Chapter 470 They Are All Waiting, Do You Dare to Come? (4K8)

"It seems pretty good?"

Shen Yi loosened his palm and dispersed the strange gray-white armor.

The surrounding formations quickly gathered back and fell on the chest again.

He was not willing to study formations.

After all, in most of the situations he encountered now, no one could help him to spend time and let him lay out the formations with peace of mind.

It would be fine to learn some simple formations for emergencies, but Shen Yi felt that the cost-effectiveness of spiritual formations that consume terrifying lifespans was a bit low.

But the situation is obviously different now.

This Guixu Immortal Armor Formation is actually engraved on the body and can be activated at any time. The one taken out by the former Nanyang Sect Master is indeed the most suitable thing for close combat.

And he felt the effect a little.

At least it will not be weaker than Tianyan 49.

"Huh."

Shen Yi adjusted his breathing and looked at the remaining demon lifespan.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 427,000 years]

The biggest difference between Guixu Xianjia Formation and Tianyan 49 is that after being separated from Xuanqing's perception, Tianyan 49 made no progress by deduction alone, and almost forced all the demon remnants to disintegrate and disappear.

But Guixu Xianjia Formation... is just slow.

There is progress, which means it can be deduced!

Shen Yi felt nauseous before he started to mobilize the demon lifespan.

If I remember correctly, he had only deduced tens of thousands of years of this kind of brain-intensive skills before, such as the level of Lihuo Burning Heart Palm, but in front of the real Fanxu Spiritual Method, it was a little dwarfed by the big witch.

He returned to the mountain again.

He sat cross-legged again.

The vast demon lifespan was madly poured into the spiritual formation.

[In the first year, you once again tried to contact the more vast part of this spiritual formation. The insights of the predecessors that originally supported your practice were no longer useful at this moment. You began to recall the formation diagram that you had memorized for tens of thousands of years, trying to find the rules from those boring years and draw inferences from one instance to another]

As the demon's life passed.

The black shirt was silent, and the handsome features on the young man's fair face gradually became hideous.

Sweat poured down like rain, and instantly wet the whole body.

When his expression returned to calm, the clear eyes were quickly occupied by confusion, and the whole person looked a little crazy.

Not talented enough, but forced to practice spiritual methods.

This behavior would be ridiculed in the immortal sect.

The creatures in the world have their own ways. Forcing yourself to step on the road that does not belong to you will only fall to pieces and it is impossible to succeed.

Unless... you have much more time than ordinary people.

Day and night alternate.

The panel has stopped deducing long ago.

There was still no light in Shen Yi's eyes, as if he had turned into a statue.

With a slight tremor in his fingertips.

He stood up shakily, then fell to the ground exhausted, retching frantically, as if he wanted to vomit out all the internal organs of the Dao Infant.

Even with all kinds of natural treasures, the life span of a Return to Void cultivator is no more than 50,000 years.

To spend a lifetime studying a method is already considered a rare stubborn species.

A full 220,000 years of sitting in confusion, gathered in a short period of time.

Almost destroyed Shen Yi's mind.

If the panel had not taken on 99% of the pressure and only fed back a tiny bit to him, he would probably have become a fool now.

[Return to Void (Spirit). Return to Ruins Immortal Armor Formation: Minor Success]

[Remaining Demon Lifespan: 200,700 Years]

Shen Yi wiped the corners of his lips with his sleeves, stretched out his palms that shook like sieves, and his fingertips revealed black mist and golden threads.

He gasped heavily, and the corners of his lips that he had just wiped clean were stained by blood plasma again.

Fortunately, his palm finally stabilized.

When drawing a formation diagram on the body like this, there must be no mistakes.

When he began to draw the formation diagram on his chest.

Shen Yi seemed to have entered a mysterious state, his fingertips were as steady as a rock, and the golden thread was many times more accurate than before under the guidance of his soul.

There was no stagnation, and it flowed like a rushing river.

It was easy to do.

The pen stopped, and the formation was completed.

…

In the ancestral hall.

Li Qingfeng leaned against the pillar in panic, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The sect master didn't know where he went to practice, and the communication jade slip couldn't contact him.

