Chapter 149 Dare to Attack Jintingshan's Idea?

Cloud Chuan Fei Nian paused for a while above Motian Pavilion...

The female nuns who had no chance to get on the flying carriage couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the sky.

Looking at it this way, it looks like a luminous boat.

Ming Shiyin suddenly felt that taking the helm at the front seemed to be pretty good.

The whole Jinting Mountain has a panoramic view.

"Let's go." Ming Shiyin reminded.

The chariot moves forward in the air.

"Tangzi Town is not far away... Adjust the speed to the slowest." Lu Zhou ordered.

"The disciple obeys."

The speed slowed down, and everyone stood on the edge of the flying chariot, overlooking the earth, mountains, woods, and rivers.

Some special birds and beasts shuttled among the clouds, and the sunlight penetrated through the clouds and fell on the chariot.

Pleasant view.

Lu Zhou said, "Elder Hua... please."

Hua Wudao was overwhelmed, and hurriedly made a gesture of invitation to let Lu Zhou go first.

The two came to the front of the flying chariot side by side, standing in the best position to enjoy the scenery.

"Yunzong has two flying chariots, one is used by the suzerain, and the other is used by the daughter of the suzerain. Compared with the cloud-piercing flying chariots, the two in Yunzong are still far apart." Hua Wudao said sincerely.

Lu Zhou said slowly, "It's just a means of transportation, not worth mentioning."

"A means of transportation? Pavilion Master's statement is really refreshing." Hua Wudao nodded.

Chuanyunfeiran moved forward for a moment.

Hua Wudao thought about it for a while, but still said: "Fan Xiuwen is just a prisoner, and his cultivation base has been sealed. Since we are going to the descendants of the ten witches to ask for an explanation, why should we take them?"

"Fan Xiuwen is the leader of the black cavalry, with a high level of cultivation, but he is willing to kneel to this seat for Mo Li," Lu Zhou said.

"The pavilion master means that maybe Li Qiye will make concessions because of Fan Xiuwen?"

"not necessarily."

Luzhou Fushou continued, "With Fan Xiuwen's knowledge and temper, what kind of woman can make him willing to bow his head and be a cow and a horse? Not even afraid of life and death?"

Fan Xiuwen doesn't look like an infatuation.

Hua Wudao shook his head helplessly: "Witchcraft?"

"almost."

"As expected..." Hua Wudao showed a look of surprise, "I thought that this evil means of subjugation would have disappeared long ago, but I didn't expect it to still exist."

"The world is full of wonders," Lu Zhou said.

The chariot flew across the sky.

When approaching Tangzi Town...

Some practitioners who passed by at low altitude saw this scene.

"Flying chariot, it is a flying chariot!"

"Which sect's flying chariot is it?"

"I can't see the flag...and there is no engraved name."

The younger generation of cultivators naturally did not recognize the cloud-piercing chariot.

The older practitioners widened their eyes when they saw Chuanyun, and reminded excitedly:

"This is the cloud-piercing flying chariot of Ji Tiandao of Motiange!"

"The flying chariot of Motian Pavilion?"

The cultivators landed and looked at the cloud-piercing chariot flying slowly with some fear. Some of them were very timid and ran away!

"When Ji Tiandao swept across the world back then... it was this flying chariot that he rode."

"Didn't you say that Ji Tiandao's deadline is approaching, and now he is staying in Jinting Mountain to spend his old age in peace?"

"The skinny camel is bigger than the horse... Don't forget, the last time the top ten masters besieged Jinting Mountain, it ended in a fiasco."

The practitioners near Tangzi Town all looked up.

When it comes to the ancestors of Motian Pavilion, there is always a change in color.

It didn't take long.

Chuanyunfeiran flew over the mountains and rivers and was about to arrive at Tangzi Town.

Pan Zhong looked down at the earth, frowned, and said, "Pavilion Master, please see, the mist is rising below, which is a bit weird."

"It's really like this... It's a sunny day, the sun is so good, how could there be dense fog?" Zhou Jifeng wondered.

"Witchcraft array?" Xiao Yuan'er said.

After all, she and Lu Zhou went to the Tianjiang River. The fog that filled the surface was the same as that great magic formation except that the color was not lavender.

"Looking at the formation, it doesn't look like a big formation of this magnitude can be set up in seven days..." Pan Zhong said with a frown.

Ming Shiyin looked back and said, "It's very simple... This shows that before they went to the Devil's Pavilion, they had already set up a great formation here for a long time."

Everyone was shocked.

Hua Wudao glanced at Lu Zhou who was standing beside him... Lu Zhou's expression was calm, and there was no special fluctuation.

