Chapter 358: War Begins

The formation was completed, and the battle to suppress the monster could begin.

But when the battle really started, all the cultivators in Tongxian City had doubts in their hearts.

Is the formation really okay? Can it really kill Feng Xi?

Not only ordinary casual cultivators, but also Elder Yu, who was in the foundation-building stage, were worried.

But they didn't dare to ask Mo Hua.

First, they were afraid of putting pressure on Mo Hua, and second, it was useless to ask.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.

Things have come to this point, and the formation has been built. No matter what, they can only bite the bullet and start to suppress the monster.

And Mo Hua's eyes were calm and his expression was calm from beginning to end.

It seemed that the monster would definitely die in the formation this time.

This also made several foundation-building cultivators calm down inexplicably.

Elder Yu sighed in his heart. After all, he and his people were foundation-building cultivators who had lived for hundreds of years and experienced storms. Now they were not as calm as Mo Hua, a child.

But then he thought again, although they had experienced storms before, it was indeed the first time they had encountered such a big storm as the big monster...

The big formation is also a formation. Since it is a formation, they don't understand it. Since they don't understand it, they should trust Mo Hua.

Not only Elder Yu, but all the cultivators basically think so.

The Five Elements Demon Killing Formation is a trapping formation. If you want to trap and kill Feng Xi, you must first lead Feng Xi into the formation.

This step is very dangerous, so only the foundation-building cultivators can do it, and the Taoist soldiers will cover from the side.

Among the foundation-building cultivators who led Feng Xi to kill, Mo Hua actually saw Zhang Lan.

"Uncle Zhang, you have built a foundation?!"

Mo Hua was surprised.

Zhang Lan pretended to be calm, but his eyebrows could not hide his pride. He said lightly: "Not bad, I found time to build a foundation."

Mo Hua curled his lips, finding time to build a foundation... It sounds like finding time to meet a relative.

Is it really that easy to build a foundation...

But he remembered what Zhang Lan said before.

It is indeed not difficult for disciples of aristocratic families to build a foundation.

Zhang Lan stopped at the ninth level of Qi Refining before, one to polish the foundation, and the other to avoid the trouble of the family.

"Have you built a good foundation?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan said casually: "It's almost done, there is no need to keep polishing."

"Then now that you have built a foundation, do you want to go home for a blind date?" Mo Hua asked curiously again.

Zhang Lan's face darkened: "Kid, can you talk about something serious?"

Mo Hua laughed, and at the same time felt grateful.

He knew that Zhang Lan's move was actually for the cultivators of Tongxian City. After all, when dealing with big monsters, one more foundation would mean more strength and more protection, so he was eager to break through the realm.

Mo Hua silently remembered Zhang Lan's favor and said to himself:

"I will definitely help Uncle Zhang if I have the chance in the future!"

The plan to kill the monster had been discussed before the formation was built, and now it was just a matter of deciding on the candidate.

The next day, the sky was dark and the Taoist soldiers began to gather.

Yang Jiyong stood on a hilltop, looking at the bloody monster in front of him from afar, with a solemn expression.

After a while, a Taoist leader who was also wearing armor came over and whispered, "Brother, everything has been arranged."

This person was named Yang Rong. He was a member of the Yang family and the leader of the Taoist soldiers who were transferred to support this time.

Yang Jiyong nodded, still frowning.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, so Yang Rong found some words and chatted with Yang Jiyong.

After chatting about some family trivia, Yang Rong suddenly became confused and asked:

"Brother, why did you only transfer the Yang family this time?"

When applying for the transfer of Taoist soldiers, you can only let the Taoist court allocate them. This time, Yang Jiyong used the connections of the Yang family to transfer Yang Rong and others.

And not only Yang Rong, but all the Taoist soldiers who came this time have roots in the Yang family. They either have the surname Yang, or are married to the Yang family, or have received favors from the Yang family. They are all considered "own people" of the Yang family.

"I feel at ease when my own people do things." Yang Jiyong replied.

Yang Rong obviously didn't believe it, "Brother, tell me the truth, don't lie to me."

Yang Jiyong glanced at Yang Rong, pondered for a moment, and slowly said:

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to keep your mouth shut, including the brothers below, don't let any wind leak out."

Yang Rong's expression condensed, and he nodded and said, "Brother, don't worry."

Yang Jiyong said, "The main purpose of asking you to come is to keep it secret. Whether the formation is built or not, whether Feng Xi can be killed or not, you must not leak the news..."

Yang Rong was a little embarrassed, "Building a formation is such a big move, it can't be concealed..."

"I'm not asking you to conceal the construction of the formation," Yang Jiyong said, "I'm asking you to conceal the person who built the formation."

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who built this formation?"

As soon as they arrived in Tongxian City, they stationed near the big monster to prevent the big monster from having any accidents, and they didn't have much contact with the cultivators of Tongxian City.

They didn't intervene in the construction of the formation.

They didn't understand the matter of drawing formations.

He only remembered seeing a group of formation masters, the most conspicuous of which was an old formation master with a rather dignified demeanor. As for who was responsible for building the formation, he had no idea.

Yang Jiyong was about to say something, but suddenly shook his head, "It's best if you don't know."

Yang Rong was stunned for a moment, and didn't want to ask any more questions, but he suddenly became curious like a cat's claws scratching an itch.

Brother Yang was so serious, which showed that this matter was indeed unusual.

