Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 342: Opportunity to break the formation
No, can't give up!
The emperor's wish has not yet been realized, how can the great cause of spreading arms across the world end here!

Even if I risk my life, I will break this formation and level the Eternal City!

The ancestor priest holds the original book of Weiqilu in his hand tightly. It is the hard work of the magicians of the Eternal Life Palace. It not only records countless magics, but also many secrets, such as ancient history, celebrities in the world, treasures of heaven and earth, divination prophecies, etc.

The paper of this grimoire is made of the skin of the Snake Lord, and the content is written with the Snake Soul Yuanjing. It is a powerful magic item in itself, and its power far exceeds the ghost skull scepter of the ancestor priest.

It has a high status and extraordinary significance. No magician has ever used it as a tool to perform magic. But now that the magic power of the ancestor priest has dried up and the scepter has been cut off by the pardoning official, there is no choice.

The white-haired old woman gritted her teeth, and the hesitation in her eyes suddenly cleared. She exerted force on her hands, and the grimoire that she once regarded as a treasure was torn apart. The pieces of paper were quickly circling in the air like birds, with surging energy. Come together quickly.

The ancestor priest suppressed the trembling of his hands, and while waving them in a weird and unspeakable pattern, he quickly recited a lengthy incantation.

The six-pointed star glowing with faint purple light unfolded under the ancestor priest. The pages flying in the air suddenly landed like birds in the forest, and the words on each page emitted a dazzling light.

The strong annular airflow spread out in circles, and everything flying in the air, whether it was red and blue flower petals or green feathers, frost and snow, were all pushed far away, and a pure land of ten meters in radius was formed around the ancestor priest.

"The spirit of the ancestors, the shadow of false thoughts, grant me the ability to see the forms of all spirits!"

With the piercing scream of the ancestor priest, like a cuckoo crying blood, the six-pointed star formation burst into the sky and the light beam shot straight into the night sky. The sky of nothingness suddenly became turbulent, the stars were out of position, the red moon had no light, and something invisible was emerging.

"No! Bentian's Evil, Yin-Yang Borrowing Method, Born Red Moon, Cherry Blossom Transformation!"

When the Onmyoji saw that the ancestor priest might have discovered You Tian's true form, he immediately cast the Bentian evil spell, causing the red moon in the sky to fall straight down!

The huge celestial body expanded in sight at an incredible speed, exerting tremendous pressure before it even reached it. Several people from the Eternal Life Hall tried to intercept it, but the power of this attack was as overwhelming as a mountain, and it was irresistible.

They could only watch helplessly as the crimson moon kissed the earth, and then exploded into a sky filled with cherry snow, mixed with dots of bright red. I wonder if it was blood or tears?
"Obviously it's just a little bit close, it's so shameful——!"

The shrill wail disappeared in a flash, and the sky-reaching light pillar dissipated.

When Zhao Muzun waved away the broken cherry petals with his palm, he saw the white-haired old woman curled up and lying on the ground. She was wearing a ragged black robe, and the strings of amethysts embellished on it were shattered into slag.

He hurriedly stepped forward and saw that her chest was still rising and falling slightly, and immediately used his inner strength to protect her damaged heart.

During the battle, the turbulent air of the cloud flowed all over the ancestor priest's body in an extremely gentle manner. Zhao Muzun used this to explore her injuries, and couldn't help frowning deeply.

The meridians are cut off, all the five internal organs are injured, the qi and blood are scattered, and the life is not long.

What makes Zhao Muzun even more concerned is that the original ancestor priest once drank the divine spring of youth and has returned to youth. His old appearance is just to numb the outside world.

But just now, Zhaomu Zun sensed the true essence, and the body of the ancestor priest was completely like an old man, and the youthful vitality brought to her by the divine spring of youth was completely lost.

It seems that the effect of the Fountain of Youth is not absolute.

Being in the enemy formation, he had no time to think deeply. He could only turn around and respond to the enemy after temporarily locking the ancestor priest's vitality. If he could break the formation as soon as possible and bring the ancestor priest back to the Palace of Eternal Life, with their mysterious immortality skills, there might be a chance of recovery.

"The ancestor priest is seriously injured. I will temporarily take over his duties and lead you to break the formation. Do you have any objections?"

Zhaomu Zun's voice accurately reached the ears of the few people who were still awake. Yin Qiujun had no objection, and the man in purple was doing everything he could.

The madman yelled: "I don't understand this anyway, just do whatever you say, hurry up and break this bird formation!"

His good brother Killer God Hunter is also in urgent need of treatment.Seeing that the situation was decided, Cai Mai also acquiesced.

"Oh? Zhaomu Zun, aren't you still determined to give up?"

The Onmyoji unfolded his folding fan and lightly covered his lips. The crimson cherry blossoms gathered behind him as if they were spiritual, and turned into a red moon in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, Grand Master, why are you bluffing? We have destroyed the three magic formations one after another, and the remaining power has been integrated into your red moon and cherry blossom formation. The attack just now was at the expense of burning the origin of the magic formation. Now in the four seasons The magic circle is broken, and your red moon is nothing more than a flashy empty shell."

Zhaomu Zun did not look at the gloomy face of the Onmyoji, and ordered the purple-clothed man and the crying Mai Yi: "Please hold the Taishi and Taifu, I will join hands with Yin Qiujun to lock the spirit of Youtian."

"You can't do it!" Si Wujun shouted loudly: "Priest Ancestral Priest just now seems to be only one step away, but if you miss it by a hair, you will be wrong by a thousand miles. That one step away is a natural chasm that is elusive and out of reach."

Zhaomu Zun and Yin Qiujun looked at each other and laughed: "We have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, but we can't compare with the half-baked magic in the Palace of Eternal Life. Let me show you today!"

The two Taoists stood facing each other, thick clouds of air gurgling out from under their respective robes, and soon spread out on the ground, making people feel like they had ascended to the immortal world.

They stretched out their right hands, their palms facing each other seemingly touching each other, but there was a subtle distance between them.

"Adhere to the way of heaven, transform the two rituals, purple gold, cloud outer mirror, and determine the six poles at the end of the world."

A mysterious light spread out in all directions with the palms of the two people as the center, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into a round mirror with a diameter of one foot or three feet.

Although Zhao Muzun and Yin Qiujun have different appearances and temperaments, when viewed from the side, they look like the same person looking in the mirror, and they are each other's reflection.

However, the man in purple and Mai Mai who were standing behind the Taoist found that no matter which side they looked at, no one was reflected in the light mirror.

A premonition of danger erupted from the bottom of Onmyoji's heart, and they must not be allowed to continue their exploration!
"The cherry blossoms are swaying!"

"Blue-winged Phantom Feather!"

Green and red intertwined into a majestic torrent, about to engulf everyone in the Changsheng Palace. Crying Mai immediately waved Ciling Sword to meet them. The man in purple sighed and drew out a green long sword.

"I have no choice but to be serious."

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"Have you really made up your mind? You know, once this step is taken, there is no chance of turning back."

In the Everlasting City, in the Arctic Palace, two figures, one purple and one black, looked at each other.

Blessing Heavenly Official's face was expressionless: "Others don't know the true horror of the alien demon world. You and I know it clearly. A powerful dynasty can maximize the unity of combat power and reduce losses. What's more, in addition to the demon world, there are also Hell Island, Japan and many other forces are watching, and none of them can be dealt with by an ordinary single force."

"You know that's not what I'm asking."

The same voice as that of the Blessing Heavenly Official sounded, as if talking to himself.

"Are you really going to give up on the Sensory Dragon?"

(End of this chapter)