The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 278 Earth Vein Collapse
Just after Xiao Qianfeng exclaimed, he suddenly heard his eldest brother's deep voice in his ears.

"Qianfeng, take the others away from here!"

Xiao Qianfeng was startled for a moment, and saw that his elder brother's expression was more solemn than ever before.

"Brother, this is"

"I'll go to the foot of the mountain and wait for that devil to come down!"

After saying this, he rushed towards the entrance at the foot of the mountain without looking back.

Not only the Broken Sword Villa, but also the Dajiang League's team made the same arrangement. The Yin Shen Grandmaster who led the team asked the others to retreat temporarily, while he rushed to the entrance at the foot of the mountain.

After a short while, more than twenty Yin Shen masters broke away from the crowd.

The Wujiantang man pondered for a moment, then walked out of the crowd and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Although he didn't know what had happened to Wang Zhengde on the mountain, he couldn't leave rashly until he was sure whether he was dead or alive.

After all, my employer has spent a lot of money to hire me, and I can't let the reputation of Wujiantang fall into his hands.

Near the foot of the mountain, the black-armored soldiers who originally numbered only a thousand now have grown to tens of thousands. They were the palace troops who poured out from Jianye City after learning of the situation here.

The black-armored general who was in the lead looked unhappy when he saw the Feng Shui formation was restored.

But soon, a breeze blew, and the figure of the man from Wujian Hall appeared in front of him, followed by a master of Yinshen who broke through the air.

No matter what, they couldn't pretend not to see Wan Zhaohua, the devil of the Forgetful Tao.

However, the situation on the mountain is unknown now, so we can only try our best to be fully prepared.

If Wan Zhaohua dares to come down the mountain in the future, we will all fight together. There is no need to talk about the code of conduct when dealing with such an evil demon!
At the top of the mountain, the air was filled with smoke, and the chaotic white fog stabilized again.

By this time, Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo had already rushed to Fang Xun's side, and saw that the other party's face was a little pale, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.

Just now, with the blessing of the purple gold bowl, the combined moves of "Three Enlightenments of Bodhi" and "Four Situations of Vajra" were incredibly powerful, but the load was also very heavy.

The power of the purple gold bowl is strong, but Fang Xun only dared to draw out a little. After all, this is the power of the Zhenwu realm. Even if he could use it, he would have to bear a huge burden.

The three of them looked towards the smoke that was gradually dissipating in the field, and saw a blood mist all over the sky. Wan Zhaohua stood with his hands behind his back, looking furious.

Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo looked extremely solemn. In the siege from three sides just now, Wan Zhenhai had been reduced to nothing but a blood mist that was dispersed by the wind.

Their goal was achieved, but the sight of Wan Zhaohua before them made their hearts sink again.

Yu Jiaolong looked at Wan Zhaohua as if facing a formidable enemy, and said in a deep voice: "Impossible, the altar has been broken, how can you still maintain the formation!"

"Why don't you ask him this question?"

Wan Zhaohua's eyes were cold and ruthless. He glanced at Yu Jiaolong and then turned to Fang Xun.

"I believe he has already seen through it, otherwise he wouldn't have forced me to use my full strength just to kill Wan Zhenhai!"

Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo were stunned for a moment, and looked at Fang Xun inquiringly.

Fang Xun said calmly: "In fact, there is no so-called altar. If you insist, this mountain is his altar!"

Old Man Mo felt a chill in his heart: "So that exhausted look he showed just now was just an act?!"

Yu Jiaolong felt a chill in her heart. It turned out that Fang Xun's powerful entry and destruction of the altar just now had no effect on Wan Zhaohua's strength at all.

"He was just using the opponent's trick just to kill Wan Zhenhai. Now that his identity has been exposed, he will be besieged by countless people if he dares to go down the mountain."

Fang Xun explained calmly.

“But among all of them, in terms of strength, the one who poses the greatest threat to him is Wan Zhenhai.

This Feng Shui formation should be created by a Yang Shen Realm expert who has practiced the same technique as him, condensing everything in himself and then integrating it into the ground veins under our feet, Zhen Yunzi, am I right?"

pop - pop - pop -

Wan Zhaohua couldn't help but applaud after hearing this, and a rare trace of emotion appeared in his eyes.

“You are known as the Black Hand Sword, but you are an expert in both swords and sabers, and your boxing and kicking skills are also superb. You also have a sophisticated set of Buddhist martial arts, which already amazes me.

But I never expected that your attainments in Feng Shui were not bad either, and you could see the details of my formation."

After praising him, Wan Zhaohua smiled and said, "But it's not as you guessed. What was integrated into the earth veins is half of my real elixir!"

Yu Jiaolong was confused as she listened to the conversation between the two, but Old Man Mo suddenly understood.

