Guangchengzi and others turned pale, but were speechless.

They never expected that Chu Yang could break their formation so easily and cause them to suffer such a huge loss.

"Well done, Junior Brother Xiao Lei!"

"Senior Brother Xiao Lei is so awesome!"

The disciples of Jiejiao immediately cheered, each of them was extremely excited, as if they had won a battle.

Tongtian Sect Master, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up and said, "Chu Yang, you performed well this time and brought honor to our Jie Sect."

Chu Yang quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

Tongtian Patriarch nodded, then turned his gaze to Guangchengzi and the others, and said in a cold tone: "Guangchengzi, you disciples of the Chan Sect actually cheated in the competition. You really brought shame to the disciples of the Saint!"

Guangchengzi's face turned pale and blue, as if he had swallowed a live fly, and he was in agony without words.

He glared at Chu Yang fiercely, his eyes seemed to want to eat him alive.

Unfortunately, Chu Yang didn't even look at him.

Guangchengzi had no choice but to swallow his anger, and with a flick of his sleeves, he returned to the camp of the Chan sect in disgrace.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat on a cushion with a face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

The twelve golden immortals under his seat were all silent as a mouse, not daring to make a sound.

Although he was furious, he could not get angry because Chu Yang broke the formation openly. He could only snort coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

Chu Yang's side was much more lively.

As soon as he returned to the Jiejiao camp, he was surrounded by enthusiastic fellow disciples.

"Brother Xiao Lei, well done!"

Taoist Duobao laughed loudly and patted Chu Yang's shoulder heavily: "This is a great honor for our Jie Sect!"

The Golden Spirit Mother smiled softly, her eyes full of admiration: "Junior Brother Xiao Lei is indeed extraordinary. This formation is extremely mysterious, and you broke it so easily. It is really admirable."

Chu Yang felt a little embarrassed by the praise from everyone, he smiled modestly and said, "It was all luck, just luck."

Tongtian Sect Master looked at the lively scene of his disciples and showed a gratified smile on his face. He slowly stood up, his eyes fell on Chu Yang, and said loudly: "Chu Yang, you performed very well this time and brought honor to our Jie Sect. I specially grant you the innate spiritual treasure - the purple lightning hammer!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and a purple-gold war hammer flashing with lightning appeared in front of Chu Yang. The hammer was covered with lightning patterns, and there were faint thunderous sounds coming from it, which made people feel nervous.

Chu Yang quickly bowed and took the purple lightning hammer with both hands, feeling extremely excited.

This purple lightning hammer is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure. When combined with Chu Yang's thunder magic, it has infinite power. With this treasure, his strength will surely reach a higher level.

“Thank you for your generous gift, Master!” Chu Yang said respectfully.

Tongtian Patriarch nodded and encouraged: "I hope you will keep up the good work and continue to bring glory to our Jiejiao! Okay, now it's your turn to set up the formation, go and get ready!"

Yuanshi Tianzun summoned Guangchengzi to his side and set up a soundproof barrier.

Guangchengzi has already lost one game. If he loses another one, I'm afraid his Chan sect will really become a laughing stock today.

After Chu Yang received the order, he pointed to a place in the square and said, "Let's do it here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the materials refined by the Golden Spirit Mother from the storage bag.

These materials are colorful and of various shapes, emitting faint fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Chu Yang was seen making hand gestures and muttering something, and those materials seemed to have life and automatically flew to the designated locations in a specific order and direction.

Chu Yang held the Qiankun ruler in his hand and constantly adjusted the position and angle of the materials, meticulously striving for perfection.

As the Qiankun ruler was waved, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged like a tide and merged into the formation.

As the formation gradually took shape, a powerful pressure began to spread, making it difficult for the disciples of the Chan sect to breathe.

Guangchengzi's face was solemn, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

He could tell at a glance that the formation set up by Chu Yang was not any of the formations recorded in the past, but one he created himself!

Yuanshi Tianzun observed Chu Yang's actions calmly, with a barely perceptible gleam in his eyes.

He wanted to see what abilities this disciple, who was known to be the best in formation among the disciples of Jiejiao, had.

The disciples of Jiejiao were all very excited and started talking about it.

"Brother Xiao Lei's formation looks so powerful!"

"Of course, Senior Brother Xiao Lei is a genius, this formation must be extraordinary!"

"That Guangchengzi guy is going to be in trouble now!"

Taoist Duobao looked at Chu Yang setting up the formation with an admiring look on his face.

