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The three giant pillars have been washed away by lava all year round, and are refined by the firelight. They are indeed somewhat hard.

Zhao Weifeng used a bamboo sheath scimitar to cut, hide and drive the talismans on all the pillars.

According to the orientation of the talisman array, in addition to those placed on pillars, there are also those placed underground.

In order to hide their whereabouts and trap the foundation-building monk by surprise, they had to dig holes to cover them up.

The concealment skills of the Qi-training monks have too many flaws in the eyes of the Foundation-building monks, so it is better to use such stupid methods.

During this period, they saw several Wanxuan Sect disciples coming here and diving into the lava river.

The two of them had no choice but to hide in the small cave they dug, keeping their breath and mind secretly watching.

Fortunately, the two people's talisman formations were almost arranged.

After this group of Wanxuan Sect disciples entered the lava, they left behind a back-up, a jade-colored disk with brilliant runes inside, which was also buried underground.

Chen Yanzhi and Zhao Weifeng didn't know what it was at all, so they took the risk and threw out the advanced defensive array to temporarily trap the disc inside.

Fortunately, there was nothing unusual about the disc.

Due to the unexpected change, the two had to speed up, and Chen Yanzhi also started to help.

Soon, twenty-three talismans of varying powers were successfully arranged according to the formation's orientation.

Zhao Weifeng still has the last second-level intermediate talisman as a talisman eye in his hand. He only needs to enter the last node to activate the talisman array instantly.

Chen Yanzhi originally wanted to use the second-level high-level talisman in his hand to replace the one in Zhao Weifeng's hand.

She ignorantly thought that the stronger the talisman that suppressed the talisman's eyes, the more powerful the talisman array would be.

It was Zhao Weifeng who solved her doubts. The power of the other talismans could not keep up and could easily cause the talisman array to collapse.

Chen Yanzhi felt that she still needed to learn more about formations in the future. She had dabbled in elixirs, but formations and weapons were indeed insufficient, and she still needed to develop them in an all-round way.

After finishing all this, the two continued to retreat into the small cave.

The Red Flame Essence Copper was too enthusiastic. Chen Yanzhi used the cleansing technique to wash away the sweat on his body, but he couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing that Chen Yanzhi was restless, Zhao Weifeng shook his head and took out the box with ice.

"Put it in here and I'll return it to you when I get out."

Chen Yanzhi quickly took out two pieces of red flame copper and threw them in. He couldn't wait.

Time passed slowly, and the two of them held their breath and closed their minds, waiting in silence.

Three hours passed unknowingly, and the two of them suddenly felt that the spiritual energy around them increased sharply and the temperature became higher and higher.

Being in a depressing cave makes people feel even more uncomfortable.

Not knowing what was going on, Chen Yanzhi hurriedly looked outside through the small hole specially dug. Although his spiritual sense could detect things, it was not as intuitive as his eyes.

The spiritual energy outside swept across, the flames danced wildly, the spiritual energy was thick and turned into mist, and all of them were sucked into the half-wheel vortex exposed in the center of the magma.

Chen Yanzhi was shocked and summoned Zhao Weifeng to send a message: "That strange treasure is about to be born, and the foundation-building monks should also be coming out. Let's be prepared."

"There is so much commotion here, it will definitely attract a large number of monks. In the chaos, what should I do if I am misunderstood and want to snatch the rare treasure, and I am besieged?"

Chen Yanzhi stared straight at the fiery whirlpool and the flying sparks, and said hoarsely: "Do you want to give it a try? If there is a chance, take advantage of the chaos to seize the treasure."

Zhao Weifeng smiled and said, "You have completely given up your worries."

"The opportunity is so good, we have the advantage, we can give it a try." Chen Yanzhi decided after thinking about it.

"Did it!" Zhao Weifeng was crazier than Chen Yanzhi, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to seek revenge from the foundation-building monks.

If she hadn't been concerned about Chen Yanzhi, she would have had to interfere in both situations. Typical newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Chen Yanzhi gave Zhao Weifeng a portion of the leaves and stems of Youmenghua, "Put it in your mouth and chew it when I throw the bottle."

"it is good."

Zhao Weifeng held the talisman as the eye of the talisman in his hand, input spiritual power to stimulate it, held the jade flute in one hand and put it to his mouth, squatted forward and leaned forward, in a fighting posture.

The same goes for Chen Yanzhi. She holds a thick stack of talismans in her left hand. There are no less than a hundred talismans, some of which were grown or bought by herself. This time she really spent a lot of money.

Although they are all first-level talismans, their power is equally astonishing when covered with firepower.

The ruby ​​vortex swallows the sea, consumes spiritual energy, and sparks molten magma, gradually disappearing, leaving behind layers of rocks, a greedy whirlpool.

The movement and noise here are astonishing, attracting countless monks, including casual cultivators, Wanxuan Sect disciples, and foundation-building monks.

The crowd was surging, and even though the space was quite large, it was still crowded.

There are only three foundation-building monks here.

The slightly haggard man in green clothes was the foundation-building monk who had been locked in the formation and experienced the combination of ice and fire.

A middle-aged woman in black armor and black clothes, holding a pair of silver maces, showed her cold light and was full of momentum.

The wretched old man with black hair and white beard, a wrinkled face and the smell of alcohol all over his body, was holding a wine gourd in his hand and was still pouring wine.

Although these three foundation-building monks were at odds with each other, they consciously gathered together and faced off against the dozens of Wanxuan Sect disciples on the opposite side. The atmosphere was full of gunpowder.

The rest of the casual cultivators with low cultivation levels all retreated from the place when they saw such a terrifying scene. Some simply came out of the volcano, while others were unwilling to sneak behind and wait for the opportunity to pick up the leaks.

The only ones left behind are the Qi Lian Perfect and the ninth-level Qi Lian monks, who have a trump card and want to give it a try.

The leading Wanxuan Sect disciple above the magma is a thin young man with a cold expression. He is wearing a white silver-patterned robe with black straps on the cuffs and a three-foot green spear on his back.

Standing next to him was Hao Xuan, who had just fought against Chen Yanzhi, and her face was full of solemnity at this time.

There were only about twenty disciples left on top, among whom the only ones who had perfected their Qi training were her and Lu Qingfeng, the man with the sword behind his back.

The remaining disciples were all in the late stage of Qi training and had no chance of winning against the three foundation-building monks.

What's more, there are a group of casual cultivators around who are ready to make a move, including core disciples from Jifa Sect and Feishuang Pavilion who have sneaked in. Their situation is really not good at the moment.

The whirlpool sucked up the fire energy and spiritual power, began to shrink, and became smaller and smaller.

The two parties that were originally confronting each other became tense, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

The old man who was drinking put down his drinking gourd and stood up straight.

Lu Qingfeng slowly drew out the long sword from his back and made an attack gesture, bluffing.

The three foundation-building monks all thought so. At least before the people below came up, the disciples of Wanxuan Sect would not want to start a war first. They would only find ways to delay time.

But Lu Qingfeng didn't stop at all. He held the sword in both hands, jumped into the air, and swung the sword down.

The sword radiated dazzling light and turned into a silver dragon, attacking the slightly haggard man in green.

This sword was as fast as the wind and as shocking as thunder. In a flash of silver light, the haggard young man was cut into two.

The end is clean and sharp, and extremely ruthless.

Since war is unavoidable, it is better to strike first.

Su Ye, the black-armored woman, and Jiu Dou, the drunkard old man, were both frightened and angry when they saw this, and their expressions suddenly changed, "You kid, you are extremely arrogant."