1087: C1087 Arena continued

C1087 Arena continued

As the master of array formations responsible for the entire operation of the array formation, did Daoist Master Chi Gong know that the power of the array formation had been stolen away?

Yang Junshan felt that this was a very obvious matter. Although the array masters of the Heavenly Realm and the Human Realm had secretive methods to steal the array power of the Earthly Domain, the Three Realms were still one entity. The entire array formation was guarded by the Daoist Master Chi Gonggong, and that was the true crux of the entire array system.

The first was that he did not think highly of Priest Chi Yan's bloodline and had even secretly sided with another faction; the second was that he was powerless against him and wanted to stop him but was simply not a match for the grandmasters of array formations from both the Heavenly Realm and the Human Domain.

Regardless of which possibility it was, or even both, judging from the enmity shown by the Red Palace Master, Yang Junshan wouldn't have been able to get any help from him.

One day's time should be enough for Yang Junshan to control the Three Meridians Treasure Formation, and it would also be enough for Priest Chi Yan's line to hire a new grandmaster of formations to spread the news to the other two realms. At the same time, Yang Junshan also knew the identities of the two grandmasters.

The formation grandmaster guarding the Heavenly Domain was Daoist Zhang Xun of the Purple Wind Sect. He was a Cloud Realm cultivator of the same generation as Xiao Sungong and Liu Sunqing, and the Heavenly Domain was under the control of the Burning Heaven Clan's Thunder Tribulation Realm cultivator, Daoist Chi Yu.

Meanwhile, the Human Domain was centered around another Burning Heaven Clan thunder tribulation cultivator, Daoist Chi Lu. They had invited Grandmaster Miao Xuan from the Violet Sky Sect, the "Three Graveyard Array" from the Human Domain, into their grasp.

The Burning Heaven Clan and the other powers' cultivators guarding this area changed their direction from offense to defense, and very quickly, they attracted the attention of the alien cultivators in the Earth Fire Abyss Prison. However, when the Earth Fire Abyss Prison's alien cultivators were preparing to investigate this area on the second day, the cultivators of Red Palace and Hong Lu suddenly rushed out from the formation, catching their opponents off guard.

At this moment, Yang Junshan was observing every corner of the underground space through the array network. He was ready to interfere with the battle between the two sides with the help of the array.

The most important reason why he had responded to Burning Heaven Clan's call to join in the battle to exterminate the alien cultivators was because Burning Heaven Clan's most outstanding third generation disciple, Daoist Hong Lu, had agreed to accept his son, Wu Jiyuan, as an honorary disciple. Moreover, if the Wu Clan had made sufficient contributions in the battle this time, Daoist Hong Lu would further accept him as an inner disciple.

Previously, Wu Deng had accompanied Burning Heaven Clan several times to battle, and his subordinates had also beheaded a Demonic Beast, a Mysterious Constellation Realm cultivator. However, truthfully, their side had not gained much from the previous battles.

Everyone was from the Burning Heaven Clan, so they naturally had come into contact with cultivators from the Heavenly Domain and the Human Domain. When they heard that they were always able to borrow the strength of the formation from the sect protecting array, it would be self-deceptive to say that they were not envious. In any case, the person who was guarding the Earth Domain's formation pond earlier was the one who had been scolded quite a few times.

The war broke out abruptly. The surprise attack of the Earth Realm cultivators caused the foreign forces to fall into chaos for a short period of time.

This fire had been tempered by the earth fire, and its entire body was burning with scarlet flames. Even its body was a shade of crimson red, and although it didn't appear to be easy to deal with, it still possessed the inherent weakness of a rigid tribe cultivator.

Even if the rigid race's physical body was only inferior to the Witch clan, it was still very difficult to withstand. His entire body was sent flying for hundreds of feet in the secret realm space, and one of his arms had already been deformed irregularly, his right rib collapsed, showing that he was heavily injured.

He knew that this was a rare opportunity. If he really could kill this Heavenly Dipper Fire that was of the same rank as him, then with his battle achievements, Daoist Red Lu would definitely protect his son and protect the inner disciples.

When Daoist Master Wu saw the flame flying away, he wanted to escape from his sight. However, he immediately spun around and turned into a ball of fire that crashed into the flame.

Unexpectedly, Huo Jian, who was about to turn around and escape, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked at the approaching flames, and a trace of a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Spiritual Master Wu's heart skipped a beat as he thought, "Not good." Then, he saw three alien cultivators with different cultivations of the Profound Handle and Heavenly Dipper move out from the surrounding stone pillars and fiery rocks and surround him.

Flames scattered in the box as several sparks shot towards the surrounding alien cultivators. Spiritual Master Wu prepared to retreat.

The three alien cultivators, as well as their wounded Huo Jian, would naturally not allow such an opportunity to slip away from their hands. Before a few sparks could reach them, they had already casually swatted them away, causing a Profound Handle Goblin Tribe member with high speed to instantly transform into a pair of ten-foot-long wings. With a flap of his wings, his entire body shot towards Spiritual Master Wu's back like an arrow, intending to cut off his path of return.