After the formation was set up, Chu Yang held the Qiankun Ruler in his hand, stood in the center of the formation and looked at Guang Chengzi: "Brother Guang Chengzi, please enter the formation."

Guangchengzi took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and stepped into the formation.

The moment he stepped into the formation, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The thick fog instantly engulfed Guangchengzi, as if a huge mouth swallowed him in one gulp.

Guangchengzi subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he only touched nothingness, whiteness, and could not see anything clearly.

"It's just a trifle! I've seen this kind of illusion many times!"

Guangchengzi snorted coldly, and his spiritual awareness surged out like a tide, trying to penetrate the fog.

As one of the Three Pure Ones disciples, perhaps his formation skills are not as good as those of the Jiejiao masters, but compared with other Taiyi Golden Immortals, his formation ability is much stronger.

However, his consciousness was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward. The fog seemed to have some strange power that bound his consciousness tightly within it.

A sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. Guangchengzi gritted his teeth and waved the whisk in his hand. A ray of golden light split the fog, but it only left a brief gap, which was soon filled with thick fog again.

"Damn it!"

Guangchengzi uttered a curse, this formation was more difficult than he had imagined.

Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed drastically.

Raging flames came from all directions, surrounding Guangchengzi in a sea of ​​fire.

The scorching heat burned his skin and the thick smoke made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"This is an illusion! I am in the formation set up by the disciples of Jiejiao!"

Guangchengzi forced himself to calm down. Although he knew that this was an illusion created by the formation, he just couldn't get rid of this realistic feeling.

Then the sea of ​​fire disappeared, replaced by a desolate desert.

Countless ferocious monsters roared and rushed towards him, their sharp claws and fangs flashing cold light.

Guangchengzi waved his whisk and repelled a monster that pounced on him, but more monsters came like a tide, making it difficult for him to deal with them.

The next moment the scene changed again.

Guangchengzi saw his former fellow friends, Chijingzi, Taiyi Zhenren and others, approaching him with ferocious faces, with swords pointing at his heart.

"Guangchengzi, how dare you betray your master!" Chi Jingzi roared and pierced Guangchengzi's chest with a sword.

The intense pain made Guangchengzi tremble all over. He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He knew it was an illusion, but the pain of being betrayed by a close friend was so real that he almost collapsed.

Guangchengzi tried to attack these illusions again and again, but found that they were uncertain and could not be broken at all.

Mountains of swords and seas of fire, sieges by monsters, infighting among fellow disciples... These illusions were like maggots on the tarsal bones, tightly entangling him and constantly attacking his mind.

In the square, everyone looked at Guangchengzi in the formation, and each had different thoughts.

On the side of the Chan sect, people naturally cheered for Guangchengzi secretly. Now it was not their turn to set up the formation, and only Guangchengzi could break through the formation.

The disciples of Jiejiao were all very excited, and some even shouted at Chu Yang to activate the killing formation and kill Guangchengzi by surprise!

“Junior brother, your disciple Chu Yang has been your disciple for less than ten years!” Yuanshi looked at Guangchengzi in the formation with a gloomy face, and then looked at Chu Yang.

"Yes! To be exact, it's only been four or five years!"

Tongtian nodded slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and it was obvious that he was in a very good mood.

Chu Yang had just broken Guang Chengzi's formation, and now the "Small Qiankun Formation" he set up made Guang Chengzi fall into an illusion again.

If this continues, I'm afraid Guangchengzi will admit defeat!

Yuanshi began to regret a little. When Chu Yang went up the mountain, he despised Chu Yang for being of human origin and having a poor background, so he never took a liking to Chu Yang. Instead, Chu Yang was accepted as a disciple by Tongtian.

If he had known that Chu Yang had such an incredible talent in formation, he should have accepted him as a disciple before Master Tongtian.

Don’t even mention how painful it is now!

Although he felt uncomfortable, on the surface, Yuanshi Tianzun still did not show much emotion.

In the Small Qiankun Formation, Guangchengzi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He sat cross-legged, practicing his mental skills to steady his mind, trying to resist the invasion of illusions.

Of course he knew that if he couldn't break the formation as soon as possible, he would be driven crazy by these illusions sooner or later.

Outside the formation, Chu Yang looked at Guang Chengzi struggling in the formation, with a sneer on his face.

"I have carefully improved this small Qiankun formation. Even a Daluo Jinxian would find it difficult to break it in a short time, let alone you who have not yet entered the Daluo realm."

"Enjoy the fun this formation brings!"

