For some reason, Chen Qingyang felt a familiar aura from the demonic monk's body.

But he was sure that this was the first time he had seen the young monk.

As the young monk chanted the mantra, the cultivators shrouded in the surrounding pillars of light gradually lost their minds and roared like an angry beast.

If this continues, the cultivators within the pillar of light will soon lose their minds and exhaust the last bit of life in their madness.

"Shadow!"

Soon, Chen Qingyang found out that the Demon Shadow and Huangfu Yan were also in that blood-colored pillar of light, and their condition was the same as that of other cultivators, and Chen Qingyang was furious when he saw it!

"Whew!"

Chen Qingyang's body flashed away in an instant, and he slammed his fist into the blood-colored pillar of light with all his might.

But the next moment, Chen Qingyang was violently shaken away by a more violent anti-shock force, and the qi and blood in his body suddenly churned, as if an ordinary person was hit by a heavy truck, and Chen Qingyang felt that the bones in his whole body were falling apart, and it was very difficult to even breathe.

The Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra and the Yijin Sutra operated at the same time, frantically repairing the injuries in his body, which allowed Chen Qingyang to ease down.

"What's going on?"

Chen Qingyang frowned, his eyes fixed on the pillar of light.

His punch just now seemed to hit an indestructible steel plate, and at the same time, it could also shock out all his strength, Chen Qingyang didn't have time to react, and was almost seriously injured by his own punch.

Looking at the distorted and painful demon shadow in the pillar of light, Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth fiercely.

"I don't believe I can't break you!"

Chen Qingyang's eyes were cold, and a phoenix flame fire lotus suddenly appeared in his palm.

He wanted to burn that blood-colored pillar of light with the Phoenix Divine Flame!

And the young monk in the formation seemed to have known about Chen Qingyang's arrival for a long time, but he was still chanting the Buddha mantra with his eyes closed, and when he sensed the Phoenix Divine Flame in Chen Qingyang's hand, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up with a sneer.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to blast open the blood-colored pillar of light with all his might, suddenly the voice of the Venerable Ancestor rang out.

"Little one, no!"

The voice of the revered ancestor made Chen Qingyang's body slammed.

"Senpai, what's wrong?"

Although Chen Qingyang was eager to save people, he had to listen to the words of the ancestors.

"This is an evil fortune snatching formation, the formation is not destroyed, you can't shake this formation." Chongzun Ancestor said.

"Array Eyes?"

Chen Qingyang's gaze subconsciously looked at the young monk sitting cross-legged in the distance, and he felt a deep uneasiness in his heart.

"I didn't expect that there were still people in this lower realm who had mastered such an evil formation, and these more than 100 people were all cultivators with good luck, if they were all taken away by him, then a terrifying monster would probably be born." Chongzun Ancestor said.

Luck is an ethereal, but real thing, every time Chen Qingyang can turn evil into good fortune, the opportunity is against the sky, all because he has luck beyond ordinary people.

Moreover, luck is not static, and if Chen Qingyang obtains a supreme artifact like the Xuantian Treasure Palace, it will also bring him stronger luck.

Now this evil monk wants to forcibly take away the luck of the Demon Shadow and them, which is really against the harmony of heaven.

"Senpai, how can I stop him?" Chen Qingyang asked.

"The formation has been activated, and it can only destroy the eye of the formation." Chongzun Ancestor said.

"Then I'll kill him!"

A cold light flickered in Chen Qingyang's eyes, staring at the evil monk.

"He's not the Eye of the Formation, the Eye of the Formation is the Blood Moon above your head." Chongzun Ancestor said.

Chen Qingyang raised his head suddenly, and under the blood light of his eyes, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, feeling as if he was hallucinating, and his vision gradually blurred.

"Only by destroying it can you break this formation, little guy, you have to be careful, this monk is not simple!" Chongzun Ancestor said.

Chen Qingyang nodded, the revered ancestor knew Chen Qingyang's strength well, but he also warned him that this monk was unfathomable, obviously he felt that Chen Qingyang did not have the certainty of winning this monk.

Looking at the painful and struggling Demon Shadow and Huangfu Yan, Chen Qingyang no longer hesitated, his body suddenly rose into the air, and flew towards the blood moon.

The monk below who was originally reciting the mantra found that Chen Qingyang no longer attacked the blood-colored pillar of light, but instead rushed towards the blood moon in the sky, and his demonic face couldn't help but reveal a cold color.

"Cracked Sky Seal!"

Chen Qingyang did not hesitate, and a huge black palm print condensed in the void, with a violent spatial tearing power, and slapped fiercely towards that round of blood moon.

"Boom!"

The blood moon took this blow and shook violently, even the hundreds of pillars of light below trembled.

At the same time, an even more intense blood light shone down, and Chen Qingyang felt that his head was like a thousand pounds, drowsy, and countless ghosts seemed to appear in front of him, making him fall into an endless illusion.

This blood moon itself is a phantom array, no matter how strong your willpower is, once you fall into its illusion, it will be difficult to break free.

"Buddha beads!"

At the moment when his consciousness was about to fall, Chen Qingyang suddenly remembered the Buddha bead that Chen Bailang gave him.

He took out the Buddha bead from the spatial jade pendant as quickly as he could.

In an instant, a cold air flow rushed from the palm of his hand into his mind, making his mind clear in an instant, and the phantom in front of him was also dispelled.

Feeling that the state of his body had completely recovered, Chen Qingyang raised his head violently, and his eyes widened to look directly at the blood moon.

If you look closely, you will find that Chen Qingyang's eyes are covered with a faint golden light, and even if the blood light is enveloped, it can no longer affect Chen Qingyang's sanity.

"Break it for me!"

Chen Qingyang slapped a palm again, and the vast palm print slammed into the blood moon with a devastating momentum.

"Boom!"

There was a cracking sound in the void, and it was obvious that a shattered black line appeared in the middle of the blood moon.

With just one more palm, this round of blood moon will be completely destroyed by Chen Qingyang.

At this time, the young monk below finally couldn't sit still, and suddenly opened his eyes, bursting out two cold rays of cold light.

"Huh!"

In an instant, the figure of the young monk disappeared in place, and then quietly appeared in front of Chen Qingyang's eyes.

Chen Qingyang retracted his gaze and looked directly at the monk who was full of demonic aura, and couldn't help but show a sneer on his face, and said, "I thought you didn't care?" ”

There is no doubt that this demonic monk in front of him is the ghost king of the Heavenly Evil Ghost Sect, but what Chen Qingyang didn't expect at all was that he was actually such a young monk.

However, what made Chen Qingyang even more strange was that the familiar aura he sensed on the ghost king became stronger and stronger.

The Ghost King glanced Chen Qingyang up and down with his bewitching gaze, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face that made Chen Qingyang unpredictable.

"Little junior brother, I didn't expect us to finally meet."