I picked up the villain after wearing the book

Two months passed.

There is a chilling look in the whole world.

When the catastrophe started, countless blood-colored catastrophe clouds shrouded the sky, lingering.

This is a signal between heaven and earth, representing the fortune of the entire heaven and earth.

Jiang Lian sat cross-legged in the city. At this moment, his aura was more simple and consistent, and he seemed to be returning to the basics.

Although he has not passed the second stage of catastrophe and reached the point where his aura penetrates the world, it is obvious that his aura is even stronger.

The whole world is silent and indifferent, chilling, waiting for war.

"Calculating the date, more than two months have passed, and Shen Potian has not come back. Could it be that on the way, if he saw a saint from the monster clan, he would run away to make ends meet?" Jiang Lian couldn't help guessing like this.

After all, in his impression, Shen Potian is such a person.

It's obviously going to do business, it's obviously serious and scary, but this kind of person is able to do something at this time, no matter if it's a witch or a holy goddess, as long as it's a woman, it seems that they can't escape the damn son of luck charm.

This is a bit difficult.

He glanced at the paperwork piled up in front of him.

Jiang Lian sighed softly, and the momentum of the Yaozu became more and more fierce.

Possibly, it will only be one or two days before they invade the Southern Region.

Jiang Lian was determined to save them, but he also knew that the Yaozu would not let it go until they broke into the Southern Region.

After hitting the stage of transforming gods, there is still transcendence, and there is also a demon saint.

I can't finish killing, and I feel powerless.

I can only guard the Eastern Territory firmly. As for the Southern Territory, there are quite a few people who go to the Zongmen, and they can be regarded as doing their part.

The situation is getting more and more serious. The nine cities in the Eastern Region are all occupied by the powerful from various sects.

This was also the first time Jiang Lian saw Cheng Yi's living person.

This is a handsome 28-nine-year-old with a face like a bright moon, but his expression is not as serious as the ruthless way, but rather kind.

Using the ruthless method as a sentient person makes him seem out of tune with the ordinary ruthless dao.

The person who is too good is in the next city, so Jiang Lian didn't ask much.

The number of gods in the Eastern Region is almost all here.

This group of people died in battle, and there are still younger generations of their own sect behind them, and they can still guarantee that the inheritance will not be extinguished.

a moment.

Cheng Yi who was next door moved slightly, stood up, and looked at the Southern Territory. In the infinite distance, he seemed to have noticed something, and his face gradually became silent.

Nine Great Immortal City.

This is where the main force of the human race is.

Countless strong men gathered here, forming the first line of defense to defend the four domains of the world.

There are so many strong people, they don't need to stand here, and they don't need to bear the life and death of the human race on their shoulders. They are all successful people and can hide out. The monster race is here for the secret realm, but it is not It will take great effort to attack the fairy gate.

but.

After all, there are so many righteous men in the human race, who are not afraid of burying their bones in foreign lands, protecting the hundreds of millions of people behind them, and doing their best.

If the monks are all cultivated, then this world is really meaningless.

For the sake of hundreds of millions of people, they used their flesh and blood to form a line of defense.

but.

The demon clan is too powerful.

Countless strong men flew into the air and fought with the Yaozu for several months.

Scarred, blood splashed in the sky.

Even under such circumstances, it is still difficult to compete with the Yaozu.

In the sky, at least ten powerful auras slammed into the Yaozu. These powerful auras were at least at the level of the God Transformation Tribulation, and some were even above the triple level.

The old man Yin Luo looked at the sky, and his eyes were a little blurred.

"There are too many experts in Da Luotian and Guangyang Palace. If I was in the heyday of Nine Profound Sect, I would be able to compare with the sum of these two great immortal sects. But now, even one of the hidden sects is qualified to surpass it." us."

"There are also some experts from Wushi Daomen and other immortal sects among them. It's a pity that no one from my Nine Profound Sect can participate in a battle of this level."

The old man Yin Luo regards these as honors.

A fairy gate, a powerful fairy gate, the most fundamental thing is its own strength.

The current strength of Jiuxuanmen is almost no worse than those fairy gates in the Eastern Region.

