Chapter 177: Alert

"How should you show your status in the royal family?"

"I heard from my uncle that as a fourth-level formation mage, his status is extremely noble, only below the family master and the two Yuan Ying ancestors.

"Even third-level formation mages like the clan uncle treat each other with respect when they meet him. I really don't understand why he took this opportunity to betray the family."

Wang Bofeng had the same confusion on his face.

Not getting an answer, Wei Zhong simply stopped asking.

At present, as everyone moves forward, the team has grown to more than twenty people.

Although most of them were a drag on the foundation building stage, there were still enough eight pill-forming people present.

With such strength, the robbery cultivators encountered on the road did not dare to provoke him, and even ordinary evil cultivators did not dare to attack.

Everyone bypassed the Luohuang Valley where there might be evil cultivators and arrived at the Pine Dragon Hall safely.

Looking at the very quiet outside of the main hall, Wei Zhong and others did not rush forward rashly, but they all felt something was wrong.

"Are there any disciples guarding this place on weekdays?"

Wang Bofeng nodded:

"Indeed!"

Wei Zhong frowned, and the black water spiritual power and Gang Qi defense increased at the same time, and said to the people behind him:

"I'm going to explore the road first."

After saying this, Wei Zhong's figure turned into a shadow and disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist Wei's escape method is really unpredictable!"

Wanyanfu said in surprise.

Xun Yangzi also nodded repeatedly.

Only those who have fought against them can know how useful these escape techniques will be in a fight.

The Songlong Hall is a golden hall located on the hill here. The golden glazed tiles on the top of the hall reflect the sunlight and appear golden in color.

The palace is not big. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wei Zhong can visually estimate that it is about five or six miles wide and only seven feet high.

According to what Wang Bofeng said, this place is the "health club" for the old monks in the Wang family. Songlong means to relax the keel, which is somewhat similar to the massage in the previous life.

But the method is even more sophisticated, using various treasured spiritual objects and professional technicians...

‘If I have the chance, I will give it a try. ’

Wei Zhong looked at the dense vegetation retreating rapidly under his feet and did not take the main road up the mountain.

But flying like this would only take a few dozen breaths before he had to stop.

Wei Zhong encountered formation obstruction.

‘These old guys are so idle. ’

Knowing that these formations were set up by the Wang family's old monks in their spare time, Wei Zhong helplessly surrounded the Songlong Hall to investigate.

After searching everywhere, I found that there was really only one entrance and exit, the main road.

Although with Wei Zhong's method, it would not be a problem to break in from other positions, but this would definitely create a huge momentum and lose the original intention of the investigation.

Therefore, Wei Zhong could only return to the main road again.

Looking at the main hall in front of him, Wei Zhong remained vigilant and waved his hand to take out Yinxuan.

‘The puppet is stronger and safer. Even if there is an accident, only 20% of the spiritual consciousness will be lost, which is still within the bearable price. ’

Yinxuan's eyes lit up, and Wei Zhong's distraction completely aroused the puppet.

Move your fingertips, and the silver-white body is instantly covered with red bloodshot threads. The bloodshot threads are circling and intertwined, forming bloody exposed muscles, and then light yellow skin grows on the flesh and blood...

Finally, the puppet stepped into the formation with Wei Zhong's face and the exact same robe.

As for the main body, it is now escaping into the cave and sensing the outside world through Yinxuan's perspective.

‘It’s so quiet! ’

Ever since Wei Zhong approached the small mountain here, or even approached the formation, he had not seen anyone from the Wang family.

There is no trace of the guarding disciples that Wang Bofeng mentioned.

Wei Zhong walked through the formation along the main road. Inside was a grand hall that looked even more glorious, with six gray stone steps and a vermilion door.

‘The Wang family really put a lot of effort into appeasing the old monks in the clan. ’

Monks are no better than mortals. Mortals age, are weak, exhausted, or seriously ill and need care.

But the monks are different. The old monks only show their age, but with the support of their cultivation and spiritual power, their physiques are still much higher than those of ordinary people, and they do not have to worry about aging like ordinary people.

On the contrary, the older the monk, the more experienced he is in cultivation and various skills.

It is like a treasure to the young monk.

Taking good care of the old monks and allowing them to successfully pass on this inheritance is the purpose of the Wang family in building this palace.

There was no trace of fighting outside the palace. Wei Zhong pushed open the vermilion door, but there was also nothing inside.

But when Wei Zhong stepped in with one foot, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation between his eyebrows.

Pulling his legs back, Wei Zhong stared at the empty hall.

"Everyone, this person found out that I was waiting, so stop hiding."

"Ha ha……"

Several figures suddenly appeared in the shadows of the palace, and Wei Zhong's expression turned slightly solemn.

"Demon?"

