Wild boar

Chapter 125 Introducing the Wolf
"The spirit of the formation sent the seven uncles, who entered the Vientiane Formation to guard the nodes of the formation." Ling Zhuochen, with a childish look on his face, said loudly while holding up the jade sign.

"Respect."

The shadow of the Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared and circulated in the hall.

A small circle of light appeared at the feet of a Ling family monk. His expression was solemn and decisive. The light under his feet covered his body. Before he disappeared, everyone including Ling Zhuochen and Ling Zhuohua clasped their fists. He roared: "Great wind!"

The strong wind blows and the clouds fly, and the strong warriors guard the four directions.

At this time, Ling Zhuochen and Ling Zhuohua were sitting on the Yin Yang Fish Eye Card of the Tai Chi Diagram respectively, watching everything happening in the formation.

Half an hour later, Ling Guangxian died in battle.

Although Ling Guangxian was blessed by a large formation, he was still no match for the Golden elixir cultivator. The two sides fought fiercely for half an hour, and Ling Guangxian was turned into flesh and blood all over the sky by the magic weapon.

The Jindan monks in Zhishang Palace are also proficient in formations, and the effectiveness of trapping formations in blocking enemies is greatly reduced.

To be defeated so easily, Ling Zhuochen and Ling Zhuohua were angry, shocked, and deeply frightened.

Tian Renchuan, the golden elixir monk of Zhishang Palace, followed the formation and rushed to the second formation node. The person guarding this position was Ling Hongen, the elder of the Ling family.

At this moment, Ling Hongen's old voice came into the hall through the formation spirit.

"Zhuo Chen! A total of eight nodes can be set up in the Bagua Vientiane Formation. If these eight nodes are broken at the same time, then the Golden Core cultivator can find the formation center located in the Nine Palaces of Taihe Hall."

"If the defenders of these eight positions die in battle, they can use the formation spirits to replenish them and form a wheel battle against the enemy. Now that the reclamation position has been broken and the Kun position is vacant, you can use the formation spirits to obtain the consent of Bai Yuan and Situ Yuanpeng. Let the two of them guard the Po and Kun positions respectively."

"Zhuo Chen! If all of our god-training monks die in battle, let the family's gang-training monks take up the positions. If the gang-training monks die in battle, let the qi-training disciples take up the positions. I don't believe that we can't die. he!"

"Zhuo Chen! You must remember that our Tianchi Ling family can only die standing up."

After Ling Hongen finished speaking, a huge hole was torn open in the formation space he was in.

Jindan monk Tian Renchuan came in with boundless power.

"Strong wind!" Ling Hong'en roared, and the evil spirits and magic formations in his body merged into one. The power of the magic weapon increased tenfold, and it was so powerful that it could compete with the magic weapon of the Jindan monk.

An hour later, Ling Hongen died in battle.

Two hours later, Ling Yuyang died in battle.

Three hours later, Ling Shulong died in battle.

The god-training monks in the family died one after another. Ling Zhuochen and Ling Zhuohua burst into tears. These mainstays of the family were dead. Even if the family survived, how could they stand on Tianchi Mountain.

"Sister, now there are only four positions left: Dui, Li, Kun, and Gen. Bai Yuan and Situ Yuanpeng have experienced a battle before and their mana has not yet recovered. I ranked them in the last two positions of Kun and Gen. With the current combat power displayed by the Jindan monk, they can persist for 3 to 4 hours at most."

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"The elders are not afraid of sacrifice, and we can't back down, sister! You go and gather all the monks in the clan and ask them to write suicide notes and fill up their positions. I, Tianchi Mountain, must kill him this time!" Ling Zhuochen said with an expression on his face! He said coldly.

Adi has already given up.

Ling Zhuohua pushed open the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Outside the door was a small square that could accommodate a hundred people. Beyond the square was a quiet Tianchi.

"Fairy Zhuohua." A disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall wearing a white robe respectfully stood outside the door and saluted Ling Zhuohua.

"Yan Fei, how many monks are there in my Ling family practicing the Gang Stage?" Ling Zhuohua asked.

"Reporting to Fairy Zhuohua, our Ling family, together with the disciples with other surnames, has a total of 580 monks in the Gang training period, more than half of whom are traveling abroad, and only 670 remain in Tianchi Mountain, of which at least 550 are capable of fighting. "Ling Yanfei said loudly.

"Yan Fei! I order you to summon them immediately and ask them to write suicide notes and enter the mountain guarding formation to fight against the Golden Core monks." Ling Zhuohua said solemnly.

What! ?Has the situation reached such a crisis?

Ling Yanfei showed a look of astonishment, because he was also one of the 550 people. He never thought that he would fight against the Jindan monks. This was two big realms away. Even with the blessing of a large formation, it would be like dying. What's the difference! ?

"Okay, Fairy Zhuohua, I'll do it right away." Ling Yanfei put aside his shocked expression and readily agreed.

Two hours later.

Jindan cultivator Tian Renchuan killed seven Ling family cultivators in the spiritual training stage. He was not mentally exhausted at all, but his mana was somewhat depleted.

In the enemy's mountain-protecting formation, it was impossible for Tian Inchuan to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He could only rely on elixirs and spiritual stones to replenish the missing spiritual energy. The consumption every moment was extremely astonishing.

But now the elixirs and spiritual stones have been almost consumed. If this continues indefinitely, Tian Inchuan will definitely die.

As long as the green hills are still there, I am not afraid of running out of firewood, so I have to find a way to escape.

Tian Renchuan has already thought about retreating. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. As a Jindan monk, he really shouldn't be angered by a junior and put himself in danger.

But before that, Tian Renchuan had to clear all eight positions of the Bagua Vientiane Formation so that he could figure out the real way out.

Tian Renchuan threw away the middle-grade spirit stone in his hand that had no spiritual energy, tore the space apart again, and came to the last formation space of the Bagua Vientiane Formation.

Kun bit.

A man in white with a sneer on his face stood here waiting for him for a long time.

Bai Yuan!

Very good, I'll kill you and leave.

Tian Renchuan spit out the magical golden sword and fought with Bai Yuan.

About half an hour later.

There was a loud bang, and the entire light curtain on the top of Tianchi Mountain shook.

The snow on the ring peak collapsed, forming a small avalanche.

Tian Renchuan self-destructed the golden sword magic weapon, blasting countless cracks in the space of the formation. A golden elixir escaped along the cracks in the space and flew out of the formation.

Bai Yuan stood with a sword in hand, his whole body covered in blood. He relied on the blessing of Tianchi Mountain's protective formation to kill Tianrenchuan by himself.

Bai Yuan and Situ Yuanpeng disappeared out of thin air. They came to the Nine Palaces of Taihe Hall and met the son and daughter left by Ling Daoxing.

A young man with an immature face, about fifteen or sixteen years old, stood up. He imitated his elders and said, "Master Bai, if you come thousands of miles away to help me, my Tianchi Ling family will never..."

puff!

"Ah!" Ling Zhuohua screamed. She saw with her own eyes that the great hero who turned the tide stabbed Adi's chest with his sword.

Unfortunately, this is Ling Zhuohua's only relative left in the world.

Ling Zhuochen was spitting out blood. He was not dead yet, but was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Bai Yuan took the formation token and storage bag from Ling Zhuochen's hand, untied Ling Zhuochen's crown, pulled the half-dead man aside and started searching for his soul.

Situ Yuanpeng used his backhand to control Ling Zhuohua.

Ling Zhuohua was also in the Gang training stage and could not resist in front of Situ Yuanpeng, who was in the God training stage.

(End of this chapter)