Chapter 116 Formation Master?
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Ke Ning
Before the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion understood it, they were already shrouded in white mist.
immersed in it.
"Oops, Oops!"
"It's hit!"
"We are ambushed!"
"I, I can't see, brother, where are you?"
"Brother Cang, help me!"
"Come on!"
"leave here!"
The voices of the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion rose one after another, panicked and fled in all directions.
As the oldest person among the crowd, Cang Ling has rich experience.
He reacted quickly.
"Oops, it's a formation!"
"Misty array!"
Cang Ling shouted, "Don't panic, don't move around!"
"It's a lost formation, but don't worry, as long as we work together to break through the formation, it won't be able to trap us."
Before he finished speaking, the thick fog completely enveloped him.
Even Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong who were beside him disappeared.
Cang Ling frowned, then sneered.
"How dare you show off in front of me with a mere second-rank formation?"
Second-rank formation, the rank is not high.
Even if you can't find the eye of the formation, you can still break the formation violently.
Then the consciousness stretched out.
However, the feeling passed back from his spiritual sense made him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move.
The scope that could have been explored was reduced to only a few feet in radius.
This feeling is uncomfortable.
Cang Ling's face became more and more ugly.
"Bastard, hu, there is still a ecstasy formation?"
The ecstasy array has no lethality, but it can suppress spiritual consciousness.
Whether it is spiritual consciousness or divine consciousness, they are the monk's second pair of eyes.
When the spiritual consciousness is suppressed, it is like being covered by someone's eyes, making it difficult to move an inch.
Cang Ling is old, has seen many things, and has rich experience.
He now has a bad premonition in his heart.
The ecstasy formation and the fascination formation are both second-rank formations, as long as you study hard, you can still learn them.
but!
It is possible to combine the two formations and mix them.
It's not just about studying hard.
This requires talent, and it cannot be done casually.
Could it be the formation master?
Cang Ling felt awe-inspiring.
but!
Cang Ling gritted his teeth, "Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are a master or not, it's over if you do it."
After finishing speaking, a long sword appeared in his hand, and a sword light disappeared into the formation.
However nothing works.
"I don't believe it anymore!"
He took a step forward, and the spiritual power of the long sword in his hand gathered.
Just before the shot, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
A lean old man appeared in front of him.
He had a goatee and a pair of brown eyes set deep in their sockets, giving him an eerie look.
"Grandpa, grandpa!"
Cang Ling was taken aback, and hastily put away his long sword.
The person who appeared in front of him was his grandfather Cang Zhengchu.
"Grandpa, why are you here?"
Cang Ling was overjoyed, could it be that Grandpa appeared in time and broke the opponent's formation?
As long as his grandfather is here, there is no need to worry about any ghosts and ghosts.
Cang Zhengchu didn't speak, but suddenly slapped him with a palm.
Cang Ling was shocked, he hastily raised his sword to resist.
"No, this, this is a phantom array!"
Cang Zhengchu didn't cause any harm to him, and made him react.
He felt a chill in his heart.
Unexpectedly, three large formations are mixed together, such means are definitely the skills of formation masters.
"Which senior is here?"
The strength of the formation master is not something he, a small foundation-building monk, can resist.
Especially in the formation, the strength of the formation master is extraordinary, showing a geometric increase.
Fighting in the formation set up by the formation master will only make you die faster.
"My grandfather is Cang Zhengchu, the elder of Guiyuan Pavilion, and I hope that the senior will come out and see him."
"We may have misunderstood something."
Cang Ling announced his identity loudly.
He was afraid of provoking the old monster.
You can only lift your backer out.
Cang Zhengchu is a well-known master in Qizhou, in the middle stage of Yuanying.
Ordinary people dare not provoke casually.
After Cang Ling finished speaking, there was no movement around for a long time.
Cang Ling couldn't help beating a drum in his heart.
Are you scared or what?
Thinking of how powerful his grandfather was, Cang Ling felt even calmer.
"Senior, even if there is any misunderstanding, we can discuss it slowly."
"My grandpa
but!
Before he finished speaking, a voice rang in his ear.
"The grandson of that old man Cang Zhengchu?"
"There are many good things, right?"
"Bring it to me!"
Before Cang Ling had time to react, he felt a huge wave of spiritual consciousness coming.
"Oh!"
The incoming spiritual consciousness is unparalleled, unreasonable like a robber.
All the way unscrupulous rampage.
Cang Ling only felt his head buzzing, and then Zhihai seemed to be hammered hard.
He rolled his eyes, lost consciousness, and passed out directly.
