For some reason, Chen Qingyang felt a familiar aura from the strange monk. https://

But he was very sure that this was the first time he had seen this young monk.

As the young monk was chanting the Buddhist mantra, the practitioners shrouded in light columns around him gradually lost their minds, roaring like an angry ferocious beast.

If this continues, the practitioners in the light pillar will soon lose their minds and exhaust their last little life in madness.

"Demon Shadow!"

Soon, Chen Qingyang discovered that Demon Shadow and Huangfu Yan were also in the blood-colored light column. Their condition was the same as that of other cultivators. Chen Qingyang was so angry that he saw it!

"call out!"

Chen Qingyang's body flashed away in an instant, and he punched hard in the blood-colored column of light with all his might.

But the next moment, Chen Qingyang was shaken away by a more violent recoil force, and the blood in his body suddenly churned, as if an ordinary person was hit by a heavy truck. In pain, Chen Qingyang felt his bones all over his body falling apart, and it was very difficult for him to breathe.

The Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra and the Yijin Sutra are simultaneously operating, madly repairing the injuries in the body, which has relieved Chen Qingyang.

"What's going on?"

Chen Qingyang frowned and stared at the pillar of light.

His punch just now seemed to hit an indestructible steel plate, and it could also recoil out all its strength. Chen Qingyang had no time to react and was almost seriously injured by his punch.

Looking at the distorted and painful demon shadow inside the light column, Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth fiercely.

"I don't believe that I can't break you!"

Chen Qingyang's eyes were cold and a phoenix fire lotus suddenly appeared in his palm.

He wanted to burn the blood-colored column of light with the Phoenix Divine Flame!

The young monk in the formation seemed to have known Chen Qingyang's arrival for a long time, but he was still chanting the Buddha's mantra with his eyes closed. When he sensed the Phoenix Divine Flame in Chen Qingyang's hand, a sneering curve slightly raised on the corner of his mouth.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to blow away the blood-colored light column with all his strength, suddenly the voice of respecting the ancestor sounded.

"Little guy, no!"

The voice of respecting the ancestor made Chen Qingyang's body pause suddenly.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Although Chen Qingyang was eager to save people, he had to listen to the words of respecting the ancestor.

"This is an evil formation to seize the fortune. If the formation eyes are not destroyed, you will not be able to shake this formation." Chongsheng Ancestor said.

"Eye of the Formation?"

Chen Qingyang subconsciously looked at the young monk sitting cross-legged in the distance, feeling a deep feeling of anxiety in his heart.

"I didn't expect that there were still people in the lower world who mastered such evil formations. These more than a hundred people were all practitioners with great luck. If they were all taken away by him, then a terrible monster would be born." Chongzun Ancestor said.

Luck is an illusory but real thing. Every time Chen Qingyang can turn bad luck into good fortune and chance against the sky is all because he has extraordinary luck.

Moreover, luck is not static. Obtaining a supreme artifact like Chen Qingyang's Xuantian Treasure Palace will also bring him stronger luck.

Now this evil monk wants to forcibly take away the luck of Demon Shadow and others, which is contrary to heaven and harmony.

"Senior, how should I stop him?" Chen Qingyang asked.

"The formation has been activated and can only destroy the formation eyes." Chongzun Ancestor said.

"Then I'll go and kill him!"

Chen Qingyang's eyes flashed with cold light, staring at the evil monk.

"He is not the array eye, the array eye is the blood moon above your head." Chongsheng Ancestor said.

Chen Qingyang suddenly looked up and looked at him with blood. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, feeling like hallucinations appeared, and his vision gradually blurred.

"Only by destroying it can we break this formation. Little guy, you have to be careful. This monk is not simple!" said Chongsheng's ancestor.

Chen Qingyang nodded, respecting the ancestor, knew Chen Qingyang's strength well, but he also warned him that this monk was unfathomable. Obviously, he felt that Chen Qingyang was not sure of winning and won the monk.

Looking at the struggling Moying and Huangfu Yan and others, Chen Qingyang no longer hesitated, and his body suddenly rose into the air and flew towards the blood moon.

The monk who was originally chanting the Buddhist mantra below found that Chen Qingyang no longer attacked the blood-colored light column, but instead rushed towards the Blood Moon in the sky. A cold and harsh look appeared on his strange face.

"Split the Sky Seal!"

Chen Qingyang did not hesitate, and a huge black palm print condensed from the void, carrying the violent space tearing force, and slapped the blood moon hard.

"boom!"

Xue Yue suffered this blow and shook it hard, and even the hundreds of light columns below trembled.

At the same time, a stronger light of blood shone down. Chen Qingyang felt his head weighing thousands of pounds and was drowsy. There seemed to be countless ghosts in front of him, causing him to fall into endless illusions.

This blood moon itself is an illusion array. No matter how strong your willpower is, it is difficult to break free once you fall into its illusion.

"Buddhist beads!"

At the moment when his consciousness was about to fall, Chen Qingyang suddenly remembered the Buddhist bead that Chen Bailang gave him.

He took out the Buddhist beads from the space jade pendant as fast as possible.

In an instant, a cold air flowed from his palms to his mind, making his mind clear in an instant, and the phantom in front of him also dispelled.

Feeling that his body had completely recovered, Chen Qingyang suddenly looked up and opened his eyes wide to look at the blood moon.

If you observe carefully, you will find that a faint golden light was covered in Chen Qingyang's eyes, and the blood light could no longer affect Chen Qingyang's mind.

"Break it for me!"

Chen Qingyang slapped another palm, and the vast palm prints smashed hard on the blood moon with a powerful force.

"Boom!"

A burst sound came from the void, and it was obvious that a shattered black line appeared in the middle of the blood moon.

Just one more palm, this blood moon will be completely destroyed by Chen Qingyang.

At this moment, the young monk below finally couldn't sit still, and suddenly opened his eyes and burst out two cold lights.

"Swish!"

In an instant, the figure of the young monk disappeared from the spot and then appeared silently in front of Chen Qingyang's eyes.

Chen Qingyang withdrew his gaze and looked directly at the monk full of evil spirits. He couldn't help but sneer on his face and said, "I thought you didn't care?"

There is no doubt that the evil monk in front of him is the Ghost King of the Tianxie Ghost Sect. What Chen Qingyang did not expect was that he was such a young monk.

But what surprised Chen Qingyang even more was that the familiar aura he sensed on the Ghost King became stronger and stronger.

The Ghost King looked up and down at Chen Qingyang with his weird gaze, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face that Chen Qingyang could not understand.

"My junior brother, I didn't expect that we finally met."
Chapter completed!