The only person he could find was Senior Xuanqing.

The elders of the Chen family and many deacons of Qinghai Prefecture had brought back the people of Xiaojiabao and settled them in Daqian.

I came to report this to Li Qingfeng, but I didn't expect that this little immortal received a letter from someone and then became like this.

"You...you go out first."

Li Qingfeng forced himself to be calm and waved his sleeves to let everyone go out.

"Uh." The Nanyang Sect deacons looked at each other. After all, they had just arrived and had not done anything for the Nanyang Sect, so it was not easy to ask more questions. After hearing this, they all bowed respectfully and then walked out of the hall lightly.

"..."

Li Qingfeng exhaled a breath and then came to Xuanqing: "Can you trouble the senior to find the sect master for me? I have something important to report."

"He should be practicing."

Xuanqing opened his eyes and recalled the changes in spiritual energy he had sensed before. It was obvious that the sect master had made new progress.

"If it's convenient, you can tell me first."

He might not be able to help, but he could definitely give the other party some advice.

"It's not convenient or inconvenient."

Li Qingfeng lowered his head, sat on the ground helplessly, and took out a secret letter from his sleeve.

There was no identification on the letter.

But from the tone of the words, Li Qingfeng still deduced the identity of the other party, that is, the deacon Liu Qianyun of Qingyue Sect.

"The Dragon Palace Aquatic Clan destroyed four land and water areas, including the Chen family, the Gui Sect, Qinghai Prefecture, and Shuiyue Merchant Alliance."

"Among them, the disciples of the Chen family and Qinghai Prefecture had all evacuated long ago, and there were no casualties. The Gui Sect was completely destroyed, and the floating island of Shuiyue Merchant Alliance was destroyed. The leader Wen Qiujin received the news in advance and took the offerings to join the Yan family."

"The Seven Sons of Nanhong... are waiting for the news of Sect Master Shen."

As the saying goes, family members know their own business.

Li Qingfeng did not hide it. Now in the entire Nanyang treasure land, the only one who can help Sect Master Shen is the senior in front of him.

He couldn't understand, "What do you mean by waiting for the news from Sect Master Shen? Dragon Palace has taken action. Do they have to wait for the order from Sect Master Shen before they dare to fight back?"

Even though Li Qingfeng rarely left the treasure land, he knew from the deacon of Qingyue Sect who came to preach that Hongze was the territory of Dragon Palace.

The reason why the seven sons of Nanhong shared life and death together was to work together to resist the water tribe and strive for a place to settle down in Nanhong.

"Because, it is most likely not the Dragon Palace."

Li Xuanqing shook his head calmly and advised, "They are just scaring you. Of course, the person who sent the message may not have a high status and was simply scared, becoming a knife in the hands of others."

"It is impossible that it was an order from the Dragon Palace. If you really want to take action against the seven sons of Nanhong, it is not enough to rely on the Nanlong Palace alone. At least you have to bring another family. If that is the case, you will not inform the Nanyang Sect at all."

Maybe the words are a bit harsh, but this is the fact.

If you really encounter a life-and-death crisis, the current Nanyang Sect will be of no use at all.

"So it's not as serious as I thought?" Li Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he saw Senior Xuan Qing shook his head again: "If it's just for Nanyang, it may be more serious than you think. Even if it's not the intention of the Dragon Palace, it must be a demon in the Dragon Palace."

The four forces in the letter are all the ones that Sect Master Shen has just contacted.

If this matter cannot be resolved, the matter of recovering 182 families will be in vain, and it is a foregone conclusion.

The one who can plan such an event must be a Baiyujing cultivator.

The other party does not need to show up at all, and even does not need to seek help from demons. Simply revealing some information can beat the Nanyang Sect back to its original form.

Of course, there is another way out.

That is to pick up the words left by the six major immortal sects after knocking on the door.

The gates of the six sects are still open to Shen Yi.

Li Xuanqing pondered for a moment, took out the Dao card, and first explained the whole thing in detail, and then added: "Go to the Yan family, maybe there is still room for maneuver."

