"Okay, let what fellow Taoist Yuan Qing said." Xiao Hua nodded, looking very relaxed, as if he was going to slap a mosquito to death.

Yuan Qing Zhenren was not as calm as Xiao Hua. He had heard of the reputation of Xiangfeng Fairy before. He only felt that Xiao Hua underestimated Xiang Tian Zhenren too much and wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw that Xiang Tian Zhenren in the distance was about to approach the nameless Nascent Soul, he dared not delay it. He hurriedly moved the little halberd and flashed rapidly, and he didn't even dare to move the rainbow, and chased Xiang Tian Zhenren. And when Yuan Qing Zhenren was chasing him, a trace of strange color appeared in his eyes.

However, Yuan Qing Zhenren's figure only rushed out more than a hundred feet, and suddenly a few sounds of the pipa came out in the air again! The sound of the pipa was very strange, and the low sound of the same raindrops fell straight into the hearts. Then the raindrops were like fighting, crackling sounds constantly. In a few breaths, the sound of the pipa suddenly became loud, like an eagle hitting the sky, giving birth to the sound of golden spear!

"No! The imperial formation is activated!!" Not only Xiao Hua, but also the cultivators within a radius of dozens of miles in the formation were awakened by the sound of battle, especially Xiao Hua. The true energy in his heart was also aroused by the unspeakable sound of the pipa. In a trance, it seemed that he saw an iron horse roaring from the ice river, and the iron hooves instantly crushing the space!

"Golden swords and iron horses!!!" Xiao Hua calmed down and immediately stabilized his true energy. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of Leng Qingge's formation of iron horses!

Sure enough, as the sound of the pipa resounded throughout the space, countless mighty auras rushed into the cold pool and the glacier, and countless fighting spirits and cold air rushed out of the glacier, and rounds of inscriptions stirred in the glacier and the cold pool. Pairs of war cavalry rushed out of the glacier and the cold pool!

"Silk..." Xiao Hua, who had seen the Five Brocade Cloud Map, swept the war cavalry and took a breath without realizing it. The ice-condensed war cavalry were soldiers wearing ice helmets, and the body of these soldiers was extremely lingering with great aura and cold air. Moreover, the fighting spirit held in his hands seemed to be tangible and invisible. The momentum of the entire war cavalry was several times that of the Leng Qingge's Golden Sword and Iron Horse Formation! Moreover, the war cavalry emerged from the ice river continuously, and it seemed that there was no end at all.

"Oh no..." Xiao Hua's heart burst out and he was worried about the Jindan monks. The two war cavalry may not see the eyes of the Jindan monks, but one hundred and a thousand huge battle formations would definitely cost the lives of the Jindan monks, not to mention that many of these Jindan monks were still resisting the heavenly power formed by the imperial formation.

Xiao Hua's worries were not redundant. Not far away from Xiao Hua's divine thoughts. A golden elixir monk who tried his best to resist the power of the imperial formation, saw several iron horses coming onto the ice, and a magic weapon that looked like a silver moon sprayed out from his mouth. The silver moon was like a knife. When the light flew by, the iron horses were instantly broken and rushed into ice. However, before the golden elixir monk could breathe a little, more than a dozen ice spears were born from the cold pond. I had never seen it.

After the Ice Horse after the Ice Spear, the Ice Spear stabbed at the Jindan monk like a meteor. Looking at the Jindan monk's figure swaying slightly, as if the pressure was shaken by the heavenly power of the formation, his head trembled, as if endless soldiers and horses appeared in front of him. When the Ice Spear approached, the monk roared, and the silver moon magic weapon light flashed again, and dozens of ice spears were easily killed. Even the magic weapon rushed into the ice river, bringing thousands of frost points. The iron horse that had never rushed out was also destroyed by one blow.

The Jindan monk gasped for a moment, and immediately a thick cloud emerged from his feet. He held the monk's body and flew straight into the air, but he was flying several feet high. "Swoosh..." Several frost spears stretched out from the thick clouds under his feet, and strangely stabbed into the lower body of the Jindan monk.

The Jindan monk was shocked. Until this time, Fang Zi realized that this warrior and iron horse could be born in all the fog, and even his auspicious cloud technique could not be spared. Fortunately, the Jindan monk was alert enough to find something wrong, so he quickly turned into a wind and used the Taoist flying technique to hurriedly dodge, and the magic weapon was slashed down again!

"Puff puff puff..." Several muffled sounds, several spears were shattered, and the Jindan monk was also stabbed by two cold spears. However, the golden light of the Jindan monk was magnificent, and the cold spear was just stabbed above the defensive magic weapon, and it was broken.

Just when the Jindan monk was still in shock, he was lucky enough to have just arisen. A cluster of ice aura once again emerged from a few feet in front of his head. This time, the Jindan monk was prepared and looked very calm. With a big sleeve, a "cracking" sound sounded, and several weapons broke into the Taoist robe like iron plates. Of course, there were still several cold spears. If the fish that escaped the net were hiding outside these powerful magical powers, the Jindan monk's body was once again bright, obviously trying to block the cold spear. However, when the cold spear penetrated into the golden spear, the Jindan monk's face changed drastically. Before he could invigorate his true energy again or activate the Silver Moon Magic weapon, one of the cold spears pierced into his chest with a "puff". The Jindan monk screamed, and his body fell like a leaf. The cold spear that had just attacked him disappeared into the cold spear like other spears and halberds, and there was no trace again.

