I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

Xuanyuan City.

On the street where Fang Yun shot Zhao Jin to death, four figures appeared. These four people were Zhao Yinglong and others who came from the imperial capital.

Zhao Yinglong activated his secret technique and captured a glimpse of Fang Yun's aura here.

"Humph!"

"There is no place for you to hide, whether in heaven or on earth."

"Young man, you can't run away."

Zhao Yinglong sneered, and then, under Zhao Yinglong's control, the remaining breath of Fang Yun turned into a black butterfly, spread its wings, and flew in one direction.

"Follow!"

Zhao Yinglong stepped into the air and followed the black butterfly.

"Ok?"

"Isn't this Zhao Yinglong?"

"You've actually come to Xuanyuan City. It seems that it's not that easy to get the inheritance from Lord Sword Lord." A figure shrouded in a black robe discovered Zhao Yinglong in the void at this moment.

Although Zhao Yinglong also hid his identity, this person recognized Zhao Yinglong at a glance.

"wrong!"

"Zhao Yinglong is going in the wrong direction. What on earth is he doing here with three Yang Realms?"

At first, the man in black robe thought that Zhao Yinglong came to Xuanyuan City because of the Sword Lord Secret Realm, but soon he discovered that Zhao Yinglong was coming in the wrong direction and frowned instantly.

After a slight hesitation, he followed Zhao Yinglong and others quietly.

Soon, Zhao Yinglong brought three Yang Realm cultivators to a forest.

"wrong!"

Zhao Yinglong, who was following the black butterfly closely, suddenly felt a sense of crisis and immediately pulled the two of them back.

However, a Yang Realm priest behind him reacted a little too slowly and flew three or four meters forward. The next moment, he exploded.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying formation appeared in the originally ordinary forest, and rays of spiritual light shot up into the sky.

"Formation."

"What a powerful formation!"

Seeing the royal offering exploded in an instant, the two Yang Realm cultivators behind Zhao Yinglong couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads.

That was a Yang Realm cultivator, almost the strongest force in the thirty-six countries of the Southern Wilderness. However, in front of this formation, he died in an instant. The two looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"Array?"

However, Zhao Yinglong was extremely excited at this moment.

He came here because he caught Fang Yun's breath and tracked him. Fang Yun's Qi training was enough to kill his clone, and the appearance of such a powerful formation here made Zhao Yinglong extremely excited.

I feel that Fang Yun’s good fortune comes from here.

Not only is Fang Yun here, maybe he can get more.

"Who?"

But at this moment, Zhao Yinglong felt the fluctuation, turned around and pointed his finger at the void.

From the originally empty void, a figure shrouded in a black robe was forced out.

"Qin Zhan."

"It's you!"

After taking a glance at the man in black robe, Zhao Yinglong instantly recognized the other person.

"Brother Yinglong, how are you?"

"I didn't expect that there would be such a blessed place within the territory of Zhao State." Qin Zhan no longer hid his identity. He lifted his black robe, revealing an old face.

But he did not get too close to Zhao Yinglong and kept a safe distance.

"Humph!"

"Qin Zhan, what are you planning by sneaking into my Zhao State quietly?" Zhao Yinglong snorted coldly.

Qin Zhan was the ancestor of the Great Qin Dynasty. He was a peak Yang Realm cultivator and had once teamed up with Zhao Yinglong to fight in the battlefields of the world.

"I was just passing by. If I hadn't found you, I wouldn't know what good fortune your State of Zhao has." Qin Zhan heard what Zhao Yinglong said, but didn't care and just made up an excuse.

"Are you passing by?" Zhao Yinglong sneered and was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Qin Zhan.

"Old Ghost Zhao, let's stop talking nonsense. This place may really be blessed, but such a strange phenomenon cannot be hidden from others."

"It won't be good for anyone if it's delayed."

"As far as I know, many of these old men are on their way to Zhao State."

"How about cooperating again?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yinglong couldn't help but frown and felt extremely bad.

But now, the spiritual light was rising into the sky, and it was too late to hide the vision, and the place had been exposed.

What Qin Zhan said was right. Such a strange phenomenon would definitely attract the attention of others.