Lu Shaoqing's figure slowly emerged.
Seeing the dizzy Cang Ling, give him another blow.
Give him the Shocking Art again.
Cang Ling, who fainted on the ground, twitched a few times, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Cang Ling, who hadn't been seen by anyone, was already seriously injured, and his sea of consciousness was severely damaged.
"Hmph, Cang Zhengchu, you old man bullied us," Lu Shaoqing cursed, "I'll collect some interest from your grandson first."
Then came the skilled looting process.
Pull off Cang Zhengchu's storage ring.
Open it up and take a look.
Lu Shaoqing was very pleasantly surprised, "Hey, you are worthy of being the grandson of that old man. There are many good things."
"However, why are there so few spirit stones?"
"Magic treasures, elixir, and materials have to be realized, which is troublesome."
Contemptuously while looting, "Isn't it okay to prepare more spirit stones? You have to get so many real things."
Soon, Cang Zhengchu stripped all his clothes.
All the small defensive items worn on the body were taken away, not a single one was left behind.
Looking at Cang Ling who only had a pair of obscene pants left.
Lu Shaoqing fell silent, weighing in her heart.
In the end, he still said, "Forget it, let him spare his life."
"That old man Cang Zhengchu is here, if he kills his descendants, he is afraid that he will be targeted."
Xin Zhi told him about the incident that killing the descendants of the Nascent Soul still had a lot of hands.
He still has one problem to solve.
There is no need to provoke Cang Zhengchu.
Cang Zhengchu is an old fellow, let the senior brother come.
Lu Shaoqing turned and left, his figure slowly disappearing into the formation.
"I hope that other people in Guiyuan Pavilion will not disappoint me."
After several hours, the formation dissipated, and Lu Shaoqing's figure appeared.
All the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion lying on the ground fainted to death.
What's more, they all suffered the same thing, everyone was left with only a pair of obscene pants, and everything on their bodies was looted.
All the disciples had blood on the corners of their mouths, and were more or less injured.
Looking at them, Lu Shaoqing snorted, "Leave it to Junior Sister."
Then while erasing the traces of the formation, he cursed.
"Don't everyone like Lingshi?"
"There are less than [-] spirit stones for all of you, poor ghost."
"A lot of materials, magic weapon, how troublesome it is to realize"
immersed in it.
"Oops, Oops!"
"It's hit!"
"We are ambushed!"
"I, I can't see, brother, where are you?"
"Brother Cang, help me!"
"Come on!"
"leave here!"
The voices of the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion rose one after another, panicked and fled in all directions.
As the oldest person among the crowd, Cang Ling has rich experience.
He reacted quickly.
"Oops, it's a formation!"
"Misty array!"
Cang Ling shouted, "Don't panic, don't move around!"
"It's a lost formation, but don't worry, as long as we work together to break through the formation, it won't be able to trap us."
Before he finished speaking, the thick fog completely enveloped him.
Even Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong who were beside him disappeared.
Cang Ling frowned, then sneered.
"How dare you show off in front of me with a mere second-rank formation?"
Second-rank formation, the rank is not high.
Even if you can't find the eye of the formation, you can still break the formation violently.
Then the consciousness stretched out.
However, the feeling passed back from his spiritual sense made him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move.
The scope that could have been explored was reduced to only a few feet in radius.
This feeling is uncomfortable.
Cang Ling's face became more and more ugly.
"Bastard, hu, there is still a ecstasy formation?"
The ecstasy array has no lethality, but it can suppress spiritual consciousness.
Whether it is spiritual consciousness or divine consciousness, they are the monk's second pair of eyes.
When the spiritual consciousness is suppressed, it is like being covered by someone's eyes, making it difficult to move an inch.
Cang Ling is old, has seen many things, and has rich experience.
He now has a bad premonition in his heart.
The ecstasy formation and the fascination formation are both second-rank formations, as long as you study hard, you can still learn them.
but!
It is possible to combine the two formations and mix them.
It's not just about studying hard.
This requires talent, and it cannot be done casually.
Could it be the formation master?
Cang Ling felt awe-inspiring.
but!
Cang Ling gritted his teeth, "Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are a master or not, it's over if you do it."
After finishing speaking, a long sword appeared in his hand, and a sword light disappeared into the formation.
However nothing works.
"I don't believe it anymore!"
He took a step forward, and the spiritual power of the long sword in his hand gathered.
Just before the shot, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
A lean old man appeared in front of him.
He had a goatee and a pair of brown eyes set deep in their sockets, giving him an eerie look.
