Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 217 [In the Ten Jue Formation, Formation Space]

"The last general takes orders."

Seven people stood up together. They all had extraordinary cultivation. They were all powerful Golden Immortals. As the second-generation disciples of Jie Jiao, they were selected to be on the list. They still had extraordinary talents.

Moreover, as a substitute for those on the list, Chan taught the Golden Immortals not to be stingy. They used various golden elixirs, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures to create a group of powerful Golden Immortals in just a few hundred years. At the same time, the spiritual treasures in their hands were extraordinary. , the worst ones are all mid-grade Houtian Lingbao.

These people are considered good among monks of the same level of cultivation, but when they meet disciples like Yang Jiao and others who have been taught so carefully, they are simply incomparable. Not only their cultivation, but also their combat power is as different as a chasm. .

"We entered the battle together. If there is any difference, we will retreat immediately."

"Yes."

This is indeed the most appropriate arrangement. If ten people join the battle together, even if some emergencies occur, the entire army will not be wiped out.

Especially, with Yang Jiao and Taiyi Jinxian Xiu as the leading leaders, they can handle any problems if they arise.

It has to be said that after several battles, Yang Jiao's temperament became more and more calm, and he was not at all as dull as he was at the beginning.

"In this way, this grand formation is handed over to you. I wish you success here."

Ji Fa accompanied him and was very satisfied when he saw that Yang Jiaojian's affairs were well arranged.

Nowadays, under Ji Fa's reorganization, Xiqi has gradually divided into the matters they are responsible for. As the prime minister, Jiang Ziya takes charge of the military affairs, drills and attacks, and issues orders.

And Yang Jiao was named the Vanguard Grand Marshal. If he met any monks, Yang Jiao would make arrangements.

Under the leadership of Yang Jiao, ten people stepped into the formation together and instantly entered a space filled with all kinds of evil spirits. This was the formation space.

Zhang Yan knew that Yang Jiao and others would inevitably encounter people from the Jie Jiao in the future. They all had many teachings on formations, so they would not be confused when they came in.

Yang Jiao's mind enveloped the entire formation space, and it didn't take long before he had almost analyzed the formation.

"This is a battle composed of ten heavenly monarchs. The ten great formations are endless and the cycle of reincarnation is turning."

"If this combination formation is to be effectively broken, one must at least have the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, so we can only outwit it."

Deng Hua asked doubtfully: "How to outsmart him?"

Compared with Yang Jiao and others, it is naturally impossible for them to know any formations. Not to mention them, even among the Golden Immortals of the Interpretation and Teaching, few are proficient in formations, and it is even less likely that these chess stand-ins will have a chance. Contacted.

Yang Jiao pointed forward, "There are ten passages here, leading to ten different formations. If we divide the ten passages and remove the formation eyes together, this big formation can be broken."

"However, if these ten formations are combined together, it is useless to only break one formation eye. All formation eyes need to be removed."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jiao explained some things that needed attention to everyone.

"If the formation cannot be broken, you will all retreat."

In the end, Yang Jiao said something he shouldn't have said. In fact, everyone present knew very well that if they could not break the formation, the only result waiting for them would be death.

After all, the formation method contains infinite murderous intent, and it is normal to die in it accidentally.

"We will definitely break the formation."

Deng Hua and others clasped their fists, then looked at the passages leading to different formations, each chose one and entered it.

Yang Jiao looked at Yang Jian and Nezha and said, "Let's go in too."

"I'm going to meet the guy I spoke to earlier."

Nezha raised his eyebrows, and the Fire Point appeared in his hand. He chose Qin Wan's Tianjue Formation. He was a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he was at the opponent's home court, so he could be said to be the strongest one.

Yang Jiao said to Nezha with a serious face: "Be careful in everything."

Regarding Nezha, Yang Jiao was still very relieved. Among the Xiqi army, everyone thought that Yang Jiao was the most powerful. In fact, only they knew that if Nezha's strength fully exploded, even if Yang Jiao and Yang Jian joined forces, they would only be able to draw a tie.

This does not mean that Yang Jiao and Yang Jian are weak. It can only be said that Nezha in the possessed state is too strong. As long as he does not meet Daluo Jinxian, no one among Taiyi Jinxian can defeat him.

"Second brother, let's go too."

"Ah."

Yang Jiao and Yang Jian each took out their weapons and each chose a passage to enter.

The sky was filled with evil aura, everywhere was filled with the aura of immortality, and the sky was filled with brilliant lights falling down. This was the first thing Nezha saw when he appeared.

"This is the formation space of the Tianjue Formation!"

Nezha looked around, and suddenly frowned. A fiery red silk circled around him, exuding blazing temperature, and at the same time blocking out the sharp edges everywhere.

"Who is coming?"

In the endless sky, a heart-shocking roar came.

"Three generations of disciples of Chanjiao, Nezha is here, hiding his head and showing his tail, why don't he show up soon."

Nezha shouted loudly and ignited the terrifying three-flavored real fire all over his body, turning the boundless sky red.

"Good boy, you have some skills."

A phantom slowly condensed in the air. This person was none other than Lord Qin Wantian, but this was not his real body. He who presided over the formation could not appear here.

"Nezha, you have killed so many members of my Jie sect, and I want you to die today."

The shadow roared, and the majestic and sharp evil energy powder condensed towards his body.

In the blink of an eye, the cultivation level of this phantom has reached the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the figure is condensed, just like the real body.

Qin Wan was holding a three-foot jade sword. This sword was no ordinary sword. It was pure white and shone with a faint treasure. The moment it appeared, the entire formation space trembled.

"Nezha, come and accept your fate."

The jade sword in Qin Wan's hand was swung at Nezha. The violent Dao Yun affected the entire formation space, exuding infinite power, as terrifying as the abyss.

"The momentum is quite strong, but I don't know if it will be effective."

Nezha's mouth curled up as if he was disdainful, but inside he was very calm. The fire tip in his hand had already been raised, erupting into a terrifying heat wave.

Perhaps because he has been fond of flames since he was a child, Nezha's control over flames exceeds his control over demonic energy.

"Roar!"

The majestic flames rose into the sky, turning into nine fire dragons hundreds of feet tall, and a terrifying heat wave swept across the entire sky.

"Boom!"

The collision of power from both sides tore apart the entire space of thousands of kilometers, revealing the rolling fog outside.

"So strong!"

Nezha's heart condensed, and he looked at the figure in the sky with a solemn expression.

In fact, what Nezha didn't know was that compared to his surprise, Qin Wan's surprise could be described as shocking.

(End of this chapter)