Chapter 452 The third immortal path reappears in the world!

In the sea area around the garbage island, huge warships roared loudly and began to form a fan-shaped formation.

Waves of powerful formation fluctuations roared through the air, like a giant beast roaring, approaching the garbage island and surrounding it.

And this power also made everything around it become violent, and the waves rolled and made a huge noise.

The ripples and momentum on the sea surface are intertwined, forming a magnificent and terrifying picture.

The monks on the warship rose into the air one after another, facing the people in front of the garbage island. The atmosphere became extremely solemn, and the only sound was the roar of the vast sea.

Over the garbage island.

Qing Li, Qing Wan's eyes were cold, and they had sacrificed their magic weapon. They were followed by tens of thousands of people, and the momentum was huge. The entire garbage recycling plant had begun to take shape, and it was definitely not something that ordinary monks could provoke.

"Qingli, I can't tell what kind of force these monks are, but the skills of those warships are extraordinary."

Qing Wan spoke calmly and raised her head a little more, "There are even eight-veined dragons involved, with soul-suppressing stones tied to their tails, and they are here for us."

Qingli's flat pupils have become more and more sharp, and the surrounding spiritual energy seems to be emitting a painful hissing sound.

Countless garbage in the garbage dump was flying in the sky, and it was moved like a tornado by the momentum of tens of thousands of people.

"They are coming for our clan."

Qingli suppressed a surge of anger in his heart, "There are at least ten True Lords of Lianxu. They are so powerful that they can even summon the Eight Meridians Dragon Clan."

Qing Wan's eyes were constantly scanning the distance, and she spoke softly: "At least it's the Immortal Pavilion. If it's a sect, it can't mobilize the eight-veined dragon."

"This clan is only interested in profit, but they do have some problems with the sect. It's probably what you said."

Qingli said coldly, the front of the entire garbage island was already full of phantoms of warships, "In this battle, my clan will go all out. Don't involve the factory owner. We would rather die than surrender!"

A majestic sound echoed in all directions, boom!

The pupils of each member of the Soul-raising and Crying-Ling clan are undergoing changes, and the aura of the entire coast has been suppressed to the extreme.

They growled back, "Yes!"

A short word, but it carries unparalleled momentum and determination. This battle will never involve the garbage recycling plant.

When their momentum came out, everyone in the surrounding garbage recycling plant looked ugly.

The mana in their bodies did not stagnate, but felt a countercurrent, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Qingli, you still have no control over this matter!"

Countless monks on the garbage island were forced to retreat by this clan, looking quite horrified.

They had heard of the awakening talent of the Soul-raising and Weeping-Ling clan, but when they saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary!

But this also completely drives them away and prevents them from participating in this battle.

The most important thing is that there is such a huge disparity in strength. There is even no Void Refining cultivator on the Garbage Island now.

"Tell the factory owner that I, the soul-raising and weeping-spirit clan, will never let down the factory owner's kindness!"

Qingli roared angrily, walked through the air, and stood in front of everyone.

He faced hundreds of warships, more than a dozen Void Refining monks, and more than 100,000 powerful monks!

boom!

…

All the members of the Soul-raising and Weeping-Ling clan had serious expressions on their faces and walked forward without saying a word.

There was a mighty sound in the whole air. Although it was speechless, it was as powerful as a rainbow!

The strong wind howled in the air, and the riot of mana became more and more violent.

At this time, in the distance, three Void Refining monks stood in the center of the ship array, overlooking everyone on the garbage island. A loud voice spread thousands of miles around:

"After the Clan of Nourishing Souls and Weeping Spirits, Immortal Slaves, we have been ordered to come and bring you back, without harming your lives."

"hehe!"

Qingli held a green long sword in his hand, pointed forward, and said coldly, "No need to be pretentious, your purpose is obvious. If you dare to touch an inch of land on the garbage island today, tomorrow this place will be your tomb!"

"It's just the Immortal slave race, what a big tone."

A middle-aged man said coldly. A golden roulette suddenly appeared in front of him, and the vitality from the sea below rolled towards the roulette. "Within a stick of incense, you will either be captured without mercy or be captured by us."

As soon as these words came out, Qingli, Qingwan and the others' momentum suddenly stagnated, and their expressions were slightly painful.

Void-refining monks can control the power of the heaven and earth's vitality, and even if they are so far apart, the suppression of their god-transforming monks is extremely powerful.

Especially some members of the Nascent Soul tribe, their whole bodies have begun to tremble involuntarily, and their Nascent Souls have become a little unstable.

On the warship, the Master of the Transformation Formation kept passing on the news: "There is a vitality formation around the garbage island... It is impossible to determine where the formation's eye is. If the formation is forcibly broken, heavy losses may occur."

"What?!"

"This formation was definitely made by Master Lianxu. It is quite vast, and his formation skills are also higher than ours. We can't even be sure what kind of formation this is..."

Each of the formation masters was shocked. To be able to be called an formation master must be someone who knows all the formations.

But this island-protecting formation somewhat subverted their understanding of the formation.

Several Void Refining cultivators here also frowned slightly: "We don't have much time, so we must make a quick decision. If we delay too much time, there will be some unnecessary trouble."

"No! This formation can actually pull Qi. What kind of formation is this?!"

Several formation masters did not respond, but suddenly exclaimed, "These Taobao people on the garbage island can enter and exit the formation at will, but their energy is recorded by the formation?!"

These words instantly reached the ears of the leading Void Refining monks, and their expressions changed slightly.

The treasure that can record a large number of spiritual qi machines is recognized as the Chaos Immortal Spirit List. What is the origin of this formation? !

"The plan has changed. It's the people of the Soul-raising and Weeping Spirit clan who are being taken away. Don't force your way into the garbage island."

Suddenly a steady voice came, and his aura was so vague that it was impossible to judge his specific cultivation level.

But judging from the words, he is the real leader this time.

He spoke calmly again: "The people of the Yanghunweilingling clan don't want to get involved with the Garbage Island, otherwise they wouldn't have to leave the island. As they wish, if anyone breaks out of the Garbage Island, kill them."

"yes!"

…

Responses came one after another, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing. Only the formation master on the warship was still studying with a frown, feeling more and more extraordinary and weird about this formation.

Garbage Island, on the top of a barren mountain.

"Hey, Li Sheng, something happened suddenly. Let Master Tao and I prepare for it first."

Song Heng's eyes were closed tightly, but he was still letting out a low chuckle. The compass in his hand had already disappeared into the void. "I think the factory owners have already learned about this, so they can just delay it for a while."

Buzz —

The entire barren mountain shook in an instant, making a strange ground roar.

At this time, the aura of the entire barren mountain suddenly experienced a strange change, and the spiritual energy on the barren mountain was changing!

The spiritual energy in Song Heng's body also mutated in an instant. Black lights came out from his Taoist uniform, gradually distorting the space. The hum of the barren mountains sounded at the same time as his low laughter.

And today, the third immortal path between the Spiritual Qi Immortal Path and the Five Elements Immortal Path reappears in the world!