The auras carried by these people were very similar to that of Astragalus, and Wei Zhong was 80% sure that they were all demons, not demon cultivators.

"Oh, he is a knowledgeable person who can actually recognize our identities."

"again?"

Before Wei Zhong could express his doubts, a shadow suddenly appeared behind him, with a cold light emerging from it.

As if nothing happened, Wei Zhong casually waved his hand and held the tip of the sword in his hand.

"What does 'again' mean? Is there anyone else in this palace?"

Ignoring Wei Zhong's words, several people's expressions instantly changed when they saw Wei Zhong's understatement.

Especially the person who sneak-attacked Wei Zhong saw that his tactics had been discovered by him, and wanted to draw his sword back, but no matter how hard he tried, the tip of the sword was tightly grasped by Wei Zhong's two fingers, unable to move.

As the highest masterpiece of Wei Zhong's puppetry, Yinxuan's body was blessed by many spiritual materials and was even stronger than those in the late third level. Of course, it was no problem to be able to handle a third level magic weapon like this.

The spiritual core in the body rotates, and the puppet's fingers suddenly exert force.

With a "bang", the tip of the magic weapon was crushed by Yinxuan's bare hands. This sight made the demon's expression suddenly change, and he quickly escaped into the shadows and returned to the queue of his companions.

Several people looked at Yinxuan as if they were looking at a monster.

"Physical training?"

Such a powerful physique is undoubtedly the result of physical cultivation, which is also the top level of physical cultivation among the third level.

Several people looked at each other and planned to attack Wei Zhong together.

But Wei Zhong controlled the Yinxuan puppet to retreat quickly, then floated in the air and activated the letter arrow.

A gorgeous firework exploded in the air and could be seen for miles around, including Wanyanfu's people waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go, there are enemies, Brother Wei is in trouble."

Wei Zhong looked at the stunned people in front of him and murmured:

"If you can summon helpers, who will challenge you in a duel?"

A cloud of mist covered the whole body, and Wei Zhong's body replaced the Yinxuan puppet.

Several people rushed behind him, all of whom were in the realm of pill formation.

"Brother Wei!"

Looking at the people arriving, Wei Zhong pointed towards the hall:

"There are seven or eight demons hiding in this palace, please be careful."

"Demon?"

Both Xun Yangzi and others were shocked.

"Is it possible that the demons are behind this turmoil in the Wang family?"

"I don't know, but it's almost the same.

"But this is not the time for us to speculate. It is suspected that members of the Wang family are under siege in the palace. We still need to kill the demons and rescue our comrades."

After hearing this, all the cultivators took out their magic weapons.

The foundation-building monks retreated to the foot of the mountain, leaving only eight pill-forming monks standing in front of the temple.

Wei Zhong took the initiative and a ball of red flame eight feet wide condensed in front of him and hit the main hall directly.

There was no formation protection in the palace, which Wei Zhong had just detected.

In an instant, countless golden glazed tiles were shattered, and the vermilion door also collapsed...

A thick smoke was set off, and taking advantage of the chaos at this moment, everyone cast spells to attack.

Wei Zhong used breath concentration and invisibility techniques to go deep inside and found a demon.

Coincidentally, he was the one who was crushed by Yinxuan's clone.

Wei Zhong directly struck him with a shocking stab, driving him to the point of immobility. Before he could react, he raised the Xuanming Sword in his hand and cut off a large number of heads.

His cultivation level was only in the early stage of pill formation, and his method was single, and he was defeated by Wei Zhong with just one move.

When his companions discovered that their companion was dead, they were not angry at all, but rather looked solemn.

Each one made a secret in his hand, and dozens of bone swords were fired out, heading straight for Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong was about to run away, but the bone sword turned a corner and followed Wei Zhong.

The tip of the sword and the length of the sword were combined, and dozens of bone swords were pieced together to form a bone cage, wrapping Wei Zhong inside.

‘You want to trap me if you can’t beat me? ’

A black-red golden flame spread out from Wei Zhong's palm, and it came close to the bone sword, making a squeaking sound between the two.

Continuous drops of blood emerged from the bone sword, touching and blending with the golden flames, and the two were locked in a stalemate for a while.

Jin Liuyan failed to break the bone sword prison, which made Wei Zhong frown.

Without thinking, the black ball appeared, and the flying throwing technique was activated at close range.

The huge counter-shock force pushed Wei Zhong's body two feet, arousing a large bloody aura in front of him.

Looking at it carefully, he saw that the bone sword was broken where the flying throwing technique hit, and the blood-colored liquid droplets escaping from it were like glue, sticking the broken bones together.

‘Can’t you break this? ’

Wei Zhong's attack really shocked the demons outside, who didn't expect it to be able to launch such a powerful attack.