The Yan family was once one of the vassal of Nanyang, and was later taken over by Qingyue Sect.

It is one of the top four forces among the 182 families, with Baiyujing cultivators sitting in charge.

The next moment, Li Qingfeng raised his eyes in surprise.

The sect formation was opened, and a figure stepping on the black light sword suddenly flew out of the sect.

The Chen family and Qinghai Mansion people who had just dispersed gathered back again, wondering: "What happened?"

Does Shen Shangxian not need to bring people to help with some chores this time?

Li Qingfeng looked at the people outside the hall with a complicated expression, not knowing whether he should tell them about this. Let's not talk about the Chen family first. Qinghai Mansion did send disciples to Nanyang Sect, but they haven't been sent yet... Who knows if there will be any accidents on the way.

You know, Qinghai Prefecture has transferred almost all the cultivators who can be used to Nanyang Sect to serve as deacons.

...

Lingyun Sect.

Although the disciples in the entire sect didn't know what happened, they could feel that the atmosphere had become inexplicably strange.

The smiles on the faces of the outer sect elders and deacons suddenly disappeared, and they all looked serious.

The direct disciples who could be seen occasionally on weekdays also returned to the cave house at this moment, staying indoors, as if waiting for something.

Finally, a golden white robe swept across the sky.

Under the suspicious gaze of many fellow disciples, the direct disciple of the sect master left the sect directly.

"Brother Yuanzhou has left the mountain?"

The inner sect disciples were just curious, but the direct disciples and elders who were sitting in the cave house slowly frowned.

This matter must have nothing to do with Lingyun Sect.

But they will definitely enjoy the benefits.

At this time, without knowing who planned it, Wei Yuanzhou actually showed up.

Whether he is helping Nanyang Sect or harming Nanyang Sect.

The stick hits the head bird, the tree attracts the wind.

I don't know how many people will be offended.

This is not a rational move.

At the same time.

In Qingyue Sect, it was still Liu Qianyun and a few others, but this time the one surrounded in the middle became Yan Wencheng with a bitter face.

"Junior Brother Yan, what did your family say? Did they reply to your letter?"

Liu Qianyun was obviously a little anxious, because she found that at this time, even her father, who was an elder, could not intervene.

It was agreed that the Seven Sons Conference would be held in three months.

Less than a month had passed, and someone couldn't sit still.

"Replied."

Yan Wencheng looked at the two women and smiled bitterly: "It's ambiguous, there is no definite word... At least it's better than the other three families, and temporarily rescued the people of Shuiyue Merchant Alliance."

This time, it was because I wrote a letter to my family and told some things about Sect Master Shen.

"Let's go! Go and take a look!"

Zheng Qian gritted her teeth. Although she couldn't help much, she was so anxious waiting in the sect!

"Okay, I also want to talk to my uncle in person."

Yan Wencheng nodded, and then followed Zheng Qian out of Qingyue Sect.

With different thoughts, one after another, figures swept out of the scope of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, all heading towards the direction of Shuiyue Merchant Alliance.

At this moment.

Shen Yi stepped on the Black Light Mysterious Sword and glanced at the Water Tribe Demon Zhenshi of the seventh level of Return to Void beside him: "Who gave you the news?"

He was not afraid of trouble, but at least he knew who the other party was.

"Reporting to my master, we didn't know that the jade slip appeared silently in front of the hall master, hiding his breath, and his realm was already extraordinary. He knew that the master had a grudge against the Dragon Fish Hall, but just told us where you were."

The fish demon stood respectfully behind Shen Yi.

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a moment.

Compared to the last time Lingyun Sect's small fight, these Baiyujing monks are countless times more vicious and have clearer goals.

They don't care whether they live or die, they just want the treasure land of Nanyang.

"Who will avenge you?"

Forget it, focus on the present.

Shen Yi is not sure about the attitude of the Yan family. This time, he came out mainly to find the group of disciples in Qinghai Prefecture first.

"In addition to his only daughter, the Palace Master actually has an adopted son. However, his talent is so amazing that he was valued by the Southern Dragon Palace when he was very young, and someone was sent to pick him up. The Palace Master did not dare to marry him, so he never publicized this relationship to the outside world."