Zhao Yinglong had learned the news a long time ago. Indeed, many immortal old men had come to Zhao State. Among them, Granny Jinhua and Old Man Miejue had been discovered.

"it is good!"

"Cooperate once."

Zhao Yinglong thought it over again and again and agreed, thinking that he could suppress Qin Zhan.

Qin Zhan is at the peak of the Yang Realm, which is of great help in breaking the formation.

Soon, the four of them arrived in front of the formation.

Behind Zhao Yinglong, there was a man who was proficient in formations. After checking it out, he widened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What kind of formation is this? Do you have any idea about it?" Zhao Yinglong asked.

"Wind Gathering Formation!"

"level one!"

The powerful Yang Realm looked at Zhao Yinglong and explained.

"Humph!"

"Nonsense, can a first-level wind gathering formation kill a Yang realm?"

Before Zhao Yinglong could say anything, Qin Zhan spoke up.

Zhao Yinglong stared at the other person without saying anything, but his meaning was very clear: you are kidding.

Seeing that no one believed him, the old man looked helpless.

"It is really a first-level wind gathering formation. The first-level wind gathering formation is an elementary formation. Everyone knows about it. You can see whether what I said is true or false after you take a look."

"However, it is clear that the other party's formation has reached the level of godhood. I don't understand why he would spend so much effort to set up a first-level wind gathering formation."

"It's very simple to break this formation, but it takes time," the man explained hurriedly.

"How long will it take?" Zhao Yinglong frowned. Although he didn't believe that this was a first-level wind gathering formation, his eyes lit up when he heard that it could be broken.

The old man calculated and explained, "If it were me, it would take about thirty years to break."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Yinglong's expression instantly turned cold.

"Are you kidding me?"

On the one hand, he said that this was the simplest first-order wind gathering formation, and on the other hand, he said that he could break it. But in the end, he told Zhao Yinglong that it would take thirty years. How could Zhao Yinglong not be angry?

“Ancestor, calm down. I am not lying. This is indeed a first-order wind gathering array. However, there are at least tens of millions of first-order wind gathering array patterns engraved here.”

"Setting up and breaking formations consumes extremely high amounts of soul power. With my soul power, it will take me thirty years to break so many formation patterns," the man explained hastily.

"Humph, who would be so bored as to carve tens of millions of first-level array patterns here?"

Qin Zhan didn't believe it at all when he heard it.

He went forward to check it out. The next moment, his face turned ugly and his jaw dropped. The formation in front of him was indeed a wind gathering formation, but there were tens of millions of formation patterns. He finally understood why the Yang Realm of Zhao State died here.

The first-level formation is indeed very weak, but so many formation patterns gathered together can indeed kill Yang Realm.

He turned to look at Zhao Yinglong and asked, "What should we do? Give up or force our way in?"

Zhao Yinglong's clone died at the hands of Fang Yun. Now he heard that there were tens of millions of array patterns engraved here, and he became even more excited. How could he give up?

"Thank you, Brother Qin."

Zhao Yinglong looked at Qin Zhan and said lightly.

"Sorry, I can't break the formation." Qin Zhan explained, his hands sank.

"Brother Qin, don't tell me that your Great Qin's sacred artifact, the Shanhe Ding, is not with you." Zhao Yinglong sneered.

Zhao Yinglong's aura shook, and the pressure of a half-step saint enveloped Qin Zhan.

This is intimidation.

The other two Yang Realm warriors also fell aside, cutting off Qin Zhan's retreat.

"Hahaha!"

"It's so lively."

When the situation was tense, a hearty laugh was heard and a man stepped out of thin air.

"Mr. Silver Leaf."

Seeing the person coming, Zhao Yinglong was extremely fearful and immediately restrained his momentum.

"Qin Zhan has met Mr. Yin Ye."

Qin Zhan also breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands.

Although he was not very familiar with Mr. Yin Ye, Qin Zhan now had an ally and no longer had to worry about being plotted against by Zhao Yinglong.

Soon, Mr. Yin Ye also understood the situation here and his eyes fell on Qin Zhan.

Qin Zhan nodded slightly, and the next moment, a small tripod appeared in front of Qin Zhan. It was the Shanhe Ding, the sacred artifact of the Qin Dynasty.

