Master Yimei chuckled at Long Shisan and said, "Long Shisan, we are each other, since we first entered the pagoda, I knew that you must not be as honest as you seem on the surface. Sure enough, you want to eat the relics alone."

Long Shisan's face looked a little ugly. He glanced at Master Yimei hatred and said, "I only want the best relic, the other eight, distributed by your Shenfu Sect and the Pure Water Sect, and our Kuangdao Sect will never be touched."

Hearing Long Shisan's words, Master Yimei shook his head and smiled coldly, "Long Shisan, why not be as good as the best relics belong to our Divine Talisman Sect. How about you and Zhenren Miaoshui share the remaining eight relics?"

Long Shisan was furious and was about to speak when the cold voice of Miaoshui Zhenren suddenly rang.

"Long Shisan, Yimei, do you really think that my water-purifying sect is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others?"

Long Shisan and Master Yimei changed their faces and looked at Master Miaoshui. He saw Master Miaoshui open his eyes at this moment, looking at them with a pair of sharp eyes, with cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Facing the murderous gaze of Master Miaoshui, Master Yimei's expression changed, but then he seemed to think of something, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said, "Miaoshui, as long as you are willing to give the best relics to our Shenfu Sect, this kindness will be rewarded in the future."

Master Miaoshui snorted coldly, without answering. She turned around and looked at the disciple of the Jingshui Sect and said coldly.

"Listen to my order, kill the disciples of the Shenfu Sect."

Kill the disciples of the God Talisman Sect.

The voice of Miaoshui Zhenren kept echoing around, and the lingering sound lingers on the beams and lasts for a long time.

As soon as this sentence came out, Master Yimei frowned slightly. He had only had time to set up a formation for the disciples of the Kuang Dao Sect. As for the disciples of the Jingshui Sect, he had not had time to take action.

However, when he thought of the secret trick he had prepared before, Master Yimei was not very worried.

"kill!"

At this moment, several cold shouts came.

More than a dozen female cultivators from the Jingshui Sect immediately attacked the Shenfu Sect without any hesitation.

But the members of the Shenfu Sect were prepared for a long time. Just as the members of the Jingshui Sect attacked them, a barrier of formation rose and enveloped them in the formation.

The attacks of the female cultivators of the Pure Water Sect fell on the formation barrier, like mud entering the sea, disappearing in an instant without any ripples.

Master Yimei asked, seeing this, a smile appeared in his eyes.

The Shenfu Sect is a formation sect, and everyone is a formation master, and most of the methods they use to fight the enemy depend on formations.

For the formation master, once the formation cultivation reaches the formation king, a formation scroll can be made. The formation scroll is a special method for the formation king-level formation master to seal the formation in the formation scroll. When it is needed, just use spiritual power to activate it to stimulate the formation hidden in the formation scroll and use it to fight the enemy.

The formation that had just been enveloped by the members of the Divine Talisman Sect was the formation scroll he had refined before. There was an eight-level defensive formation blocking it, which could withstand attacks below the fifth-level powerful man in the Out-of-body stage.

But unlike the normally arranged formation, the formation sealed in the scroll is a disposable consumable and cannot absorb energy from the world. As long as the disciples of the Purification Shui Sect continue to attack the formation, the formation will eventually be destroyed.

In fact, the brothers of the Jingshui Sect did this. They were obviously very experienced. One attack was fruitless. They were not depressed at all, but launched fierce attacks on the protective walls of the formations that were shrouded around the disciples of the Shenfu Sect.

After less than three breaths, the formation was broken and the two sides fought together.

Although the spiritual power cultivation of the disciples of the Shenfu Sect is generally much weaker than that of the cultivators of the Jingshui Sect, the formation scroll just now has gained enough time to set up the formation. At this moment, the two sides are evenly fighting, and both sides have suffered casualties.

Seeing this scene, the coldness in the eyes of Master Miaoshui was even more intense. She looked at Master Yimei and said with a cold expression: "When I recover my cultivation, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Hearing the words of Master Miaoshui, Master Yimei's face changed slightly, but then, a smile appeared in his eyes and said, "I'm afraid I can't fulfill your wish."

As soon as Yimei Zhenren finished speaking, a number of array flags appeared in his hands. He counted points with his hands. The number of array flags appeared instantly around Miaoshui Zhenren, inserted into the ground in a wonderful arrangement.

"The Heavenly Tribulation Killing Formation! Start!"

After Master Yimei finished speaking, a powerful formation rose next to Master Miaoshui and surrounded her in an instant.

In the distance, Zhang Yifeng sighed a little, this is the power of the formation king. This formation is probably more than level nine!

Although Zhang Yifeng was not in the formation, Zhang Yifeng still felt an energy that made him palpitations from the formation. That energy was not something that ordinary formations could possess.

At this time, surrounded by the formation and felt the strength of the formation, the true man Miaoshui also changed his face.

Master Yimei is only a first-level formation king. If she was in her heyday, even if Master Yimei set up his strongest formation, she would not be afraid. But now, in the battle with the nameless monk just now, she has exhausted her spiritual power and wanted to recover, which is not something that can be done in a short while. With her current state, it is not easy to deal with the formation that Master Yimei had planned.

"Mial Shui Master Miaoshui, this is my gift to you, please accept it with a smile." Seeing that Mial Shui Master Miaoshui was surrounded by the formation, Master Yimei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Everything is in his plan!

"snort!"

In response to Master Yimei’s ridicule, Master Miaoshui just snorted coldly and focused on the formation in front of her, because she noticed that the first attack of the formation had already attacked her."

boom!

In the formation, a thunder that was thick like an adult's arm appeared out of thin air, hitting the head-on true man Miaoshui, feeling the terrifying murderous intent in the thunder, and changing the face of Miaoshui's true man Miaoshui's expression. In an instant, she used all her strength to circulate the little spiritual power in her body, condensed into a giant palm in front of her eyes, and greeted the thunder.

In just a moment of kung fu, thunder and giant palm collided instantly, and two powerful rays of energy burst into the air, and the power of thunder disappeared, while the true man Miaoshui took several steps back, and his face became paler.

Seeing this scene, Long Shisan, who was recovering his spiritual power, looked cold. He turned to look at Master Yimei and said coldly: "You people from the Divine Talisman Sect are indeed easy to plot."

Master Yimei smiled faintly when he heard this, and said seriously: "This is the fighting method of our Divine Talisman Cultivator. In terms of cultivation, you and Master Miaoshui are much better than me. If you don't rely on the formation, how can I win?"
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