One technique almost directly broke the bone sword cage formed by everyone's magic power.

"Fortunately, this person's attack intensity is limited. As long as the cage threshold is not exceeded and we continue to pour mana into it, the bone sword cage will continue to repair itself, making it impossible for him to escape."

"Bang!"

A demon knocked back the human monk in front of him and said:

"But just trapping this monk is not the answer. The fluctuations in the fighting skills will attract more and more Wang family monks. After all, we have limited manpower and are no match."

"In my opinion, Lord Ying Xian has already taken control of the formation. Our task of besieging these third-level formation mages is almost over, so why don't we just retreat."

"But what if we let these people go and compete with Master Yingxian for control of the formation?"

"Hmph, how can these stinky fish and rotten shrimps be compared with Master Ying Xian's methods? Besides, we have just exhausted these people's mana..."

"Bang!"

Wei Zhong hit the bone sword cage with another flying blow. Multiple attacks had already put it in danger.

Seeing that Wei Zhong was about to escape, the demons present instantly reached a consensus.

"Retreat, this person is about to escape from trouble. If we join forces with the gathered Wang family monks, it is really possible for us to stay here completely."

Having said that, several demons instantly put away their attack power, fought and retreated, and then each looked for an opportunity to help the opponent in front of them and fled away.

Wei Zhong completely destroyed the bone sword cage with a flying throw. Staring at the last demon that was about to escape, a piece of fluorescent leather appeared in his hand.

‘There aren’t many frightening thorns, so let’s use this instead. ’

As early as when he was refining Qi, Wei Zhong knew that slapping this object would have the effect of attacking with spiritual consciousness.

With two fingers flicking, an invisible sound wave spread instantly.

The demon only took one step to escape, and his body instantly froze.

There was endless fear in his eyes:

"This is?"

But before he could get the answer, Xunyangzi from behind followed him, and the iron fan seemed to cut through his body with a sharp blade, cutting it in half from top to bottom.

Wei Zhong looked down at the silver-white leather in his hand with a puzzled expression.

‘The control effect of this thing on the demons seems to be more than that of the Shocking Thorn? ’

"Brother Wei, what kind of method is this to have such suppressive power on this demon clan?"

Wei Zhong shook his head and put away the leather:

"I don't know either. The demons have escaped. Check this place quickly. There is a high probability that some Wang family monks will survive."

Sure enough, as soon as Wei Zhong finished speaking, someone's voice sounded, seeming to have discovered something.

Wei Zhong and others followed its guidance and saw several members of the Wang family in a side hall, as well as the Taoist monk named Peng who Wang Bofeng had longed for.

After some questioning, I found out that these people were all the inner formation mages of the Wang family, and were besieged here by Ying Xian's design.

Fortunately, there are many capable people in it, and they have set up a magic circle to protect themselves, so they can resist the attacks of the demons and avoid death.

However, after this period of time passed, the monks within it had consumed most of their spiritual energy in order to maintain the formation. If Wei Zhong and others were to arrive a little later, the consequences would be disastrous.

…

The moment Wei Zhong struck the silver-white leather, Ying Xian, who was far away in Luohuang Valley, noticed it, and the spiritual power controlling the formation stopped instantly.

The Ice Flame Bird in the distance suddenly suffered a disaster. The starlight attack in the air stalled for a moment. Wang Yonghong and the others seized the opportunity and attacked with all their strength, almost tearing off one of the Ice Flame Bird's wings.

"Should show up!!!"

Only then did the latter come back to his senses and resumed maintaining the magic circle.

He said softly:

"The aura of the same race? Is it the Snow Pill? No, the Snow Pill is just on the same level as me. But this aura is more advanced and has a hint of ancient meaning.

"Could it be that a senior is secretly taking action?"

Ying Mian's expression changes, and his thoughts keep rolling.

At the edge of the Galaxy Mirror Array, a cloud of black mist suddenly exploded, and the spreading aftermath blew away several pill-forming people nearby.

The magic weapon barrier that had been maintained for a long time was finally broken by Wang Qianxi.

Staring at the ghost-faced monk who retreated several steps in front of her, Wang Qianxi was furious.

When his consciousness swept away, he discovered that the Wang family was in chaos again, and the anger in his heart became even more intense.

His mind connected with the inner formation disk, and he instantly gained control of the formation, realizing that a part of it had been taken away from him.

He couldn't help shouting angrily:

"Yingxian!"

His anger spread along the Galaxy Mirror Array to the entire Wang family.

Except for the area near Nebula Peak, the rest of the Galaxy Mirror Array is controlled by Wang Qianxi.

The formation began to draw out the earth's spiritual energy frantically, and it seemed like a meteor shower was falling inside the Wang family.

Starlight fell in all directions, followed by endless screams...