break the way [comprehension]

Chapter 322

The annual Treasure Hunting Conference in the Flying Heaven Realm is not something to be taken lightly. The fake seven-tailed Tianxin fox just now has indeed alarmed many powerful monks. Many places in the worlds are no longer mysterious, nor even vast.

However, as far as they are concerned, the confusion on the long path of practice will not be reduced much because of their diligent exploration.

Just like now, at a treasure hunting conference, the original seven-tailed Tianxin fox made many of them, even at this level of cultivation, because they understand that it is difficult to make progress in cultivation, and cherish this opportunity even more, they feel very happy. intentional movement.

But there happened to be a demon clan that they couldn't see the real body at all, which disrupted the whole situation.At the beginning, these big monks even insisted on their identities and were unwilling to end the battle with this seemingly unknown monster clan. It was the monk surnamed Guan who couldn't understand the rampant anger of these monster clans, and when he couldn't fight for a long time Only then did the rest of the big monks who watched coldly realize that something was wrong.

This monk surnamed Guan usually has a fiery temperament and hates evil like hatred, so he has made many enemies. If it is not for his extremely high cultivation, he would not be able to live until now, but the monster clan of unknown origin fought him so hard that he didn't want to get up and down. There is still room for energy, how can the monks not feel surprised?

When the monk surnamed Lu also attacked at the same time under the successive provocations of the monster clan, all the powerful people in the field concluded at the same time: There is something wrong with the monster clan!

It seems that their cultivation base is not much different from the two of them, but they fought leisurely with them, and there was no sign of strenuous effort. Even when the big monster and the two subordinates were harvesting the lives of the monks below, these big monks were also cautious. Judging from the ground, it seems that it is only comparable to the monks at the peak of the gods, and it is more than enough to deal with the monks below, but it is absolutely impossible to go a few rounds in the hands of them.

This is the problem, no matter how excellent the combat power is, how dare the three monster races dare to provoke all the monks in the entire treasure hunting conference at the same time?Don't you want your life and die in vain?

Seeing how the monster race came prepared, it is absolutely impossible for him to be such a mindless guy!

And when the cultivator suddenly attacked the body of the host of the Treasure Hunting Conference on the ground and quickly disappeared in the warehouse, a powerful man had already smelled the strange breath: "Isn't that the old monster Pan who guarded Yixuan? How dare he?" So, aren't you afraid that True Monarch Canghan won't spare him?!"

"Hmph, the treasure touches people's hearts. It's the Seven-Tailed Sky-Heart Fox. I'm afraid he has already received news about the Seven-Tailed Sky-Heart Fox. He's already prepared for the chance of the monster clan's attack. As for Master Canghan... Hey, the Mahayana cultivator is indeed terrifying, but if he has a hiding place, closes a death pass, and if he is lucky enough to break through the Mahayana realm, why should he worry about it?"

"Tsk, this old man Pan usually looks at him with a hidden knife in his smile, but he is also a ruthless character. It's a pity that the seven-tailed Tianxin fox..."

At this level of cultivation, the circle is no longer that big, and there are always a few acquaintances who nod each other to attend. Therefore, a group of powerful monks exchanged information with each other in the dense sound transmission, but in a moment, things happened. The whole story has been spread all over the world. Although they gossip verbally, even about the seven-tailed Tianxin fox, these great monks have gone through many storms in their lives to stand where they are today, so how can they not judge in their hearts.

It's a bit too coincidental for each of these piles to come.

So, when the blood formation was first formed, the group of monsters roared like thunder, and the sky lock shook like a mountain, all the powerful monks instantly understood the intention of this big monster to go to these actions alone—everything, everything It's the smoke, it's all to use the demonic energy to vibrate and resonate with resentment and anger, to release the great demon that has been suppressed for thousands of years in the Yixuan, and to flow the blood of the Flying Heaven Realm into rivers and turn it into a desperate place——

"Stop it!!!"

At this level of cultivation, as the mainstay of the human race, they know more, and even the ordinary disciples who guard Yixuan below don't know everything: many big monsters suppressed under the purple sky lock are even Not long after the accident in Zhanwuyuan, the vicious people who once committed heinous massacres in the human race were imprisoned for nearly [-] years, and they didn't even know what they had become now. The horror in this was definitely beyond the imagination of any human race!

At this moment, no matter how openly and secretly fight in the daytime, how lightly the communication is like water, the unanimous roar caused the venue of the treasure hunting conference to roar like an earth dragon, and the angry spiritual power roared like a raging wave, even the mysterious and unpredictable monster race dared not Take it lightly, however:

"too late."

The body of the big monster who is not strong shakes slightly, spitting out blood, on the face as pale as paper, a pair of strange transparent pupils are shining faintly, it is too late, no matter how hard these human races struggle, they will not be able to step on it. From the moment he entered this world, everything was under the eyes of the demon saint, and everything was preordained.

