment Moxiu, who presided over the formation, exclaimed.

At the same time, at the four corners of the royal city, there were bursts of earth-shattering fighting sounds. It was obvious that the demon cultivators guarding the four formations were discovered by the monks of the Luoxia Sect.

This time, Xia Ziyou already knew that there was nothing he could do.

He made a move immediately.

Immediately, several black shadows rushed out from the ground of the palace, and rushed straight to the sky, blocking the monks of the Righteous Dao League.

Lurking in the palace, he only brought Lao Liu with him, but there were several foundation-establishing demon cultivators who had been lurking underground to help him build the heaven-shattering array.

Sword Qi, spells, radiance, fireball burst.

There was a sudden battle in the air.

At this moment, everyone on the ground was in chaos and fled in all directions. For everyone, the battle of immortal masters was tantamount to the coming of the power of heaven, and the sky collapsed and the earth fell apart.

As for Xia Ziyou himself, he sacrificed a flying car spirit weapon and disappeared quickly.

"Nephew Fang, stop him!"

Elder Shi, who was fighting fiercely with the Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivator in the air, shouted.

Fang Han immediately manipulated Elder Shi's flying shuttle spirit weapon, and chased after Xia Ziyou.

Xia Ziyou's flying car spirit weapon was obviously bestowed by his ancestors, and it is very luxurious.

However, in terms of speed alone, it is not as good as Elder Shi's flying shuttle spirit weapon.

Although Fang Han didn't refine the flying shuttle spirit weapon, he was not familiar with it at first.

But after only a short while, he gradually became proficient and his speed increased.

The distance between the two began to gradually approach.

"Leave me!"

Fang Han patted the storage bag.

The wind-attribute flying sword was already too fast to cover its ears, and it came after the first strike, slashing at the speeding spirit weapon that was fleeing ahead.

Only a light ding was heard.

The flying sword hit the speeding car, but it was shaken and flew back backwards.

The speeding car itself is already a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and it is extremely strong. The flying sword didn't break through the speeding car, but only caused the speeding car to pause in the air.

In this split second, Fei Shuo had already caught up.

Fang Han jumped out of the shuttle like a big bird and rushed towards the speeding car.

"court death!"

Xia Ziyou, who was in the speeding car, had a look of disdain in his eyes.

With a wave of his sleeve, a black anaconda shot out quickly, biting Fang Han's throat in the air with a big mouth.

Just as Fang Han raised his flying sword again and was about to cut off the black anaconda, the latter opened his mouth wide, and a jet of black water spewed out, and after a while, it turned into a dense mass of black water arrows. Go out and cover Fang Han in the air up, down, left, right, and in all directions!
The dense black water arrows had a strong smell of blood, and Fang Han, who swooped in mid-air, had almost nowhere to hide!

(End of this chapter)