Ye Ning said in surprise: "Why do you say this?"

Wanfa said: "The biggest feature of the soul of a cultivator being severely damaged by the Great Disillusionary Tribulation is that the soul will break into pieces, and most of these fragments will be annihilated. If you have excellent luck or proper protection, a few individuals will survive. These surviving soul fragments may form different independent lives. The Ten Thousand Years of Soul-Merge Fruit is the only way to re-fusion of these soul fragments into a whole. Zhu Rong attaches so much importance to this fruit is the biggest basis for me to come to this conclusion. Moreover, I am almost certain that she has other residual souls of the Frost Fire Emperor in her hand! If she gets the Ten Thousand Years of Soul-Merge Fruit, after refining, her cultivation will be rapidly improved, and even infinitely close to the peak period of the Frost Fire Emperor."

Ye Ning said: "Although the ten thousand-year-old soul-melting flowers are rare, they are not unique. So..."

Wanfa interrupted Ye Ning and said, "Do you think that if you want to merge the soul fragments into a whole, you only need a ten thousand-year soul-melting flower? On the contrary, every time the fragments are fused, one is consumed; Zhurong has a huge demand for this flower, and no one is willing to miss it."

"So that's it." Ye Ning said: "No wonder this woman sneaked into the demon world alone and wanted to seize treasures from the black demon emperor!"

Wanfa said: "Be careful to deal with it."

Ye Ning nodded, probably.

Three days passed in a flash.

A cloud tent came, and eight pretty female cultivators surrounded Zhu Rong and slowly escaped into Ye Ning's spiritual consciousness. Judging from this, Zhu Rong was ready to hold on to the open fire.

Ye Ning, all things hanging in the void, waiting quietly.

The cloud tent stopped ten miles away, just on the edge of the "Transcrambled Heavenly Secret" formation.

At this time, Zhu Rong was wearing a penis with tall hair, white skin and red lips, and had a motherly demeanor in the world. How could she be as embarrassed as in the Demon Realm? She smiled and said, "I am here, a little brat, why don't you give the ten thousand-year soul-melting flower obediently?!"

Ye Ning said: "Where is Rong Ahan?"

"Haha," Zhu Rong said: "You kid has entered this emperor's territory, how dare you negotiate terms?"

Ye Ning smiled anxiously and said, "Okay, great! Zhurong, you really gave the Emperor of Heaven! Ye has seen shameless people, but never seen such shameless people as you. He agreed to exchange things for people, and you want to say nothing but trust?!"

"Absurd!" Zhu Rong raised his eyebrows and said sternly: "The strong prey on the weak, the world of cultivation has always been like this! I handed over the ten thousand-year soul-melting flower. I want to give you a way out when the war between gods and demons is really a matter of using people."

"Hahaha," Ye Ning smiled and said, "The strong prey on the weak, well said! Ye can get the ten thousand-year soul-melting flower from the hands of the Black Demon Emperor, will he be afraid of his defeated generals?!"

After being hit by the pain point, Zhu Rong's face turned red and angrily scolded: "Rareless! Your life will make you have the fate, but you will have no fate. Take action!"

As Zhu Rong finished his voice, a series of golden light suddenly rose near Wuming Gushan. Nearly 10,000 monks folded their hands together, lowered their eyebrows, and silently recited scriptures in their mouths. After a while, a sky curtain was supported, covering the entire Gushan. The monks stood in an extremely clever position, just on the outside edge of the "Transun Tianji" formation. Now the Buddha Sect formation was set up, which faintly suppressed the "Transun Tianji" formation. Emperor Frost Fire is famous for the "Frost Fire Forbidden Formation" and is also a master of the formation. Zhu Rong is one of his soul fragments incarnated. Naturally, he can understand the way of the formation and be able to detect the "Transun Tianji" formation, which is not difficult.

The eyes of Wanfa were vicious, and he immediately recognized the name of the monk formation and said, "The Buddhas of the Ten Thousand Family! The Buddhas of the Ten Thousand Family were arranged with ninety-nine Bodhisattvas as the main body, eight thousand eight hundred and eight hundred and eighty-eight Arhats as the supplement, and the seven treasures of the Buddha sect as the formation eyes! Fellow Daoist Ye, we are in trouble this time."

"The Buddhas of all families are born, what a big tone!"

Zhu Rong completely tore his face openly. Ye Ning was furious. He no longer cared about Rong Ahan in the other party's hands and took the lead in attacking. The poisonous puppet attacked fiercely, and the Starry Night Demon Fist flashed with strange light and blew towards the Buddha's light sky curtain that was shrouded above his head. The power of the medium-grade treasure of creation was no joke. Just one blow made the sky curtain shake continuously and almost burst.

"I am merciful!"

Nearly ten thousand monks sang in unison, and their voices were so sad that they were touching.

The Buddha's light sky curtain recovered instantly, and with the blessing of Buddhism, it became even more dazzling. As the Buddha's voice continued, Buddha figures slowly appeared on the sky curtain. In a moment, the first Buddha figure swayed gently and jumped out of the sky curtain, with the Buddha's bones and golden body, and punched Ye Ning! Then the second and third... The Buddha's aura was amazing, and he actually had the realm of a golden-topped Bodhisattva. No wonder this formation was called the Buddha of the Wanjia Family. If the Buddha's shadows were endless, wouldn't it be that it would be endless to kill?

Wanfa said: "This formation cannot be dragged!"

After saying that, all the Dharmas kept flying around, releasing a series of immortal arts, wind, rain, thunder, light, light, darkness... The millions of heavenly ways almost all involved. The control of all the magic on immortal arts is amazing, especially the details, which are far from comparable to other monks. The magic attack he released was just right, and each attack smashed a Buddha's phantom without wasting any waste. However, the Buddha's phantom seemed endless, and one was destroyed, and a pair came. Soon, all the Dharmas fell into the Buddha with golden light all over the sky.

On the other hand, the scene of the poisonous puppet was not much better. The Buddha Sect faintly restrained the poisonous path, and every attack of the poisonous puppet was discounted, and two punches could kill a Buddha's phantom.

Zhu Rong didn't enter the formation in person at all. She raised her legs and sat on the cloud tent, watching the two sides fighting leisurely. Suddenly, she stood up and murmured, "Strange, who is that person? I obviously have an impression of it, why can't I remember it? No, it seems that the fusion must speed up the progress."

The eight female cultivators who were with Zhu Rong were also the peak realm of the God King, and they were the kind of practical masters who had completed the nine magical powers and were proficient in joint skills. They were both her maids and her thugs. One of the charming maids said in a sweet voice: "Master, do you want us sisters to take action?"

Zhu Rong waved his hand and said, "No need for now. The Wanjia Buddha Formation emphasizes roundness and continuity. You are not a Buddhist monk, and you will enter rashly, which will disrupt the rhythm."

"Yes, the master is a master who is a good plan, but he is not as good as a maid."
Chapter completed!