It took only a moment. The golden elixir monk in the imperial formation was suppressed, suppressed his soul, attacked his soul, and then took his life. The hard work that had been practicing for hundreds of years turned into flowing water, and a wandering soul disappeared calmly.

"Silk..." Xiao Hua could see clearly from the sky. The killing cold gun was just like other cold guns, and his divine consciousness could not be distinguished. Seeing that the Jindan monk fell so easily, Xiao Hua hurriedly opened his magic eyes. He took a breath of cold breath after seeing it. Because among the countless ethereals, many immortal soldiers holding cold guns occasionally turned out from the fog of the control array. After killing a Jindan monk with one blow, they immediately hid in the formation. It seemed that they were dragging on the mud, and it was really mysterious!

Half of the dozen golden elixir monks in the imperial formation have fallen in a moment!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other Jindan monks hurriedly tried their best to protect themselves, and they all used the Taoist flying technique to move closer to the Nascent Soul monks such as Xiang Tian Zhenren, hoping to escape with this.

Looking at the true man Xiang Tian, ​​how could he care about these gathered golden elixir monks? His magic power was activated, and sword lights rushed out of the way, killing all the cold spears and iron horses, and rushing towards the treasure with unparalleled momentum.

At this time, the Nascent Soul Cultivator in the distance also realized the murderous intent of Xiang Tian Zhenren, and his light escape technique was even faster, and he wanted to hold the jade box of the strange treasure in his hand before Xiang Tian Zhenren! Of course, the plot of the immortal soldiers around the monk was not in their eyes.

"Grandma's..." Xiao Hua secretly annoyed the cruelty of the Confucian methods and cursed. It was the urge to catch up with the Yuan Qing Zhenren. Xiao Hua's escape light was naturally far higher than that of Yuan Qing Zhenren. Although he had never used thunder escape, he had surpassed Yuan Qing in the blink of an eye. Yuan Qingzhen was stunned and smiled. The stronger Xiao Hua was, the better it would be for him. The more chance the two of them would join forces to kill Xiang Tian Zhenren.

But then, Yuan Qing Zhenren was puzzled again, because after Xiao Hua passed by him, he did not attack Xiangtian Zhenren directly, nor did he snatch the strange treasure, but flew below between him and Xiangtian Zhenren. However, when Xiao Hua waved his hands and shot out the magic tricks. Within a range of nearly a thousand feet, the space trembled rapidly, wisps of cold air were shattered, and the Haoran gas pillars were also defeated. In particular, a golden light flashed, and half of the golden scissors rushed into the air three points better than the Dragon. The cold light flashed, and the "Ahhh..." screamed, and several broken limbs and broken arms in the distant fog!

"It's so fierce!!!" Zhenren Yuan Qing was dumbfounded. As the saying goes, experts can tell if there is anything at once they reach out. Although this is very vulgar, it is appropriate to use Xiao Hua. Zhenren Yuan Qing overestimates Xiao Hua, but that overestimation is far from the current fierceness of Xiao Hua. Zhenren Yuan Qing understood the restrictions on Taoist monks now. He could easily use the restrictions of the imperial formation for about a thousand feet of confinement outside Yaotai Mountain, but he could laugh in the air within this imperial formation. Otherwise, he would not have been chasing behind the Xiangtian Zhenren so desperately, and Zhenren Xiangtian and the nameless Nascent Soul cultivator did not have to rush to the cliff where the treasure is. For more than ten miles, not to mention that a Nascent Soul hand can take down this treasure, it is possible to collect it in the blink of an eye!

In addition to being surprised, the expression on his face changed again, and the magic power in Xiao Hua's body surged. The safe area imprisoned by Xiao Hua's magic power continued to expand everywhere. Next to the fairy soldier who had just been killed, the Jindan monk in front was almost at the edge of the area.

It was not until this time that Yuan Qingzhen realized what Xiao Hua thought. He really didn't understand. After all, the Jindan monk was not Wu Tian, ​​nor Chang Yu. Of course, Xiao Hua's behavior could only make Yuan Qing's monk awe-inspiring, and he added more trust in his heart. He only activated his magic power to chase Xiangtian Zhenren who had approached the strange treasure. He didn't believe that Xiao Hua, who could save the ordinary Jindan monk, would not leave him, the Nascent Soul monk who had made friends with him in the morning, behind his head.

"Boom..." At this moment, the real man Xiangtian collided with the magic weapon of the nameless Nascent Soul cultivator. Countless air waves were stirred up, and the fog that was originally defeated by the Haoran Gas Column began to rage again. Although the formation was very powerful with the help of the heavenly power, the impact was the power of two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The entire imperial formation still felt shaking a few times, and the dozens of Haoran Gas Columns were shattered again in the roar.
Chapter completed!