There is not much information about Wang Qing Dao's "Mi Tian Zhong Dao Jue" circulating in the outside world. If he hadn't been very idle and fond of reading, he probably wouldn't have known about this technique.

To practice the "Mitianzhong Dao Jue" to take over the memory, one needs to find a person whose birth date, physique, divine essence and even fate are compatible with one's own. Then plant a Dao seed containing all the host's memories in the host, and let the host grow on its own. Normally, the Dao seed memory will not awaken.

When one is on the verge of death or reaching the end of one's life span, one will condense one's essence, energy and spirit into a real pill and have the host swallow it, which will immediately awaken the memory and cover the original personality.

Then, you just need to complete the obsession of the host body and completely cut off the worldly ties, and you will be able to quickly absorb the power contained in the real elixir, and in a short period of time, your strength will catch up to that of your life time!

However, Wan Zhaohua's method was somewhat special. He divided the elixir into two parts, swallowed only half himself, and merged the other half into the earth veins here.

Because their power comes from the same source, Wan Zhaohua can easily perform rituals even without an altar.

Fang Xun praised calmly, "What a good plan! You are planning to turn this place into a training ground for the future. If you really ascend to the throne of the King of Yue,

In the future, practicing in seclusion here will be like a fish in water. The environment is not inferior to some of the Feng Shui treasures inside the Thirty-Six Gates. "

"It's a pity that you have ruined everything. Forget it, the throne of King of Yue is gone, so be it."

Wan Zhaohua sighed when he heard this, and looked at Yu Jiaolong again.

"As long as I sacrifice my little sister's life, I can complete my merit. It's only half of the real pill, so I'll give it up!"

His eyes were full of passion, and that burning gaze made Yu Jiaolong feel a chill in her heart. Old Man Mo immediately stood in front of her and glared back at her coldly.

But he was still nervous. Now that the Feng Shui formation was restored, the connection between the three of them and the heaven and earth was once again cut off by the white fog.

He had witnessed how powerful Wan Zhaohua was before. This monster, who possessed the memories of the Forget Love Sect's master for more than 400 years, was completely suppressing Wan Zhenhai in the fight.

If he were to face him, he would have no choice but to flee in fear, let alone protect Fang Xun and Yu Jiaolong, who were both in the Yin Shen realm.

Thinking of this, Old Man Mo asked in a serious tone.

"Fang Xun, since you have seen through his true colors and still insisted on killing Wan Zhenhai, you should have anticipated the current situation and have a way to deal with it, right?"

Wan Zhaohua had a cold look in his eyes, but he stood there motionless, with no intention of taking action at all, and it was for the same reason.

He absolutely did not believe that Fang Xun would be so unwise as to deliberately put himself in danger.

'Since he has decided to kill Wan Zhenhai, it means that in his mind, killing me is easier than killing Wan Zhenhai!'

"Old man, summon Yunying to take Zhaoning and run as far as you can!"

"What did you say?" Old Man Mo was stunned.

Fang Xun pulled out the Inverted Dream and put it behind his back, then suddenly pressed the purple gold bowl to the ground.

"Um?!"

Wan Zhaohua's heart suddenly skipped a beat. For some reason, Fang Xun placed the purple gold bowl on the ground, which made him feel an intense sense of crisis.

Wan Zhaohua was absolutely confident that his intuition would not be wrong, and he acted without hesitation!
Roar--

But under Fang Xun's feet, a Feng Shui white dragon rose from the ground, roaring and waving its claws at him.

Old Man Mo's face changed drastically and he wanted to attack, but the white dragon appeared too suddenly, and the tip of its claws had already reached Fang Xun's chest, and was about to pierce through it!

But the next moment, something unexpected happened.

boom--

The purple gold bowl glowed with golden light, and the mighty and vast Buddha power poured into the underground, instantly producing an extreme collision with the earth veins that had merged with the other half of Wan Zhaohua's true elixir.

In an instant, the earth veins rioted and began to collapse inch by inch!
In an instant, the army and Yin Shen masters who had already arranged layers of battle formations near the entrance at the foot of the mountain saw that the white fog covering the mountain became disordered again, and immediately exploded again.

"what happened?"

"The altar was broken again?"

"Huh? Why is the ground shaking? Is this an illusion?"

At the top of the mountain, the white dragon that was about to pierce Fang Xun's chest with its claws suddenly froze, and the tip of its claws stopped just three inches away from his chest.

The next moment, with a loud bang, the white dragon's body collapsed and exploded into large patches of mist.

Wan Zhaohua's energy also dropped sharply immediately, like a deflated ball, and was about to be beaten back to its original form!
Click - click - click -

The ground was shaking and cracks appeared, but Fang Xun, the instigator, simply repeated his previous words in a calm manner.

"Old man, summon Yunying to take Zhaoning and run as far as you can!"

(End of this chapter)