Today I hold the world

The demon-slaying formation is an extremely common formation in the cultivation world. Since ancient times to the present, conflicts between humans and monsters have erupted from time to time. Over the years, this demon-slaying formation has become a compulsory homework for most sects of the human race.

People are divided into aptitudes, and demons are divided into ranks. In theory, the higher the rank, the higher the growth rate, the strength of the same realm, and the ability to control it.

Wuying Mandrill is a third-order monster, and its foundation-building strength is the peak that most Mandrills can reach. Among them, there is naturally a one-in-a-million mandrill who breaks through the foundation-building strength and enters the golden core, and that is the real Wuying Mandrill king.

So to deal with them, naturally, a third-order top-grade monster-slaying formation was arranged in advance. The battle situation on the field is almost the same as Zhong Ziyan guessed earlier. They guarded in the center, and the remaining adult mandrills, estimated to be about two hundred, rushed to all parts of the formation, roaring and smashing, all of them staring angrily, wishing to tear apart the monks surrounded by a large circle outside.

Seeing that the formations have been stabilized, the monks who were maintaining and guarding the formations around each base sent messages to Zhong Ziyan's hill one by one. Sun array!"

However, within ten breaths, another set of lavender barriers lit up in the demon-killing formation, and the barriers began to emit aura that affected the soul in all directions. After half a stick of incense, all the mandrills with lower golden core strength inside were weak and weak.

The three-headed demon kings saw ice, fire, thunder and spirit waves stabbing out from the wall of the demon-slaying formation. They felt the breath of death, and realized that staying inside was only for death. The monster-killing array almost taught them to break through the wall.

Zhong Ziyan observed meticulously, and told Song Yingxing, "Teach them to maximize the power of the formation and stick to it for half a stick of incense."

Song Yingxing's eyes twitched, why did the head of the sect change his plan temporarily, staring at Zhong Ziyan with doubts, while passing the order down.

At such a moment, the executors would not be as suspicious as Song Yingxing, they just did what they did, they had no chance to ask questions, the three sets of formations overlapped in an instant, and the foundation-building demon inside began to howl like a pig in dire straits.

In less than half a stick of incense, all the mandrills under the golden elixir were in confusion and lost their minds. Zhong Ziyan looked at Jiang Yuzhou, Tuoba Nantian and Tantai Qingsheng, "I will deal with the three-headed demon king, and the rest will be handed over to you." Let everyone hunt them down!"

"Yes!"

"it is good."

……

When the formation barrier was about to disappear, the four of them flew into the battlefield at the same time, locked on a mandrill king each, and used thunder methods at the moment the barrier was broken, and the three golden core monsters were killed within a few rounds.

More than two hundred monks from the periphery rushed into the battlefield one after another and began to wipe out the foundation-building monsters. Since these monsters had been displaced by the formation, most of them had no power to fight back, and they were quickly cleaned up.

Zhong Ziyan and Tuoba Nantian stepped into the Mandrill Cave one after the other, and flew out about half an hour later. At this time, everyone had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Zhong Ziyan waving his hand and giving instructions, I don't know who was the first to be excited. Called to rush into the Mandrill Cave, the rest of the people reacted and rushed in one after another. They finally finished the last tough battle, and they were lucky not to lose a single soldier.

Song Yingxing led 50 people to wait on the side, Zhong Ziyan cleaned up the filth of his clothes, and taught Tuoba Nantian to supervise the place. He personally led the manpower to the Yintou crack less than five miles away, and went down for a while to check. As Diao Yao said, he has accumulated and buried a large number of spiritual weapons and spiritual materials, and personally investigated the dangerous traps. After nearly three incense sticks, he flew out of the crack calmly and calmly, and said to Song Yingxing:

"Squad down to search, don't miss a treasure."

Song Yingxing held the ceremony with joy, "Yes, head."

He briefly said the precautions to the fifty monks behind him, and then took them down together. From time to time, wild laughter and joy came from the cracks in Yin's head. It should be able to support the supply of revenge for the Eastern Expedition! '

******

One day later, in the black lawn outside the Wuying Mandrill Cave, all hands were neatly aligned, and all faces were filled with joy. Because the treasures they got were transparent and open, everyone knew that they would definitely get a good reward after going out, and this kind of reward was completely available. Who wouldn't be happy if the people who fought the battle chose it for themselves.