"It seems... that person in the palace, from beginning to end, has no intention of seeking peace." Hua Wudao said.

"As expected." Lu Zhou was not surprised.

Seeing the concentration of the dense fog, I knew that this big formation was not an ordinary formation, and it took a long time to prepare.

Chuanyunfei's chariot was right.

"Mingshiyin."

"The disciple is here."

"A round trip around Jinting Mountain."

"Deal!" Ming Shiyin changed his words, and his whole person seemed to be in high spirits.

Hua Wudao nodded: "Pavilion Master, see you."

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you will be safe in a hundred battles," Lu Zhou said.

The speed of Chuanyunfeiran suddenly accelerated.

almost twice as many as before.

The buildings and landscapes on the surface quickly retreated and passed by.

Pan Zhong carefully observed the changes on the surface.

Motian Pavilion has always been feared and revered by the world, so Jinting Mountain has a radius of dozens of miles, except for Tangzi Town, no one lives, and there are few practitioners.

On the surface of the flying chariot, many places showed a strange scene of dense fog rising. Moreover, those rising mists are slowly moving in the direction of Jinting Mountain, and some of them have already touched the barrier!

People who don't understand the formation method just think that this is a normal natural phenomenon.

The speed of Chuanyun Feichan increased.

Under Ming Shiyin's helm, Zhaoyue, Pan Zhong, and Zhou Jifeng's vitality was poured in and increased.

A shimmering long tail effect appeared.

Jinting Mountain is very big, and the distance to go around is not short...

But for Chuan Yun Fei Nian, this was nothing.

After a while.

Ming Shiyin said loudly, "Tangzi Town is coming soon again."

He deliberately added "again".

This means that the Chuanyun Feilong will make a full circle.

Pan Zhong said: "Pavilion Master, I have seen it clearly... Only the semicircle three miles south of Jinting Mountain has all the formations arranged, and there are no other places."

Lu Zhou nodded and said, "The descendants of the ten witches are never the ten witches, and they cannot do the ten witches' methods."

Hua Wudao agreed: "The ten witches are the masters of witchcraft... However, it is not easy for the descendants of the ten witches to set up a great formation for three miles."

The speed of Chuanyunfeichao gradually slowed down.

The effect of the light also disappeared for the most part.

at the same time.

The red-robed cultivators who had arranged a large formation near Tangzi Town stopped one after another and looked up at the sky.

The huge cloud-piercing chariot attracted their attention.

Thirty red-robed practitioners quickly gathered and stood in three rows.

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan looked over.

"It's the flying chariot of Motian Pavilion."

"They still haven't been able to recognize the master." Wu Guan's calm expression revealed a strange smile.

"Mosha Sect promised to unite with us, I don't know when it will arrive?" Another red-robed practitioner said.

It's not clear yet.

hum-

From the sky came the voice of Chuanyunfeiran.

Chuanyunfeishuo slowed down, even at the descending height.

When the vitality is withdrawn...

The light from Chuanyun Feichan's body also faded away, and without the light surrounding it, it is more like a small boat floating in the sky.

The chariot descended to the level of the trees and stood still.

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan saw their eyelids jump a few times.

above the chariot.

Luzhou and Hua Wudao stood at the forefront, condescending.

The red-robed cultivator did not leave, but flew in the direction of the flying chariot.

He flew to the same height as Chuanyun Feilong and bowed at the same time.

"Wu Sheng has met Senior Ji."

The red-robed cultivator bowed at the same time.

Lu Zhou put his hands down and glanced at the thirty red-robed practitioners.

"Big array, how is the cloth?"

Straight to the point, straight to the point.

Wu Sheng's heart trembled. Obviously, Motian Pavilion already knew about their formation.

Who would reveal such a secret?

"The pavilion master is joking... I was instructed to act, and I happened to be staying in Tangzi Town for a few days." Wu Sheng said.

This conversation, aside from wasting time, is pointless.

Lu Zhou said again: "Where is Mo Li?"

"Sir Mo... is far away in the capital of God. I don't know what the pavilion master has? I can convey it on my behalf." Wu Sheng said again.

Lu Zhou looked indifferently at the group of red-robed practitioners in front of him. Not only were they not afraid, but they secretly coveted the Demon Heaven Pavilion to steal the power of the barrier, and they pretended to know nothing, which was really hypocritical. Lu Zhou said calmly:

"remarkably brave."

The red-robed cultivator was startled, not quite understanding what Lu Zhou meant.

Ming Shiyin shouted in a cold voice: "The idea of ​​daring to hit Jin Tingshan... Tired of living? Hurry up and destroy these formations. Weiguai will kneel down and be captured. The master may be happy for a while and spare your lives."