Lin's Family Xiuxian Road

Outside Fangshi, the place where Dabi gathers.

Lin Shilu and other members of the five major families sat cross-legged on the open ground.

The leaders of the Lin family and the other three major families were relatively close. Although they were separated by tens of feet, they were faintly connected together, as if deliberately guarding against Jin Zhisong.

At this time, Lin Shilu and the others returned to their own souls, with a trace of sadness on their faces, and they didn't know what they were thinking or worried about.

On the edge of the platform, Jin Zhisong looked quite calm, with a faint stern look on his face.

It has been five days since Jin Qishan and the others left. According to the plan, Jin Chaojiang should have already started to act.

He is also ready, as long as Zhuang Zhenzhen Xin arrives, he can do it at any time.

At this moment, a black spot appeared on the edge of the sky, flying towards the flat ground at an extremely fast speed.

In a little over ten minutes, Zhuang Zhenxin in a black robe approached the sky above the stage.

Before the people arrived, Lin Shilu and the others had already noticed, stood up one after another, and stared at Zhuang Zhenxin who was flying over vigilantly.

Zhuang Zhenxin landed next to Jin Zhisong, and looked at the few people present playfully.

"A member of the Jin family?"

"It should be the hidden members of the Jin family, or the helpers they invited, they are definitely going to do something!"

Lin Shilu reminded loudly:

Seeing Zhuang Zhenxin revealing his camp and Lin Shilu's reminder, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Jin Zhisong was originally at the sixth level of foundation building, the highest in the audience, plus this strange monk, whose cultivation level was unknown, and presumably not lower than the fifth level of foundation building, with such strength, he had to be vigilant.

Zhuang Zhenxin didn't pay attention to the guesses of several people, and after a glance with Jin Zhisong, the two shot at the same time.

Jin Zhisong took out a ring-shaped spiritual weapon, hit it with several spells, and immediately spewed out a large number of fireballs the size of buckets, hundreds of them, and smashed towards Lin Shilu and the others frantically at an extremely fast speed.

A shot is the strongest method.

Just when Jin Zhisong made a move to attract everyone's attention, Zhuang Zhenxin took the opportunity to take out a dark green formation disk, threw it upwards, and cast a few spells.

Suddenly, a golden light curtain appeared in the void, covering the entire platform.

"No, it's a formation!"

Sun Dingfeng yelled suddenly, reminding several people.

The faces of several people changed drastically. As Jin Zhisong's attack got closer and closer, several people had to worry about their own lives, and there was no time to stop it.

Feeling the temperature on the fireball, Lin Shilu's face was solemn, and he hurriedly took out a small green and red shield to protect it.

Several other people also did not dare to be careless, and took out various defensive spiritual weapons to protect themselves.

After several bangs, several screams came.

A large number of deep pits were smashed out on the platform. Several qi refining monks who were watching the battle were lying in the deep pits. There were still many flames on their bodies, and they were obviously dead.

Of the five Dzogchen monks refining Qi, only Chen Xiaoliang, the patriarch of the Chen family, survived with the help of a heavy treasure, but he was also seriously injured.

Although the power of the fireball was astonishing, but attacking everyone present at the same time, the power was too scattered, and all the foundation-building monks successfully blocked Jin Zhisong's full blow.

But the qi refining monks who watched the battle were not so lucky. Even if they were trained in the great perfection of qi refining, it would be difficult to parry without heavy treasures. Chen Xiaoliang was an example.

After the blow, Lin Shilu's face changed drastically, and he repeatedly reminded several people.

"Hurry up and organize them to form a formation. If you are trapped by the formation, you will die here!"

Hearing Lin Shilu's reminder, several people rushed to prevent Zhuang Zhenxin from forming an array.

Lin Shilu took the lead, and sacrificed a big blue and yellow sword, injected a lot of spiritual power, swung the sword, turned into a golden light sword energy, and killed Zhuang Zhenxin.

Sun Dingfeng threw out a large number of talismans, dozens of them, even two of the second-order talismans. It could be seen that he was really desperate.

At the same time, Jin Zhisong suffered from the desperate counterattack of four Foundation Establishment cultivators, even at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, and Jin Zhisong was under great pressure.

But he had to block it to buy time for Zhuang Zhenxin to set up the formation. As long as the formation was successfully deployed and activated, they could completely reverse the situation.

Without hesitation, Jin Zhisong immediately took out a gleaming golden shield from the storage bag, injected a lot of spiritual power, and turned it into a light curtain tens of feet in size, firmly protecting it.

Seeing the golden shield, Sun Dingfeng immediately exclaimed.

"It's the Green Flood Shield!"