Zhong Ziyan was standing far away from the crowd, and when he was about to leave this place, he felt uneasy. The reason was that [-] people had died this time, and it was really difficult to face those sects he belonged to after going out. It will be less, but after all, people are gone, and it is really difficult to measure the value equally.

Tuoba Nantian, who was standing by the side, saw Zhong Ziyan's embarrassment, and comforted him: "A hundred years ago, in the Huaishan cultivation world, there were not as many resources as there are today. Many foundation-building casual cultivators fought hard for a treasure. It ended in the tragic death of one party. Compared with those years, the life in Huaishan is so stable and peaceful now.

I am a cultivator, and I have to face it when I die sooner or later. Who knows that one day I will encounter a hurdle that I cannot overcome?

They decided to come down with you, so they are naturally ready to pay the price, and their sect should also have this awareness, so why are you embarrassing yourself here? "

Zhong Ziyan frowned, nodded bitterly, and sighed softly, "After all, I lost my life under my leadership, so I feel a little guilty, thank you brother for your comfort."

Jiang Yuzhou approached and frowned and said: "Master, don't spoil everyone's interest on such a good day today. We cultivators should not be indifferent to life and death. I am ruined here because of my lack of luck and strength. Who is to blame? Could it be possible to blame God for those whose foundations cannot be eliminated by life and death?

You should raise the banner to boost morale now, and by the way, make a pre-call for the upcoming Eastern Expedition. "

Zhong Ziyan pondered for a moment, nodded, and walked together with the two of them in front of the crowd. After speaking briefly, he ordered Song Yingxing to lead the way and lead everyone back to the ground.

When they reached the entrance to the second floor, Zhong Ziyan whispered some instructions to Jiang Yuzhou and Tantai Qingsheng, and said to Tuoba Nantian: "Brother Dao, please go to another place with me."

Tuoba Nantian was quite puzzled, but he had no reason to disagree, so he wrapped himself up in Zhong Ziyan's body and hid himself.

Seeing this situation, Song Yingxing could roughly guess what his head was going to do. Turning around, he happened to see Liu Xiaoheng and Gao Ding looking at him. He nodded in response, both of them felt admiration in their hearts.

A group of people flew from the second floor to the first floor in a mighty manner. No one noticed that they were followed by a crimson tentacle, until no one could see them. The expression of the fleshy skull was resentful, resentful and resigned, and finally turned into babbling and muttering to himself, just like in the ancient lich war, the defeated witches cursed with all their viciousness, cursing the victors to die.

******

Under the scorching sun, more than a dozen guards and sentries outside the Tianyao Pit performed their duties in all directions, and not far from the entrance of the Tianyao Pit, a figure in white clothes stood there blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

When there was movement in the Heavenly Demon Pit, a figure floated up. This person finally came back to life, his eyes were tightly locked on those faces, and he finally saw his dearest person in the world among the crowd, and cried out: " father!"

Jiang Yuzhou, who floated up together with everyone, looked joyful. When he got out of the Heavenly Demon Pit and saw his son, he became even happier. He soon landed on the ground. Seeing Jiang Ming's eyes were red and he was dressed in white clothes, his originally joyful expression gradually became dignified. , "Minger, what happened?"

Tears welled up in Jiang Ming's eyes, and he knelt on the ground, "Mother is dead, ah... I have no mother..."

The sun was getting dark, and Jiang Yuzhou felt a thunderbolt in the clear sky, white light flickered in his head, and his body stiffened on the spot.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Ming wailed and hugged his father's leg, "Mother took advantage of you to explore treasures and went out to retreat alone to forcibly build a foundation. She wanted to wait for you to come out to give a surprise, but who would have expected that she would go mad and commit suicide..."

Jiang Yuzhou staggered unsteadily and nearly fell to the ground. He never thought that not long ago, he was persuading the head not to stick to other people's life and death, but in the blink of an eye, he was hit by his own house, and his heart couldn't stop the pain.

So he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and pulled Jiang Ming straight to Zangfeng Mountain.