Uncle Jiu: I am Shi Shaojian, and I have the highest level of thunder magic at the beginning.

"I can't breathe!"

The huge pressure that suddenly increased sharply was transmitted to the charity cemetery outside the Tiangang formation arranged by Qian Zhenren and others. Its power has been reduced by 99.99%.

But even with this little pressure, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai almost died.

As for Shi Jian, who was in the center, the pressure he was under at this time can be imagined.

"Big Brother!"

As the person with the highest personal cultivation strength besides Shi Jian, Jiu Shu couldn't help but look worried at this time and looked at the center of the battle.

Faced with such a situation, Jiu Shu was powerless and could only pray that Shi Jian could survive this crisis.

On the other side!

After finally finishing the work at hand, Taoist Simu and Zhe Gu, who were still a step behind, finally arrived near the charity cemetery.

Just approaching the boundary of the charity cemetery, they ran into the residual power of Feng Shui Master's self-protection.

"Fuck! Is it so intense?"

Taoist Simu was caught off guard and fell heavily, but he didn't care about his own embarrassment and looked at the charity cemetery in shock.

A huge mushroom cloud was blocked by a layer of faint, seemingly shaky golden light, preventing it from spreading around.

As a direct descendant of Maoshan, Taoist Simu was naturally very familiar with the aura of the Tiangang formation.

"Can't even the Tiangang formation block it?!"

Taoist Simu was stunned when he saw the formation that struggled to maintain a thin layer of golden light and seemed to be able to be broken with a casual poke.

This was the first time Taoist Simu saw the mountain-guarding formation of Maoshan in such a state of collapse.

"Brother!"

Taoist Simu was like this, and Zhe Gu, who came to the charity cemetery with him, was even more panicked.

Zhe Gu was very worried about Uncle Jiu's safety at this time.

"Let's go and support them!"

The two brothers and sisters did not dare to neglect and immediately quickened their pace.

As they got closer to the cemetery, they felt more and more pressure, and in the end they could only move forward step by step.

The hearts of Taoist Simu and Aunt Zhe kept sinking.

"What's going on inside?"

The chaotic atmosphere was like a pot of porridge, and the mixed explosive power made Taoist Simu and Aunt Zhe dare not explore at will. They were like blind at this moment, and had no idea about the specific situation of the cemetery.

...

"Cough cough cough!"

Master Qian and others persisted for a long time, completely blocking the aftermath of Mr. Feng Shui's self-explosion, and making sure that it would not affect the surrounding areas of the cemetery, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After relaxing, the Tiangang formation could no longer be maintained, and the last layer of golden light was like broken fragments, completely turning into starlight, scattered in all directions.

At this time, Master Qian and others realized that they had no spiritual power in their bodies.

The overload operation just now drained all their mana.

"That's good. If there is another wave of enemies, we are like fish on the chopping board, without any ability to resist!"

"Fortunately, it's all over!"

Feeling the emptiness in his body and the unprecedented weakness in his heart, Qian Zhenren couldn't help but laugh at himself.

However, Qian Zhenren and others were not worried. They didn't think that the enemy could survive such a violent explosion.

But just when they thought so, an accident happened.

"Hahaha!"

"It seems that I am still more skilled!"

In the center of the battlefield covered by the Tiangang formation, the familiar and rampant voice of Mr. Feng Shui suddenly came out.

Qian Zhenren and others did not wait for Shi Jian's victorious figure, but waited for Mr. Feng Shui.

"Impossible!"

All the Maoshan disciples, including Qian Zhenren, looked at the center of the battlefield in disbelief at this moment.

As the mushroom cloud produced after the explosion completely disappeared, the specific situation in the center of the field finally appeared in front of everyone.

Shi Jian, who had taken most of the impact of Feng Shui's self-exposure, finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Big Brother!"

At this moment, Shi Jian could no longer see the majesty of the Maoshan acting headmaster at the beginning. He looked extremely embarrassed.

At the moment when Feng Shui exploded, Shi Jian's eyes were bloodshot.

"Self-exposure?"

Shi Jian didn't expect that Feng Shui's psychological quality was so poor. Seeing that he couldn't win, he planned to die together.

His first reaction at that time was to avoid it.

With Shi Jian's ability in thunder magic, he could definitely avoid the impact of Feng Shui's self-exposure.

However, if Shi Jian chose to avoid it, Qian Zhenren and others who arranged the Tiangang formation, and his junior brothers would be forced to bear the brunt.

They were not Shi Jian. Even with the power of the Tiangang formation, they could not withstand a Tianshi.The impact of self-exposure with all his strength.

"Wooden Pile Method!"

Densely packed wooden stakes instantly blocked Shi Jian, and more shadows appeared around the location where Mr. Feng Shui was.

The Lightning Thunder Fist was enough for attack, but not enough for defense. At this time, the best defense method Shi Jian could think of was the Wood Pile Method.

Fortunately, Shi Jian's attainments in the Wood Pile Method, a high-level magic of Maoshan, were not bad. The Wood Pile Method, which had reached great success, firmly blocked the power of Mr. Feng Shui's self-exposure.

But Shi Jian couldn't hold on for long. After all, it was the last blow of a Heavenly Master. Even if Mr. Feng Shui just broke through by force, his magic power had reached the Heavenly Master level, which was still not to be underestimated.

The final result was that Shi Jian was exhausted and seriously injured, with only his last breath left.

Shi Jian was now holding on to his last breath and not falling down, but he felt that it didn't matter if Mr. Feng Shui disappeared completely.

I thought Mr. Feng Shui was completely dead, but I didn't expect him to come back to life.

"Didn't expect that I'm still alive?!"

Mr. Feng Shui's voice came from underground, and then his figure appeared in front of everyone again.

"How is it possible?"

"How could you be fine!"

The previous strong explosion must be fake. Mr. Feng Shui couldn't have made such a big noise without paying enough price.

According to common sense, he couldn't be unscathed.

It was Uncle Jiu who gave a specific answer.

"It's not that he didn't pay a price!"

"The Feng Shui master in front of us is just a body that was temporarily condensed with the power of the underground dragon vein. His original body has indeed been reduced to ashes!"

Uncle Jiu is knowledgeable and has seen Mr. Feng Shui's multiple life-saving methods of splitting the soul.

But it's the first time Uncle Jiu has seen such a big move by Mr. Feng Shui!

"As expected of Lin Jiu, you are right. I have indeed lost my body!"

"But I have also gained a better body!"

"From now on, I am the dragon vein, and the dragon vein is me!"

"And you will all become stepping stones on my road to becoming an immortal!"

Looking at the group of Maoshan people who gave him a headache, now disabled or crippled, Mr. Feng Shui could not help but feel a strong sense of ecstasy.