This world full of sin, darkness, evil, and filth is about to be washed clean by blood, the heroes of the monster clan will be free again, and everything will return to the glory of the monster clan.

As powerful monks, how many times they were on the verge of desperation, how many times they were dying, how could they give up lightly, this time, no one waited and watched, and the aura roared like a hurricane, completely engulfing the world under the sky lock.

However, I don’t know if it’s because of this terrifying attack, but the clear cracking sound of the lock was becoming more and more intense that day. You can already see that the purple glow is fading, and the faint cracks have begun to spread from the top of the lock. The roaring and crashing sounds of the Yaozu became more and more clear...

The white figure of the big monster was on the verge of falling, but he kept his head up and his arms outstretched. His trembling body never really fell down, and the blood burst into more and more glaring rays of light!

Even though there were many dangers in his life, at this moment, the unprecedented remorse could not help but hit his heart.

Did their long-standing arrogance towards the monster race make them lose their vigilance against the monster race, and really think that the race that once fought bloody battles with the human race really put away their minions, folded their wings, lowered their heads and obediently let them drive them?

In the midst of this chaos, several monks suddenly shouted angrily: "You, what are you doing!" "You beast, how dare you!" "Ah, you—!"

That's when these powerful mounts, which had been proudly flaunted by their sides, suddenly turned against their masters, and countless blood sprayed the VIP room. At this moment, the remaining powerful monks all felt a bone-chilling chill——

If those demon slaves who have completely integrated into the life of the human race, whether they are mounted or served as servants, are likely to retaliate so viciously, then the entire human race...is there still peace?

Will the darkness once recorded in the history books of cultivation come again?

Is today's event just a bloody prelude?

As if responding to the chill in their hearts, the big demon guarding the blood formation below sang like weeping. The singing was a simple and simple language that humans had never understood, but the resentment, hatred, and revenge in it... could never be wrong. listen.

Could it be that they will be the first people in this cultivation world to witness the bloody massacre of the monster clan?

In the eyes of the powers of the human race and the monster race at this moment, only the visible future is seen. The worlds of Zhoutian are ignited with raging flames, blood is pouring, and bones are everywhere. !

In front of the dark future where the entire Zhoutian world will be swept up and torn apart, under the soon-to-be-shattered Zixiao sky lock, the dozens of busy figures appear so small, as if a catastrophe is coming The ants who struggled desperately before, looked so pitiful and insignificant in the eyes of the two parties aloft.

But is that really the case?

Ming Zhu took a step towards Du Ziteng anxiously: "Master Xiao, can we really do it? Those big monks and those monster races don't seem to see us."

Du Ziteng smiled but said nothing. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the humble and kneeling mortals under the tall Xianyuan Town stone tablet.

Perhaps at this moment, in the eyes of those great powers above, their busyness and determination are meaningless, the same as the monks in Xianyuan Town looked at those mortals back then: You are all ants, why struggle?

However, starting from the talismans embroidered with needlework, mortals have used their own labor to prove that they can also create value that monks cannot match.

Now, Du Ziteng only smiled slightly: "It's okay, they will see."

You will see that the power of ants can also turn the tide!

Therefore, when Zixiao Tiansuo made an unprecedented tearing sound, and the innate spiritual things collapsed, it seemed that even the space around them suffered a violent impact, and the world fell into darkness in an instant.

In the next moment, the soaring demonic aura was wrapped in endless resentment, and countless roars spewed out from the depths of the ground. The crazy attacks launched by all the monks, and the spiritual power was like a tide. Before this devastating impact, They are like snow touching the spring sun, vulnerable to a single blow, falling apart in an instant.

Under the fierce spiritual power attack, the big monster whose body was trembling like a dead leaf in the wind but still struggling to hold on finally fell to the ground with a plop, but maintained the posture of raising its head and stretching its arms, with crystal tears winding down its face Down below, a ray of long-awaited dawn finally appeared on the land that seemed to have been dry for too long...

As far as the human race is concerned, all the bloody and dark things in the foresight seem to be in front of them, and they can no longer be avoided.

The cracked Zixiao Tiansuo draws broken and messy lines in the space, and it is about to fall to the ground powerlessly, and the soaring monster aura is sandwiched by the monstrous flames and menacing aura, forcing the aura to take a walk and retreat when it touches it , It is about to completely break through the last encirclement of Tiansuo and engulf this world.

Looking forward to the result, or fearing the result, self-conceit can overwhelm mountains and seas, but the best from their respective races don't understand that they are just a drop in the ocean, insignificant, and their expectations and fears are so small in the vast sky.

