Chapter 137: The Great Formation of Locking Country

Wang Lin's expression showed surprise. He took the jade talisman and hurriedly thanked him. After the middle-aged scholar threw out the jade talisman, he no longer paid attention to Wang Lin, but flew into Feng's car and whispered to Feng Luan.

Wang Lin is not the kind of person who is ignorant. When the middle-aged scholar entered the phoenix car, he had already retreated and flew out of the phoenix car to join the rapidly advancing army of monks.

The border of the Huobu Kingdom is close to Xuanwu Kingdom. In addition to the monks moving here, the people of the mortal world also moved their families to Xuanwu Kingdom. The fire beasts that had mutated rarely attacked the mortals, and their targets are now only one, that is Wang Lin in the army of monks.

As time passed, the fire beasts behind the monks slowly chased after them, and their number became more and more. A heavy feeling pressed on the hearts of most monks, and it was heavy and never dispersed for a long time.

On the border of the Huofen Kingdom, there is a huge basin here. After the army of monks flew here, the four major sects and some large cultivation families, a total of nineteen Nascent Soul cultivators, held a significant secret talk.

After the secret talk, nineteen people flew out of the army of monks and drifted over the basin in the wind and thunder. One of the Nascent Soul monks from Luohemen said in a deep voice: "After years of exploration by our Luohemen, we can confirm that this place is the ancestral land of the volcano group, which is the birthplace of the Fire Spirit Beast. If sealed here, all volcanoes will be restrained. At that time, with the great lock formation set up by the predecessor of the Fire Burning Kingdom thousands of years ago, all these fire beasts will be imprisoned in the Fire Burning Kingdom."

A red-haired man from the Evil Demon Sect glanced at the ground basin and snorted: "Since my ancestors have been taking precautions for a long time, why didn't they completely eliminate the future troubles? Why did they get to this point today?"

The three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Zi Yin Sect have no coffins behind them, and they are obviously at the level of collecting corpses and returning to their bodies. They are only one step away from the real body-taking.

These three people looked the most indifferent, as if they were not interested in everything. If it weren't for the tyrannical spirit of the Fire Burning Kingdom and were not suitable for their recovery, they would probably not have participated in the migration.

The ancestor of the Song family of the Temple of War God said lightly: "The ancestors of my Fire Burning Kingdom cannot calculate the volcanic eruption and fire beasts that have become disasters. Even if they calculate, they are afraid they will be helpless. They can gather the power of a thousand years and arrange the next locking formation here to leave us the last bit of vitality. This is enough. Fellow Taoists, let's start."

The old man surnamed Song finished speaking. The six Nascent Soul cultivators, including middle-aged scholars and Feng Luan, stood together, with their respective directions slightly different, but they all put a strange seal in their hands.

The six people shouted in unison, and six lotus flowers reflected from their handprints and quickly landed on the east corner of the basin. The entire basin shook for a moment, and a red mist rose.

Next were the three sects of Luohemen, the Evil Demon Sect, and the Corpse Yin Sect. Lotus fell from the sky and landed in the south, west, and north.

The roar became more and more intense. More red mist rose from the basin, and the red mist condensed in mid-air to form various shapes, but eventually turned into a hollow fog ring.

At this moment, the several Nascent Soul cultivators from the cultivation family who had not yet taken action showed helplessness. They slapped their foreheads with one hand, and each Nascent Souls quickly took off his body and flew to the blank space in the middle of the fog ring, hesitating.

"Dear fellow monks, don't move at this time, when will you wait?" A monk from Luohemen shouted suddenly.

A Yuanying in the fog ring had a sharp voice and said, "Forget it, fellow Taoists, since the four major sects gave each other with Yuanfu Dan, isn't it just a loss of spiritual power for a hundred years? We'll fight." After that, the Yuanying turned his body, pinched his hands and roared, and rushed into the fog ring quickly. The moment he entered, his body suddenly disappeared, and his whole body completely integrated into it, and was inseparable from the fog ring.

The other Nascent Souls also gritted their teeth and rushed in. In a blink of an eye, although the size of the entire fog ring did not change, it had a hint of agility.

In order to prevent the formation of the lock country from being set up by the senior monks of the Fire Burning Kingdom, in order to prevent one day the volcano eruption, not only does the four major sects need to work independently, but also a Nascent Soul cultivator also needs to voluntarily store the Nascent Soul in it temporarily, so as to ensure that there are no gaps in the formation operation and achieve a complete lock country.

The blood color on the fog ring became thicker and thicker, slowly rising into the air and floating at an extremely high place. Then, with a whistle, the ring suddenly spread and spread rapidly to the four extreme places of the Fire Burning Country, southeast, west and northwest.

Wherever the rings were spread, red fog appeared in craters of all sizes. These fogs were added to the fog rings, constantly increasing the diffusion speed of the fog rings.

After one stick of incense, the fog ring spread throughout the entire territory of the Fire Burning Kingdom. A red fog cover fell from the sky like an upside-down ground bowl, and the country lock formation was successfully opened.

