Today I hold the world

The raccoon beast's wings are black and purple, and it gallops between opening and closing. Its body about four feet long flies around in the sky and refuses to leave Lizigu. , but it couldn't get rid of the entangled blow of [Golden Band of Controlling Demons].

The flaming hoop was controlled by Yang Huan, big and small all the time trying to trap the raccoon beast, but after all, it was a golden core monster, so it was not easy to deal with it in a short time, Yang Huan looked calm and in no hurry .

Observing this scene of subduing monsters is beneficial to many monks. There is actually no essential difference between controlling beasts and controlling people. In this world, the strong enslave the weak. Although life has self-esteem and pride, it cannot withstand the threat of life.

The raccoon beast entangled with the hoop wheel for more than half an hour. The billowing flames burned its skin into black charred flesh, and its strength weakened at a visible speed. This is the time.

"Six swords attached to protect, surrounded by golden hoops!"

The moment the mantra was uttered, the golden hoop turned into six, each with its own color, and the six flames quickly bound the raccoon beast, its four claws, neck and long tail, and it fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

After about two sticks of incense, the roar of the beast gradually subsided, and Yang Huan waved his hand and said to the crowd behind him, "Let me go and have a look with the old man."

Descending into the valley, everyone saw the beast lying on the ground, surrounded by earth pits rolled by it, only to hear Yang Huan say: "Now you have obeyed the old man and captured Qingling Mountain for my Xianju gate. You can seek freedom, if you don't obey, this golden hoop will be ruthless, discipline your beast soul to dissipate, and your five souls will be wiped out."

The beast whimpered, licked many scorched wounds on its body, slowly stood up, bowed its head and lay down quietly, and it succumbed.

Yang Huan laughed loudly, and recited the incantation again, and the six-color gold hoop merged into one and went straight around the neck of the raccoon beast.

Among the Foundation Establishment cultivators who followed, someone flattered and praised: "Elder Yang is really clever. He just threw the hoop casually, and he subdued this arrogant monster. Teach me to admire you."

There is no shortage of this kind of role in many occasions. In life, there are many people who are tempered by the world.Zhong Ziyan just looked at the raccoon beast quietly, the golden hoop around its neck had lost its color at this time, like an ordinary pendant, which is not surprising, but once the golden hoop is put on, I am afraid that it will have to wait until it Only death can break free.

Now that the monster has been subdued, in order to show righteousness, Yang Huan quickly took out the sun-nourishing dew that he had prepared earlier to heal the raccoon beast. , obviously calculated from the beginning.

Summoned Lihong Beast to return to the resting place outside Lizi Valley, Yang Huan told everyone his plan for tomorrow, still in batches to guard at the foot of Qingling Mountain and set up formations to ambush, as for breaking the formations, leave it to him Manipulate tens of thousands of beasts to consume.

In the middle of the night, a group of people left one after another, and Chief Chong, who was in charge of monitoring the three of Zhong Ziyan, was not here to defend. Last night, Zhong Ziyan led the casual practitioners and killed nearly forty people on Qingling Mountain. Now Chief Chong has nothing to worry about. suspicious.

After daybreak, the 18 people under him rested overnight to eliminate their sleepiness, and continued to plant ink root buds. Zhong Ziyan ordered:

"Everyone can plant five seeds today, come back early to prepare!"

"I'll take orders!" Eighteen casual cultivators quickly dispersed to work in various places, and only Zhong Ziyan and three remained behind.

Zhong Ziyan said to Tao Hanting again: "Go and tell Zhu and Li to find a secluded cave to guard the captives. When they left for a while, they just had the opportunity to ask the younger generation of the Tao family what is going on in Qingling Mountain. If I don't tell them at night letter, there is no need to return!"

After being watched by Chief Chong for such a long time, he was finally free to do something today, how could Zhong Ziyan miss the opportunity.

The foot of the mountain in front of Lizi Valley was only guarded by Chang Zizai. He stayed in various places in the valley for half a day. He used up [-]% to [-]% of the formation boards and formation equipment he carried, and overlapped three sets of formations inside and outside.

In the afternoon, he stood alone above Lizi Valley and sat cross-legged on the clouds to feel it carefully. Finally, he opened his eyes and stood up, stroking his beard and looking at the towering Qingling Mountain, with a wandering expression, as if planning something.

In the evening, the [-] casual cultivators came back in twos and threes to report on their tasks. Zhong Ziyan and Yan ordered them to go to the foot of Qingling Mountain to prepare and continue yesterday's ambush.

After Chang Zizai was replaced, he came to Zhong Ziyan and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you ready?"

"Well, everything has been properly arranged, and it was only a wedge away!" Zhong Ziyan was thoughtful.

Chang Zizai knew that there was a killing array arranged in that valley, but anyone who went in, except the Jindan cultivator, would find it difficult to get out alive.

"Then how do you get them in?"