"It is precisely because of the existence of this adopted son that the Dragon Fish Palace can have a relationship with the Dragon Palace."

"He is a genius comparable to the direct disciples of the Immortal Sect. Although he is of humble origin, he is famous. My Lord should have heard of him. He is the General Daohai of the Southern Dragon Palace. He is the same age as the Palace Master's only daughter, but he is already a great demon comparable to the eighth level of Return to Void."

"Huh."

Although Shen Yi had never heard of this name, if I remember correctly, the red-skirted girl last time seemed to be only at the second level of Return to Void.

However... Wen Qiujin seemed to have said that the magic circle on the floating island cannot be broken unless the Return to Void is perfect.

Since the Shuiyue Business Alliance was destroyed, it doesn't seem like there is only one General Daohai.

...

The floating island where the Shuiyue Business Alliance is located is now in pieces floating on the ocean.

The towering luxurious corner tower has now disappeared.

On the edge of the boundless ocean, densely packed figures are standing. Judging from their clothes, they belong to different forces and their cultivation realms are also uneven.

They look towards the floating island with solemn expressions.

The reason why they dare to come over.

Because there is an extremely broad formation in the distance, covering hundreds of huge treasure ships.

On the treasure ship in the front.

Wen Qiujin's expression is stagnant, and his face is full of confusion and disbelief.

Shuiyue Merchant Alliance has never made enemies with the water tribe, and has never been stingy with filial piety. The first thing for the treasure ships to transport goods before departure is to prepare their share for the Dragon Palace soldiers.

In the name of Nanhong Seven Sons and Dragon Palace, intimidate the rest of the water tribe and try to avoid being robbed of goods.

When he received the spy's message that the Chen family, Qinghai Prefecture, and Guizong were all in trouble.

Wen Qiujin fled without hesitation with the Shuiyue Merchant Alliance monks and asked for help from the Yan family.

Then he watched helplessly as his years of accumulation were destroyed in an instant.

"Senior Yan."

He turned his head and looked to the side: "They are..."

"Don't ask, don't care, this is not something you can participate in. As for the things outside your body, you should see it more clearly than me."

The person called Senior Yan was an old man in a long gown.

All the monks around knew his name.

Yan family, Yan Xingyuan.

The monk who has reached the eleventh level of Return to Void has already stood at the top in Nanhong.

"..."

Hearing this, Wen Qiujin no longer asked why he had to stay here and what he was waiting for.

He just retreated quietly.

Under the gaze of so many monks, there were only two figures on the floating island.

The former was a young man in neat armor and a silver crown.

It did not carry a weapon, but just sat cross-legged with empty hands.

Behind him, there was a black-backed dragon monster, whose life span was obviously approaching the end. He stood with his arms folded and his eyes slightly closed.

Neither of them even released their breath, but they suppressed all the surrounding cultivators to silence.

In the Southern Dragon Palace, the reputation of the Sea-Walking General was all forged with blood and sea, without any water mixed in.

It was like a crazy mad dog, without any background, and only wanted to build up its position in the Southern Dragon Palace with corpses.

But today, it did not bring any soldiers.

It came alone and destroyed four forces in a row.

As for the black-backed dragon behind, it was not well-known and had a strange face, but this situation was even more terrifying, indicating that it was the most elite group of veterans of the Southern Dragon Palace who retired, but the years were too long, so that the cultivators had forgotten its fierce reputation.

The two Dragon Palace monsters did not move.

Yan Xingyuan did not move either.

They just stood there like this, as if waiting for someone to come.

Even if both sides did not know whether that person dared to come.

"Look who that is!"

In the clouds, Liu Qianyun and the others came hastily and were about to go towards Yan Xingyuan, but were suddenly stopped by Zheng Qian.

They looked up and their hearts suddenly jumped.

In a place that no one could notice, a white robe with golden threads swayed slowly.

He did not deliberately hide his aura.

It was just because he stood too high that others could not see him.

He was like a fairy god, overlooking the world.

Wei Yuanzhou, the Master of Liuyun, was waiting silently.