Text Chapter 1136: Survival
"No, there's an ambush!" The Broken Arm Monk's expression changed, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"How is that possible? When the thirty of us came, we kept it absolutely secret, and it was impossible for outsiders to know about it!" The face of the monk surnamed Mu suddenly darkened: "Is it possible that there is a traitor among us!"
"Fellow Taoists, now is not the time to discuss this matter. Since we have fallen into the opponent's ambush, let's first consider how to resist. With the treasure in Brother Gu's hands, the Huaguxing monks can't do anything to us!" The monk surnamed Bai said immediately. .
"What the monk surnamed Bai said makes sense, fellow Taoists, set up your formation immediately!" the monk with the broken arm said immediately.
These thirty casual cultivators, all of whom had experienced a lot to achieve their current level of cultivation, only panicked for a moment before they all regained their composure and arranged their formations according to the previous plan.
"Hahaha... you guys are all well!" A series of laughter came from nowhere and fell clearly on the ears of the thirty people: "But you guys underestimate me, Huaguxing. Although I am the only one stationed here, you young people are not allowed to break in!"
"Hua Guzi, if you have the guts to come out and fight me head-on, let me see how powerful a monk in the Void Refining Stage like you is!" the Broken Arm Monk shouted angrily.
"You are just a junior in the transformation stage, you are really overestimating your capabilities! If it were in the past, I would definitely take your life with my own hands, but today, I am too lazy to take action, so let you enjoy my Xumi Formation!" Laughter But to.
Countless rays of golden light also completely enveloped everyone.
"Brother Gu, what should we do now?" The monk surnamed Mu looked around and said in a panic: "We seem to have just entered a certain formation."
"I have never heard of this Sumeru formation. I think it won't be easy to deal with. Fellow Taoists, please be careful. But as long as we work together to break the formation, it shouldn't be a problem!" The monk surnamed Gu said reluctantly.
At the same time, in front of these thirty people, thirty monks slowly appeared, and these thirty monks were almost identical to the thirty monks.
Thirty people transformed into sixty people, and sixty people transformed into one hundred and twenty people...
In the end, there were hundreds of illusory monks, tightly surrounding all the monks.
The face of the monk surnamed Gu changed greatly, and he immediately said: "Everyone, stick to the formation and never leave the formation, otherwise once you merge into these illusions, it will no longer be possible to distinguish each other!"
Although the spells displayed by these illusions are not particularly powerful, they seem to be endless. All the shattered illusions immediately reappear, and the strength that the illusions can display becomes increasingly powerful.
Any spell cast by anyone is immediately learned by its corresponding illusion.
For a full hour, thirty people tried their best to resist, but let alone breaking the formation, these illusions alone were unable to resist.
"Brother Gu, if this continues, our spiritual power will be exhausted sooner or later. If we don't break the formation, we will die here!" The monk surnamed Bai showed a trace of panic on his face.
Not only did he think so, but the other monks also thought so.
The monk surnamed Gu glanced at the ring in his hand, sighed, and said: "I originally wanted to use this treasure to deal with Hua Guzi, but now it can only be used to break this formation. Fellow Taoists will escape after breaking the formation. Without this treasure, we are no match for Hua Guzi!”
Everyone was even more horrified when they heard the monk named Gu. However, it was better to finally have a chance to escape than to die trapped here.
"Go!" The monk surnamed Gu shouted softly, and the plain and plain ring in his hand immediately shone with golden light, emitting a dazzling golden light.
At the same time, it flew upward into the sky.
"Crack!" There was a loud noise in the sky, like thunder, tearing a huge hole in the air.
The hole grew larger and larger, eventually reaching a width of thousands of feet.
There were streaks of colorful light shining inside, and there was a huge black vortex, and at the same time, an extremely turbulent absorption force was produced. In an instant, all the illusions were absorbed into it.
At the same time, a huge cracking sound occurred all around.
"What...what's going on?" Sitting cross-legged in the cave, Hua Guzi's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect that a mere thirty cultivators in the transformation stage could break this Sumeru Formation.
"I underestimated these casual cultivators, but they dared to break through my formation. None of them can escape!" Hua Guzi turned into a golden light and shot out from the cave.
Soon, more than ten monks in the transformation stage followed closely behind.
The monk surnamed Gu and the other thirty casual cultivators relaxed a little after seeing that the formation was broken. The monk surnamed Gu saw that the ring was still there after the crack in the sky disappeared, with a look of surprise on his face.
He originally thought that this thing could only be used once at most, but he didn't expect that it could still be preserved.
If he had this thing, he would have the capital to fight Hua Guzi.
The monk surnamed Gu flew up and wanted to take the ring into his hands. At the same moment, the ring disappeared silently.
"What kind of treasure can actually break my Xumi Formation?" Hua Guzi's face was full of anger.
"Fellow Taoists, run away quickly!" When the monk named Gu saw this situation, his face was full of horror. He knew the strength of a monk in the Void Refining Stage.
"It's not that easy to escape!" Hua Guzi snorted coldly, and took out four flying swords in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he chopped off the heads of the four monks who were trying to escape.
Immediately afterwards, Hua Guzi's monks in the transformation stage also arrived and blocked everyone's escape direction.
The remaining twenty-six people gathered together, not daring to take another step.
