The road is vague

Chapter 163: The Self-Destruction of the Formation
"Father!"

"father……"

The Chen family disciples who formed a battle formation were all horrified.

The so-called battle formation, also known as the military formation, can be divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D. It is the basis for the legion to arrange the barrier.

Now, there are more than 30 disciples in the Chen family, who can only barely form a small team. Under Chen Wang's training, they can barely be regarded as a Type D team.

last moment.

These Chen family disciples were still under the command of Chen Wang, and their spiritual power was intertwined with each other, allowing them to deal with Li Mo and others with ease.

next moment.

These Chen family disciples lost their backbone, and were at a loss and in chaos.

After all, they were not real soldiers and had not formed a complete military discipline. They were merely a worship of the individual.

"Avenge my father, kill him!"

Some of the Chen family's disciples pointed their fingers at Song Xiang.

After performing the secret art of cause and effect, Song Xiang still maintained the posture of being filled with incense. His body movements were extremely graceful and agile, and he was able to maintain a flying posture.

"Don't be impulsive, protect your father!"

Another group of Chen family disciples took a defensive stance to protect Chen Wang.

Chen Wang was carefully lifted up by several Chen family disciples, trying to escape from the vast backyard.

This way.

The Chen family's battle formation turned into loose sand in an instant, and these Qi training disciples were trapped in fighting each other.

Jiang Feiyan and Li Mo were overjoyed when they saw this, and immediately took advantage of the opportunity to pursue Chen Wang.

at this time.

Several more Chen family disciples rushed into the formation.

The leader was none other than Chen Zhong, who had met Li Mo once before. He was also the only cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage among all of Chen Wang's descendants.

After a brief pause, these people quickly reacted.

"father!"

Chen Zhong's eyes revealed complex emotions such as panic, anger, and regret.

He regretted why he didn't listen to his father and always liked to wander around, so that when such an accident happened at home, he couldn't arrive in time.

It's too late now.

But that kind of desire was not only difficult for Chen Wang to control, but also for him.

The bone-eating and soul-stirring desire continued to ferment and brew in his blood and merge into his soul. As his cultivation level increased, he became terminally ill and could no longer control himself.

Song Qian let out a cold shout.

"court death!"

When some of the Chen family's disciples saw that Song Xiang had severely injured Chen Wang with an unknown secret technique, they were so angry that their hearts and livers were broken and their hair stood on end. They rushed towards Song Xiang and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

But how could Song Qian just sit back and do nothing?

This cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building immediately took out a black sickle magic weapon and swept it across with great force. The scene was bloody and tragic.

"Junior brother, you go get the first credit and take down Chen Wang!"

Jiang Feiyan gave up chasing Chen Wang and rushed towards the Chen Zhong brothers who arrived late, giving the credit to Li Mo.

"it is good!"

After Li Mo responded, he jumped up, took advantage of the momentum on the top of the mountain like a dragonfly skimming the water, quickly flew over the fish pond, and rushed towards the Chen family disciples who were retreating in a hurry.

Seeing this, several of the Chen family disciples who were carrying Chen Wang showed fearlessness and rushed towards Li Mo, wanting to use their own flesh and blood to delay their father.

However, without the protection of the unified battle formation and the grand formation, how could these Qi training disciples compete with the foundation-building cultivators?

Li Mo summoned the Yinshuihu magic weapon, and four black snakes emerged and rushed towards the seven Qi training disciples in front of him.

These disciples have only reached the fifth, sixth, seventh or eighth level of Qi training.

In just a few breaths, the black snake devoured several low-grade and medium-grade magic weapons, and dispersed the Qi training disciples who were blocking Li Mo.

"what……"

"my face!"

These Qi training cultivators, after being slightly exposed to the Yin water, would quickly fester and die, emitting shrill screams.

Li Mo rushed towards the Chen family disciples who were carrying Chen Wang as if he was in an empty space.

"Stop him quickly!"

