Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 187 Breaking the Formation
It is almost winter, and the silver snow is falling, but the Li River has not frozen yet, and it flows eastward in a mighty stream.

Several months after Xu Xuan came out of seclusion, the Lotus Temple began to attack Dapan. The two families used the Li River as the battle line and were in a stalemate.

The silver-white calamity pool hangs high above the sky, spewing out lightning and pouring out sword energy. A gray and ancient magic sword hangs below the thunder pool. The muddy purple lightning surges and manifests, mixing continuously and circulating. There are patters of wind and rain, and the calamity light appears and disappears.

Looking towards the north bank, one can see banners, canopies, tassels, pearls and jade, and auspicious light and mist extending to most of the river. A formation has been set up on the shore, and many monks are leading the mortals and monks who have been converted, stepping on lotus flowers, chanting scriptures, and heading south.

Liu Xingfang stood on the south bank and looked at the scene in front of him. Even though he was a calm person, he couldn't help but get angry at this moment.

Most of the people attracted by these monks were ordinary people, mixed with some independent practitioners in the fetal breathing and Qi refining realms. Most of these people converted to Buddhism and were led across the river by the monks.

With the [Sky Ring Divine Bombardment Formation] in place, they were naturally not afraid of the enemy's attack. Even after killing the monks, those mortals and minor cultivators still did not know how to retreat, and continued to charge into the formation while chanting Buddhist mantras.

"Get into formation."

He signaled to the disciples behind him that they were approaching the south bank and were already covered by the formation.

The golden divine thunder condensed into a sky ring and slammed down, shaking the Li River. Many ordinary people fell into the surging river and disappeared in an instant. Others crashed into the formation and were blasted into pieces by the golden divine thunder. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, which was unbearable to watch.

There was a foul smell between heaven and earth, with corpses mixed with blood scattered everywhere, including men, women, old and young. It was almost like a scene from hell, and the Buddhist light and the sound of scriptures in the distance were extremely ironic.

After Liu Xingfang took the elixir and came out of retreat, he had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. He was proficient in magic and had refined the [Tianfeng Ding Lei], which was extraordinary in the first level of Qi Refining.

The surging river water carried the head of a monk ashore, with his eyes and eyebrows tightly closed, and fell directly to Liu Xingfang's feet.

The monk had a plain face and clean brows, and seemed to be young, only about ten years old. When Liu Xingfang looked at him, for some reason he thought of his brothers from his childhood and felt sorry for them.

The chief monk suddenly opened his eyes, looked straight ahead, and shouted sternly:

"Outer Demon!"

As the shout rang out, everything around seemed to stop. The golden thunder that had been lingering in the sky ceased, the river water stopped moving, and everyone was like stone statues.

Liu Xingfang could hardly move and could only watch the changes in anger and compassion on the monk's face as Buddhist chants came.

"Everyone here died because of you!"

This voice came directly from Liu Xingfang's heart, as if it wanted to occupy his mind inch by inch.

A bright red light gradually rose on the monk leader's face, and the devilish sound mixed with the Buddhist chanting made Liu Xingfang feel gradually guilty and scared.

"Come into my door and you will be able to eliminate your karma."

The monk's head was suspended in the air, facing Liu Xingfang, and a bright red light surged and enveloped him.

"you are wrong."

Liu Xingfang looked cold and said in a deep voice:

"You bald asses, stop talking nonsense. I ordered the killing of the man, but he died because of you. I will kill you first."

As soon as he said this, he felt refreshed. He opened his mouth and a purple sword light shot out, beheading the monk in front of him. Everything returned to normal. Several of his fellow disciples had noticed his abnormality and surrounded him.

"Expand the formation and don't let anything fall onto the shore."

Liu Xingfang sighed lightly and gave the order, looking towards the north bank with a gloomy gaze. Many monks were still driving mortals and low-level cultivators to cross the river. The Li River had already turned blood red. He put away the last bit of compassion in his heart and turned it all into fierce murderous intent.

"This needs to be told to the Master."

As soon as he thought of it, he saw the silver-white thunder pool in the sky move, the calamity light became brighter, and the law text appeared, pointing to the north bank in the distance.

A yellow-robed monk had a terrified look on his face. His appearance was exactly the same as the chief monk who had come ashore earlier. At this moment, he rode on auspicious light and fled away in an instant, retreating to the rear, never daring to play any tricks again.

However, the thunderbolt crossed the river and appeared directly above the monk's head. He could not escape it no matter what. The silver-white lightning struck down, and the opponent's protective auspicious light and magic tools were all shattered. A golden wish power fell, trying to save the monk.

[Dan Ting] slashed from a distance, and the sword energy crossed the river. Its power was even greater than that of [Tianhuan Shenhong Formation]. It swept the surface of the river clean with a terrifying sense of punishment.

The yellow-robed monk's Dharma body was chopped to pieces immediately, and his soul turned into a wisp of green smoke under the lightning. A vast sea of golden wish power surged from the temple in Jiangbei, and it was barely even with the sword energy and lightning.

"Donor Xu, how are you?"

An old monk wearing a colorful gold-woven brocade robe, carried forward by the golden power of vows, looked towards the thunder pool, and greeted with a smile.

What answered him was the surging sword light. The three thunders merged into one, and the purple, silver and blue lightning merged and were unified under the sword light.

Ci Hai's face darkened, and the golden wish power swept over, turning into a handprint and slapping out, colliding with the mighty sword light. Thunder entangled and fell, and the golden wish power shattered into pieces like glass.