"Today, none of you can escape!" Hua Guzi said coldly.
"Fellow Taoists, let's fight with him!" The monk surnamed Mu's face suddenly turned red, and the spiritual energy in his body became instantly full.
"Self-inflicted cultivation?" Although Hua Gu was far away, he could tell at a glance that the monk surnamed Mu actually burned his own cultivation, and at the cost of this, he instantly increased his strength.
This is a very extreme method that ordinary monks would never use.
From now on, death is certain, and there is no chance for the Nascent Soul to escape from the body.
"Very courageous, but for me, it's nothing to be afraid of!" Hua Guzi sneered, and a silver needle that was invisible to everyone flew out from his sleeve silently.
In the blink of an eye, it flew in front of these casual cultivators. Under this situation, the mere spiritual power of the silver needle would not be noticed at all.
"Ah!" The monk surnamed Mu suddenly screamed. The spiritual energy in his body seemed to be drained out in an instant, and he turned into a mummy and fell to the ground.
With such a long distance and no sound, it was possible to kill a cultivator in the transformation stage who had used self-destructive cultivation. Such strength shocked all the casual cultivators.
Many people's faces showed a grayish color, and they knew in their hearts that they would not be able to escape the catastrophe today.
Suddenly, a monk flew straight towards Huaguzi and shouted: "Senior Huagu, I am willing to join you. I have mastered many secrets of casual cultivators!"
"Scum!" The face of the monk surnamed Gu was full of anger.
"Senior Hua Gu, as long as you take me in, I can take you to capture a large number of rogue cultivators. It will definitely be a good thing for you at that time, enough to be praised by the Jin Yue Sect and the Luo Family!" The monk said while escaping.
"Very good, those who know the current affairs are heroes, I will accept you as my disciple. From now on, you will become the true disciple of Hua Gu Xing!" Hua Guzi laughed loudly: "My friends, is there anyone else who is willing to worship me? You only have this chance, if you don't seize it, don't blame me for taking action!"
"You, the Luo family, are exploiting the spiritual crystals of the monks. Even if we die, we cannot be your lackeys!" The monk surnamed Gu shouted loudly and was about to draw his flying sword when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
When he looked down subconsciously, a silver needle was floating in front of his chest, and it was inserted into his chest just a hair away.
Although this silver needle was inconspicuous, the aura on it made the monk named Gu feel horrified.
"Pop!" With a soft sound, the silver needle instantly turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
"This..." The monk surnamed Gu was even more surprised.
"Who dares to break my magic weapon?" Hua Guzi's face suddenly turned pale. He originally planned to use this magic weapon to kill the ancient monk, and then kill the remaining casual cultivators one by one. He didn't expect that his best silver needle magic weapon would be destroyed.
In just half a day, the Xumi Formation was destroyed and the Silver Needle magic weapon was destroyed. How could this not make Hua Gu angry?
"Everyone in the Luo family must die!" A soft voice appeared in mid-air.
Although this voice is not loud, it seems to contain endless spiritual power and is deeply engraved in the minds of the monks.
"Ah!" Hua Guzi suddenly groaned in pain. After a few breaths, he lay straight on the ground, completely losing his breath. All the monks in the transformation stage of Hua Guzi's sect died, and no one survived.
The monk surnamed Gu and others were shocked. They did not expect such a huge change to occur suddenly.
They thought they were doomed today, but unexpectedly, Hua Gu died suddenly.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!" The monk surnamed Gu knelt down to thank him, and the rest of the casual cultivators also followed him.
Although these casual cultivators did not see who killed Hua Guzi, the other party actually killed a Void Refining Stage cultivator and more than a dozen God Transformation Stage cultivators with just one sound. With such level of cultivation, they would probably be far away. Far beyond their imagination.
"You don't need to pay attention to this matter. If it hadn't been for a chance meeting that day, I would never have spared your lives!" A man in green robes loomed in the air. This man was mediocre in appearance. He held a baby in his left hand and took out a baby in his right hand. The ring is being looked at carefully.
This person is none other than Ishikawa!
When the ancient monk brought out the ring treasure, Ishikawa had already arrived here, but the Sumeru Formation here made Ishikawa quite interested.
This is one of the rarest formations among all the formations that Ishikawa has seen in his life. It uses the illusion in the formation to fight the enemy. If this formation can be used to its advantage, then it will definitely achieve miraculous effects.
Ishikawa knew very well that this formation was prepared for him.
All the star fields controlled by the Luo family have more or less similar situations. But this formation gave Ishikawa even more surprises.
Although these casual cultivators accidentally broke into this formation, they were somehow related to Ishikawa. Besides, these people left a very good impression on Ishikawa. They have a natural antagonistic relationship with the Luo family and the Jin Yue Sect. Even if they know about Ishikawa, they cannot do anything to him.
Then, the ring magic weapon used by the Broken Arm Monk surprised Ishikawa even more. This object actually broke through the void and caused changes in the world.
This is definitely not a magic weapon that monks can use.
Therefore, Ishikawa immediately took action to prevent the loss of the magic weapon, and only then was it barely preserved. When he took the ring in his hand, Ishikawa immediately determined that this item was definitely not a treasure made by a monk, but a treasure obtained from a miracle. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!)