And sometimes, the way of heaven is not controlled by their so-called great powers at all, but in the hands of a pair of ordinary people who seem to them to have ordinary aptitude, just like this moment.There is nothing more mysterious than this.

At the subtle moment when the sky lock is overturned and the monster energy is gushing out, the two are almost even, as if someone is about to press the freeze button, and the things that are about to overturn and the things that are about to soar to the sky are all still.

And then, the sound of ice crystals condensing suddenly came from the sky locks that were in a toppled posture, as if something was growing rapidly along the sky locks!

Then, the purple chain was quickly covered with a layer of crystal-clear spirit crystals, and amidst the brilliance, the aura above the head seemed to be attracted by the crystal chains, forming a thick layer of aura on the top. The chains complement each other, and the terrifying demonic aura that soars into the sky is like being covered with boiling soup—as if a cover is placed on the head and it is pressed down hard.

Booming—a dull and terrifying collision sounded, as if two fast-moving worlds collided unexpectedly, and the seemingly incomparably strong chain of Zixiao Tianshao sank fiercely during the collision.

However, after the landslide, everything gradually calmed down. Under the terrifying impact, several monks who vomited blood and fainted slowly woke up. After staring blankly at each other, their eyes gradually focused, and their sporadic voices turned into tears of joy. the frenzied cheers of--

"Ahh! We are still alive!"

"The evil spirit is suppressed! It is suppressed!!!"

……

At this moment of embracing and weeping, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, countless pairs of worshiping and admiring eyes went to the controller of the formation, but the expression of the person looked up to by everyone suddenly changed: "Oh, hello! Life is so big! Everyone, run away!!!"

Then, without the slightest bit of integrity, without the slightest grace, this person completely failed the worshiping eyes of the crowd, and without hesitation, he sacrificed the flying demon spirit weapon and rushed out along the Zixiao Tiansuo!

Everyone was stunned at first. Seeing Du Ziteng's act of coveting life and fearing death, they should have ridiculed or satirized. However, for some reason, they only had a strange feeling in their hearts: Why did the revered Master Xiao make such a wretched escape? All these actions make them feel that they can't produce the slightest anger and disappointment?

After experiencing so many crises that even the mighty monks could not get through safely, these monks were not slow to react. They thought to themselves, but they had already resorted to various flying magic weapons in their hands, some of which were sharp, even I have passed someone at the front _(:з」∠)_

Perhaps, in their subconscious mind, they have already trusted someone too much, and they will take action without thinking or judging.

And when the daring monk looked back after flying a certain distance, he suddenly screamed: "Ah—oh my god!"

The monks looked back and saw that the large formation they had stayed just now was like paper, and was torn apart by the angry and roaring monster in the blink of an eye. ... What kind of monster clan is this? It seems that it can no longer be described by ordinary big monsters!

Then these monks saw that the mighty people they admired in their eyes were also like bereaved dogs, retreating while resisting these terrifying and raging attacks.

Then someone was stunned in midair and almost fell to the ground: "Then, that's not Taoist Chiyang..."

"Pinch me, I seem to see the head of the Tiandu faction!"

"There is also Su Zhenren..."

……

What kind of situation is this?These mediocre monks sat safely on the flying magic weapon to watch the show, while those powerful ones were struggling and embarrassed, under the crazy attack of the monster clan, they were in danger of dying at any time.

Some monks looked at Du Ziteng and hesitated to speak, and then someone finally said eagerly: "Master Xiao, um, um, we, are we just watching?"

Du Ziteng, however, folded his arms and looked at it from a distance, with a look of interest and interest. Hearing this question, he tilted his cheeks: "Ang. What's the matter? Do you want to help?"

As soon as this question came out, all the monks shook their heads like rattles.

What a joke, even these powerhouses who have been famous for hundreds of years in the Zhoutian world can only support it like this. It is only a matter of time before they are torn into pieces. After they go down, there is not enough gap between the teeth of the Sai Yaozu!

Then Du Ziteng sighed with regret: "It's a pity! I really want to help, but my cultivation base is too poor, so I can't help much!"

The little wooden stick in his mind rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Do you want to make a move? If you don't make a move, I can tell you that someone really can't support it."

As his natal magic weapon, the little wooden stick seldom actively expresses any opinions (only those that have nothing to do with eating). Du Ziteng was slightly taken aback, then smiled and waved his hand. Around Tiansuo, spiritual power gathered crazily brought terrifying spiritual pressure, which made the densely growing spirit crystals on Tiansuo make a crackling sound, and then slowly gave birth to the spirit crystals at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye. Pillar, that crystal pillar is still getting thicker, gradually getting closer, and even has the tendency to close completely!

