"The formation here is definitely not like it should be running for more than a hundred years." Chen Feng gently rubbed his chin with his fingers and said, "From this point, either the information collected by 'Huaxia' is wrong, or someone took advantage of the period after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth revived it."

"The manpower and material resources required to renovate such a large range of formations is absolutely a lot of." Jin Jian said.

"So there are absolutely a handful of forces who are capable of doing this without disturbing too many people, and there is only one who is related to it." Chen Feng said with a smile, as if he had seen a rope that had wrapped around the enemy's neck.

"Qingyang Gate." Hu Ling'er sternly said: "It must be them."

"But don't you find it strange?" Yuan Huang suddenly said: "If Baihu Mountain was destroyed, so many people were killed, and Di Yan's murderer was really from Qingyang Sect. He shouldn't he hide his identity more, and try to put the suspicion of this matter away from Qingyang Sect? How could he take the initiative to lead us here?"

"This statement makes sense. Although the grudges and grievances between the Soul Refining Sect and the Qingyang Sect on the Yougui Ridge are relatively secret, no one knows it. It's not that someone is deliberately setting up a plan to lead us to fight Qingyang Sect, right?" Jin Jian said this, pondered for a moment, and said to Chen Feng: "Old Chen, people's hearts are sinister, so we have to be careful."

"Although what you said sounds a bit reasonable at first glance, I think you are thinking too much." Chen Feng took out the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball, grabbed it in his hand and played with it for a few times, and smiled indifferently: "No matter who the murderer is or what purpose it is, since we are here, we will inevitably fight him. Instead of following the paths he drew, we might as well be casual, such as this."

As he said that, Chen Feng raised his right hand and the Wu Ji Yin and Yang ball in his palm flew out with a scream.

Although the Wuji Yin and Yang Ball was not big in Chen Feng's palm, after taking off his hand, the earth-yellow light flashed continuously. At the same time, the volume of Wuji Yin and Yang Ball rose sharply, which was much faster than blowing a balloon.

In an instant, the Wuji Yin and Yang Ball that Chen Feng could hold with a slap in his hand had turned into a towering and huge mountain, surrounded by endless sand and dust.

"Boom." The peak transformed by Wuji Yin-Yang Ball flew less than two or three hundred meters high in the air and suddenly fell down, and fell firmly on the formation light shrouded above the Ghost Ridge.

Throwing a steel thorn from more than 200 meters of air and hitting a person may be fatal. What's more, what's falling now is a mountain transformed from the essence of Wu Earth and Ji Earth. Its weight is definitely much heavier than a simple mountain. It can be imagined how strong the impact and damage to the formation spirit light when crushed can be imagined.

Whether it was the formation master who initially set up this mountain protection formation here in the Suxin Sword Sect or the people who repaired it later, I probably never expected that someone would break the formation in such a simple and crude way, so naturally there would not be too many countermeasures. So when the Wuji Yin and Yang Ball fell on the formation's aura for only seven or eight breaths, everyone heard loud bangs.

It turned out that the formation light collapsed on the spot under the crushing of the mountain peaks transformed by the Yin and Yang Ball of Wuji, and then the mountain fell firmly on the mountain below.

With the shocking sound, the ground trembled wildly, making Chen Feng and others stand on the ground unable to help but shake slightly.

The lush grass and trees on the mountains in the distance and the magnificent scenery were crushed by the peaks transformed by the Wuji Yin and Yang Ball, and countless smoke and dust rose up with the rumbling sound. This scene made people see it, it was like a painting that was extremely gorgeous and was smashed into a pool of mud by a naughty boy, and all the beauty was destroyed in an instant.

"Old Chen, you..." Jin Jian stared at the scene in the distance in a daze, wanted to speak, but finally swallowed everything he said, and only changed to a long sigh.

In fact, when Chen Feng was about to take revenge, he had already thought that such a situation would happen, because similar scenes in the past have appeared more than once. Although he felt very sorry and felt that such a beautiful scenery would completely disappear, he thought calmly and objectively, and Jin Jian had to admit that Chen Feng did this as a very good way to break the deadlock.

If Chen Feng did not do this, he would be very likely to follow the paths drawn by the person who captured Di Yan, which would be like being led by someone, which would inevitably make them quite passive.

Now, Chen Feng broke the formation and destroyed a small part of the Ghost Ridge, which was equivalent to pressing his hand on the table and preparing to lift it up on the spot. Unless those who repaired the formation here obviously wanted to do something sneakily, they would have to show up to stop it.

In this way, even if Chen Feng and others turned from passive to active, because the enemy captured their people, they grabbed what the enemy feared, and both sides had some concerns, so they could have a good talk.

These are all Jin Arrow's ideas. But Chen Feng didn't think so at all.

Just as the peaks formed by the Yin and Yang balls of Wu and Ji fell, the sandstorm surrounding them suddenly spread out.

