"This Kun Bao is so generous. The first-level top-grade Vajra Disillusionment Array has a protective power comparable to that of an average second-level bottom-grade array. It is a turtle shell. The head uncle has no other way, he can only grind it!"

Su Cheng nodded and raised his hand and shot out a sword light.

After building the foundation, not only will the quality of spiritual power be transformed into a complete leap, but the dantian and flowing paths of spiritual power are not the same.

The master's magic sword only showed full power at this time. A "low-need" attribute in the magic sword became an "amplification" attribute. As it rotated, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, adding to the power of the foundation-building monk.

boom!

The light shield supported by the large array exploded with a large number of light golden spots.

As soon as he made a move, more than a hundred monks behind him also followed. For a moment, the tracer of various colors hit the light shield like a meteor. Within a few breaths, it made it sway like a ripples on the water surface. Countless light spots sputtered and sprinkled, vividly rendering the void around Fangshan.

These monks came to help the boxing through invitation and employment.

Except for Xuan Zhen and others, most of Su Cheng didn't know him.

But it doesn't matter. As long as he and Mi Xuan are there, they can give them hope for success. With hope, they are not afraid of any trouble or rebellion.

This is also a helpless move under poor strength.

There were too few monks from Bibo Sect, and they thought that a few new blood would be added to the Immortal Conference a month ago. Who knew that it would be a huge hit, but in the end it ended up with a terrible start.

Even a disciple who meets the minimum standard has not received it.

More than 10,000 people, four or five years of accumulation!

This is not a one in ten thousand probability, this tm...

All right!

Calm down!

The real reason is that children born after worshiping Taoist Lord generally did not grow up, the oldest one was only four or five years old, with a soul and a property that was not determined, so of course they would not appear at this Immortal Ascension Conference.

Having said that, the probability is too low.

In addition to part of the reason for luck, Su Chengru wondered, could it be that the spiritual energy around Leiyun Mountain was too thin and the restrictions of the acquired environment were too obvious?

With this concern, the competition for Fangshan is even more urgent.

The itinerary is ninety-nine. Don’t fail at this last step. All the efforts ahead are gone into vain. That is what makes people vomit blood.

To fight a good-wind battle, especially a dangerous good-wind battle, these casual cultivators can beat two.

There is no need to tell them at all. They can also master the rhythm, how much force should they use, when to fight, when to get angry, when to take a pill, and when to stop and meditate...

It was orderly and at a glance, you could tell that the business was already very skilled and didn't have to worry about Bibomen at all.

What about those people from Kun Bao?

Except for bluffing and swearing for a while at the beginning, it was already silent. As the light cover supported by the formation was getting thinner and thinner, the speed of Fangshan's spiritual eyes supply was no longer enough, and no one inside added spirit stones to the formation.

There is no need to say explicitly about the eyelids, and the left and right cultivators will be greatly energetic.

"Uncle Master, look!"

Su Cheng looked in the direction Mo Yan pointed, and saw scattered monks peeking in the distance.

"When the formation is broken, the Fucai will be allowed to rob. We only focus on the spiritual field and don't let them ruin it!" Su Chengdao.

"The leader is right. Lingshan Lingtian is the foundation, and the others are secondary." Helan also agreed.

In his words, Fangshan has already been regarded as his home, with a natural tone.

At this moment, an accident happened.

"All fellow Taoists from Bibo Gate are here, the messengers of the You family, who came specifically to mediate this dispute!"

This sound suddenly appeared in the formation.

The momentum of Su Cheng's attack on the side was just a blow.

"No, the You family is going to get out of this muddy water. The head uncle should not let go of the momentum, and it will be troublesome if it is leaked." Helan said quickly.

Without Helan reminding, Su Cheng already knew that the messenger would not appear early or late, but he had to wait for this opportunity to jump out. He would know what plans and what thoughts he had hidden. He could see with a discerning eye!

"What You Family? I haven't heard of it!"

Su Cheng said with a word, and the head of the sect slashed with all his strength. A half-moon-shaped light slashed like a huge sickle on the light cover of the formation.

When the other monks saw it, they hesitated and smashed the talismans and magic weapons in their hands for no reason. The light spots in the sky began to appear again, and the momentum increased by a few percent compared to just now. For a moment, they were astonishing the turtle shell in front of them.

When the wandering cultivators in the distance saw one or two hyenas approached sneakily, staggering the location of the Bibo Gate far away, took out the guy and joined in.

"Uncle the leader?"

"Don't worry about them, it's important to deal with Kun Bao!"

"Yes, you can't delay!"

The boss had this attitude. Xuan Zhen and others looked at each other and calmed down. However, the other hired casual cultivators were very nervous, and the amplitude and frequency of the attacks suddenly increased.

Afterwards, no one took care of the You family no matter what they said or shouted.

In the formation, Kun Bao saw that the amulet was not working well, so he finally took out the spirit stone and added it to the formation.

But it was too late at this time, and only a thin layer was left for the formation to be consumed.

In order to delay time and extend the life of the spirit stone, the mid-stage foundation-building cultivator had to fly out of the turtle shell: "Where is Wu Ming? Come up and die!"

Before Su Cheng could do anything, Mi Xuan snorted coldly, stomped her feet gently, and stepped on a sonic boom in the void!

With a loud bang, the person had disappeared. When he saw it clearly again, it had turned into a red afterimage and a blue afterimage (Kun Bao).

The sword light was scattered, and the highly compressed spiritual power shot. The two fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky, suddenly appeared and appeared in real time, instantly empty, rumbling collision sounds, and the dull sound of the buzzing sounds endlessly!

In just one stick of incense, the green afterimage groaned, sprinkled a bright blood flower and shot into the mountain protection array like a meteor.

Mi Xuan settled with peace of mind beside Su Cheng.

Cheers were everywhere.

Seeing that the winner was decided, the sneaky cultivators around couldn't help but run over and beat him without saying a word!

Another stick of incense passed, and the formation suddenly burst into tears and then shattered!

Fangshan, Lingdi, Kunbao's decades of accumulation were exposed to a group of tigers and wolves without any protection.

I don’t know who shouted wildly, and countless monks rushed forward and rushed down one after another, leaving Bibomo up and down, leaving Xuan Zhen and others aside.

"Please take care of the spiritual field with all your might and don't let them ruin it!"

"Yes, uncle in the head!"

Everyone was excited and agreed.

In this way, after five years, there were finally scholars rushing to the blessed land of Lingshan, rushing forward one after another, leaving Bibomo, Xuanzhen and others aside.

"Please take care of the spiritual field with all your might and don't let them ruin it!"

"Yes, uncle in the head!"
Chapter completed!