Chapter 122 The Eight-Direction Mystery Array

Now that Old Man Ning and Fatty Duan are dead, six more people left for the north. There are actually only seven people left in Shihu. Wang Yu can handle this number.

He took out the top-grade formation flag that Old Man Ning had obtained. This formation is different from the [Blood Mist Hidden Spirit Formation] that he bought to protect the temporary cave. This is a trap formation.

Its name is [Eight Directions Bewildering God Formation]. The "god" in the name refers to the god of consciousness, not the god of gods. It has the effect of confusing the consciousness of Qigong cultivators, making it impossible for people in the formation to distinguish the direction.

It is considered an illusion-type trap formation.

Wang Yu turned his wrist and swung it with clever strength. Eight forearm-long flags fell around Shihu. After the air was rippled, everything returned to silence.

The naked eye could not see that the formation was arranged here.

After confirming it, Wang Yu tore the ordinary clothes on his body into tatters, rubbed his cheeks, and after creating a look of horror, he began to breathe heavily.

A moment later.

The night became even more desolate. Wang Yu fell from midair onto the surface of the Stone Lake, and his voice reached the bottom of the water.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster, Fellow Daoist Ning has been discovered by the righteous people!"

"Come quickly! Come quickly..."

The surface of the Stone Lake immediately began to fluctuate. Seven black-robed men broke through the water and stood on it. After seeing the embarrassed Wang Yu, they anxiously asked, "What happened? Where is Boss Ning?"

"Quick, follow me. Fellow Daoist Ning asked me to come here for help."

"Talk as we walk."

"Okay--"

At this moment, the situation was urgent. There was no time to judge the truth of what Wang Yu said and to make a quick choice. It was undoubtedly difficult. No one could have thought that Old Man Ning was directly killed by Wang Yu.

When everyone entered the range of the formation, Wang Yu came to the cultivator with the highest cultivation level who had just entered the ninth level of Qi training, and spoke very fast.

"The Lord of Shihu City was captured by the people of the righteous sect. Fellow Daoist Ning was discussing the pricing of spirit slaves this year, and a fight broke out. There were so many people... so many cultivators."

"Then what?"

The man couldn't help but grab Wang Yu's shoulders. Before he could hear the feedback, his body began to tremble involuntarily, staring at Wang Yu with surprised and desperate eyes!

Puff~

Wang, who was proficient in sneak attacks, would definitely not give up such a great opportunity. Even if he could win, why not do something that could easily kill with one blow?

If you do this kind of thing more often, your skills will naturally become superb.

"Wang Yu!"

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"He killed Senior Brother Li, a traitor... kill him!"

"Hehe——"

The remaining six people were all elites in the late stage of Qi training, but everything happened too quickly. According to the usual situation, it would take at least three days for Old Man Ning to return to arrange the next task.

They knew the danger of sneaking into the Taihu Spirit Realm, and were always on guard against being exposed. Even if they bribed the monks stationed at the Black Mountain Pass, they could not relax their vigilance.

Because no matter whether it was righteous or evil, the internal forces were divided into factions.

There were both worms who colluded with the evil ways and upright and upright monks in the righteous sects. If they were caught, they would definitely die.

Wang Yu's actions followed the concept of "fast". Before they had time to think about whether it was "reasonable", everything happened.

[Eight-Direction Mystery Formation] quietly took effect, and the six people tacitly joined forces to attack, and the chaotic and explosive magic energy all hit Wang Yu.

When the color faded, Wang Yu stood intact and showed a mocking expression to everyone.

"It's useless, you will never kill me."

After saying that, he pointed his right hand forward.

A huge ice sword suddenly condensed and fiercely stabbed at an eighth-level Qi training cultivator. Seeing this, the two companions beside him looked solemn and offered defensive magic weapons together to try to help him.

But strangely, the ice sword suddenly shuttled through space and pierced two of the three people in half from the back. The ice sword was too big, and it was obviously a stab but achieved the effect of splitting.

The magic weapon that lost its spiritual power supply fell towards the lake, and the four petals of the body fell into the lake with a plop.

Seven people were left with four, and the people who survived changed their faces.

Fear, terror, shock, anger, suspicion, and other emotions, but they all appeared on their faces with exaggerated expressions.

"Impossible... Impossible!

"You are only a Qi training stage, how can you have the ability to shuttle through space, not to mention applying it to a spell... No, this is an illusion! "

After all, he was a disciple of a big sect. After paying a heavy price for just one attack, he immediately understood the reason.

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But - so what?

On the other side of the four people's vision, Wang Yu had just put the spoils into his pocket. In this area on the edge of Shihu Lake, eight formation flags were emitting bright waves.

Eight ancient characters representing the eight directions appeared on a complex spiritual pattern formation diagram. The spiritual power used to supply this formation consumption was much higher than he imagined.

And the four people were cursing at the sky non-stop, with their backs to each other, more than five meters apart, Completely lost in thought, what he saw and heard was different from what he had seen.

The effect of the formation was a little too good.

Is this really a top-grade formation for the Qi training period? There was a trace of doubt in his heart, but he did not waste any time and killed them mercilessly.

The ice sword continued to sweep across, killing all seven people here almost effortlessly.

The murderous aura between Wang Yu's eyebrows became more intense.

After collecting all the spoils, he withdrew the formation and landed on the edge of the stone lake to carefully examine the eight formation flags.

"East, south, west, north, northeast, southeast, northwest, southwest."

This is the traditional eight directions, like a [meter] character dividing the sky and the earth, but just now, in addition to the spiritual pattern array diagram, there are only eight ancient characters as the hub.

Wang Yu took out the northeast flag, southeast flag, northwest flag, and southwest flag from this array, and soon found traces of repair on them.

If the patterns on the original flags are exquisite works of art, then the traces of repair later are children's clumsy graffiti, even if you don't know the array, you can see the difference.

"So the four flags of southeast, northwest, and northwest are re-refined, only the first level, and the other two characters of the eight-direction flag are repaired..."

Judging from this, Wang Yu felt that this was probably a set of severely damaged third-level array flags, which were worth a lot.

No wonder the effect is so good. Strictly speaking, it should have reached the level of the first-level best, and it can be used to deal with foundation-building cultivators.

The only disadvantage is that it is arranged in advance, and this disadvantage is a common problem of all array flag treasures. Unless you find an opportunity during the fierce battle, few people can lay down the array flags in the middle.

"That's right. Old Ning has been in this business for a long time. His face has aged. He should have some wealth."

Luckily, he chose to kill him directly. If he had waited for a while, when Old Ning had finished his work and focused his attention on him, he might have taken the initiative.