Holy Emperor Jiuxiao

It was a hundred miles away from the Lost City, the breath of the whole body was restrained, and he hid himself in a bush, and then slowly extended his consciousness, but in front of many Nascent Soul stage monks, he did not dare to be careless at all, lest Consciousness is under devastating attack.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"Boom, boom, boom."

"........."

There was a heaven-shattering sound, which could be heard clearly from hundreds of miles away even without the use of divine consciousness, and the vibration of the ground could also be felt.

There were more than 500 golden core stage monks, but now there is no one left, and all of them have been killed. Now more than 200 infant stage monks have been allocated and divided into two groups to attack the mask.

Every time hundreds of Nascent Soul Stage monks attack the mask at the same time, the power of the Nascent Soul Stage monks can be imagined by the Golden Core Stage and Foundation Establishment stage monks.

Colorful beams of light and treasures bombarded the mask continuously, but what was strange was that this seemingly weak mask remained motionless under the attack of hundreds of Nascent Soul stage monks.

Time passed by, and at every moment, dozens of devastated attacks from Nascent Soul stage monks landed on the mask, but the mask still did not move at all.

Yunchen threw a Peiyuan Pill into his mouth, and quickly healed his injuries. This Peiyuan Pill was of the fourth rank, and it was also a good medicine for monks to heal injuries.

At this time, only after he took care of his injuries would he have a chance. Even if it wasn't for the treasures here, he had to ensure that his life would not be taken away by other monks.

I don't know how long it took, Yunchen slowly opened his eyes, the ground no longer vibrated, and there were no more violent startling noises, the entire Lost City was extremely quiet outside.

"It seems that these guys have already gone in."

Yun Chen said in a cold voice, with a sharp coldness in his eyes, he was always injured and ran away in front of the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage, really depressed, but being able to escape in front of the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage is also a kind of strength .

After finishing speaking, she was still a little worried, and her spiritual consciousness slowly extended out. When the divine consciousness came outside the lost city, Yun Chen was also stunned. movement.

Of the more than two hundred Nascent Soul stage monks, thirty or so were discussing something. Judging from the discussions of these thirty or so monks, they were all good formation masters.

After two days, the two hundred Nascent Soul stage monks kept attacking, and their mana was exhausted. The farther to the back, the less mana, but the mask did not move at all.

Now we can only place our hopes on these formation-moving monks. If even the formation mages can't break the mask, there will be no hope.

"I really don't know why, this formation has become so strong."

"Brother Yun is right. I heard that thousands of years ago, as long as a monk in the Nascent Soul stage could easily break this formation, now that so many of my Taoist brothers attack at the same time, there is no movement at all. Come for nothing."

"Just look at the skills of the array mage"

"That's all there is to it."

Some Nascent Soul stage monks talked a lot, puzzled by the solidity of this formation, with obvious disappointment on their faces.

Seeing such a situation, Yun Chen had a smile on his face, knowing that the opportunity had come, if he could enter this lost city one step ahead of the Nascent Soul stage monks, he would have more hope.

Thinking of this, Divine Consciousness sacrificed the Lost Bead, and learned about Xiao Lan's situation in the Lost Bead, and found that Xiao Lan had recovered more than half of it, so I have a certain degree of confidence in wanting to add this mask.

"Chichi, chichi."

After Xiaolan came out, she looked at Yunchen and babbled, not knowing why Yunchen called him out.

"Ahead is the Lost City of Nine Heavens. There is no way for more than 200 infant monks to enter. Now we are using formation masters. We'd better enter the Lost City first. These guys injured me. I let these guys watch me go in. .”

Yunchen's eyes showed a cold light, and he was initially regarded as the target of cleaning up by the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage, which was quite normal for the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage.

But in Yunchen's heart, he felt insulted, he didn't provoke others, but others had better not provoke him, if provoked, he would be prepared to lose.

"Chichi, chichi."

Xiaolan also felt Yunchen's killing intent, she screamed, her eyes were full of excitement, then she nodded, and her body flashed onto Yunchen's shoulder.

Yun Chen is also puzzled, he has killing intent, this little guy is actually excited, seeing Xiao Lan nodded, he simply sorted it out, and made preparations to escape, if he couldn't enter inside, he would have to go inside first. Escape here for a while.

"what?"

"It's not dead."

"There are still foundation-building monks here."

Soon, Yunchen brought Xiaolan to a place not far from the Lost City. His appearance immediately aroused the surprise of countless Nascent Soul cultivators, and one of them was even more surprised, because he was the one who attacked Yunchen. In his opinion, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage would be immediately damaged after being hit by one move.

