480: Calculation, the Immortal Killing Formation reappears

At this moment, even with the addition of Taotie, the Immortal Venerable battlefield still saw the Myriad Immortals Court clearly at a disadvantage.

The strong cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Palace were clearly more powerful than their opponents in the same realm; after all, there was still a certain gap in their foundations.

As a mid-stage Immortal Venerable strong cultivator from the Vermilion Bird Palace was relentlessly pursuing an Immortal Venerable from the Myriad Immortals Court, a figure suddenly blocked his path.

He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed, and he saw a Yellow Dog with its claws on its back, immediately feeling a bit confused.

But the next moment, the words from the Big Yellow Dog’s mouth instantly enraged him.

He heard the Big Yellow Dog arrogantly shout, “You idiot, yes, I’m talking about you! Do you dare to exchange a few moves with Dog Master?”

Heh heh… The strong cultivator from the Vermilion Bird Palace immediately laughed in anger, mocking him with a sneer, “Where did this little pup come from? Get lost!”

He didn’t take the other party seriously at all; although the other party was also in the Immortal Venerable realm, he was only in the early stage.

“Cowardly rat, looking like a squashed gourd, what are you pretending to be?”

The Big Yellow Dog continued its stable output, picking his nose with a smug, punchable look on his face.

“You’re asking for death!”

The strong cultivator from the Vermilion Bird Palace’s mouth twitched, and he roared in anger.

“If you have the guts, come chase me!”

The Big Yellow Dog flicked a dark, sticky object from his hand, sending it flying towards the other party’s face.

How could the strong cultivator from the Vermilion Bird Palace endure such humiliation? A flame incinerated the incoming streak of light, and with killing intent surging in his eyes, he lunged towards the Big Yellow Dog.

Eh?

This scene left the Myriad Immortals Court strong cultivator, who had originally been fighting and retreating, completely bewildered, unsure of what had happened.

On the other side, two strong cultivators from the Vermilion Bird Palace were working together to suppress three Myriad Immortals Court strong cultivators who were hiding within a giant bell’s light barrier below.

Even though they were outnumbered, judging from the situation, the Vermilion Bird Palace clearly held the absolute upper hand.

Just as the three from the Myriad Immortals Court were struggling to hold on, a figure quietly emerged from behind the two Vermilion Bird Palace cultivators, delivering a fierce whip kick to the backside of one of them, causing the latter to stumble.

Who?

The strong cultivator who was kicked was furious, his face filled with resentment, as he turned to look behind him.

He saw a ruffian-looking young man, with a blade of grass in his mouth, arms crossed, gazing at him with an arrogant expression.

“Where did this brat come from? Are you tired of living?”

When the strong cultivator saw that the other party only had early-stage Immortal Venerable cultivation, he immediately dismissed him with disdain, but at the same time, he felt a surge of shame.

With his strength, to be ambushed by an enemy with lower cultivation than himself, this was an unspeakable matter.

“I am your Grandfather Tiankuang! If you’re not convinced, come and fight me!”

Chen Tiankuang’s opening words made the other party spit up three liters of blood, almost coughing up a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

“Junior, do you know what you are doing?”

The strong cultivator maintained his actions while shouting with murderous intent.

“I know! I’m provoking you! Stop blabbering, if you have the guts, come and fight me!”

Chen Tiankuang maintained his shocking and relentless demeanor, immediately making the strong cultivator furious and unable to restrain himself.

“Hey, don’t fall for that kid’s trick! We’re about to break that turtle shell, don’t stop!”

The other strong cultivator saw his companion’s actions and immediately tried to dissuade him.

If the other party stopped channeling energy at this point, all their previous efforts would be in vain, and he alone would not be able to shatter the giant bell’s light barrier.

Seeing this, Chen Tiankuang’s eyes darted around, and he added fuel to the fire, instantly causing the other party to lose control.

He directly abandoned his actions and, with a flicker of his figure, fiercely pounced towards Chen Tiankuang.

