Chapter 1183 Transition between life and death

"Brother Ye, what should we do?"

Zhongli looked embarrassed and hesitated, "I have also done some research on formations and spells, but I have never seen the formation in front of me. Most of our Shenwu formations are known for their powerful destructive power. Once activated, murderous aura fills the field and blood is seen every ten steps. Situ Reading

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"This eight-gate formation... gives me a very strange feeling, I can't see through it at all."

Ye Feng frowned and thought, and saw three other human warriors rushing in from the corner of his eye. He immediately said, "Whether it is a wolf's den or a tiger's den, we can only know after we go in. Let's go!"

The two rushed down one after the other.

After a slight hesitation, Liu Lizi followed behind Ye Feng.

Hua La...

Many warriors jumped over like dumplings in a pot.

The next moment, a series of exclamations rang out. From a distance, it was clearly eight barriers, but when you go deep into it, the scene in front of you is completely different. There are layers of curtains in front of you, and there are dozens of similar barrier apertures.

Boom!

Suddenly, a drum sounded from a tent on the left. The drum sounded three times, and then there was a thunderous shout of killing, as if thousands of troops were galloping in it and could kill at any time.

Crash!

The tent in the northwest direction was blazing with flames, and thick smoke rose.

The southwest direction was the most terrifying. The wind suddenly blew, and the sound of gods howling and ghosts crying came faintly from the tent. The black ghost energy was winding and flowing. A bleak moonlight rose from the black mist, which was even more creepy.

The other directions were different, some were as cold as frost, and some were full of phantoms.

Many warriors seemed to have stepped into dozens of overlapping horror illusions, unable to distinguish between east, south, west, and north. Suddenly, there were panic sounds, screams, and voices that wanted to retreat back, and the space was noisy.

"Don't panic, there are words on the tent, look!"

In panic, Gu Jian's voice came out loudly. He seemed to have used some secret method, and his voice had a bit of a shocking effect.

These warriors just felt a little better. After calming down, the scene in front of them gradually became clearer. The light curtain barrier became only eight again.

They opened their eyes and looked, and indeed saw a dim word on a corner of the top of the barrier.

The eight words together are "death, life, loss, disaster, no, death, suspension, opening". Everyone knows each word separately, but when they are put together, it is confusing.

"There must be something strange about these eight words. Maybe they are the key to breaking the formation."

Liu Lizi said hurriedly, pretending to be an expert.

Ye Feng and Zhongli rolled their eyes. Even a blind man could see that there was something wrong with these eight words. He ignored Liu Lizi and turned to Zhongli and asked, "Brother Zhongli, do you think these eight words have any meaning?"

"In the formation, inscriptions and spells have always been the main ones, and words are rarely used. Could it be that these eight words together are a spell?" Zhongli thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

There were many warriors who made the same guess as Zhongli, so not far away, the demons, the water tribes, and even the barbarians were shouting the eight-character mantra in front of them over and over again.

However, no matter whether they read it forward, backward, or in a staggered manner, their throats were smoking, but no abnormal movement was seen.

"No, it's not a spell!"

"Could it be... these words represent the meaning of the words? There is not much danger in the barrier marked with life and opening. And the barrier marked with words such as death and disaster is full of dangers?"

The red-haired water tribe woman with cold eyes, with a faint flash of lightning on the trident in her hand, guessed with a hint of doubt.

"Really? I'll go in and take a look."

Fearing that someone would get ahead of him, the barbarian Baru immediately rushed into the "life" barrier after hearing this sentence, but in less than three breaths, his tall body fell out of it in an extremely embarrassed manner.

"Fuck, who said it's safer inside the barrier marked with life? There's so much death in there, it's like an Avici hell, you woman from the water tribe, are you deliberately trying to trick me?"

He retreated back to the crowd in a rage, and yelled at the red-haired water tribe woman.

Everyone could clearly see that there was a fresh blood mark on Baru's butt, and blood was dripping down. Baru, who had only entered the barrier for less than three breaths, was injured?

It's obviously not true to say that the eight words mean what they say literally.

Seeing that the barbarian was injured, the water tribe people didn't bother with him, but in this case, even the arrogant Brahma and the knowledgeable Gu Jian showed a struggle in their eyes.

The formation set up by this colorful rooster seems to be its masterpiece, and no one knows the depth of it.

"Death, life, loss, disaster, no, death, suspension, opening..."

When the warriors present were in a dilemma, Ye Feng was muttering in a low voice. He always felt that these words gave him a sense of déjà vu.

"Eight barriers occupy eight directions, corresponding to 'Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui', but this is the division of yin and yang, how can it be related to the formation?"

There were countless thoughts flashing in Ye Feng's mind, and he pondered it again. At a certain moment, a thunderbolt struck in his mind, a bright light flashed, and another eight words popped up: rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, opening.

"So that's it..."

"I almost understand. I didn't expect that there would be such a wonderful coincidence in this Shenwu Continent!"

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly realized and his heart was suddenly enlightened.

The so-called Eight-Sect Formation of the Colorful Rooster Demon has long been prototyped in the original earth. This world also has the Five Elements and Bagua, but more corresponds to the attributes of the martial arts, martial arts skills, etc. of cultivation.

This big rooster found another way and created the Eight Gate Formation through changes in the Eight Diagrams method, which can be regarded as some talent.

The Eight Gates come from Qimen Dunjia in ancient China. It was originally a technique used by the ancients to observe and summarize for a long time, to change nature, and to fight and coexist with all things. However, because it was too far away, later generations only treated it as metaphysics.

Some specific application methods have also disappeared and been lost in the long history.

Among the eight gates, Xiu, Sheng, and Kai are the three auspicious gates, and the other five gates are the evil gates. Once you enter the eight gates, there will be endless changes. When marching and fighting, there will be a miraculous effect of holding the gate for a while, and no one can open it. There were many uses in ancient battlefields.

The Eight Gates created by the Colorful Rooster Demon are exactly opposite to them, but the words are slightly different.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he's really a genius!"

Ye Feng sighed, no wonder the rooster demon wanted to recite poems and compose poems to let them observe the four fields of the world, because the eight-door formation coincided with the changes in the world.

"Brother Ye, why...did you see something?"

Zhong Li and Liu Li looked at each other in surprise, their hearts filled with shock.

"Let's go and take you to break the formation!"

With a big wave of his hand, Ye Feng held the killing sword in his hand and stepped into the living door where the death aura was swirling.

"Wait a minute, Brother Ye, are you stupid? The barbarian Balu has already entered this barrier just now, and was killed in less than three breaths before he fled back in embarrassment. This living tent must be the most dangerous place. ”

Liu Li was so frightened that his face turned pale and he grabbed Ye Feng tightly.

Zhongli also looked puzzled.

There was death energy moving inside, and the sounds of various ghosts crying and wolf howling made people shudder. Even from a distance of nearly a hundred steps, you could feel the eerieness inside. Ye Feng... actually wanted to rush in and find death?

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