A female disciple wearing a hairpin and with her face covered in rouge and powder pointed at Li Mo and screamed.

Upon hearing this, the other people gritted their teeth, stopped, and offered their magic weapons to Li Mo.

The number of magical weapons corroded in the Yinshui Pot has reached its limit. Li Mo actually took out Liu Biao's frost feather fan for temporary use and fanned it fiercely at these people.

A terrifying frost storm swept over in an instant.

Under the power of this top-grade magic weapon, coupled with Li Mo's magic power in the foundation-building stage, the cultivators in front of him who were about the tenth level of Qi training had no power to resist at all. They were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, which were lifelike.

After Li Mo flew over at low altitude, these ice sculptures shattered one after another.

"Where to run!"

The Thunder Sword flashed by.

The female disciple carrying Chen Wang let out a muffled groan and was killed by Li Mo's sword.

The binding rope magic weapon flashed and tied up Chen Wang, and then a soul-killing talisman was affixed on him.

"Senior Sister, it's done!"

Li Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was dumbfounded by the power of Song Xiang's secret technique. It was too overbearing for a mere Qi training cultivator to cause such severe damage to a late foundation building cultivator.

Or is it that Chen Wang has completely lost the spirit of keeping his oaths, and in the eyes of the Tianyin Temple's causal tradition, he has reached the point where he deserves to be punished by heaven and earth and is intolerable to heaven?

But now is not the time to delve into it.

Now that the culprit of the Chen family, who was in the late foundation building stage, had been apprehended, the most important thing next was naturally to control the power of the formation here through the formation plate and resolve the crisis.

At this time.

A disciple of the Chen family seemed to have gone mad. He ignored the threat of Li Mo's Thunder Sword and sprayed a blood arrow towards the formation plate, destroying it instantly.

Then the man was killed by the Thunder Sword.

"Hmm?" Li Mo couldn't help but think of the several times Jiang Feiyan solved cases, the Chen family disciples involved in the cases all chose to commit suicide directly.

At this moment, it's exactly the same.

"Is there a secondary formation plate?"

Li Mo was thinking about the formation plate while thinking about the disciples of the Chen family.

He always felt that there was something strange about this matter.

However, these Chen family disciples were no longer in battle formation, and most of them had been slaughtered by him, Jiang Feiyan, and Song Qian, so they could no longer pose any threat.

"father!"

There was a hint of despair in Chen Zhong's eyes.

He was firmly suppressed by Jiang Feiyan and had no power to resist. He turned to look at the unconscious Chen Wang and instantly thought of many things.

"It seems you've long anticipated this day. We shouldn't have been in this world. You trained us to form battle formations and stay here at all times. You chose to attack your friends to protect your brothers and sisters who have no spiritual roots and are scattered around. They are your true bloodline, while in your heart, we are just a group of members of a cult. You want to use them to eliminate the scourge for the Great Qian Nation."

Chen Zhong is affected by the blood in his body. Although he is frivolous, he is not stupid.

As his brothers and sisters who came to rescue him were killed one after another by Jiang Feiyan, and his father was captured by Li Mo, he knew that the sins he had committed were unforgivable, and that he would only die if caught. Tears of determination flowed from his eyes.

"In that case, then it will be as you wish."

Chen Zhong let out a hysterical scream.

"Let's die together!!"

Then he ignored Jiang Feiyan's flying sword and spat out a mouthful of blood towards the fountain in the backyard.

And this is the core of the formation here, and a violent spiritual pressure instantly surged out.

Li Mo was alert and reacted instantly.

The magic drill that broke the formation flashed and landed on the center of the formation.

His eyes flashed with intelligence, and he took the opportunity to count with his fingers on his left hand.

"Taiyin, Death Gate, Tianchong Star, Jiashen... the place of life and death, the great conflict, wind and thunder are moving, the great formation... self-destructs!?"

After getting this deduction result, Li Mo's pupils suddenly shrank and his face changed instantly.

He immediately looked up and let out a deafening roar.

