Chapter 15: Evil formation arises, wronged souls surge

The palm was shaking, like a thousand feet of waves surging. It made Zhong Xuwu spin in the air, flying backwards for more than ten feet before it could get down. Tiles on the eaves scattered all over the ground, smashing to pieces. At the same time, Bai Wenhai grabbed and sucked forward with both hands, and immediately sucked Senior Sister Qiu and others on the roof.

Fang Ling had the opportunity to stop him, but did not take action because everything was developed according to the plan and led the snake out of the hole. Now it is not the time to show his trump card. What's ridiculous is that Bai Wenhai still thought he still had the upper hand.

Although Zhong Xuwu did not do his best, he was knocked away by the evil way in front of tens of thousands of sects, and could not save his face. His face darkened and he was about to rush forward again. Mu Shuilian quickly flew over and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhong, isn't it time to take action now, have you forgotten the strategy we discussed?"

Zhong Xuwu shook his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and snorted heavily. Mu Shuilian saw that he suppressed his anger and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he shouted: "I will obey the order. General Bai is dead. Now standing on the eaves is the evil way of Wanjue Sect. All disciples of this sect will cheer me up and fight back the general's blood hatred together!"

Although Mu Shuilian was gentle, she also had a wave of majesty in her shouting, which made the disciples who were originally in chaos in the field feel at once. Cui Pu and other true disciples rushed to the side of the square outside the hall, surrounded the general manager and others, and took on the role of protection. Other disciples gathered outside the hall, forming circles, surrounding Bai Wenhai and others above the palace.

Fang Ling stood in the middle of the square and asked loudly: "Since it is an evil way, why not report your name?"

Bai Wenhai said proudly: "Okay, before you die, remember my name well. My name is Gongsun Lan, and he is one of the three contemporary general managers of Wanjue Sect!"

When everyone heard this, a cold air rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Their mind that had stabilized was hit hard again. They felt that their whole body was cold and cold, as if they had fallen into a thousand-foot ice cellar. Especially those general managers who had to work with Bai Wenhai every day were even more frightened. Fang Ling was right. Wan Juezong, who had disappeared for eight hundred years, was rekindled. His general manager Gongsun Lan actually took Bai's general manager and replaced him. He was not known to his disciples for three years.

This is not only a huge joke, but also a terrifying fact that makes people shudder. Everyone was ashamed and ashamed. Many people were just laughing at Fang Ling for overestimating their abilities and dared to slander the chief executive on such occasions. For them, the chief executive was a powerful authority that he could never challenge.

However, now it seems that if Fang Ling hadn't dared to expose the true face of the evil path on such an occasion, then I don't know when everyone would have been hidden. Everyone was filled with guilt and was sincerely grateful to the young boy.

Gongsun Lan looked around everyone's complicated expressions with satisfaction, then his eyes fell on Fang Ling and sneered: "Young man, you are indeed a bit capable. You can actually survive the death of the Hurricane Array and even pulled out my useless nephews. But do you think you can gain the upper hand in this way?"

Fang Ling said loudly: "There are 100,000 disciples in this sect. Do you think you can still get out of Changfeng Sect alive after being exposed? Three years ago, you took advantage of the fact that General Bai was in seclusion and pulled his bones and attached himself to his body. The general Bai's disciples of General Bai felt as if they were suffering their blood hatred. Even if they sacrificed their lives, they would come to you to get them back!"

Fang Ling's words were extremely inciting, and all the disciples looked like they were filled with anger. A evil Taoist dared to do such a cruel thing to the elders of the sect. If this thief does not kill him, how can he be a disciple of Changfeng Sect?

When Gongsun Lan heard what he said, he burst into laughter and said evilly: "It seems that you are too scared of skills. All you can do is turn over in the oil pan and always jump out of my palm." As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his five fingers and saw that the long jade box that was originally to be given to Fang Ling was sucked into his hand. When the lid of the box was turned over, the cold air inside was leaking. What followed was a surging evil aura like a flood. A huge beast formed over the palace. In an instant, a strong wind gushed, the wind surging, and the world was dark.

All the people of the sects changed their color, and those with low cultivation were even more trembling by the evil aura, and they couldn't stand steadily. Fang Ling could see at a glance that the magic weapon hidden in the box was actually the Earth Spirit Haotian Sword stolen from the sealing place. However, the evil weapon had been repaired at this time, and the evil aura emitted by the finished product made people shudder.

Gongsun Lan revealed his identity. The Changyu box was not a growth magic weapon made by several elders, but a terrifying evil magic weapon. Everything proved that Gongsun Lan was indeed prepared. Zhao Xingyang's lips were trembling and his heart was irritated. He could not have expected that things would turn aside. The great general manager turned into an evil way, and the young man who was walking against the top became a great hero of the sect. This matter was very bad. The few words he had just said to suppress the young man were now slapped in his face. Although he was utilitarian, he was not inseparable from good and evil. When he thought of distinguishing between evil ways, his face turned red.

