The reason why Fuyao and his group came here for a stroll was actually because they felt the large-scale formation in the Taiyin area, and they came here to explore its depth. After a rough look at the periphery, Cheng Qian asked, "Second Brother, how is it?"

Li Yun didn't say anything serious, but just said: "It's difficult, Tianyan has invested a lot of money."

Yan Zhengming: "Can you break the formation? Hurry up."

Li Yun was full of worries and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just moved his fingers, and immediately it seemed as if an invisible wooden stick drew the terrain of the entire Taiyin area on the ground according to his command.

"The range of the formation is in this area. If they want to trap Han Yuan in such a large area, it must be extremely difficult to activate the formation. They either need to use a large number of people or have some spiritual objects in their hands." Li Yun said, "The former is unlikely. Although most demon cultivators are not very calm, they are not blind. If a large group of people gather together to activate the formation, those with eyes will know how to break the formation."

"There are two ways to break the formation, either by cleverness or force, that is, either find the center of the formation and destroy it in one fell swoop, or suppress it violently. I think Tianyan is mobilizing a large number of troops, so I'm afraid they are well prepared. It's not realistic to suppress it violently." Li Yun sighed, stretched out his hand to wipe off the traces on the ground, and said, "And do you remember the formation that Han Yuan set up near Fuyao Mountain? I don't know why, but he seems to have done some research on this, and his knowledge is no less than mine. If he was trapped in the Demon Slaying Formation, I'm afraid he would also think of a way to deduce the center of the formation, and Tianyan might not be unprepared."

Cheng Qian said: "After all this talk, you can't break this formation, right?"

"...That's not the case." Li Yun said hesitantly, "It's just that this method may not be very effective - Han Yuan has become a demon dragon, and I happen to have a real dragon flag in my hand. If the few of us..."

"It's 'we'," Yan Zhengming corrected, "It has nothing to do with people like you who are stuck at the threshold of the Yuanshen."

...The head brother is such a bitch.

"You guys! That's enough!" Li Yun was hit in the sore spot and roared, "What's so great about the Yuanshen? The formations like the Demon Slaying Formation are said to borrow the energy of heaven and earth, and ten Yuanshen are not enough! What are you so proud of!"

Shuikeng quietly reached out and poked Cheng Qian. Cheng Qian had no choice but to step forward fearlessly and interrupt the cockfighting of the two brothers: "Okay, what is the relationship between the Demon Dragon and the True Dragon Flag? Senior Brother, since you don't know, just say less."

Yan Zhengming rolled his eyes at Cheng Qian, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes back - he didn't know what was wrong with Cheng Qian, and he finally remembered to change his tattered robe that looked like a rag. Although he only changed into a plain black long gown without any carvings, and it was obviously a cheap item, Yan Zhengming just found it very pleasing to the eye.

The man and his long robe were clearly black and white, and with a frosty blade in his hand, Cheng Qian's eyes and brows were inexplicably filled with a hint of sharpness and murderousness. Only when he smiled occasionally did he look like a gentleman.

Yan Zhengming could not help but look at him a few more times, wishing he could remember all the threads flying off Cheng Qian's body in his mind. Then he looked away calmly, maintaining the dignity of a gentleman, scratching his head and thinking about it over and over again in his mind, while listening to Li Yun talking about serious matters with one mind.

"There are dragon bones and dragon souls in the True Dragon Flag," Li Yun said, "Isn't Han Yuan's magic dragon still missing a dragon bone? With his cultivation, if he can really use the True Dragon Flag to obtain the power of the ancient dragon, he may be able to compete with the Demon Slaying Formation, but..."

At this point, several people understood.

It was one thing to want to intercept people from Tian Yan, but Han Yuan had committed serious crimes and was extremely evil, so using real dragon bones to help him commit atrocities was another matter.

Even without the restraint of the Demon-Exorcising Seal, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed.

"There's no need to mention this matter again," Yan Zhengming said, "Li Yun, put away your True Dragon Flag and don't take it out. Now that we've seen the Demon Slaying Formation, let's go back to Fuyao Mountain and take a look."

Turning around, Yan Zhengming noticed that Cheng Qian's collar was slightly messy, so he couldn't help but raise his hand to straighten his collar.

Cheng Qian's legs, which had been about to move forward, froze in mid-air and he held his breath involuntarily.

Yan Zhengming looked up and met his eyes, which were slightly deeper than usual. He then realized that his actions were too intimate. A thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his palms. He pulled his hands back in an attempt to cover up the truth, and said with a dry cough, "Don't you see that the two lapels are asymmetrical? You should pay more attention to your clothes."

Cheng Qian remained silent, feeling that in this regard, he might never be able to meet the requirements of his senior brother in his entire life.