"Run!"

After a brief eye contact with Jiang Feiyan, he fled desperately towards the escape route of the formation, where there were six pine and cypress trees.

This will be the area with the weakest power after the formation self-destructs. Theoretically, the power of the self-destruction here is less than 20% of that of the core area.

After Jiang Feiyan killed Chen Zhong with her sword, she heard Li Mo's cry and turned around to see Li Mo's eyes signaling her to follow.

It seemed that just one glance between the two was enough, and she immediately followed without hesitation.

"Ok?"

After hearing this, Mo Li was stunned for a moment.

He also keenly noticed the abnormal and violent nature of the wind and thunder spiritual power.

After the wind and thunder dragons roared silently towards the sky, they quickly gathered into a group.

After a long battle, Mo Li instinctively sensed the danger. He immediately summoned a giant shield magic weapon, and at the same time, he made hand gestures and released a defensive spell.

Duan Shu was stunned for a moment, then vaguely sensed the strange changes in the formation.

She noticed Mo Li's defensive behavior and finally decided to follow Li Mo's advice. She gave a delicate shout and drove the spiritual crane under her to fly towards the direction where Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan were escaping.

After killing the invading Chen family disciples, Song Qian was a little confused for a moment and didn't understand why, but he still instinctively protected Song Xiang behind him.

He frowned and looked at the wind and thunder dragon in the sky that collapsed into a ball of light.

boom!
There was no so-called brewing at all. The moment the wind and thunder dragon collapsed into a ball of light, the entire formation was submerged in the rolling power of wind and thunder filled with a destructive aura.

A purple storm, mixed with black thunder, swept across in all directions.

Mo Li, who was in the core area of ​​the self-destruction, was almost instantly engulfed by the storm and thunder. His figure evaporated from the earth and turned into ashes in an instant.

Duan Shu, who swooped down from mid-air, suffered from the backlash of magic power and the aftermath of the self-explosion after his defensive magic weapon was destroyed. He fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and his life or death was unknown.

Although Song Qian was relatively far away, the position of the formation was not very good.

He let out a hysterical roar of terror, but could only watch his defensive magic weapon being torn to pieces, followed by his skin, muscles, bones, from his hands to his body, all reduced to ashes in the thunderstorm.

But fortunately, he was able to withstand most of the power of the self-explosion.

Song Xiang, who was hiding behind Song Qian, was swept by the aftermath as the tortoise shell magic weapon in front of him was destroyed. He was blessed by the secret technique of incense infusion and flew more than ten feet away in an instant, then hit the wall and fell unconscious.

Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan stood close together and used defensive magic weapons.

Thunderstorms come violently and go away quickly.

It was over in just two or three breaths.

Although the inside of the formation was destroyed beyond recognition, outside the formation it was still calm and peaceful. One could even hear the singing of birds in cages and the stunned voice of a woman from the adjacent courtyard.

"What happened in the backyard?"

"Master, something seems to have happened to them!"

"Let's hide first..."

Jiang Feiyan and Li Mo, who were hiding behind the heart-protecting mirror and the blue steel shield, looked at each other and their eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

The two men stood up, panting slightly, and looked around.

The air was filled with twisted whirlwinds of static electricity. The huge courtyard looked as if it had been plowed repeatedly, leaving only the soil after digging three feet into the ground. The pavilions, terraces, rockery, fish pond, and pines and cypresses had completely disappeared.

The two of them were in a daze, their minds were severely disturbed, and there was no trace of other people in the courtyard.

"Are they all dead?"

Li Mo thought so instinctively.

Fortunately at this time.

A painful groan came from the mud more than 20 feet away, and then a slightly delicate hand stretched out, struggling instinctively.

Jiang Feiyan recognized this person as Duan Shu.

She was overjoyed and was about to step forward when she saw a black figure suddenly appear and then plunged its claws into the soil without hesitation.

The delicate hand that had just been stretched out suddenly froze in the air and fell down weakly.

(End of this chapter)