Holy cow!

The latter was startled and quickly ran away, not daring to linger.

While the Big Yellow Dog and Chen Tiankuang were drawing aggro everywhere, Luo Qinglian was even more direct, his figure suddenly joining one of the battlefields.

Amidst the crisscrossing sword qi, he severely injured several mid-stage strong cultivators in a short time, causing the Myriad Immortals Court to gasp in cold air.

However, his actions immediately attracted the attention of a strong cultivator who was on the verge of entering the peak of the Immortal Venerable realm, and the two immediately formed a new battlefield.

But Luo Qinglian did not forget the Big Yellow Dog’s instructions; he did not linger in battle but intentionally or unintentionally headed towards a certain direction.

The Purple-Gold Dragon, on the other hand, arrogantly provoked three mid-stage Immortal Venerables, but relying on its powerful combat strength, it did not fall into a disadvantage at all.

It also did not forget the Big Yellow Dog’s plan, so it also fought and retreated, moving towards a certain direction.

With the actions of these individuals, the pressure on the Myriad Immortals Court was greatly reduced, and the scales that had originally tilted towards the Vermilion Bird Palace were pulled back considerably.

In the distance, the Big Yellow Dog was yelping loudly; at this point, two mid-stage Immortal Venerables were hot on his heels, their faces filled with killing intent, clearly thoroughly enraged.

Chen Tiankuang was not to be outdone; he also had two people following him, and it was unclear how these two managed to run and draw new aggro at the same time.

Although Luo Qinglian was alone, his strength was comparable to Jue Chen of the Myriad Immortals Court, making him a heavyweight figure.

The Purple-Gold Dragon had three opponents, but it appeared much calmer compared to the Big Yellow Dog and Chen Tiankuang; even with the advantage of three people, they still couldn’t do anything to it.

Before long, the several individuals were very close, heading towards a relatively deserted corner.

The void there was extremely quiet, yet faintly, there was a profound fluctuation rippling outwards, very difficult to detect without careful examination.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Figures flashed like lightning, darting into it, but the Vermilion Bird Palace strong cultivators who were originally in pursuit, after seeing the others and losing their target, felt a hint of unease in their hearts.

At this moment, there were eight Immortal Venerable strong cultivators from the Vermilion Bird Palace in the void; they looked at each other, all sensing something unusual.

The strong cultivator from the Vermilion Bird Palace who was almost at the peak of the Immortal Venerable realm suddenly changed his expression dramatically and shouted to the others beside him, “It’s an ambush! Retreat quickly!”

The others were greatly alarmed upon hearing this, realizing something was amiss, and were about to withdraw from this section of the void.

But the next moment, the surrounding void seemed to boil, and a terrifying killing intent suddenly emerged.

Crash crash crash.

A grand formation directly enveloped the eight strong cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Palace; at the four cardinal points of the formation, blood-red giant swords quietly materialized, their aura locking onto the figures of the several individuals from afar.

Not good, it’s a trap!

The strongest among the eight had a grim expression; they clearly hadn’t expected these people to be so sinister, ambushing them like this.

However, the most crucial point was that they all had strong confidence in their own strength.

Coupled with their disturbed state of mind, they lost their composure, which allowed the opponents to take advantage.

“Hahahaha, you little brats from the Vermilion Bird Palace, enjoy the taste of the Immortal Slaughtering Grand Formation!”

Several figures appeared from outside the formation—it was none other than the Big Yellow Dog, Chen Tiankuang, Luo Qinglian, and the Purple-Gold Dragon.

At this moment, they looked like they were watching a group of trapped beasts, especially the Big Yellow Dog and Chen Tiankuang, whose smugness was completely undisguised.

“Damn you guys, you’re asking for death! Listen to my command, focus your attack on that spot!”

The strongest among the eight first roared in anger, then quickly calmed down, directing the others to jointly attack a relatively weak point he had identified.