During this short journey, Yan Zhengming was embarrassed, Cheng Qian was silently reflecting on himself, and Li Yun, who was bullied by his head brother, was stimulated and completely turned into a chatterbox. He kept nagging his new nephew Nian about all kinds of unreliable Fuyao Mountain scenery. There was little real content, and his main purpose was to show off.

Li Yun successfully used his magical mouth skills to drive Shuikeng and Cheng Qian away, and rushed all the way to the original site of Fuyao Mountain.

Shuikeng was originally flying in the front, but suddenly without any warning, he turned into a human form in the air, and looked down at a certain place in the mountain with an unhappy expression: "Brother, why do I feel like there is a dark evil aura under the mountain?"

Cheng Qian was stunned, and rushed to her side like a black wind: "Is it Han Yuan?"

There were clouds and trees all over the ground, so it was hard to see clearly. Shuikeng shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem to be. The blood is not that thick, but it is very dirty, and..."

Before she finished her words, Cheng Qian had already jumped down.

No matter the demonic aura of a demon cultivator or the pure aura of an ordinary cultivator, if they are not deliberately concealed, the stronger they are, the more conspicuous they will be. The demonic aura of these demon cultivators can be seen from the sky, and their strength is already quite terrifying. It was reckless for Cheng Qian to go down there without saying a word.

Perhaps Fuyao Mountain will always be his Achilles' heel.

Shuikeng said anxiously: "Hey, little brother, wait a minute..."

Just as she was about to chase him, a hand suddenly grabbed her arm. Yan Zhengming pulled her behind him and told her, "Don't follow him. Stay away from him."

Before the puddle could react, Yan Zhengming's figure disappeared in a flash.

Although Cheng Qian was very angry, he was not very impulsive. When he landed on the ground, he had already restrained his breath. He went in through the gaps between the big trees like a breeze, and then flew up to the dense tree canopy without disturbing a single leaf.

After just one look, he frowned. There were two men and one woman there. The woman was dressed very strangely. If she wasn't for the demonic aura, she would have looked like a demon cultivator. She had a huge morning glory on her head, her clothes were disheveled, and all the places where clothes should be worn were covered with various petals. Her bare hands and feet were sticking out from the hearts of several large flowers, and were covered with vine-shaped bracelets and anklets.

Of the two men, one was setting up the formation on the ground, while the other got a small table and stool from somewhere and was sitting leisurely beside them drinking tea.

Hua Nv smiled delicately and said, "Xiaoxiang Jun and I are both unfamiliar with formations. This time, it's all thanks to you, Brother Lu."

The person who arranged the formation heard this and flattered him: "How dare I? I am just taking advantage of you two seniors and picking up some small items that you don't like. If one day Xiaoxiang Jun wants to conquer the Northern Ocean and still asks me to serve him, I will die without regrets."

Xiao Xiangjun, who was drinking tea, raised the corner of his mouth with a fake smile: "It's good that you know."

The man who set up the formation lowered his head timidly, and the flower girl chuckled and said, "Brother Lu is really sweet--you said that this Fuyao Mountain is also weird. It is clearly a pure cultivation sect, but it has produced several great demons. There are rumors that the previous Bei Mingjun was also born here. I wonder if it is true."

Xiaoxiang Jun sneered and said, "I don't know what happened to the last person, but what ability does that Han have to cultivate a demon dragon body and call himself the leader of all demons? If you say there is no secret treasure here, I don't believe it."

Hua Nu walked forward and sat sideways on Xiao Xiang Jun's knees. She stretched out her long arms and wrapped them around his neck in an ambiguous way, whispering, "When we use Han's formation to break the seal of Fuyao Mountain and find out the secret of how he became a demon dragon, we can sit back and watch the fight between him and Tian Yan's lackeys, and then reap the benefits... When the time comes, you can command the world and be so majestic. Don't forget my contribution."

At this time, Cheng Qian, who was on a high place, had already recognized that the formation in the hands of the person who set up the formation was exactly the same as the one Han Yuan had used back then. Although he knew rationally that nothing could open Fuyao Mountain except unlocking the mountain seal, he was still furious in his heart.

Suddenly, an arm hugged his shoulders from behind, as if trying to stop him from doing anything rash.

Cheng Qian closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice: "These three people are planning to fish in troubled waters while Tian Yan is fighting the demon dragon. I think their cultivation is not weak and they should not be underestimated. It will be bad if they bring any changes at that time."

After listening to his explanation, Yan Zhengming was silent for a moment and replied, "Kill him."

After saying that, Yan Zhengming turned into a shadow and rushed towards the seemingly most powerful Xiaoxiang Jun like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Xiaoxiang Jun shouted angrily: "Who is it?"

Yan Zhengming: "The one who wants to kill you."