"Brother Yang, if you tell me, I know what is a secret, so that I can keep it better. If you don't tell me, I don't even know what is a secret. What if I accidentally let it slip?"

Yang Jiyong was stunned, "You kid, when did you become so smart?"

Yang Rong smiled.

Yang Jiyong thought about it and decided to tell him, "Have you seen a little monk these days?"

"Little monk?" Yang Rong was slightly stunned.

"The little monk with beautiful eyebrows, white and handsome, looks smart and cute at first glance, and you can't see through him at all when you look at him again..."

Yang Rong frowned and thought, and suddenly said "ah", he remembered.

"It's the young cultivator who followed a group of old formation masters."

"You got it wrong."

"Wrong?"

Yang Jiyong said calmly: "It's not him who followed the old formation master, it's a group of old formation masters who followed him..."

Yang Rong opened his mouth wide, "No way..."

Then he thought of the "people who built the big formation" that Yang Jiyong said, and was a little confused for a moment, and said again, "No way..."

Yang Jiyong stopped talking and didn't say anything more, just reminded him:

"Get it."

Yang Rong was stunned for a long time, figured it out, shook his head, and murmured: "Too scary..."

These days, such a young child can build a big formation?

Yang Rong came up to Yang Jiyong again and whispered: "Brother, this matter must not be known to the Li family and the Chang family."

Otherwise they will definitely use any means to win you over.

"That's why I used the Yang family's relationship to let you come."

"But what if I can't keep it secret?" Yang Rong was a little worried.

"It's okay," Yang Jiyong said calmly, "As long as they don't see it with their own eyes, they won't believe it."

Yang Rong nodded.

In fact, he saw it with his own eyes, but he still didn't quite believe it...

But since the eldest brother said so, he would do it.

"There is one more important thing..."

Yang Jiyong looked at Yang Rong and reminded him:

"The success or failure of this attempt to kill Feng Xi is unknown. If it fails, you must find a way to keep Mo Hua safe."

"Mo Hua..."

Yang Rong remembered the name and nodded: "Okay!"

After that, he looked at Feng Xi in the distance and sighed:

"Such a big monster, I can't help but feel a palpitation just looking at it. Can it really be killed?"

Yang Jiyong said in a deep voice: "No matter what, we have to try it."

After that, he sighed in his heart:

I hope not too many people will die this time...

The Taoist soldiers who came this time are all Yang's confidants, and most of them are his brothers who shared life and death on the battlefield. He doesn't want too many casualties.

But what they are facing this time is a terrifying monster.

Within the state boundary, monsters are invincible.

Even if a large formation is built, it is not easy to fight against monsters.

Yang Jiyong looked calm, but he was worried.

After Yang Rong left, Zhang Lan found Yang Jiyong again after a while.

After building the foundation, Zhang Lan was more confident, and he stood up straighter when he saw Yang Jiyong.

Regarding the matter of killing Feng Xi, the two of them briefly handed over, and Zhang Lan turned around and left, but he was stopped by Yang Jiyong after he took a few steps.

"Zhang Lan." Yang Jiyong shouted, and after a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't die..."

Zhang Lan's expression was slightly stagnant, a little surprised, but he still had no good words:

"I won't die, you bastard, don't curse me."

Yang Jiyong's eyelids twitched, "I said don't die, not let you die!"

Zhang Lan snorted coldly, "Before the war, the words were said in reverse, you said it as if I was about to die..."

Yang Jiyong's concern for Zhang Lan disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but cursed:

"Fuck you, a dog can't spit out ivory, I really, feed the dog with kindness!"

"You still have kindness?"

"No, it was eaten by you, a dog."

...

The two of them insulted each other for a while, and then they were silent again.

Zhang Lan said, "Don't worry, the formation was built by Mo Hua, and he usually doesn't do anything that he is not sure of. As long as you don't seek death, you should not die..."

Yang Jiyong didn't say anything, but his mood was not so heavy.

...

At the hour of Mao, everyone began to prepare to wake up Feng Xi and lead Feng Xi into the formation according to the plan.

Yang Jiyong took the first step.

He raised his spear horizontally, exerted all his strength to gather spiritual power on the spear, and then the spear shone with golden light, and with great force, stabbed Feng Xi's abdomen.

This is the Yang family's secret superior Taoist method - Yaojin Spear.

The Qian family ancestor, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, was also seriously injured by this spear method.

As the spear reached, Feng Xi's abdomen was strangled by spiritual power, and a deep hole was pierced through it, but in an instant, blood and qi condensed and flesh and blood regenerated.

Seeing this, everyone was amazed.

What a strong spearmanship and such a strong blood and qi.

It was almost impossible for cultivators to kill such a powerful monster.

It just stood there and let these foundation-building cultivators attack it until it was exhausted, but it might not be able to consume one tenth or one twelfth of its blood and qi.

However, this shot did cause Feng Xi a lot of injuries.

Feng Xi woke up suddenly in pain and let out a fierce roar that made people change color.

It opened its eyes, and its pupils moved irregularly, and finally fixed on Commander Yang. In an instant, the hostility on its body suddenly increased.

It stood up slowly. Feng Xi, who had been refining blood for three months, was like a small mountain, mixed with a strong bloody smell, and rushed directly towards Commander Yang.

Fortunately, the pig demon was clumsy and had not yet finished refining blood, so it was inconvenient to move.

Yang Jiyong retreated, while retreating, he led Feng Xi towards the direction of the formation.

Today is the third update, and I will add another chapter later to mention the progress of the plot~