"Grandpa, grandpa!"
Cang Ling was taken aback, and hastily put away his long sword.
The person who appeared in front of him was his grandfather Cang Zhengchu.
"Grandpa, why are you here?"
Cang Ling was overjoyed, could it be that Grandpa appeared in time and broke the opponent's formation?
As long as his grandfather is here, there is no need to worry about any ghosts and ghosts.
Cang Zhengchu didn't speak, but suddenly slapped him with a palm.
Cang Ling was shocked, he hastily raised his sword to resist.
"No, this, this is a phantom array!"
Cang Zhengchu didn't cause any harm to him, and made him react.
He felt a chill in his heart.
Unexpectedly, three large formations are mixed together, such means are definitely the skills of formation masters.
"Which senior is here?"
The strength of the formation master is not something he, a small foundation-building monk, can resist.
Especially in the formation, the strength of the formation master is extraordinary, showing a geometric increase.
Fighting in the formation set up by the formation master will only make you die faster.
"My grandfather is Cang Zhengchu, the elder of Guiyuan Pavilion, and I hope that the senior will come out and see him."
"We may have misunderstood something."
Cang Ling announced his identity loudly.
He was afraid of provoking the old monster.
You can only lift your backer out.
Cang Zhengchu is a well-known master in Qizhou, in the middle stage of Yuanying.
Ordinary people dare not provoke casually.
After Cang Ling finished speaking, there was no movement around for a long time.
Cang Ling couldn't help beating a drum in his heart.
Are you scared or what?
Thinking of how powerful his grandfather was, Cang Ling felt even calmer.
"Senior, even if there is any misunderstanding, we can discuss it slowly."
"My grandpa
but!
Before he finished speaking, a voice rang in his ear.
"The grandson of that old man Cang Zhengchu?"
"There are many good things, right?"
"Bring it to me!"
Before Cang Ling had time to react, he felt a huge wave of spiritual consciousness coming.
"Oh!"
The incoming spiritual consciousness is unparalleled, unreasonable like a robber.
All the way unscrupulous rampage.
Cang Ling only felt his head buzzing, and then Zhihai seemed to be hammered hard.
He rolled his eyes, lost consciousness, and passed out directly.
Lu Shaoqing's figure slowly emerged.
Seeing the dizzy Cang Ling, give him another blow.
Give him the Shocking Art again.
Cang Ling, who fainted on the ground, twitched a few times, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Cang Ling, who hadn't been seen by anyone, was already seriously injured, and his sea of consciousness was severely damaged.
"Hmph, Cang Zhengchu, you old man bullied us," Lu Shaoqing cursed, "I'll collect some interest from your grandson first."
Then came the skilled looting process.
Pull off Cang Zhengchu's storage ring.
Open it up and take a look.
Lu Shaoqing was very pleasantly surprised, "Hey, you are worthy of being the grandson of that old man. There are many good things."
"However, why are there so few spirit stones?"
"Magic treasures, elixir, and materials have to be realized, which is troublesome."
Contemptuously while looting, "Isn't it okay to prepare more spirit stones? You have to get so many real things."
Soon, Cang Zhengchu stripped all his clothes.
All the small defensive items worn on the body were taken away, not a single one was left behind.
Looking at Cang Ling who only had a pair of obscene pants left.
Lu Shaoqing fell silent, weighing in her heart.
In the end, he still said, "Forget it, let him spare his life."
"That old man Cang Zhengchu is here, if he kills his descendants, he is afraid that he will be targeted."
Xin Zhi told him about the incident that killing the descendants of the Nascent Soul still had a lot of hands.
He still has one problem to solve.
There is no need to provoke Cang Zhengchu.
Cang Zhengchu is an old fellow, let the senior brother come.
Lu Shaoqing turned and left, his figure slowly disappearing into the formation.
"I hope that other people in Guiyuan Pavilion will not disappoint me."
After several hours, the formation dissipated, and Lu Shaoqing's figure appeared.
All the disciples of Guiyuan Pavilion lying on the ground fainted to death.
What's more, they all suffered the same thing, everyone was left with only a pair of obscene pants, and everything on their bodies was looted.
All the disciples had blood on the corners of their mouths, and were more or less injured.
Looking at them, Lu Shaoqing snorted, "Leave it to Junior Sister."
Then while erasing the traces of the formation, he cursed.
"Don't everyone like Lingshi?"
"There are less than [-] spirit stones for all of you, poor ghost."
"A lot of materials, magic weapon, how troublesome it is to realize"