Mu Shuilian said loudly: "Gongsun Lan, even if you have evil weapons with full of evil spirits in your hands, you will never be able to break out from here. You should just surrender!"

The true disciples such as Cui Pu were eager to try. Everyone wanted to rush forward to challenge this evil path. Everyone knew more clearly that killing one of the four major managers of Wanjue Sect can be said to have gained both fame and fortune, and have enough merit.

Gongsun Lan laughed loudly, and his laughter rushed to the clouds. After laughing, he looked at everyone evilly and said, "You really don't know that you are dead yet. Do you all think that I have only stayed in your Changfeng Sect for the past three years? I have already set up a nine-evil-induced catastrophe formation in your Changfeng Sect. The Earth Spirit Haotian Sword in my hand is the last link of the formation. As long as I move, the Changfeng Sect will - the sky collapses and the earth breaks!"

The disciples' faces changed drastically and their bodies were trembling. At this time, Gongsun Lan had already roared and slapped the palace with his left hand. The vast palace shattered like a toy. Only a pillar in the middle was still standing upright, but the surface of the pillar quickly cracked, the skin fell off, and a stream of evil spirit poured out from it.

When the pillar was exposed inside, there were a slight bone column entangled and surrounded by hundreds of human bones. The pillar was white and the skeleton was filled with resentment. Gongsun Lan flew onto the pillar and inserted the Earth Spirit Haotian Sword into the top of the pillar.

The disciples looked at each other, but they didn't expect that there was such a mystery in the hall of the main hall. Zhong Xuwu said with a deep brow: "The main hall had repaired two years ago, and it was presided over by this evil path. I didn't expect that he actually set the core of the magic array here! That magic array - he took it seriously..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Shuilian already knew what Zhong Xuwu meant. He was wondering whether Fang Ling had really destroyed the Nine Evil Tribulation Formation. She nodded slightly and said with trust: "Senior Brother Zhong, are you still worried about the matter? But in this short time of contact, I could feel the extraordinary wisdom in him. Although this evil path is powerful, it must be buried here today!"

Seeing that Mu Shuilian trusted the young man so much, Zhong Xuwu was slightly stunned and didn't say anything.

At this time, every inch of the Earth Spirit Haotian Sword inserted, a wave appeared on the ground, and a series of ripples spread like ripples. After involving the entire fairy city, it extended towards the fairy mountain outside the fairy city. Its speed was as fast as a mercedes-by lightning. The sky was covered with dark clouds and lightning flashed, as if countless evil dragons were wandering out of it, roaring and roaring, and the sound was deafening.

The wind was blowing everywhere, and the earth even began to shake slightly, as if the sky collapsed and the earth was splitting in the next second. At the same time, countless evil spirits and ghosts emerged from the core bone pillars, and people nearby rushed over.

"Master General, you retreat quickly, we will deal with it here!" Cui Pu and other true disciples shouted loudly, and they all sacrificed magic weapons and rushed towards these unjust souls. Although the unjust souls can be killed with one sword, under the action of the magic array, they are constantly growing, with a large number like locusts. In an instant, the unjust souls are like an army of ten thousand people.

If it were normal, it would be no problem to deal with such a large number of unjust souls, but everyone was in the Nine Evil Tribulation Formation and their strength was suppressed to the limit. In just a moment, Cui Pu and others were entangled by the unjust souls and were about to be swallowed by the unjust soul army.

The disciples were even more frightened when they saw it, but at the same time they felt a sense of fighting. As the Dharma Master, they were practicing the righteous laws, how could they be overwhelmed by fear? The disciples just waited for the command of the general manager to rush forward and fight against these unjust souls. Even if they were destined to die today, they would die vigorously.

The evil ghosts roared, the wronged souls and wolf howled, and the ghosts and monsters seemed to have been hungry for thousands of years, and their cruel hatred turned into various terrifying images. Although the disciples were encouraging, they were still trembling and uneasy in their hearts.

Feeling the high fighting spirit of the disciples, Mu Shuilian was deeply relieved, but a general manager couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Master Manager, we can't sit here and wait for death. We must kill Gongsun Lan!"

Mu Shuilian said lightly: "At the magic circle, Gongsun Lan will be protected by the magic circle. How easy is it to kill him?"

The manager's face turned dark, but he said anxiously: "Then we can't wait here, right?"

Mu Shuilian looked at Fang Ling with a calm expression and said, "No, all we can do now is wait, because he is the only one who can reverse the crisis in front of us!"

The general manager was shocked and his eyes fell on Fang Ling. Seeing Fang Ling as stable as a mountain under such a formation, without any panic expression, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Zhong Xuwu said coldly: "Should you wait for me, and you will have a chance to take action later!"

Everyone looked at each other. Although they were facing a critical moment of life and death in their own sect, both of the chief executives made some decisions, and everyone could only wait and see when the rise and fall of the sect fell on the young man.
Chapter completed!