These sandstorms seem light and have no power at all, but in terms of lethality, there is no need to be much worse than that mountain. This is verified by Chen Feng in the past with the lives of many enemies.

"Hu, rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust

Sand and Dust avoided Jin Jian and others standing around Chen Feng, but attacked everything else without discrimination. So the plants that had escaped the heavy pressure of the mountains before became shattered under the impact of the rapid flying gravel.

"I knew it was over now." Jin Jian covered half of his face, feeling like he was crying but no tears.

The original scenery was as beautiful as a fairyland. The Ghost Ridge was like a huge hand holding a rough sandpaper and polishing it wildly. First, various colors were swallowed by the yellowish color, and then even the stones on the mountains began to be eroded layer by layer.

As the saying goes, where will the skin be without hair? The mountain is about to be destroyed. How can those formations built on the mountain be preserved? So the clouds and mists surrounding the mountains are dissipating at a rapid speed.

"Stop it." An angry shout came, echoing between the heaven and earth, with an amazing momentum.

"Are you finally unable to help but want to come out?" Chen Feng sneered in his heart, but his finger pointed to the front left.

The sandstorm, which was over a radius of more than ten thousand meters in the huh huh huh the wind, rushed towards the direction Chen Feng pointed, as if a mad dragon was rushing towards the prey with its teeth and claws.

"Bang..." A powerful force soared into the sky, and followed by the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It directly encountered the sandstorm, causing a loud bang on the spot.

The violent wind blew the sand and dust away, making the surrounding area dimly within a thousand meters, and you couldn't see your five fingers.

Although the opponent was fierce and exploded the sandstorm in front, it was impossible to completely destroy the sandstorm transformed by Wuji Yin and Yang Ball, so the sandstorm behind it still rushed towards him with amazing momentum.

"Swish..." Amid the sharp roar, a sharp light shone, which broke the sweeping sandstorm on the spot. Then the light shot out and slashed towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng seemed to be prepared for a long time. During the magic tricks, he flew out in one go. With the sword energy intertwined, he burst out the light that was attacking the opponent on the spot.

At this moment, Chen Feng saw that it was actually a flying sword, but the sword body was even longer and slightly curved, as if it was a poisonous snake twisting its body to attack its prey.

Chen Feng raised his head and saw the person standing opposite him, but from the breath on his body, he could tell that he must be the enemy he only had to look for. Because the danger that only the powerful emperor realm has is too obvious, and others can't even pretend.

"Chen Feng, you are really brave, you actually came here." The person opposite was Lan Changtai from Qingyang Sect, looking at Chen Feng with a sneer on his face, without hiding his hatred and murderous intent in his heart.

"You are not too brave. You dare to provoke me and I haven't escaped after provoking me. It seems that you really don't want to be alive." When Chen Feng responded tit-for-tat, Huo Yu flew away, and in an instant, blocked more than ten sword lights that came from the stabbing, making a series of explosions. The shock wave shocked the ground within a radius of four or five thousand meters and was shaking the cracks.

"It's really a delusion to just want to kill me just because you want to kill me." Lan Changtai sneered and activated the snake-shaped flying sword, which turned into dazzling cold lights and poured towards Chen Feng.

"Swish." Chen Feng flicked his finger lightly, and a fire feather turned into a blazing fire to meet the flying sword flying.

"Bang." As soon as the loud noise sounded, the second fire feather appeared again, and the other fire feathers rushed forward, but did not scatter the flying swords that slammed Lan Changtai, but scattered everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred and sixty fire feathers flew into the air, surrounding Lan Changtai, gradually pointing inward, pointing at him from afar, and the flames sucked and spitted, making people feel frightened when they looked at it.

These fire feathers are naturally not distributed in a mess, but form a one-yuan omni-image array.

"Bang." As Chen Feng snapped his fingers, the real fire of the sun appeared on the fire feathers and moved frequently, and the formation underwent earth-shaking changes.

"I want to trap me and dream." Lan Changtai shouted loudly, full of domineeringness.

Just before he shouted, he had already swung a giant shield and hit the fire feather in front of him, and at the same time activated the snake-shaped flying sword to slash dozens of swords. With a loud bang, he took advantage of the 10-yuan Wanxiang Formation to move, and broke a crack from the fire feather and slipped out of it.

"It is indeed a powerful emperor who is worthy of being an old brand. He is indeed very cunning. It is really not easy to trap him." Chen Feng was not too disappointed when he saw this, because he had expected this a long time ago.

A guy like Lan Changtai who has ascended to the fairy world and returned, no matter how he looks, at least he has lived for many years and has experienced too many things. Even if he has never seen the One Yuan Wanxiang Formation, he will definitely know that there will be no good results when he is trapped in the formation. Therefore, Chen Feng is not surprised that he will break the formation and come out as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!