My brother is too strong.

"Boom!"

The powerful attack fell, and the spell shook the world.

The terrible aura shocked the disciples of Lingxiao Sect.

The light of the formation surged, dazzling and dazzling. Many people saw nothing in front of their eyes.

Soon, the turbulence of heaven and earth gradually weakened, and the light faded.

Are we dead?

Are we not dead?

Many disciples of Lingxiao Sect touched their bodies for the first time and found that they were still fine. They were surprised and happy.

"No, nothing?"

"I, we are fine?"

"What happened?"

When the light faded, everyone found that the formation around Tianyu Peak stood tall. Although the light was slightly dim, it was enough to surprise many people.

"Can this withstand the attack of the fusion period?"

"Haha, it's amazing."

"Brother Lu is awesome. This is the method left by Brother Lu to protect us..."

The disciples of Lingxiao Sect were surprised, while the enemies outside were shocked.

"No, impossible!"

"Damn it!"

The first ones who couldn't accept it were the two fusion-stage warriors who had just attacked.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

The strongest ones below were only level 4 and 5 formations.

There were no level 6 formations.

How could such formations withstand their attacks?

"I don't believe it!" The two looked at each other and shouted again, "Kill!"

The two attacked again. If they didn't break these formations today, they would have no face to live.

The two attacked again, leaving no trace of their strength.

Spells fell with terrifying power.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded again, and the light of the formation surged again.

However, after the light, the formation was still the same as before, without any damage.

"Impossible..."

The eyes of the two enemies in the fusion stage were almost shocked.

"Why?"

The disciples of Lingxiao Sect were even more surprised.

It seemed that they were hiding here, seemingly safe.

The flashing formation turned into an indestructible wall, helping them to resist the enemy's attack.

However, even the disciples of Lingxiao Sect did not know why the fourth and fifth level formations could withstand the joint attack of two fusion-stage masters.

The same was true for Xiang Yuchen and others. They were not proficient in formations, so they looked at Shao Cheng.

Shao Cheng sighed faintly, his tone full of sadness.

"Shao Qing connected these formations together to form a large formation."

"This large formation is connected to the land of Tianyu Peak. The power of the attack will be distributed to each formation and then offset."

Shao Cheng looked sad, and An Qianyan next to him stepped forward and held Shao Cheng's hand.

Only she knew how sad her Taoist partner was.

Of the three disciples, two were still alive and dead, and one was confirmed to have fallen.

Few people can understand the sadness of losing their loved ones.

More than three hundred years have not been able to dilute the longing for them.

Now, the legacy left by the fallen Lv Shaoqing once again protected everyone and the sect.

Seeing things reminds me of people, and the pain hurts even more.

If he hadn't controlled himself, if he hadn't been facing everyone, Shao Cheng would definitely cry.

After Shao Cheng's explanation, everyone understood.

At the same time, he admired Lv Shaoqing even more.

Xiang Yuchen sighed, "Junior Brother Shaoqing, ah..."

Is it really that God is jealous of talents?

Yin Qi seemed to be infected by sadness, and his eyes were slightly red, "Damn guy, why is this happening?"

"Isn't it said that good people don't live long, and bad people live for a thousand years?"

Only the upper-level people like them know about Lv Shaoqing's contribution to the sect.

An Qianyan suppressed the sadness in her heart and said softly, "Master, quickly arrange for everyone to rest and get ready."

Although it looks safe now, the formation will not be able to withstand it one day.

Once the formation is broken, it will be a real battle to the death.

Xiang Yuchen nodded and hurriedly directed everyone to rest.

Tianyu Peak sounds like a mountain, but it is actually very large.

The range covered by the formation this time is also hundreds of miles, enough to accommodate more than a thousand Lingxiao Sect disciples.

Shao Cheng returned to the real core area of ​​Tianyu Peak, the real Tianyu Peak.

Shao Cheng's eyes fell on the stone bed under the phoenix tree, his eyes were sad, and he asked An Qianyan, "Am I very selfish?"

"The environment here is obviously better, but I don't want other disciples to come up..."

This is where their Tianyu Peak lineage lives, and there are sacred trees such as the phoenix tree.

The environment here has been fed back, and it has long become a real blessed land.

Ordinary people who come here to live can live a hundred years without illness and pain.

Ordinary cultivators who come here will suddenlyRapid progress.

At present, if those ordinary disciples come here, not only will their wounds heal faster, but their strength may also be greatly improved.

However, Shao Cheng does not want too many people to come here.

No other reason, because this is where his three disciples live.

Everything here remains the same. After more than three hundred years, there is almost no change.

An Qianyan took Shao Cheng's hand again and said softly, "Let them come up. It won't have much effect in a short time."

"It's like this here, it's good."

She is gentle and knows why Shao Cheng doesn't want other ordinary disciples to come here.

"The enemy is here?" Wutongshu transformed, his face a little nervous.

Beside him, there is a child, about ten years old, who looks like a small old Wutongshu.

He is the Wutongshu that Lu Shaoqing brought back and planted before.

Here, the time he takes to transform is hundreds of times faster than the time the old Wutongshu took before.

After Wutongshu came back from the demon world, he felt very tired.

Two thighs, the right leg is in the sky, the left leg is amputated.

When he came here, he wanted to leave, but at that time the little sycamore tree was in the growth period, and he had no good place to go.

After all, there are few places in the world that can compare with this place.

So he stayed here for more than 300 years.

Now, the enemy is killing at the door, and the sycamore tree is already considering whether to run away...