Adept Wu was extremely anxious, but he already felt powerless. In his heart, he dejectedly said that he couldn't see the moment his son entered the Burning Heaven Clan, so he might as well fight against these alien attacks.

However, unexpectedly, the situation on the scene dramatically changed, and the demon clan cultivator with wings quickly flew behind him, but somehow, he was too slow, and slammed his head into a stone pillar that was as thick as two people's arms hanging down from the stone wall above him. The stone pillar instantly snapped, but the demon cultivator could only let out a blood-curdling screech, and after dissipating into the air, he staggered as though he was drunk.

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity!

How could he miss this opportunity? He turned around and pounced towards the demonic cultivator, and a flame beheaded it, allowing the alien cultivators behind them to only watch helplessly as the meticulously arranged battle plan failed, along with the loss of a companion from the demonic clan.

However, regardless of whether it was Spiritual Master Wu Deng or the remaining three alien cultivators, they all felt that it was inconceivable. A Profound Handle Demon Cultivator, no matter how stupid he was, it was definitely impossible for him to run into a stone pillar while using an escape technique, let alone a Winged Clan Demon Cultivator who was proficient in wind attribute sacred arts.

Some kind of power must have interfered with the Profound Handle Demonic Cultivator's flight without anyone noticing, and caused his body to collide against a stone pillar!

This encounter occurred very quickly, and the battle ended extremely quickly. By the time Adept Woodden had returned to his headquarters, most of the cultivators who had been sent to battle had already returned.

After getting his head, Daoist Master Wu Deng was very excited, and he began to talk about the dangers of this battle with his fellow Daoist. When he talked about how the stupid demon cultivator of the Winged Clan had easily gotten his head taken off the pillar, she suddenly realized that his other companions were all looking at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

"Old Wu, are you saying that a Winged Clan cultivator who was preparing to cut off your retreat crashed into a stone pillar?" A red-haired Adept said with a rather strange tone.

"Yes, yes, what's wrong?" Wooden was still confused.2

However, just as he finished his sentence, the voices of his companions started to speak.

I was being chased by a Great Symbol Fire Berserker and was just about to catch up. I originally thought that this time I was going to suffer, but unexpectedly, a huge rock fell from the stone wall above me. Because the Great Symbol Fire Berserker dodged this huge rock by thirty percent, I was able to meet up with my two companions and escape the pursuit.

"Listening to you, it seems like it wasn't a coincidence that a stone spike fell from above and pierced the arm of the cultivator that was fighting against me?"

"Damn, what is the reason for this? Do all of us have heaven-defying luck today?" At that time, the demonic cultivator who was chasing after me took steps on my footsteps and a stream of lava sprayed out from the hole and burnt one of my feet. "

"…"

Everyone talked at once. After a while, they shared their experiences and realized that seven or eight cultivators had been saved by all sorts of luck in today's battle. Even the slowest cultivator knew that there was something wrong.

One of the Burning Heaven Clan's Grand Aura Cultivators, Spiritual Master Hong Luan, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Was there any casualties in today's battle?"

Someone responded loudly, "Six of them are injured. If you are familiar with them, then you should be familiar with them all. Fellow daoists, why don't you take a look and see who's missing?"

This group of cultivators had been in the domain for a long time. Even if they weren't familiar with each other, they at least knew each other. They looked at each other and didn't see any of them, which meant that none of them had died today.

Last time, not one or two of our fellow Daoists perished, and most of them died. Today, not only did everyone return, but even four or five True Demon cultivators were brought back. The red-haired Adept's eyes lit up.

"I got it!"

Daoist Red Luan suddenly said excitedly, "It's the power of the formation! It's Daoist Yuzhou Junshan! He's the one who used the formation's power to help us!"

"The power of the formation? There seems to be no other explanation! "

"However, this is unimaginable. When Old Guan was in charge of the formation pond, he used the power of the formation to help. When did it not become so grand? How come everyone was able to sense the formation's power from the very beginning?" Some cultivators disagreed.

"That's not right, Old Guan's actions are indeed powerful, but every time there would be at most one or two great battles, so he can only pretend to be a dead dog. But this time, all sorts of accidents happened, I can't say that he saved everyone's lives, but at least he helped seven or eight fellow daoists, how can Old Guan have that kind of ability?" If I were to say so, this would mean that the other party is truly an expert in formations. You wouldn't even be able to detect him, this is what a formation grandmaster is like! "

Not only did he manage to escape from death, he also had two heads of the True Demons of the Foreign Lands in his hands. Furthermore, they were all at the Profound Handle Realm, and it was already a foregone conclusion for his son to become an inner disciple under Daoist Hong Lu.

He could not help but let out a bitter sigh. He had already saved the power of the formation, and in this battle, he didn't even use the power of the formation to launch a large-scale battle, but only to save the lives of most of the cultivators who were in danger. But even so, besides maintaining the basic power of the formation, all of the power of this formation had been completely used up.

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