From beginning to end, the opponent never showed up, yet the magic sword cut him back. Many disciples cheered, and Liu Xingfang was even more excited at the sight of the sword light, and the magic sword in his hand rang softly.

Xu Xuan's figure slowly emerged from the clouds, [Dan Ting] returned to his hand, Dapeng and Beidou appeared, purple thunder circulated, and wind, rain and disaster light followed.

"Ci Hai, you drive away these mortals and minor cultivators, killing them wantonly. How can you call this compassionate?"

He stroked the sword gently, looked at the other party, with lightning flashing in his eyes and a calm tone.

The golden wish power almost solidified into substance. Ci Hai was now at the level of a mage, and had even gone very far. He looked at Xu Xuan and said with a smile:

"Donor Xu, please come over and talk to me about Buddhism."

The old monk had his back against the [Xiao Lian Yin Pure Land] and relied on the geographical advantage, but he did not dare to step out.

Xu Xuan just smiled, held [Dan Ting], pointed the gray sword forward, and said softly:

"If I were to go there, could you stop these mortals and minor cultivators from seeking their own deaths?"

A strange smile gradually appeared on Ci Hai's face, a bright red light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"If Sect Leader Xu is willing to come to the North Bank, I will naturally respect you and stop letting these believers charge into the battle."

"it is good."

Xu Xuan controlled the lightning and came to Ci Hai's side in an instant. He was so fast that all the monks present were shocked.

The old monk retreated instantly, his golden wish power enveloping him as he retreated northward. Xu Xuan followed closely behind him, smiling:
"Master Ci Hai, you want to discuss Buddhism, why are you backing off?"

The old monk said nothing and retreated to the north bank. His golden wish power turned into a high wall to block Xu Xuan. The monks below were facing a great enemy and activated their formations one after another.

Five-colored lights surged, the sound of scriptures chanting rang out, and golden lotuses descended from the sky. Ci Hai lowered his eyebrows and shouted:
"Formation."

This is the main venue of the Lotus Temple. Many monks have the same smile on their faces. At this time, they have formed a formation and met with the power of vows in the small pure land. The aura is terrifying.

Xu Xuan clenched [Dan Ting] and exhaled lightly. Lightning surged in the calamity pool above. He looked at the formation below. If this was destroyed, would these monks be able to calm down?
Ci Hai seemed to see through the other party's intention, sneered, the devilish light in his eyes became more and more intense, twisted, spiral horns of desire gradually grew on his head, and he felt disdain in his heart.

This place was first based on the devil, built with blood and energy, and then covered with Buddhist teachings, with vows added to the formation. There were also three newly promoted mages in charge, all of whom had gained great merit in saving the people of Chiyunbei.

Not to mention the Great Red Temple Master in front of him, even if several late Foundation Establishment cultivators joined forces, Ci Hai was confident that he could stop them.

"Donor Xu, you treat the lives of ordinary people and cultivators as nothing, committing such murderous deeds by the Li River. Today is the day for me to save you."

As Ci Hai's words rang out, blood and fire gradually rose up and lingered around Xu Xuan. This old monk deliberately let a group of mortals and casual cultivators come to die because of this cause and effect.

Now the Buddha's light was coming, and it was indeed effective. It was gradually suppressing the opponent. Ci Hai couldn't help but smile.

Xu Xuan swung his magic sword, ignoring the blood and fire around him. He stared at the monks who were forming a formation below. Auspicious light surged, and he swung his sword to destroy it. The lightning in the calamity pool above did not move and bombarded the formation, resisting the formation.

Ci Hai did not take any direct action, but sat in the formation, being extremely cautious.

The golden willpower transformed into a hand seal again and slapped down, tightly grasping Lei Chi and Xu Xuan. The monks below were all delighted when they saw this, thinking that they had successfully captured the other party. However, Ci Hai's face changed and he shouted:
"retreat"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the handprint was gradually covered with cracks, white thunder and black fire surged above [Dan Ting], and a large talisman was picked up at the tip of the sword, and the meaning of destruction of fate rose. It was the [Sheming Thunder and Fire Talisman Sword].

This is the great killing technique of the Thunder Palace. Xu Xuan used [Fixing Soul Tribulation Light] and [Small Nether Poison Fire]. The two disasters of thunder and fire occurred simultaneously, and fell from the sky with the magic sword as the track.

White lightning and black fire bombarded down and went straight through the Buddha's light. Many monks were struck by lightning above them and burned inside, and they immediately turned into ashes.

[Dan Ting] finally slashed towards Ci Hai. The old monk relied on the small pure land, but his Dharma body was injured. He retreated in an instant with the power of his vows.

Xu Xuan put away his sword. The formation here had been broken. The opponent should not dare to come again. However, Ci Hai had the blessing of [Xiao Lian Yin Pure Land] and the power of vows to protect him. He was hiding in the temple and was really difficult to deal with.

"How, what should we do with him?"

Xu Xuan asked Tiantuo in his mind. The old demon laughed strangely and said in a low voice:
"You have the Immortal Stele to protect you, so he can't predict it. If he finds an opportunity, he will be able to kill you."

Xu Xuan understood that this was his greatest advantage. Ci Hai could hardly grasp his movements, so as long as he found an opportunity, he could kill this official.

He looked at the corpses of the many monks below, and a faint demonic light rose up. He then shot out several bolts of lightning, destroying them all.

In the sea of qi, the amount of pure energy increased. He slowly observed it and felt that some wonderful effects had emerged and were waiting to be manifested.

"When we get to the Qiong River, let her help guard the mountain gate, and then we'll kill this evil monk."

He muttered in his mind, breaking through the light of heaven, sheathed his sword, and left.

(End of this chapter)