With such a drastic change, those great powers are not blind, and they shouted in surprise: "Spiritual crystals gather!" "Where the spirits gather, the demonic energy cannot be maintained! Hurry up! Go over there!"

After all, they are all real powerful monks. After throwing out several treasures at the bottom of the box, these monks finally escaped one by one before the spiritual crystal pillars closed into a crystal wall. The huge body of the tribe hit the crystal wall unwillingly, but the thick crystal wall supported by the Zixiao Tiansuo did not move at all, which made the group of monks finally relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

In more than a thousand years of practice, this is not the first time that he has escaped from death like this, but if he survived, even if his heart is as strong as iron, it is inevitable that he will be grateful and afraid.

However, when they came back to their senses and looked around, they were shocked to find that a group of monks whose cultivation level was much lower than theirs were in a leisurely state of mind (there were even those who crossed their knees and looked at them curiously), Intact (there is even one with a spirit-seeking mouse in his hand!) Standing in a safe place early.

Among them, they even recognized many disciples of Shou Yixuan who were trapped in the Zixiao sky lock with them. Some of these big monks frowned slightly. How did these little monks... escape?

But not every great cultivator has such self-cultivation. That Guan Zhenren has the most irritable temper. At this time, his head is covered with blood, and his arm is missing. His dantian is exhausted and his realm is in danger of regressing. Annoyed: "How did you get here?! Hurry up and tell me!"

Those ordinary monks couldn't help but take a step back under such coercion, and no one answered his question for a while.

However, Du Ziteng got up from the ground leisurely (that's right! He was the one watching the show with his chin in his hands!), patted the dust on his buttocks, squinted and said, "Why? That's how Guan Zhenren treated you to save your life Benefactor's?"

Guan Zhenren's thick eyebrows stood on end, and his rough appearance made him even more terrifying against the blood all over his face. His gaze stabbed at Du Ziteng like lightning: "Benefactor? My old Guan's benefactor is not so easy to be!"

Du Ziteng calmly pointed at the wall of spirit crystal and asked sharply: "Everyone who is close to heaven, do you think that this barrier of spirit crystal is formed naturally?"

Many great powers in this scene were stunned, and then a gentle-faced cultivator raised his hand to stop Guan Zhenren's violent questioning, and turned his head to look up and down at this seemingly innocuous Golden Core cultivator: " So everything is your fault?"

The flickering Zhanran eyes could not distinguish between happiness and anger, which caused a chill in the hearts of all the monks who originally wanted to claim some credit and leave a good impression, but Master Xiao took the lead, and even began to rejoice that they had just I didn't act rashly anymore.

Du Ziteng shook his hand and said, "Hey, this is not due to me alone. The fruits of labor belong to everyone, to the great collective~"

Crowd: ...

The monk who asked the question asked himself that he had seen the great world, the land of extreme prosperity, and the land of ferocity, but this kind of answer made him choke, and it was difficult to continue asking.

Guan Zhenren, on the other hand, glared ferociously to the side: "It means that apart from that kid, you are also my old Guan's benefactor?!"

Poor that innocent monk who was glared at by the fellow monk's legs gave way and almost fell down. He is not Master Xiao. He dared to fight against these powerful people. He quickly shook his hands and chattered: "Yes, yes, yes..."

Guan Zhenren's eyes widened: "Huh?!"

Under this coercion, he immediately stopped stammering: "...It's all thanks to Master Xiao!"

The eyes of these monks were all focused on Du Ziteng with trepidation.

The seemingly gentle but unpredictable big monk looked at Du Ziteng again, but this kid didn't have the slightest intention to explain. The kid next to him carrying the spirit-seeking mouse puffed up his cheeks, and said loudly : "It's all thanks to Master Xiao, and the formation was laid out by the master alone! The others are just helping!"

What distraction, harmony, sorry, Mingzhu who grew up in Zhanwuyuan only heard one sentence: walking everywhere in harmony, distraction... is not as good as a dog!

Those masters who gave him shit and piss when he was a child, taught him to lead his spirit into his body, and him naughty skipped class and wanted to spank his butt but failed to do so were all at this level of cultivation!What is there to be afraid of o(￣ヘ￣o#)

The group of "powerful monks" who didn't know Mingzhu's innermost lines could still maintain calmness, but all of them looked at Du Ziteng like a torch: "Master of formation?!"

The group of monks who felt the pressure transfer finally took their first breath, and said in unison: "Yes, Master Xiao is the master of formation!"

A monk whispered: "Even one of the most powerful formation masters I have ever seen in my next life."

Seeing that no one responded when he threw out his words, the monk could not help but cleared his throat and added, "I am from the Dayan Realm."

The Dayan Realm, which is recognized as the most powerful and unruly formation master in the world, and Dayan Daoist who dares to call Dayan as the name, is located in the Dayan Realm.