However, compared with the two great fairy gates in the Southern Territory, there is still a gap.

but.

Now that the catastrophe is over, I don't know how many of these top powerhouses are left.

Each monster robbery lasts about two years, and two years is enough time for this group of monsters to turn the southern region upside down.

At present, it has only been more than three months.

There is enough time for the Yaozu to clear the Southern Territory.

boom!
Another big wave of beasts rushed up, these monsters were not afraid of death, their eyes were as bright red as blood, I don't know if they were bewitched by something or what, the power of the blood was flickering, and they almost blew up one after another Come.

Yan Lingxiu felt the big formation, and his face changed slightly.

Since these large formations have been under maintenance, the major sects have also started to invest a large amount of spiritual stones one after another. I thought they could last for a while, but now it seems that the situation should not be too severe.

As for blocking the monster clan and letting the monster clan fight against the rat, this point, even when they were dreaming, they didn't dare to think so beautifully.

All they want is to be able to support for a while longer.

The longer it lasts, the less damage will be suffered by the Southern Region, and even the Four Great Regions.

This is what they believe in.

There were continuous roaring sounds, and a large wave of light flickered, washing away like water ripples.

humming sound.

Hearing this voice, Yan Lingxiu's expression almost became serious for a moment.

He is too familiar with this voice, it is the voice of formation formation.

He boarded the tower and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, the endless bloody halo outside was flickering.

Then it turned into a blood-colored tornado and flung towards the top of the formation.

Almost in an instant, the formation shook slightly.

This has never happened before. Although Yaozu was able to shake some parts of the big formation before, it will be repaired soon.

Now, it was able to shake the entire formation.

"Is this the Yaozu? Sure enough, they are proficient in formations." Yan Lingxiu's eyes turned cold.

The Yaozu used endless blood of the Yaozu to condense the supreme formation. During this period, the Yaozu who blew up did not waste at all.

Previously, the monster race was consumed by self-explosion to consume, and now it is using those blood to form a large formation.

Perhaps the Yaozu had already prepared it, and there should be array patterns buried under the ground.

Yan Lingxiu couldn't even notice it, which is enough to show the brilliance of the monster clan who set up the formation.

Now that the formation has started, the Nine Great Immortal City is almost crumbling.

At this moment, Yan Lingxiu understood the cruelty of war.

Yaozu took countless lives to walk a bloody road, because they had no time to waste.

The cracks in the star sea will close at any time, and at that time, it may not be possible to go back for decades.

Under the blow of the formation, it has even surpassed the level of transforming gods.

Bloody tornadoes bombarded the formation, dimming the formation in the Nine Great Immortal City for a moment.

Countless spirit stones were burning, expanding into the formation, and the formation regained its luster.

However, this is not the solution.

Yan Lingxiu looked at the formation in the distance, thinking constantly in his heart.

If he passes by this time and wants to destroy the pattern, can he avoid those terrifying bloody tornadoes?
However, this should be the only way at present, and he wants to try it.

"Young man, have you seen the way?" A voice quietly appeared beside him, making Yan Lingxiu's expression tense up instantly.

Subconsciously, he blasted out an attack, but it seemed that he had thought of something before he retracted his hand.

The voice is extremely hoarse, unlike ordinary people.

Yan Lingxiu looked over, then slightly cupped his hands, "Senior."

"You are a good kid, and you react quickly." The old man beside him sighed softly. "It is rare in the world to reach the stage of transformation in the age of a weak crown, and to be proficient in formations. It is really enviable."

"Senior praised you absurdly." Yan Lingxiu didn't think too much of it.

Beside him was a skinny old man with his hands behind his back and his body bent. His skin was wrinkled like old tree bark. He almost didn't have any blood essence, and his thin skin and bones could pass through that layer. Gray-black complexion, bones can be seen.

There are even a few long hairs on the head, like withered weeds, without the slightest luster.

"Can you see some formation methods?" The old man asked casually.

"The juniors feel that the formation heart of this formation is on the formation flag, it is hidden in the void, and there are two treasures around it to suppress it, and the worst is probably the quality of the Taoist level. However, as long as the formation flag is destroyed, then It’s much easier to come down.”

