The former luxurious venue was in a mess, with some people lying dazed on the ground around, some servants climbing out of the windows, some Imperial Guards looking around outside, and even some good-hearted people who were not afraid of death looking further away.

Protector Qianfeng struggled to get up, his spiritual light dissipated from his body, and his injuries healed within a few breaths. A more powerful aura erupted, and its aura was countless times stronger than his own.

Mana is like a balloon, expanding hundreds of times in an instant.

Before Gu Wen could respond, there was a slight hum in the air, and there was a strange fluctuation in the world.

There seemed to be countless needles in the void, and when the aura expanded to a certain level, they would be punctured. The Qianfeng Protector's aura was sluggish, and his face was withered, but the injuries on his body had recovered.

Is this the number of days it takes to become an immortal?

It was the first time Gu Wen saw such a strange scene. Once she exerted power beyond a certain threshold, she would be suppressed. Judging from her expression, this kind of suppression was probably harmful. Her body was not injured, but her energy and spirit were seriously damaged.

Protector Qianfeng didn't give any explanation, the spiritual light escaped from his body, and Gu Wen didn't ask any questions.

In a life-and-death fight, the energy sinks into the Dantian, and the victory or defeat is often only in an instant.

At this time, a clear voice came.

"Dragon protector, please step aside. The few pills from the nine sons of the Zhao family are not worth your efforts."

"Yes, miss."

Protector Qianfeng stooped and left again. Yang Shanyu came over to help, and the two of them left. Gu Wen did not stop him, he turned around and walked up the stairs, heading straight to the sixth floor.

Robbery is faster than murder.

Gu Wen walked to the fifth floor and smelled the fragrance again, and the voice like wind chimes came again.

"This fellow Taoist is so aggressive just for a pot of pills?"

The voice is as soft and charming as ever, with a certain power that touches people's hearts. The fragrance in the air also has some medicinal properties, and even the reflection through the curtain of the door has a profound meaning.

"A poor Taoist seeks wealth without risking his life, but a Taoist friend wants to fight for the elixir of the nine sons of the Zhao family?"

Gu Wen asked back, then used his jade sword to cut away the distracting thoughts, and walked towards the sixth floor step by step. The voice in his ears never stopped, and the beautiful image in his mind was cut off again and again.

Although it is harmless to oneself, it is pervasive and seems to be endless.

Some distracting thoughts arise, like seeing a beautiful woman in a previous life, thinking of a name for a child, the most unpretentious yet insidious charm.

First make people feel good, then make them think. If the mind has thoughts, it will be moved.

"When you are entrusted by someone, you must do your duty with all your heart. Moreover, how can fellow Taoist He De ask me to give up as soon as he comes to the door?"

Lu Chan's voice was slightly cold, and the dark corridor was filled with spiritual light.

Formation?

Gu Wen glanced at it, and shot forward like a cannonball. A golden light emerged, and his body felt like it was hanging from a thousand pounds. When it stepped on the ground, the floor collapsed.

The curtain in the corridor suddenly moved, as if it had come to life, curling up into thick needles and stabbing towards him.

With a sweep of the spear in his hand, the roller blind was swallowed up by the gun, without any feeling of hitting an object.

Illusion?

Another needle prick struck, and the surrounding walkway began to expand, one meter, two meters, three meters... ten meters.

He seemed to be standing on Longqiao Avenue, with curtains constantly falling from the sky.

He stopped holding the spear in his hand, and the needles penetrated his body, thus confirming the illusion he had fallen into.

This is expected. The fox fairy in the realm is fifth on the earth rankings. It would be boring if he couldn't trap himself.

A gloomy wind blew against his abdomen, and Gu Wenben's stopped spear suddenly moved.

clang!

A needle is broken.

There is truth within the false, and false within the true, just like a dream or an illusion.

Gu Wen asked: "Is this a formation?"

"Of course, you haven't learned anything before?" Lu Chan was quite surprised to see Gu Wen had no countermeasures, but she wasn't too surprised either.

"Miscellaneous studies are miscellaneous studies after all. Although military strategists have strong combat power, they are too particular about defeating all methods with one force. It is not a good thing to go to the extreme of military art. The same is true of Zhejian Mountain, and the same is true of other schools of yours. Today I will give you a lesson

class."

As soon as he finished speaking, golden light surged from the ground and turned into a sharp blade.

A shot broke the sharp blade, more golden blades condensed in the void, and chains wrapped around the hands and feet like pythons.

Gu Wen swept Zhaolie's spear with one shot. The gun was as bright as abyss fire, and the golden blade where it passed was as brittle as glass. The shackles under his feet were not unbreakable, and they were broken one by one.

But more of them seemed to be endless, and Gu Wen waxed and waned. Scars accumulated on his body, and several fatal attacks were blocked by body protection techniques.