As they were talking, the two men were already engaging in close combat. Xiaoxiang Jun opened his mouth and three shields, each about a foot thick, appeared in the air out of nowhere. All kinds of ominous black air rose up faintly. The demon cultivator, who had just set up the formation halfway, immediately showed fear on his face and quickly hid aside.

Xiaoxiang Jun floated behind the shield, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a loud bang, and three shields were shattered by a sword. He couldn't tell what sword the swordsman had in his hand, as the sword was hidden in an indescribable sword energy. It didn't seem sharp at first glance, but only when it was close in front of him could he feel the terrifying power in it.

Xiaoxiang Jun was shocked. He spread his arms, and his sleeves were bulged with black. For a moment, Xiaoxiang Jun's face became hideous. He was wrapped in the black air and said in a hoarse voice: "I think you are tired of living. I will send you a breath of death. Go to see your Honghuang Daozu!"

All the flowers, plants, insects and birds that the black shadow touched died immediately, and in the blink of an eye they turned into dead branches and white bones on the spot - what rose from his palm was actually the aura of death!

Xiaoxiang Jun raised his hand, and two deadly energies rushed towards Yan Zhengming, hitting the outer circle of his protective true energy.

The protective true energy was devoured by the death energy at a speed visible to the naked eye. After turning into death energy, it merged into the charred mass. Yan Zhengming's true energy was deep, and the death energy only swallowed a few mouthfuls and became even stronger.

At this time, Li Yun's voice came from the air: "That is the method of reversing yin and yang. All the true essence and vitality will be devoured by it. Only the sword cannot break it——"

Before he finished speaking, more than ten swords of the Yuanshen were pushed out like raindrops. The sword energy was like a raging wind and a tide, sweeping out mightily. It was not until then that Xiaoxiang Jun saw clearly the sword in his hand - it was actually a wooden sword without any edge!

Xiaoxiang Jun's pupils shrank, and Yan Zhengming suddenly withdrew the true energy that protected his body. Before the death energy could get close to him, it was suddenly torn apart by the sword shadow in mid-air. However, the momentum of several soul swords continued unabated, making a "buzzing" sound and rushing straight towards Xiaoxiang Jun.

Xiaoxiang Jun was hit through by a sword, but Li Yun said, "Be careful!"

The next moment, that "Xiaoxiang Jun" turned into a skeleton on the spot, staring at Yan Zhengming with a pair of black eyes - it turned out to be a substitute.

There were countless Xiaoxiang Juns roaming around, and Yan Zhengming was pierced by the sword of Yuanshen countless times. In just a moment, Yan Zhengming was surrounded by skeletons, and the two of them were actually in a stalemate for a while.

Let's talk about the flower girl. She reacted very quickly. When Yan Zhengming's sword energy came out, she immediately pushed Xiaoxiang Jun to the front and jumped away. She frowned with her brows embroidered with flower petals: "Sword cultivator?"

To some extent, demon cultivators are most afraid of sword cultivators. This group of people are born with evil spirits. Except for the inner demons, they are immune to all poisons. Hua Nv saw that things were not going well and wanted to run away immediately. At this moment, a cold sword intent enveloped her. She heard someone behind her say, "Where are you going?"

The girl looked back, her eyebrows were startled at first, and then she smiled, her face was like a flower that suddenly bloomed, she gently covered her lips and smiled: "Where did you come from, little brother, you are so handsome."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she spoke in a charming voice. Even if the other party had a higher cultivation level than her and could not confuse his mind, it was enough to make him dazed for a moment. Li Yun in the air saw it and was about to warn her, but before he could open his mouth, Cheng Qian had already slapped him with a sword.

Li Yun was silent for a moment, then laughed and said, "This little Qian - Shuikeng, your little brother is good in this respect, he is determined and will never be tempted by superficial skills such as beauty, you should learn from him."

Shuikeng glanced at him in confusion: "What are you learning? I am not tempted by beauty. I am beauty myself."

Li Yun was very worried: "Oh my god, you have to have some shame, Junior Sister."

Then, without waiting for Shuikeng to get angry, he said, "Xiao Qian, be careful and hold your breath. This woman has a lot of peach blossoms on her face. It's obvious that she has practiced the 'Knowing Spring Heart Method'. She has many ways to use poison gas and pollen."

In the short time it took Li Yun to say this, Cheng Qian's sword energy had already formed a curtain of frost, freezing all the peach blossoms and spring breezes into ice flowers. In his hands, the sword moves of the Fuyao wooden sword were more ruthless than the Haichao sword. After only two or three moves, he had already broken one of the arms of the rosy skeleton.

Hua Nu let out a scream, but unfortunately, neither Xiao Xiangjun, who was forced to hide by Yan Zhengming, nor the person who set up the formation who dared not show up, paid any attention to her - these people were not even as good as the birds in the forest, as they would turn against each other at the slightest sign of trouble.