When Yan Lingxiu said this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man, "Senior, don't you want to go there? In your current state, it may not be suitable, so I'll go."

Yan Lingxiu didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but the old man's eyes were sharp, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes when he looked at the formation flag.

Only then did Yan Lingxiu realize that the old man asked what he was doing.

However, Yan Lingxiu also told the truth, he could see so much.

"Okay, thank you, young man, you are a genius of my human race. It is hard to imagine that there are people who are proficient in formations in my human race. If it was ten years earlier, the old man might still accept you as a disciple. Now that the old man is old, even if he is Do your best for this world." The old man shook his head with a smile and said slowly.

Then under Yan Lingxiu's gaze, the old man's body slowly straightened up.

Endless and full of blood gushed out from his body, and it didn't take long for the withered complexion to become full again, and the gray complexion also turned to be fair.

A head of long black hair fluttered.

In the end, the age was fixed at around 30 years old.

"Senior." Although Yan Lingxiu was used to seeing life and death, he was still a little moved.

The old man seemed to sigh a little.

Full strength and extremely exuberant and majestic vitality, this is something that has not been seen for a long time.

"If it hadn't been for the battle in the Middle Ages, the old man had injured his origin, but his lifespan would not have dried up now. With the strength of the old man when he was young, he could still be considered a strong man of the generation." The old man in front of him smiled, and then his figure turned into a sharp edge. The sword rushed out.

Yan Lingxiu was horrified, a strong man from the Middle Ages?
At least ten thousand years have passed since now, and Taishang Dao really deserves to be an ancient inheritance.

After the old man walked out, a bloody tornado blasted towards him in an instant.

The old man did not dodge or dodge, he held the tornado in his hand, and then squeezed it lightly, and it exploded instantly.

Yan Lingxiu looked a little shocked.

What level of strength is this?

detachment?

There are people of such a level in Taishangdao?
However, as if thinking of something, Yan Lingxiu's eyes became more and more shocked, "Reverend Daoist? Is he not dead?"

The peerless powerhouse in the sky destroyed several tornadoes in an instant and approached the central area.

There, array patterns danced in the void.

Formed a series of exercises.

The old man just waved his hand lightly, and a sword energy surged out in his hand, smashing towards the void.

During the whole process, there was no sloppiness in the slightest, and every ounce of strength was used to the utmost.

There was a rumbling sound in the void, but in an instant, the space there was shattered, revealing a formation flag.

The formation flag was constantly shining with luster, its lines flickered, and blood-colored halos burst out from there.

The old man shook his head lightly, raised his hand and a burst of sword energy gushed out, instantly destroying the flag, revealing two extremely terrifying auras.

It is really two Taoist artifacts.

There is no doubt about how precious the Taoist artifact is.

Among the fairy gates, there are very few things of this level.

The old man looked at those two things.

One is an ancient bow, which still has a strong smell of blood on it, and the other is a sword.

The long sword did not have a scabbard, and was easily held by the old man.

As for the bow, it was also humming and trembling. The old man smiled, and with his powerful momentum, he instantly suppressed it.

The entire void was buzzing under the aura of the old man.

Even if the Taoist weapon has some spirituality, it is still useless and vulnerable to absolute strength.

"Young man, I'll see you off." The old man looked over and threw the ancient bow into the city, where Yan Lingxiu held it in his hand.

As for the long sword, the old man's eyes flickered as he looked at the battlefield in the sky.

"I'll give you this sword. Go on the road." Wei Wei raised her hand.

A destructive force condensed from the old man's sword, the void seemed to be unable to bear this force, and trembled.

The long sword then turned into a stream of light and flew into the air.

The place it crossed was like a long line, destroying the void, and the air of chaos continuously surged out from the sword.

The dozen or so monsters hardly even let out a scream.

Immediate death.

The old man also looked towards the sky, sighed softly, and his body slowly turned into a stream of light, completely dissipating between the sky and the earth.

It seemed that nothing was left behind, but the shocking sword just now was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.