The Mountain and River Cauldron grew bigger, and several people flew into it, activating it and directly crashing into the hurricane formation in front of them.

As soon as the Mountain and River Cauldron entered the formation, the array patterns were triggered. The terrifying gale formed a wind dragon, which slammed into the Mountain and River Cauldron fiercely, almost knocking it away.

The few people who had been hiding their strength were so scared that they input spiritual power into the Mountain and River Cauldron at all costs. Everyone knew that if the Mountain and River Cauldron could no longer support it, they would all die.

However, when the Mountain and River Cauldron passed through the Wind Gathering Formation, before the few people had time to rejoice, bolts of lightning fell from the void.

These heavenly thunders were not very strong, but the dense thunders gathered together and directly turned this place into a sea of thunder.

"How can this be?"

"There are tens of millions of lightning-inducing array patterns here."

These heavenly thunders were attracted by the first-level lightning-inducing array patterns.

Dense cracks suddenly appeared on the indestructible Mountain and River Cauldron.

"Mr. Silver Leaf!"

Qin Zhan and Zhao Yinglong's eyes both fell on Mr. Yin Ye.

They knew that Mr. Yin Ye's natal artifact was a replica of the Zhatian Leaf, and its defensive power was no worse than that of the Shanhe Ding, making it suitable for dealing with heavenly thunder.

Mr. Yin Ye did not hesitate. The Shanhe Ding had already experienced the attack of the wind dragon. If it continued, it would be destroyed.

A huge silver leaf appeared, swaying as several people came through the area in a very embarrassed manner.

Just as Zhao Yinglong was about to catch his breath, there was a sudden bang and a ball of fire exploded under his feet, almost burning Zhao Yinglong to death.

His clothes were torn to pieces, his hair was all burnt off, and he looked completely black.

"Damn, damn!"

"Use the Sky Shuttle quickly."

Zhao Yinglong was extremely angry. Seeing flames bursting out from under him, he was so scared that he roared.

A Yang Realm person behind him immediately summoned the Sky-Escape Shuttle, wrapped up the few people, and passed through the fire-inducing formation.

Qin Zhan and Mr. Yin Ye looked at the put away Sky-Drifting Shuttle, then looked at each other without saying a word. No one had expected that the State of Zhao had such an important weapon for the country.

"No, no!"

"We haven't escaped yet. We are still trapped in the formation. This is the Qingmu Formation."

Just when the few people breathed a sigh of relief, the Yang Realm cultivator from the Zhao royal family screamed.

They were so frightened that their hair stood on end. They were now in the Qingmu Formation.

The Qingmu Formation is still a first-level formation, but with tens of millions of formation patterns exploding, its power is terrifying.

The few people who had just breathed a sigh of relief swept their soul power and their faces turned pale. At this moment, they were indeed still in the formation.

"go!"

At the critical moment, the God-Breaking Spear appeared in Zhao Yinglong's hand and forcibly burned his blood.

With one stab of the spear, countless ancient trees broke into pieces. He picked up his two companions and immediately escaped.

"Zhao Yinglong!"

Seeing Zhao Yinglong leave, Qin Zhan roared with an ugly look on his face.

I can only try my best to resist the leaves that are flying all over the sky.

Hu Hu Hu.

Zhao Yinglong used his semi-saint cultivation to burn his blood and essence to activate the God-Breaking Spear, and soon walked out of the formation.

The bald Zhao Yinglong laughed out loud.

"Fortune belongs to me. You think you can compete with me? Eat your ass!"

"Such a good fortune is not something you can covet."

After walking out of the formation, Zhao Yinglong felt that the fortune of this place belonged to him and he was extremely excited.

But soon, Zhao Yinglong's eyes turned red.

After digging three feet into the ground, they found nothing there except a spiritual fruit that had been eaten.

He caught Fang Yun's scent here and was so angry that he realized that Fang Yun had tricked him.

"Ah, you little beast, when I find you, I will cut you into pieces!" Zhao Yinglong roared with gritted teeth.

Thinking about how he had burned his blood and essence for this, he was so angry that he spit out blood.