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Chapter 354

With raging flames, even the space is constantly distorting.

A large amount of the power of heaven and earth attracted by the formation suddenly came into contact with the flames, and immediately turned into spiritual mist and dispersed.

A certain remote place in the Chiyang Sub-Ge of Jiuchong Pavilion has been shrouded in a white mist since I don't know when.

The spiritual mist will not take the initiative to attack, it just hangs over the entire Dry Lake Temple like a giant umbrella, and birds cannot pass it.

At the bottom of the dry lake, Mu Feng sat cross-legged motionless, continuing the project of refining the Da Yan Hongmeng Holy Lotus day after day.

All the robes he was wearing had already been turned into nothingness, and his hair was also wiped off by the high temperature. He sat naked at the bottom of the lake, like a smooth jade sculpture.

Several high-level storage rings were scattered in front of him, while other low-quality storage bags had long been incinerated to the point that there was not even a slag left.

Fortunately, Mu Feng's most valuable things are all stored in the system space, and the less important things are stored in the space ring.

It's not a pity that the little bits and pieces in the storage bag are gone.

In a blink of an eye, he had been retreating at the bottom of the lake for more than three years.

This time exceeded his previous expectations, but the benefits and improvements he gained were also beyond his imagination before the retreat.

According to the speed of Liuli Zhenyan's full firepower, in fact, it only takes one year to completely refine Dayan Hongmeng Shenglian.

But Mu Feng made some adjustments in the middle, suppressing the progress of refining.

The reason is also very simple, he found that Liuli Zhenyan has an excellent tempering effect on his physical body and cultivation power.

For Mu Feng, this discovery was tantamount to a surprise.

You must know that with his current physical strength, it is not easy to strengthen it solely by external force.

Mu Feng even planned to find a suitable opportunity to polish and temper after going to the upper realm in the future.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of him, he will not miss it in vain.

Tempering the body with the power of fire requires water grinding, and if you blindly calcine it, it is not a practice but a direct cremation.

Mu Feng calculated the time in advance and kept all transformations in a specific dynamic balance.

When I finally stepped into the Supreme, my physical body just completed a round of baptism, so I will be able to greatly improve the quality of my advancement!

Now, Dayan Hongmeng Shenglian only has the last bit left to be refined and absorbed by Mu Feng, and his promotion has finally reached the most critical sprint stage.

the same moment.

The Jiuzhong Pavilion is facing an unprecedented attack by strong men!

Although this was an event that Zimo, Xu Sheng and other high-ranking elders had long expected, the potential energy carried by this group of powerful enemies far exceeded their previous imagination.

The Hundred Ghosts and Demons League came to attack, and the leader was their head teacher who had just come out of seclusion.

A mid-tier three powerhouse of the Supreme Realm Fourth Heavenly Layer!

It would be fine if it was just the Hundred Ghosts Demon League family, but at the same time, there were also two powerful forces rooted in the Heavenly Secret Spirit Realm but sent by the great clans from the upper realm.

On the surface, the number of supreme powerhouses has reached four, and the headmaster of the Hundred Ghosts Demon League is quite accomplished in the corpse path, so no one can tell how many gold armors of the highest level he controls in his hands. corpse.

Fortunately, there was a large array of protective pavilions deployed by Mu Feng himself, which prevented the powerful enemies from attacking again and again, otherwise, the entire Jiuzhong Pavilion would have fallen into death.

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"Is there any movement in the dry lake monastery?"

The person who spoke was Zimo.

Relying on the panacea bestowed upon him by Mu Feng, he had successfully stepped into the late stage of the Happy Realm two months ago.

In addition to successive advancements in cultivation, he has also made great progress in terms of skills.

In the few days after he was promoted, Zimo was radiant all day long, and he patiently gave several lectures to the low-ranking disciples.

However, before he was happy for too long, a terrible thing happened that a powerful enemy came to encircle and suppress him.

Xu Sheng looked dignified, shook his head and said: "There is still no feedback from the pavilion master. Presumably, his retreat will not end so soon."

After finishing speaking, he cheered up to the opponent again: "The guard formation will not be destroyed by the enemy for a while, we just need to stick to it, and when the pavilion master leaves the customs, all problems can be easily solved."

Zimo's cultivation base is much higher than Xu Sheng's, so the level he can sense is far from the other side's comparison.

He faintly felt that the powerful enemies stopped bombarding the formation in the past two days, so they must be plotting something.

However, he was not going to disclose his conjectures to Xu Sheng and others, because that would be of no use other than disturbing the morale of the army.

With the current plan, everyone in the Jiuzhong Pavilion really has no other choice except to stick to it.

Two days later.

Suddenly, there were more than a hundred monks whose bodies were imprisoned outside the big formation of the Nine Layers Pavilion.

These monks were male and female, all of them were wounded, and some of them had Gu worms crawling in and out of the wounds of their severed limbs, gnawing on the flesh and blood of living people.

The monks who were injured and tortured couldn’t kill themselves. Their eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, their muscles twitched from enduring the severe pain, and they vomited blood with broken internal organs.

However, even if these people were on the verge of collapse, they never bowed their heads and begged for mercy.

They are all disciples of the Jiuzhong Pavilion who are in charge of intelligence. During the period when the defensive formations were opened up in the pavilion to shrink and self-styled, it was these people who wandered outside and sent back important information one after another.

This time, a powerful enemy suddenly attacked in large numbers. If it weren't for the rapid transmission of information, I don't know how many pavilions would have been captured and beheaded by foreign enemies.

After all, launching an array to protect the pavilion is not the same as retreating for all members.

Most of the disciples stayed in the pavilion to seize the time to practice, while a few disciples who were in charge of external affairs would shuttle back and forth between inside and outside the formation, performing their duties.

The reason why the enemy group headed by Baiguishameng temporarily stopped attacking was because they were wasting their energy to catch the hostages.

The tenacity of the guard formation far exceeds the cognition of all the powerful enemies.

After failing to break through the attack for several days, they planned the insidious method of threatening hostages.

In fact, the headmaster of the Hundred Ghosts Demon League has a one-time expendable spiritual weapon that can break the formation, but it is his life-saving spiritual weapon, and he will not use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

Right now, many disciples and elders gathered in the guard formation were all furious when they saw the scene where their companions outside the formation were dying, and many female disciples even shed tears on their clothes.

"Don't you even have the guts to come out and fight in the dignified Jiuzhong Pavilion? I really don't know how you boasted about your previous achievements and reputation."

Outside the formation, a disciple of the Hundred Ghosts Demon League stood behind one of the disciples of the Jiuzhong Pavilion shirtless, holding a ghost-headed sword that was used to behead criminals in the secular world.

It was a man in a long gown who spoke earlier, but at this moment, he raised his arm to signal the shirtless man to raise the ghost-headed sword high up.

Then he yelled towards the guard formation with a smirk: "You who are timid! See if you don't even have the courage to collect the corpses of your fellow disciples!"