The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

There were not many surprises for the left and right immortal generals. With so much power of transforming gods, plus their two half-step crossing tribulations, they formed a large formation, and the strength they exerted had already reached the crossing tribulation.

Although the opponent is terrifying, but his methods are weird. Under the restrictions of the rules, his cultivation base will never surpass Du Jie.

What's more, the opponent is still fighting with the Lord of the Immortal Mountain, so how can he still have the strength to resist their attack?

Even the lord of the fairy mountain thought so, she looked at Su Le who was tied up, and relaxed.

This is the Immortal Locking Formation. As the name suggests, even immortals must be locked.

It's just that some of the members of the big formation have just joined in and are not very familiar with it, so they can't exert their full strength.

But that doesn't matter, the Immortal Locking Formation lies in a lock word, as long as it is locked, no one can break free.

"The Forbidden Heir..."

Su Le shifted his eyes to the Lord of the Immortal Mountain, and suddenly grinned, and then...

boom!
His body exploded suddenly.

"It's useless, the Immortal Locking Formation is here, even if you blew your body, the true spirit is still there, and you can't escape..."

The Lord of the Immortal Mountain looked at the gray mist, his eyebrows gradually furrowed.

After the opponent exploded, the chain formed by the Immortal Locking Formation did not continue to lock towards the True Spirit as imagined, but was suspended there, swinging back and forth.

It seems that he can't find the target, and even the formation is lost.

"Without a true spirit, how is it possible?"

There was disbelief in the eyes of the lord of the fairy mountain. She was sure that the other party was not dead, but the induction of the formation could not be wrong, and there was indeed no true spirit.

The existence of gray mist proves that the opponent is still alive.

Can you survive without a true spirit?
Is that human being?
At this moment, the lord of the fairy mountain was confused.

In the gray mist, with the explosion of Su Le, it changed again.

The incomparably thick mist surged like a violent storm, like a volcanic eruption.

In an instant, the gray mist expanded rapidly, and the colorful mist was instantly pushed away.

Even the Lord of the Immortal Mountain was almost included.

She woke up with a start, her face remained unchanged, she made a calm gesture, and the colorful mist erupted again.

Firmly blocked the erosion of the fog, and quickly stabilized the situation.

But her complexion was not pretty, and the fog was so thick that she couldn't even see the figure inside.

Everyone was submerged in it, without a trace.

"Can you hold on?"

The lord of Xianshan felt that the situation was getting out of control, but she didn't dare to risk herself.

Stay outside, at least you can be invincible.

In addition, she also believes that the powerful people in Xianshan Mountain have the ability to come out.

In the gray mist, the mist rolled and swallowed all the experts in Xianshan in an instant.

The faint colorful mist on the surface of the body was quickly eroded and gradually faded, and the speed of the gushing out of the body could no longer keep up.

"Assemble, resist together!"

The faces of the left and right immortal generals changed drastically, and with a whistling sound, they quickly gathered with the guards of the immortal mountain next to them, condensed their formations, and resisted together.

As for the powerful people in the eastern land outside, they couldn't take care of them. Those people's minds were weak, they were instantly eroded, and their reactions were delayed by half a beat.

Without support, the seven-colored mist on the strong men of the eastern land quickly disappeared, and was soon emptied.

The gray mist invaded their bodies like a broken bamboo.

Immediately, the complexions of the local strong men in the Eastern Land changed, and their eyes regained clarity as they struggled.

The memory of this period of time quickly flashed in my mind, and the faces of the Dongtu Zhongqiang changed, a little angry and a little scared.

They didn't expect that the fairy mountain that looks ethereal is actually a magic mountain!
Deceiving people's minds, silently.

So that everyone has been recruited without knowing it, and they don't even know it.

Dedicated to working hard for the other party!

It seemed to sense that the strong people in the Eastern Earth had returned to normal, and the gray mist left their bodies in good time and permeated the surroundings, but it did not continue to erode.

Even the people from the two ancient ancient aristocratic families and the Nether Holy Land, Su Le did not forcibly enslave them.

These guys are different from people in other places. Although they are enemies, there has never been a deadly battle.

Most of the time, they are discussing Taoism, you come and go, and perform with each other.

It's more like a friend than an enemy.

The powerhouses of the Nether Holy Land and the two ancient ancient families had complex expressions. How could they have never imagined that the two sides were enemies, but in the end it was the other party who came to save them.

With a sigh, all the strong men bowed one after another: "Thank you for saving my life, the descendant of the taboo."

In the dense gray fog, a faint voice sounded: "Go and take those people down."

As the voice fell, Dongtu Zhongqiang felt the mist eroding into his eyes.

In a daze, before they could react, their vision suddenly became clear.

Turning his eyes, in the area close to the edge of the gray fog, the immortal mountains condensed a colorful mask, resisting the invasion of the gray fog, and slowly moved outside.

Judging from its appearance, it is not a big problem to leave the gray fog area before the colorful mask disappears.

The powerhouses of the Eastern Land looked at each other, nodded to each other, and their bodies flickered, surrounding the colorful light shield.

Without hesitation, their breaths agitated, and shocking attacks erupted one after another.

Strangely, the numerous attacks did not affect the seven-color mask in the slightest. That layer of light mask seemed to be an invisible thing and could not be attacked.

However, the seven-color mask can avoid attacks, but the powerful people in the fairy mountain inside cannot do this.

A series of ferocious attacks fell, but in order to maintain the formation, they had no way to fight back, so they could only endure it forcefully.

boom!
Dozens of Huashen powerhouses, many of them have even reached the level of consummation, have surpassed most of the powerhouses in Xianshan.

Such an attack, even if all the powers in Xianshan joined together and shared it with each other, it would be somewhat unbearable.

The weakest one exploded directly.

Most of the remaining people were also sprayed with blood, and their breathing was unstable.

The seven-color mask trembled for a while, and the faces of the left and right immortals changed drastically, and they quickly switched formations, trying to maintain the mask.

"Immortal Lord!"

The left and right immortals are eager to ask for help, this is just a bombardment, and they have lost one person.

If they come a few more times and their number is less than ten, the formation will no longer be able to maintain, and then it will be completely finished.

The trouble is, they're already trapped and can't get out at all, they can only call for help.

Outside, upon hearing the cry for help, the Lord of the Immortal Mountain could no longer hold his own.

The immortal generals of the left and right have formations to maintain them, but they can't hold on any longer. Those strong men in the eastern land must have fallen.

"Do you want to take a risk to save it?"

The lord of the fairy mountain made a decision in an instant, mobilized the power of the fairy mountain, and endless colorful mist surged and gathered continuously.

Facing the cries for help from the left and right immortals, she had no choice.

It is impossible for her to watch the subordinates who have followed her for many years fall.

More importantly, once they fall and become alone, it will be dangerous.

Only relying on the power of Xianshan, it is impossible for her to stop many powerful people from joining forces!
"Then let's fight to the death!"

The face of Qingcheng, the lord of the fairy mountain, showed determination, his dexterous hands danced, and the colorful mist gathered wildly in the sky.

Gradually, the entire fairy mountain is exposed, only the top of the mountain, where the boundless gray fog and the colorful fog are opposite each other, each occupying half of the sky.