Chen Ya withdrew his fist.

Countless stone powder fell from his fingers.

His fingers were already missing three, and he was trembling slightly at this time, looking at some signs of losing strength.

The cold and hard face was full of fatigue, and even a little old.

Even though he had been brewing for a long time, he still consumed a lot of money.

He turned around and looked at the people in the cliff and said blankly: "Now, you have lost."

Tongyan was silent for a while and said, "So you have been waiting for him."

Yes, after the ragged pirate ship saw the black warship in the Kuiper belt, the previous immortals began to set up this game.

They first need to determine the identity of the people in the warship.

They all think that Peng Lang is inside and is the object that needs to be vigilant the most.

They have all read the important book and know that Peng Lang's realm is extremely powerful, with the greatest possibility of ascension and the most difficult to deal with.

The first thing they determined was how to deal with Peng Lang.

When he came to the surface of Mars, he found that Peng Lang was not present. The immortals of the previous generation did not relax their vigilance, but continued to implement the plan silently, waiting for his appearance.

Peng Lang returned from the universe and was influenced by the Solar System Sword Formation and was in a weak state.

Chen Ya suddenly started.

The immortals finally relieved the biggest threat, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, except for the sword immortal Ensheng.

He looked at Chen Ya with no expression and said, "You know his origin."

Chen Ya also said expressionlessly: "I can't die. I don't have the ability yet, but he can't stand up again and try to destroy the ancestor's formation."

He then said to Tongyan: "You can't do it anymore, will you die or surrender?"

Tongyan suddenly walked towards the scene.

The atmosphere between the venue became tense again.

Master Yun opened his mouth slightly, trying to persuade him, but in the end he just sighed.

Tongyan walked to the broken robot and asked, "How are you?"

Shen Yunmian's somewhat annoyed voice rang: "What do you think?"

Tongyan said, "It seems you are fine."

Then he looked at Chen Ya and said, "Then it's not over yet."

Chen Ya rubbed his eyebrows with two fingers tiredly and said, "If you still expect that dog, we will naturally have arrangements."

While speaking, eight immortals, including Hexiangu and Master Shenda, floated up and left the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed and headed towards all parts of Mars.

Soon, the eight immortals came to the cliff on the mountainside more than a hundred miles away and sat cross-legged.

Eight extremely pure fairy auras rushed straight into the sky from the desolate Mars surface, but failed to enter the dark universe and were blocked by the invisible barrier.

From a distance, the fairy aura that diffuses back looks like eight golden flowers that bloom, so beautiful that it makes people feel heart-wrenching.

"Is this the legendary Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Formation?" Qu Niang murmured as she looked at the spectacular scene.

Chen Ya ignored her and did not look at Tongyan again.

Peng Lang was defeated and waited for the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea to trap or kill the corpse dog later. The matter was over.

The dim light fell on the top of the mountain, illuminating the broken iron robot, making Shen Yun's buried head pale.

Tongyan was a little tired, and she held her waist and looked at the night sky. I wonder if she was praying that Lord Corpse Dog would not come back at this time.

Que Niang held Yushan, Yuan Qu came to the venue with Su Ziye on his back, and asked quietly in his spiritual sense: "Can you find a way to notify Lord Ye Xiao?"

Tong Yan shook her head expressionlessly. Not to mention that Chen Ya was staring at her, they didn’t know where the corpse dog was at this time, so what should we do next?

Chen Yunmeng suddenly started shouting loudly.

"That stone, do you know what this mountain is called? This mountain is called Mount Olympus. In the childhood of human civilization, I thought Mars was the place where gods live, and the highest mountain was the sacred mountain. In those myths, those gods eventually died in this mountain. Don't you think it's a bit unlucky?"

The immortals who are currently setting up the formation are all gods on their planets, the Lord, and they are no different from gods. Will they die here?

Chen Ya did not turn around and ignored him.

Que Niang smiled bitterly, thinking that the defeat is decided now, why can you scare them?

Only Tongyan knew what he meant, her eyes fell on his earlobe, and she asked, "How powerful is the explosion?"

Chen Yunmeng said: "It's okay to blow up this mountain."

Tongyan said, "That's useless."

Chen Yunmeng said, "Maybe it can be seen by the entire solar system."

This is what it means to notify the corpse dog with life.

While talking, dusk on Mars arrived.

The dry ice clouds in the sky are sparse, and are shining into countless ripples by the unbright light, which is somewhat similar to the waves.

Eight immortals surrounded this mountain, scattered in various places, and were building that formation.

Just as the formation was about to be completed, a person suddenly walked over among the gravel in the distance.

It seems slow, but in fact it takes several miles.

When the man came over, the first person he met was the fairy girl.

He Xian Gu looked at the figure and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Peng Lang came from the wind and sand and the twilight.

His sword was still tied by the blue light rope and could not be separated, just like a person who had injured his arm was tied with cloth.

His face was pale, and his chest was covered with traces left by the burning of immortal blood. He looked like a wounded man who had just returned from the battlefield.

But no one felt that he was weak, that he was vulnerable, because he should have fallen on the side of Mars and was unable to stand up any longer, he walked over in the twilight.

A breeze blew on the surface of Mars, waving his clothes and hair, falling on the blue light rope, making a torn sound.

The most noticeable thing is the sword he lies between his neck.

The sword was very curved, and it was most likely that it was destroyed by Chen Ya with a stone pestle, and it might break in the next moment.

He Xian Gu did not hesitate to sacrifice the most powerful magic weapon and used the strongest Taoist magic.

There is an invisible net hidden in the wind and snow all over the sky, and we go forward.

Peng Lang held up his sword.

The sword is like a string.

He is the arrow on the string.

With a buzzing sound, his figure suddenly disappeared in the wilderness and shot forward.

The invisible web was not broken, but was driven forward by his body. The whole world seemed to hear the tense sound of something.

The sand and gravel rolled in the wilderness, and the fine dust danced wildly, but they could not leave the range of the invisible giant net, forming a dust dragon in an instant.

Peng Lang is at the forefront of Chenlong.

There was a loud bang.

He Xian Gu was knocked away directly and smashed into the cliff about ten miles high at an unimaginable speed. The entrance of the cave was dark and I don’t know how deep it was.

The bright sword light was gathered in the ordinary clothes, and in the collar, the dust dragon scattered without a trace like smoke.

Peng Lang's figure appeared and continued to walk forward.

A few steps.

He came to the other side of the cliff.

The old fairy dressed in colorful clothes and gray hair.

Peng Lang knew that he was the master of God's deeds and said politely: "I have met the senior."

After a sudden defeat with the fairy, the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Formation could no longer be formed. The Master Shen Dao simply took back his fairy energy, looked at the younger generation and said funny: "Your posture is also strange."

The blue light rope was indeed unbreakable. Peng Lang could not let him leave his neck, so he had to keep his sword and commit suicide.

He smiled embarrassedly, reluctantly adjusted the place where he held the sword with his fingers, and let the sword be slightly further away from his neck.

Shen Daxian suddenly smiled and said seriously: "Please."

As soon as the words were finished, a thunder sound followed!

Boom! The sparse dry ice clouds in the sky suddenly became chaotic. A lightning flash fell from nowhere and disappeared in the air, leaving only a loud bang.

This thunder sound did not come from the sky, but from the small drum on the wrist of the master of God's beating.

The drums roar without hitting, and they are all thunder.

The thunder sound traveled through several miles, entered Peng Lang's ears, and also entered his sea of ​​consciousness, which made his soul tremble slightly.
To be continued...