Cultivating Immortals from the Heavens: Starting from a Mortal

Chapter 83 Formation Space
"It's almost there!" Yan Qingyun glanced at the things within the range of the formation, and he also wanted to try the power of the formation: "Masters and uncles, enter the formation!"

The disciples on their side all have their own tokens, and can easily be drawn by the formation and enter the formation.The fog in front of him gradually dissipated, leaving only circles of light.

The demon monks are mainly Wang Chan, and there are two alchemy monks beside him, and he can't wait to spit out fire at this moment: "Yan Qingyun, you have no choice! I only hate it."

"No trick!" Yan Qingyun laughed and said, "Did no one tell you that the formation is the world of the formation master? This is my world, and I am the master here."

"Get up!"

Yan Qingyun raised his arms up and down, embracing a Tai Chi universe in front of his chest. As the yin and yang manifested, the seven circles of light turned into seven beams of light, "Inject spiritual power, death power!"

"Heh!" The disciples of the seven sects poured their mana into the beam of light one after another, and the disk in Yan Qingyun's hand slowly spun, and the yin, yang and five elements turned into seven colors of sword light. Slowly evolving Zhoutian stars, the moment the densely packed stars emerged, they found that they had entered another world completely, and the murderous aura was constantly rising.

"Formation space!" A core-forming cultivator of the Demonic Dao said in horror: "This is the legendary formation space. Non-Yuanying monks can't compete with it, run away!"

"What!" The faces of the magic monks completely changed.The eyes of Hong Fu and the others were also very exciting, but Yan Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, "You have some knowledge, but it's a pity that you are too stupid. Since you are here, don't leave!"

"Five Thunders!"

"Boom card!" The five beams of light instantly turned into divine thunder, bursting away suddenly, and the overwhelming thunder light turned into a world of five elements and five directions.

"Thunder! Descend!"

The sky above the head, which coincides with the five-element thunder method, suddenly shot out arcs of electric arcs, with the positive five-element formation talisman on the top and the anti-five-element formation talisman on the bottom.

"Ahhhhhh!" The whole land turned into a black swamp, but these swamps contained unimaginably terrifying lightning, and more and more people fell into it.

"Boom card!" The dazzling white light in the sky enveloped the entire sky, and those alchemy cultivators suspended in the air were chased by electric snakes, they could hold one but not two, they could hold two, they couldn't Live in ten roads.

"Set up the formation, quickly set up the formation!" The floating soft sedan chair of the Ghost Spirit Sect couldn't hold it anymore, and all the disciples gathered on the bone flying boat, condensing the formation of the flying boat to resist.

"Boom!" Yan Qingyun clasped his palms together, and black and white thunderbolts crashed from both poles of the sky and earth at the same time. One hit the bow of the ship from the sky, and the other hit the stern from the back. The destructive power burst out in an instant.

"Touch!" The huge bone flying boat was instantly destroyed.

At the same time, in the base camp of the Demon Dao, a terrifying aura swept across the world, heading straight for the cloud formation, several Nascent Soul figures in the sky looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's going on?" Patriarch Linghu frowned.

"Old Devil Yunlu, it's a Nascent Soul cultivator!" As soon as these words came out, the Nascent Soul of the Seven Sects was also shocked, and they agreed not to make a move, but unexpectedly, the other party lost their temper.

The only female monk snorted coldly: "Yan Qingyun's formation is too evil, we can't see through it, there must be something important happening inside, these old devils can't sit still. Stop him!"

As soon as they made a move, several Nascent Soul cultivators also rushed out from the side of the Demonic Dao to fight, but without exception, they all had no intention of fighting, got rid of everyone's entanglement, and rushed into the formation regardless.

"Boom!" Old Demon Yunlu was the one who moved the fastest. At this moment, he struck with all his strength, as if he had plunged into a quagmire. In a moment, the bloody aura rushed back again.

"What?" Old Devil Yunlu brazenly unleashed a terrifying sharp blade in his palm, completely splitting the aura, but nothing could be seen from the formation under the cloud.

"Old monster, you guys said that you can't make a move in the Nascent Soul Stage!" the woman said with cold eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Old Demon Yunlu snorted coldly: "The loss of more than ten alchemy cultivators is a big knot. Get out of here!"

After all, he rushed directly into the formation.

Everyone looked at each other, with indescribable horror in their hearts, and rushed into the formation one after another.

"Be careful!" Hong Fu exclaimed when he saw the escaping light, "It's Yuanying cultivator Yunlu Patriarch!"

Yan Qingyun's seal formula changed again, a surging and mighty aura gathered on him, a yin and yang fish suddenly appeared in front of him, and a terrifying thunder light surged up to meet that figure.

"Boom!" In the face of Boom, he didn't suffer a loss. In an instant, several figures came to the formation space, and they all showed horror when they saw the scene in front of them.

At this moment, there is no more than one out of ten demon camps, and they fell into the strange black thunder pool. Dozens of elites who had achieved alchemy and foundation establishment were bombarded by the ubiquitous thunder, and their faces were scorched black. Can't stop.

The most frightening thing is that Yan Qingyun survived a head-on blow with Old Demon Yunlu.

"Formation space!" Old Demon Yunlu said these four words slowly, and everyone's hearts trembled. "Old ghost Linghu, you are waiting too much."

Ancestor Linghu's mouth twitched, how did he know that Yan Qingyun's formation technique was so terrifying, no wonder he said that the formation technique cannot be broken, and the disciples of the magic way can't go any further, just kidding, how do we get in?
Yan Qingyun frowned slightly: "What do you mean? Nascent Soul leapfrogged and killed Foundation Establishment!"

"Pfft!" Many monks were totally defenseless by these words. It would be shameful enough for Nascent Soul to kill Foundation Establishment, but his leapfrog use is even better.

"Hehe!" Old Demon Yunlu smiled faintly: "Yan Qingyun, I know you, I thought you were a formation master, and the formation of a human formation is already very remarkable. I didn't expect to have a formation space, which is unimaginable. But the formation The space is comparable to that of a baby monk, you are fouling."

"According to the agreement, if you do it, we can do it too!"

Yan Qingyun was not frightened by his one or two words and said: "Then invite all the ancestors to join the battle, set up a battle, if there is a Nascent Soul cultivator leading the battle, I am sure to leave one or two yuan Infant old devil, may I ask who is going to stay?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked strange.Old Demon Yunlu laughed loudly and said, "Old Ghost Linghu, is that what you guys mean too?"

Patriarch Linghu pondered for a moment, glanced at the other Nascent Soul cultivators, and said: "We have won this battle, fellow Daoist Yunlu, retreat, and we can talk about other things slowly!"

Some words should not be known to the disciples. In fact, they have already started to arrange for the evacuation. Yan Qingyun fought this battle with his personal emotions inside.

"Withdraw!" Patriarch Yunlu said coldly, many demonic disciples retreated one by one as if they had been pardoned, and Wang Chan was also taken away by the disciples of Ghost Spirit Sect like a dead dog.

(End of this chapter)