Hearing Sun Dingfeng's reminder, everyone was shocked.

The Green Flood Dragon Shield is a magic weapon, forged from the inverse scales of the third-order monster, the Qingshui Flood Dragon. It has extremely strong defensive power. It is one of the treasures of the Jin family and has rarely been used. I never thought that it would be used this time. brought out.

It seems that this time the Jin family really spent their money.

A breath of time passed, and the golden sword and the rain of swords bombarded the green flood shield at the same time.

"Crackling, continuous explosions..."

Behind the light curtain, Jin Zhisong's face was pale, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his internal organs were constantly churning, and his breath quickly became weak.

Although protected by the magic weapon, which blocked [-]% of the attacks, the remaining [-]% of the power still directly shattered the flesh and blood of his arms, exposing the white bones.

When the attack paused briefly, Jin Zhisong breathed a sigh of relief.

If he hadn't brought out Qing Jiao Dun and let him bear the desperate blows of the four of them alone, he might have been attacked to scum already.

One blow failed to achieve the goal, and Lin Shilu and the others did not dare to delay at all, and launched another attack.

When the attacks of several people came again, although the power was not as violent as the first time, Jin Zhisong was already injured and couldn't bear the second attack at all.

At this moment, a pale golden light curtain suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the entire platform, sand and rocks were flying in the entire platform, and sword energy was constantly wandering around.

The second wave of attacks by several people was continuously consumed by the sword energy in the formation, and finally collapsed, and Jin Zhisong was able to escape.

For a while, Lin Shilu and the others turned pale.

"Zhuang Daoyou succeeded!"

Sensing the activation of the formation, Jin Zhisong was very excited, jumped up, was held back by Zhuang Zhenxin, quickly retreated, and directly left the range of the formation.

After leaving the formation, Jin Zhisong immediately took the healing elixir for a moment, and then stared at the few people inside the formation vigilantly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, can this formation trap four Foundation Establishment cultivators?"

Facing Jin Zhisong's question, Zhuang Zhenxin said with a smile:

"The monks on the fifth floor of the foundation, let alone four, just come a few more. It is almost impossible to defeat the formation by attacking, unless there are second-order formation masters among them, or there are formation masters outside. It takes about a month to study it, or use a magic weapon with powerful attack power, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to commit suicide!"

"Not only that, but the sword energy inside will keep wandering around without any rules. They have to keep moving. Even if they can escape the attack of the sword energy, they will be killed sooner or later when their spiritual power is exhausted!"

Even if they don't die, by the time they come out, their family has already been wiped out, and they won't be able to escape. The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and they can join the family's large army.

Hearing what Zhuang Zhenxin said, Jin Zhisong was very shocked. No wonder Jin Zhiying was so polite to him, and couldn't help but become more respectful to Zhuang Zhenxin.

You know, there are fewer formation masters than alchemists in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are even fewer of them above the second level. They are rare in the entire Wei Kingdom. They have not appeared in the Luoyun Mountain Range for decades. If you want someone It's impossible to save them.

Seeing Jin Zhisong being restrained, Zhuang Zhenxin was a little proud, and said to Jin Zhisong.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, let's go. We can meet your fifth brother and clean up the lands of the four major families one by one. I hope we can find what I want!"

Thinking that they will soon be able to invade the land of the four major families and get a lot of treasure, the two are very excited.

"Okay, let's go now and meet Brother Wu!"

Jin Zhisong dared not disagree with Zhuang Zhenxin's words, and readily agreed.

Looking at the large number of monks watching the battle at the foot of the mountain, Jin Zhisong shouted,

"If you dare to report to Fangshi or the four major families, you are making an enemy of our Jin family. Once you find out, you will never forgive me."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

A large number of monks had already been frightened, and they echoed one after another, and many even complimented him.

Jin Zhisong and the two ignored it, Yujian flew towards the east, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

After the two left, the qi refining monk who had been watching the battle at the foot of the mountain finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jin Zhisong didn't make things difficult for them at all, he didn't seem to care about these little people, if they went on a killing spree, they wouldn't be able to resist at all.

Soon, the qi refining monks at the foot of the mountain left, leaving only a few people in the formation.

In the formation, a large amount of violent sword energy continued to swim, Lin Shilu and the others increased their escape speed greatly, and moved crazily inside.

Once hit by the sword qi, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

While wandering, Lin Shilu sent out several sword qi in a row, attacking the light curtain of the formation.

It's a pity that no matter whether it's the sword energy or the five-element spell's attack, it was absorbed by the light curtain without showing a single ripple.

Feeling helpless, Lin Shilu could only invite a few other people to attack together.