Chu Yang suddenly had a jade flute in his hand, which he placed horizontally at his lips.

The melodious sound of the flute drifted away, and the originally chaotic illusion began to change with the rhythm of the flute, becoming more and more weird and terrifying.

Guangchengzi in the formation was currently in a blood-red space.

Countless twisted ghosts were floating around him, wailing miserably. He saw his relatives and friends being torn to pieces by these ghosts, and the blood dyed the whole space red.

"no, do not want!"

Guangchengzi screamed in pain, but was powerless to do anything.

He felt his consciousness gradually becoming blurred, as if he was about to be swallowed up by this endless fear.

Guang Chengzi's eyes were filled with blood and ghosts. Miserable wails echoed in his ears, making him feel like vomiting.

He clenched his teeth and tried hard to maintain the last bit of clarity.

He knew that all this was fake, it was all caused by this damn formation!

But this illusion was too real, so real that he could not distinguish the boundary between fantasy and reality.

Guangchengzi felt as if he was in Asura Hell, witnessing his closest friends being torn into pieces. The heart-wrenching pain almost made him collapse.

"Damn it! What the hell is this!"

Guangchengzi roared, his eyes were bloodshot, veins popped out on his forehead, and he waved the whisk in his hand frantically, trying to dispel these horrible illusions, but wherever the whisk passed, it was like hitting the air, without any effect at all.

"Hahaha, it's useless! In this small Qiankun formation, all your struggles are in vain!"

Chu Yang's teasing voice came from outside the formation, like the whisper of a devil, echoing in Guang Chengzi's ears.

"Just enjoy this despair!"

Hearing Chu Yang's voice, Guang Chengzi became even more furious, and a strong sense of humiliation surged in his heart.

He was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Sect, but he was humiliated by a disciple who had joined the Demon Sect for less than ten years. How could he tolerate this?

"Chu Yang, don't be so arrogant! I will definitely break your formation and cut you into pieces!"

Guangchengzi roared, his voice hoarse and with a hint of despair.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his mind began to waver. The most powerful thing about this formation is that it disturbs the mind. As long as the mind is unstable, it will be confused by the illusion and eventually lose itself.

Am I really going to die here?

No! He will never admit defeat!

"Fight!"

Guangchengzi gritted his teeth and took out a magical treasure from his arms.

This magical treasure is none other than Yuanshi Tianzun’s companion magical treasure, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi.

After taking it out, Guangchengzi muttered something.

The jade ruyi emitted a dazzling white light, instantly dispelling the blood and ghostly shadows around him, bringing him back to reality.

"what?!"

Seeing the illusion being broken, Chu Yang's face changed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect Guang Chengzi to have such a method.

However, although the illusion was broken, Guangchengzi was still trapped in the formation.

“Hmph, so what if you broke the illusion? You still can’t escape my small Qiankun Formation!” Chu Yang snorted coldly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

This small Qiankun Formation is a formation that combines illusion formation, trapping formation and killing formation into one. Only an absolutely strong person among the Daluo Golden Immortals can break it. Guangchengzi, who is only at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, can never break it easily!

You should know that Duobao is also powerless in this formation, which is enough to show how powerful this formation is.

Seeing Guangchengzi break the illusion, Yuanshi Tianzun showed a hint of pride on his face, and said to Tongtian Jiaozhu: "Junior brother, it seems that your disciple is just like this."

Master Tongtian had a gloomy expression and said nothing.

He didn't expect that Yuanshi Tianzun would actually lend such a top-grade spiritual treasure as the Jade Ruyi to Guangchengzi, which made him feel very surprised.

"Chu Yang, don't hold back!" Master Tongtian suddenly spoke with a cold tone.

Chu Yang heard this, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Since Yuanshi Tianzun is so unruly, don't blame him for being rude!

"Guangchengzi, get ready to accept the great gift I have prepared for you!"

Chu Yang roared, and the jade flute in his hand shone brightly. The melodious flute sound instantly became sharp and piercing, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

The scene in the small Qiankun formation changed again. The originally peaceful square instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire and swords. Countless sharp blades flew from all directions, aiming directly at Guangchengzi's life.

Guang Chengzi's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Chu Yang to be so cruel, nor did he expect that there would be such a powerful killing formation in this formation.

The killing power of this small Qiankun formation is extremely strong. Even a Daluo Jinxian would find it difficult to resist it, let alone him who has not yet entered the Daluo realm?

"Am I really going to die here today?" A feeling of despair rose in Guangchengzi's heart.

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