I didn't expect to show up now, and to come to this place with the courage to swagger, it's simply unbelievable, the more this is the case, the more surprised these guys are.

"Junior, your luck is very good, but you are also very unlucky, so settle it yourself."

Seeing Yun Chen's appearance, an old man in purple shirt immediately burst into anger. After two days, he still hasn't broken the formation, so he can use this foundation-building stage monk to vent his anger.

In other places, they are all masters in the Nascent Soul stage, they simply don't have the guts or the strength, so after finishing speaking, they slapped Yun Chen with a palm.

"A halo of ice."

With a cold snort, he swiped his hands randomly, and a blue halo appeared in front of him. In the center of the halo was a dark blue vortex, and the entire halo spun rapidly after appearing.

The attack of the monk in the Nascent Soul Stage was instantly wiped out by the halo, and the strong rotation force brought the force of suction, and the body of the monk in the Nascent Soul Stage was also pulled by this suction, shaking slightly.

Seeing this situation, the other monks were also very surprised. What this little guy cast was just a mutated ice shield. Ice shield is the lowest level of spells, but here it was cultivated to the extreme and mutated by the monks in the foundation stage.

"court death."

The old man in purple saw that he had been tricked by a foundation-building monk in front of countless fellow monks. If he didn't kill this foundation-building monk immediately, what face would he have in the cultivation world in the future?

"roll."

"If you kill me, you will never enter the Nine Heavens Lost City. Besides, you don't have the strength to deal with me."

Yun Chen said coldly, his voice was icy cold, as if emanating from the Jiuyou Underworld, people felt a burst of cold when they heard it, even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Zhou Xiong, stop."

"Brother Zhou Dao, stop first."

"..."

"Do you have a way to deal with this formation?"

Seeing that Zhou Xiong was about to make a move, and felt the coldness on the body of the foundation-building monk, the other Nascent Soul monks looked at Yun Chen curiously. A foundation-building monk still had such courage in front of these monks. It is indeed surprising.

But from the words of this foundation-building monk, he felt that this monk had a way to break the formation, so he hurriedly asked Zhou Xiong to stop first, lest there might be a way to break the formation.

The other foundation-building monks didn't think so at all, but they just saw this foundation-building monk easily defuse the attack of the Nascent Soul monk.

There is also such courage, and it is also curious. The world of comprehension is full of wonders. Maybe this foundation-building monk has some way to deal with the formation.

"Try it, and then you'll know."

Yun Chen said in a cold voice, not at all because the monks on the other side are in the Nascent Soul stage. After finishing speaking, he glanced at the old man in purple shirt with cold eyes, and walked forward slowly, getting closer and closer to the old man in purple shirt. close.

There was only a distance of twenty feet between the two, and the old man in purple was also puzzled, a trace of timidity appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but took two steps back.

The other monks were also horrified. A foundation-building monk actually had such a powerful aura. This aura came from a person's aura, without attack, but it made people feel intimidated.

"But before breaking the formation, you must lose it."

"Whizzing,."

With a movement of consciousness, the Spirit Devouring Sword behind his back disappeared. At the same time, he made a strange swipe of his right hand and pointed it out. With a flash of his body again, he pointed it out again.

"Ding, ding."

"laugh."

"what."

With two jingling sounds, the Spirit Devouring Sword came to the old man in purple shirt instantly. The old man in purple shirt didn't expect that this foundation-building stage monk would dare to attack him, and at such a fast speed.

In a hurry, he quickly sacrificed a shield, which can be a top-level treasure, and the Spirit Devouring Sword collided fiercely with the shield.

The shield trembled violently, and then the Spirit Devouring Sword disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already returned to Yunchen's back. The old man in purple shirt also trembled for a while, and took a few steps back again.

There was a look of horror on his face. He didn't expect the attack of this foundation-building monk to be so overbearing, but he finally caught the attack.

However, after the attack of the Soul-devouring Sword, the God-killing Finger came again, and it fell on the shield almost at the same time. cracks appeared.

With a soft sound, the eyes of the purple-shirted old man froze, his eyes were full of horror, a trace of blood slipped from between his brows, all red in his vision, and finally his consciousness became blurred, and he fell down slowly.

At this time, Yun Chen had already passed by the old man in purple shirt. The loss of the Nascent Soul cultivator made his heart beating non-stop. The three consecutive attacks just now almost exhausted all his mind.

I just wanted to use this method to frighten these Nascent Soul cultivators so that I would not be bullied at any time. Now, I finally achieved my goal.

Numerous Nascent Soul Stage monks seemed to have seen ghosts. Is this still a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator? In just two breaths, the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was killed.