Immortal Formula

  Chapter 66 The pomp of the real Mingyu (300 plus more)

Fan Sixian snorted: "You deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, what's the use of keeping it. Since you are a demon cultivator, there is no better match for your deity than your blood. Today, I sacrifice your blood to the flag to prove my great demon. Respect is in the world!" The huge pen in his hand slammed on the picture, dotted with dots, and drew a square shape of a human figure, and then showed it in the wind, the figure almost broke out of the painting, he faced the void, Grabbing it with his hand, a blood-red figure suddenly floated up on Wufang's body, shouting: "Come on!" The five fingers formed a claw shape and moved back, and the **** figure was about to leave his body and fly into the air.

Gu Yan was taken aback, she hurriedly mobilized the earth spirit beads, and laid a thick barrier around Wu Fang, but it seemed to be ineffective against this blood shadow. Three sharp golden arrows then shot at Fan Sixian in the sky.

Fan Sixian concentrated on his actions, and the picture automatically raised a yellow light, as if there was a thick wall of air, blocking Gu Yan's sharp golden arrow. Gu Yan only felt that the speed of the sharp golden arrow became extremely slow inside. He can only go in an inch, and the blood shadow on Wufang's body has been caught by him and flew into the air, about to break out.

Yue Mingge, who was floating in the air, let out a low drink. He flipped the disc in his hand, and then shot a ray of light from the long needle in the front, turning into a light curtain, blocking Wu Fang's side. The blood shadow seemed to be blocked by something, and it was a little delayed. Gu Yan was at Wufang's side at this time. She saw Wufang holding her head in her hands, looking extremely painful. Sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping from her forehead.

When Fan Sixian called the nine souls to return to their places, she once suffered such pain, that kind of pain, like stripping your consciousness out of the body, from the inside to the outside, up and down the whole body, in the meridians , Within the sea of ​​consciousness, pain is everywhere. Gu Yan hurriedly put the palm of his hand on the back of his head, then took out a magic pill and pressed it on his top door, exuding a cool air.

Wu Fang glanced at her gratefully. At this time, Fan Sixian shouted in the air. He stretched out his finger and stroked his forehead, and then a red line appeared on his forehead, and a drop of blood condensed on him. With a flick of his fingertips, it fell onto the puppet, and then the puppet roared loudly, as if it had been blessed with enormous power. The rope was cut by him!

   Fan Sixian's face was very pale at this time, as if he was seriously injured, but the blood shadow on Wufang's body was sucked back by him at once!

   Gu Yan shouted: "Hold on!" She didn't care about protecting her body, she released the powerful spiritual sense in the sea of ​​consciousness, and wanted to use her own spiritual sense to pull back the spirit that Wu Fang was torn out.

Wufang smiled sadly and said, "No need, why do you need to spend an extra life!" With a slight push of his hand, he pushed Gu Yan away from his body, and a wisp of divine consciousness silently entered Gu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness. .

   And the blood shadow that was forcibly pulled out from his body quickly jumped into Fan Sixian's painting, and then passed through. It turned into a small shadow, and then passed through Fan Yichen's top door. Fan Yichen's body collapsed as if he had been drained, and then a cloud of blood rose from the center and condensed into a head. The shape, the momentum emitted by the puppet suddenly flourished!

   Wufang's body slowly fell down. Gu Yan saw his white face become paler and bloodless, as if the signs of life had left his body. A twitch-like pain suddenly developed in her heart, just as the three patriarchs of the Gu family died tragically in front of everyone.

   At this moment, the earth began to vibrate rapidly. The surroundings began to shake, and even the sky seemed to start shaking. Gu Yan looked up and saw that cracks began to appear in the dim sky. Yue Mingge quickly fell down, and he grabbed Gu Yan's hand. , shouted: "The formation will be broken!"

   There were countless cracks on the ground, the mountains were destroyed, and countless fireballs fell from the sky, as if it was a scene of doomsday. Gu Yan only had time to hug Wufang, and then their eyes were filled with white light, and finally the puppet's angry and mournful roar echoed in her ears...

   When Gu Yan felt her feet on the ground, she was already at the top of Mount Taihua. Standing next to him was Yue Mingge with a solemn expression, his eyes fixed on the front.

  In the sky, there is a cloud of steaming clouds, and the mist is lingering. Standing in the center was the family head Fan. He was walking on a flying magic weapon under his feet and staring straight ahead. Not far in front of him, there is a frame driven by eight spirit beasts, a carriage with a giant horn floats quietly in the air, the curtain is slightly raised, and a very clear and pleasant voice is loud and clear said: "Fan Sixian, this real person gives you a chance to explain!"

   Behind this pair of chariots, there are four or five monks standing in the air, some of them are wearing Taoist robes, some are wearing gorgeous attire, a female monk is wearing a gorgeous dress, as noble as an ancient lady. She is holding a long and square object in her hand, which looks like a chessboard. As her hand keeps **** on it, a little bit of blue light appears on it, which corresponds to Taihua Mountain's There were also beams of light around her, and the cultivators around her all looked solemn, holding magic weapons of various shapes in their hands. It radiates light in all directions towards Taihua Mountain.

  Gu Yan was dazzled. This was the first time she had seen so many cultivators cast spells together. It was truly magnificent and breathtaking!

   She suddenly remembered Wufang in the magic circle, turned her head quickly, and found that his body stopped there quietly, looking at Yue Mingge in amazement.

  Yue Mingge let out a long sigh: "He was captured by Fan Sixian's secret technique, and he has lost his mind."

   Gu Yan said angrily: "He only needs to hold on for another half an hour. You have so many cultivators of forming pills, and there is no one who can compete with you in Luodi. Why can't you break the formation earlier?"

  Yue Mingge didn't speak and looked at her quietly. Gu Yan's face flushed a little, but it took a long time to calm down. "Sorry, I'm a little excited," she whispered.

  Yue Mingge sighed: "Do heroic deeds, have great generosity, and be a good man. I'm not as good as him."

  Gu Yan did not speak quietly. Most of the monks who were trapped in the circle were able to escape, and if Wu Fang was not for saving her, they would not necessarily suffer from Chi Yu. This made her feel bad.

   (end of this chapter)