"Don't worry, there will be a chance. If there is no chance this time, he will bring troops from the Rimen, and it will not be too late." Zhong Zi didn't think of a way for the time being, but he was not in a hurry.

The reason for participating in Xianjumen's plan to attack Qingling Mountain this time is that the snipe and the clam are fighting each other, and the fisherman benefits.

Zhong Ziyan does not know who the fisherman is, but he hopes that the last fisherman will be his own.

Now the Liu family and the Xianju sect are at odds, and the strength of the two parties is very different. Even if most of the Liu family's elite went to Shouqiu, according to the strength of the Xianju sect, they shouldn't have the courage to attack Qingling Mountain, but what happened happened. That means there are supporters behind Xianju Gate.

It's not hard to guess its supporting force, whether it's what Yang Huan himself said, or the old man who can transform into an ape, it proves that his family has a connection with Pantao Mountain, and the Nascent Soul force backs it, which really adds a lot to his family. Less guts.

Today, in terms of the strength of the sect, the Chilongmen of Huaishan is still too weak. If you recruit the other Jindan forces, even if you attack Qingling Mountain for a short time, you will have to pay a huge price. Otherwise, why would others risk death and injury? The loss of thousands of disciples and disciples came to help my family.

So at the moment, we can find a way to consume the strength of these enemies here, so we can consume as much strength first, and wait until one day it is really time to calculate and measure the timing, and then raise troops to attack.

Chang Zizai pointed to the fire at the foot of the mountain in the west: "Master, they have started!"

Zhong Ziyan stroked his beard and nodded, and said: "Take care of this place temporarily, I'll go and see the battle situation."

In any battle to attack the mountain gate, at the beginning of the first day of the new year, you must use the formation-breaking talisman to select the position where the aura of the formation is weak. If the formation of protecting the mountain is too strong, you need to target a specific point for bombardment. This is like stabbing a round shield with needles. Similarly, if you aim at a thorn one by one, you can always pierce it.

Qingling Mountain is huge, Zhong Ziyan went around and found that people from Xianju Sect were indeed attacking at the foot of the mountain everywhere, and the manpower was more than [-] people when they first came here. It must be Yang Huan who came here in the past two days brought from time to time.

At the foot of Nanshan Mountain is the main battlefield. Yang Huan commanded the raccoon beast to spit purple Lingbo non-stop. Many disciples defending on Qingling Mountain couldn't stand the ear-piercing neighing of the raccoon beast. After a while, many of them had blood dripping from their eyes. Crazy jump.

After all, it is a golden core monster, so the strength is there, and the disciples in Qingling Mountain are all having a headache.

As the night darkened, Yang Huan calculated that the time was almost up, he took out a flute full of black air and played it for a while, and the army of beasts like the black clouds overwhelming the city gathered again from all directions last night.

One head went straight to the protective formation of Qingling Mountain. After one layer was burned and burned by the flames emitted by the formation mask, the other batch continued to make up and became a black layer, pecking at the formation mask.

According to Zhong Ziyan's thesis, these beasts are the biggest contributors to the reason why Xianju's gate can suppress Qingling Mountain this time. Anyone who sees these tens of thousands of dark things will feel their scalp numb.

The Xianju Gate has been prepared for more than half a year, and it is indeed very effective.

After midnight came, the protective barrier at the foot of Nanshan became dark and trembling several times. Zhong Ziyan almost thought that the formation was about to be broken, but it was a pity that it was so short.

The raccoon beast worked very hard in order to get back its freedom. Its eyes showed a fierce look. It felt that as long as it insisted on a few more times, the mask covering this mountain would definitely be broken.

roar~

Yang Huan, who was floating in the sky in the distance, laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Liu Jiangning, today, the old man will destroy your Qingling Mountain to avenge the murder of the monkey priest yesterday!"

Just when the raccoon beast's claws were about to collide with the Qingling Mountain's protective formation, a round hole was instantly revealed in the barrier, and a sword of sand and dust rushed out with overwhelming anger, before the raccoon beast could react , Chen Jian Shunhua's two-zhang phantom was directly used to its chest and abdomen, and as soon as it passed through, even the demon core with it was bombarded out of the beast's body.

A figure wrapped in khaki spiritual power stood at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Liu Jiangning's eyes flashed coldly, and he cast a spell with both hands. The spirit sword flew out, just like Jiang Haishalong piercing through the body of the raccoon beast for the second time. The phantom of the spiritual weapon merged into one and directly shattered the demon core.

A cold snort came from Liu Jiangning's mouth: "Old thief, is this your trick?"

Yang Huan in the distance was panicked and terrified. He never thought that Liu Jiangning could kill the raccoon beast he had just subdued with two swords. ?”

Liu Jiangning didn't wait for him to say anything more, he used Yujianshu and raised his sword to slash, "Even if Liu Mou is the only one guarding the mountain, I'm not afraid of you old thief, watch my Jingchen sword kill your soul!"