Frost soon covered her wounds. Cheng Qian took Li Yun's words to heart. In order to prevent her from using any messy tricks, he simply planned to freeze her to death and then kill her with one sword.

Hua Nu no longer had the eloquence she had just now. She narrowly dodged several sword attacks and stared at Cheng Qian viciously, wishing she could eat him alive. She suddenly let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and her other intact arm fell off her body without warning. Blood mist spurted out for several feet, and the two blooming flowers on her empty shoulders suddenly closed and fell from her body, leaving a flower field on the ground.

The flower field quickly absorbed her body parts and blood, and then sprayed out a thick mist.

The young man in the air was about to lean over to take a look when he was pulled back by Li Yun.

"Be careful," Li Yun said, "Your master can see things, but you may not be able to see them. This woman is probably trying her best. That is a flower field that was grown with the blood and flesh of the host. Don't even think about taking a sip. If you look at it for too long, you will fall into the illusion of the flower field..."

Nian Dada: "Ah? Then what about my master?"

Li Yun: "This also happened to him. He has the body of the Gathering Spirit Jade, so these things have limited impact on him."

Before he finished speaking, the flowers in the field fell down without warning. A burst of snow fell from the sky, scattering all the pollen. Cheng Qian, dressed in ink, appeared with an indifferent look, and a strangely beautiful peach blossom fell on his shoulder.

The expression of the Flower Goddess, who had almost turned into a half-human stick, changed several times. Finally, her eyes fell on the peach blossom on his shoulder. She suddenly laughed out loud, "Haha, you are no longer a mortal, how can you still be afflicted by peach blossoms? You hypocritical righteous monks..."

As soon as these words were spoken, they successfully alarmed several people around.

Before she finished her words, Cheng Qian had already stabbed her in the waist with a sword, and at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of Taiyin Mountain in the distance, mixed with the sound of wind, giant birds, horses neighing, wild beasts roaring, and floods rushing... It filled the ears and shook the earth.

Li Yun's expression suddenly changed: "Big Brother, let's fight quickly and decisively, the Demon Slaying Formation has been activated!"

Before Yan Zhengming could answer, the magic cultivator who had been hiding in the corner suddenly raised his head with a strange sneer on his face: "A quick victory?"

As soon as he raised his hand, the original formation on the ground suddenly changed drastically, and in the blink of an eye it was completely unrecognizable. Xiaoxiang Jun was hit in the chest by Yan Zhengming's sword, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, and said in shock and anger: "Lu Qiuping, what are you doing?!"

The formation maker Lu Qiuping had already seen the key to the formation: "Han Yuan's formation is just a useless 'Listening Mountain Formation'. Do you still want to rely on it to enter Fuyao Mountain? It's ridiculous. Hand over your position as Lord Xiaoxiang. Now I will let you know what it means to be a mantis stalking a cicada, while the oriole is waiting behind..."

The three demon cultivators actually started to fight each other at this critical moment!

Everyone was in chaos because of the premature activation of the Demon-Slaying Formation, except Cheng Qian, whose sword was still as powerful as ever. He turned a deaf ear to everyone and cut the female demon cultivator in half with one sword.

The flower girl was cut in half, but her upper body was crawling on the ground, blood flowing like a river. The petals on her face withered one by one, and in the blink of an eye her face became pale and wrinkled. Her eyes, covered by her drooping eyelids, were filled with hatred. She said, "I'll give you a handful of peach blossom miasma..."

After saying that, Hua Nu's entire body exploded on the spot with flesh and blood flying everywhere. Ever since she opened her mouth, Cheng Qian had been on guard. At this moment, he held the Frost Blade in front of him to form a frost net. Hua Nu's blood fell on the blade of the Frost Blade, and peach blossoms of different sizes bloomed unremittingly, but without exception, they were all frozen into withered flowers and fallen leaves in an instant by the vicious sword.

As he was blocking and stabbing, it just so happened that the peach blossom miasma that Hua Nu self-detonated just happened to flow to one side and went straight into Lu Qiuping's formation.

Lu Qiuping was caught off guard, screamed, and suddenly covered his face with his hands. Without warning, three feet of red smoke rose from the formation, surrounding him entirely, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a pink skeleton.

This change happened so quickly and unexpectedly that everyone was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, something strange happened again. A white light filled with murderous aura flew over from Taiyin Mountain. The original demon-slaying formation unexpectedly expanded more than fifty miles outward, bringing all the people in the group into the range of the formation.

The evil spirit rushed into the magic formation that was contaminated by peach blossom miasma. White light, evil spirit and peach-red cigarettes mixed together and soared into the sky.

This must be the most complicated formation in the world.