A lot of wounds won't penetrate the bones, and a lot of blood won't hurt you.

Is this the fifth place on the list?

Gu Wen felt the slightest bit of danger. Unlike He Huan, Lu Chan completely crushed him in the fields of formations and illusions, and he had almost no countermeasures.

But why should I compete with her in formation?

Lu Chan controlled the formation and said leisurely:

"Formation practitioners use the power of heaven and earth to move thousands of catties. The west of this place is the Qian Gua, and the redwood tower built here is the Li Gua. Gold and fire are used to set up a gold, fire, dry and Li formation. It can kill the enemy and trap people. You can

If you want to get out of trouble, you need to use a thousand pounds of force to knock down these four taels of mine."

"Perhaps you are also proficient in formations and have seen the birth gate of my Golden Fire Qianli Formation, but are you worthy of competing with me in terms of formations?"

All things are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, and there is no perfect method in the world. If the formation has the power of lifting a thousand pounds, we must allow the existence of the gate of life to be weak.

However, formation masters often do not easily let others know their skills, and not everyone is familiar with formations.

"Been taught a lesson."

A calm voice came, and Lu Chan was stunned for a moment. Although she gave instructions, she only gave some common sense.

Is it possible that he can still see through the formation on the spot?

"This gun has a great reputation."

The gun in Gu Wen's hand was like a blazing fire, rolling up ten feet high. Red scales emerged from the fire. The scales were slightly rubbed and shattered by the golden light. The shackles cracked inch by inch, and bits of golden light fell down.

Red dragon.

A red dragon coiled around Gu Wen's body, its four claws gripping his shoulders, piercing deeply into his flesh and blood.

The Zhaolie Spear God's Dharma unfolded, and the surrounding area fell into an endless killing path of deathly silence.

"Dharma...appearance!?"

Lu Chan slowly spit out two words, even more unbelievable than before.

All kinds of things are competing against each other, so there are three, six or nine levels. One can be a descendant of a certain sect of military strategists through the art of martial arts. In the future, he may even aspire to the realm of refining the void and combining the Tao. But this is just the standard for entering the land of immortality. Above the geniuses, there are Tianjiao and Tianjiao.

There are also invincible ones above.

The highest and perfect return to the Dharma in the art of war refers to the Dharma. Only with the Dharma can you be said to be at the pinnacle of this path.

The highest form of the path of military and spiritual communication is the manifestation of the Dharma. It already has the form of Dharma before it reaches its peak. Without this aspect, even if one succeeds in reaching the highest level of the path of military in the future, he will not be able to compare with others.

Such people are almost all the founders of the ancestral halls of major military strategists today.

Who is he?

Has she never heard that military strategists have talented people with Dharma attributes?

Gu Wen held a gun and walked step by step. The formation was already crushed by the power of the red dragon.

The second level of Daoji, the magic power is tilted.

With this shot, he wanted to test his strength. After lying dormant for five years, he did not gain momentum all at once, but soared into the sky and broke all shackles.

One shot scatters all dharmas, destroying dharmas and also destroying life.

The illusion dissipated, the corridor in front of him was disrupted by gunfire, the corner wall dozens of steps away disappeared, and a hole more than ten feet wide, which was enough for two people to jump from the building, appeared.

The lights of Dragon Bridge shine in from outside.

"cough......"

On the sixth floor, Lu Chan coughed up a mouthful of blood. She exclaimed: "Damn bald donkey, how long are you going to see this!"

"Amitabha, Donor Lu, don't panic."

A monk with big muscles and a thick waist leaped over from a distance and landed in front of the door. He had rosacea, oil stains on the corners of his mouth, and shredded meat between his teeth.

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and the murderous aura rushed towards me like a tsunami at the dark staircase.

A huge dragon claw suddenly stretched out, the dragon's head slowly poked out, and the three-foot-long dragon body stretched in the night sky, overlooking the entire Dragon Bridge and even Bianjing, invisible to mortals, and cultivators were intimidated.

I don't know how many true cultivators who were hiding in the dark looked up and saw the red dragon dharma.

He is wearing a bamboo hat, masked face, black clothes, and holding a gun. The clothes stained red due to injuries are moving in the wind.

Gu Wen walked up to the top of the building and swung Zhaolie's gun, half of the night sky was dyed blood red by the gun's sword.

He said coldly: "Your formation magic is not as good as Zhaolie Spear, you lose, Lu Chan is sixth on the earth rankings."

A calm voice blew into the room along the night wind. Lu Chan's delicate face tensed up, and her red lips were bitten to pieces.

What a shame, what a shame!

Monk Bujie opened his eyes wide and broke into a cold sweat.
Chapter completed!