"Several fellow daoists, the power of one person is impossible to have any effect at all. Let's attack together and attack one position at the same time. Try it, maybe there is some hope.

"Right on my mind!"

Sun Dingfeng also discovered the power of the formation and readily agreed.

The other few people had no objection, so they joined forces to attack the same location. Although the light curtain vibrated visibly, it quickly returned to normal.

After trying several times in a row, I changed a lot of positions, but there was still no stock, and the formation still didn't move at all.

As time went by, the spiritual power of several people was consumed rapidly, and it would soon bottom out. The only living Qi-refining Dzogchen monk had long since died, leaving only four Foundation Establishment monks.

"Friend Daoist Lin, this kind of attack has no effect at all. It is impossible to break the formation with only a few of us. It is better to save some spiritual power, avoid the attack of sword energy, and wait for rescue."

Sun Dingfeng's words made several people have to accept the reality, stopped attacking one after another, and began to save the little spiritual energy left, and wandered within the formation.

Fortunately, the speed of the sword energy in the formation is not fast, it is not difficult for a few people to dodge, and the consumption of spiritual power is not very fast, if it is a third-order formation, it is impossible for a few people to dodge.

Time passed day by day, and relying on Huiyuan Pill to restore their spiritual power, several people could persist for a while.

At this time, Huiyuan Pill was the life-saving straw for all the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Half a month later, Wu Yingchong of the Wu family ran out of elixirs and was the first to be unable to hold on. He was hit by the sword energy and died first.

It is an indescribable irony that the well-known Foundation Establishment cultivator died due to exhaustion of spiritual power.

Lin Shilu and Sun Dingfeng have relatively high cultivation bases and a lot of pills, so there is no problem if they persist for another half a month.

At this time, everyone was exhausted, and the foundation-building monks of the Luo family were on the verge of collapse. If they could not be rescued, they would only follow in the footsteps of Wu Yingchong.

In the formation, the three people who were still alive were struggling.

……

Luoyun Mountains, in the valley of the Great War.

On a hilltop, Lin Tianming opened his closed eyes and let out a foul breath.

After four days of recovery, Lin Tianming's injuries have fully recovered.

Relying on the elixir and powerful self-healing ability, the blood hole on the arm has healed, leaving only a scar, as long as he doesn't do anything else within a few days, he will recover soon.

Thinking back to the whole battle process again, Lin Tianming couldn't help but feel rejoicing.

If the father hadn't followed all the way and arrived in time at the critical moment, the three of them would definitely have died here.

After recovering from four days of meditation, Lin Tianming finally recovered from some of his injuries. It was the end of the big competition, and it was time for them to set off again.

After a while, Lin Xingrong gathered the crowd, and the Sun family also came over.

After confirming that Lin Tianming's injury did not affect their journey, the group set off again to the outer area of ​​Luoyun Mountain Range.

A day passed, and Lin Xingrong led the team, and the group successfully left the inner area.

Lin Tianming released the purple golden eagle, and with the help of spirit beasts to fly, he could also recover from injuries for a short time, and the speed of several people was greatly improved.

Finally, at the end of the big competition, they arrived at the starting point. At this time, the monks watching the battle had already left, and the originally bustling mountain was quiet.

Looking at the light curtain around the platform from a distance, they were shocked, apparently something happened.

Speed ​​up, and soon arrived at the foot of the platform.

Lin Tianming observed around the formation repeatedly. After guessing, this formation is at least a second-order formation, but none of them are formation masters, so it is impossible to speculate what the formation is and how to break it.

"Father, Grandpa Fifteen and the others are trapped by the formation, but is there any way to rescue them?"

Faced with Lin Tianming's inquiry, Lin Xingrong was also very helpless. After all, he was not a formation master, and he didn't even know what formations were, so he couldn't do anything about them.

Discussions were fruitless, so we could only try the simplest method, relying on strong attacks to break through, and we could only try this way.

After making up his mind, Lin Xingrong took the lead, and with all his strength, the formation remained motionless.

Several people joined forces to attack several times, but also returned without success.

A group of people tried to attack many times in a row, and also changed positions a lot, but naturally there was no response from the formation.

Seeing that the condition of Lin Shilu and the others in the formation was getting worse and worse, Lin Xingrong was very anxious.

At this time, Lin Tianming was surprisingly calm, and he quickly thought about the way to deal with it for half an hour.

"Colorful eyes!"

Lin Tianming finally remembered his colorful eyes!

"The colorful eyes have the ability to see through illusions and restrictions. Although the effect of high-level formations is not clear, there should be no problem with second-level formations."

After making up his mind, Lin Tianming opened his colorful eyes and looked at the formation light curtain on the platform.