Once this lock country formation is opened, except for mortals that can be accessed normally, no one can enter or exit whether it is a cultivator or a spirit beast, who have supernatural powers below the God Transformation Stage.

The nineteen Nascent Soul cultivators of the four major sects pushed them away at the moment the formation was opened. Several of them grabbed the body of the scattered cultivator Nascent Soul and sent them back to their respective families. If there were no families, they would be stored in Luohemen.

Several monks from Luohemen stood outside the formation, bent down and bowed, and said loudly: "My fellow Taoists, please protect the formation with peace of mind. When you wait for your body, Luohemen will ensure safety. This locked formation can only last for three months. In three months, we will definitely gain a firm foothold in Xuanwu Kingdom. At that time, I believe that the superior cultivation country will also send people to destroy beasts. On the day of success, I will come to welcome you back in person."

After the words came, the other three sects of Nascent Soul cultivators bent down and clasped their fists, with sincere expressions and no perfunctory expressions were seen.

After the lock country formation was opened, all the fire beasts roared and roared, hitting the red fog, which would cause the fog to shake every time, but no matter how the fire beasts hit, none of them could only break out.

After temporarily preventing the fire beast from chasing the ground, the cultivator army started to move to the maximum speed, and saw sword lights breaking through the border of Xuanwu Kingdom like a burst of star showers.

Outside the border of Xuanwu Kingdom, there were some mortal troops left. These mortals stared blankly at the dense sword lights in the sky. No one screamed, threw down their weapons and kowtowed on the ground. Then a large number of mortal soldiers fell to the ground and worshiped them.

There was a middle-aged man in Taoist robe in the army. He stared at the sky in a daze, looking pale, muttering to himself: "These... these are monks from the Fire Burning Kingdom..."

He gasped, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated, but at this moment, a few laughs came from the sky, and a monk from the Jiedan stage of the Evil Demon Sect flew over with the sword light. In a few flashes, three flying swords immediately penetrated through the middle-aged Taoist priest at different angles.

The Taoist priest snorted, his body was cut into several segments, and blood splattered everywhere.

The mortal army immediately scattered, and even the generals in the army fled in panic, fearing that they would be implicated.

Tens of thousands of sword lights rushed into Xuanwu Kingdom in a blink of an eye and stopped outside a misty mountain at the border. An old man with a cold expression flashed and appeared directly in front of the team. His right hand flipped hard, and a huge palm slapped on the mountain.

Golden lights rose from the mountain peaks, forming a semicircular light curtain that barely blocked the fall of the palm.

In the light curtain, hundreds of monks looked at the sky with panic expressions. One of the white-haired old women flew out and shouted sternly: "Fellow Daoist of Huofenguo, what is this?"

Yang Sen, the Temple of War God, shook his body and appeared on the light curtain. His expression was plain. With his right hand, the light curtain immediately creaked unbearably, and in an instant, it broke into pieces and disappeared.

The old woman's pupils closed in her eyes, turned around and left without saying a word, and her body flashed and she had already escaped ten miles away. But the clouds in the sky suddenly gathered in front of her, turning into Yang Sen's appearance. He looked at the old woman coldly, without saying a word, and the old woman whistled violently, slapped her forehead, and the Yuanying came out of her body.

As soon as the Nascent Soul appeared, her body was immediately shattered by a devastating force.

The old woman was frightened. She was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the opponent's strength was obviously the peak of the midst of the Nascent Soul. Even Xuanwu's cultivation level did not exceed three people in the country. She didn't even want to resist and just wanted to escape this disaster.

"You can't run away!" Yang Sen snorted lightly and chased after him.

Yang Sen won't mention it here for now. Just say that after the light curtain of the mountain was broken, the fire burned the country to build the foundation, the monk Jiedan immediately rushed up and killed everyone when he saw it. In a moment, the entire mountain was filled with blood, and there was no living mouth.

The huge mountain peak was completely occupied by the four major sects at this time. Tens of thousands of disciples stood densely on the mountain peak, and above them, eighteen Nascent Soul monks, except Yang Sen, floated up there.

The monk named Song from the Temple of War God, whose eyes were like lightning, his tone was full of slaughter, and he said in a deep voice: "This is a war without right or wrong. If we cannot gain a foothold in Xuanwu Kingdom within three months, what is waiting for us will be the fire beast breaking through the formation. Fire beasts are not scary. What is really scary is that there is no spiritual energy for heaven and earth for cultivation.

The Temple of War God, the Evil Demon Sect, the Luohe Sect, and the Corpse Yin Sect, from this moment, we unite together and collectively called the Fire Burning Alliance. Any disciple in the alliance can receive a elixir treasure in the Foundation Establishment Period, and a elixir-level magic weapon in the Nascent Soul-level magic weapon in the Dan Killing Period.

During the war, all items seized by people are personal, and no one in the alliance will be confiscated. Disciples, this is a war, but I personally hope that you will regard it as an invasion, an invasion for survival.”
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