"Is it a shell?"

"Senior brother, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"Junior sister, you have a short time to get started, so it's normal not to know. It is said that the most perfect defensive formation can achieve no leakage of spiritual power and look ordinary on the outside."

"But if someone attacks this perfect defensive formation, the outer layer of the ordinary formation that looks harmless on the outside of the defensive formation will be broken, and then turn the defense into an attack and defeat the opponent's attack!"

"It's so powerful. No wonder Senior Brother Ji's White Tiger went straight back to the formation. The perfect defensive formation has not been able to be deployed for many years."

"It seems that Tang Ming has some tricks, but Brother Ji has not used all his strength yet. He will definitely defeat this guy who is complacent if he has a little ability."

"I was lucky enough to see the rumored shell today. It seems that it is not certain who will win the battle!"

...

Tang Ming, who had always been calm and gentle, couldn't help but glance at the female disciple who looked down on him, snorted coldly, thinking: "I just accepted Ji Zhiwei's challenge. When will I be complacent?"

At this time, the magic seal in Ji Zhiwei's hand was frequently formed again, and the huge white tiger began to have wings on its back. As the light wings became more and more realistic, the white tiger's appearance became more and more solid, as if it was really life to survive.

"roar!"

With a roar of a shaking tiger, the white tiger with wings on its back flew straight up and then rushed towards Tang Ming's defensive formation on the ground.

"Bang!"

With a huge roar, dust appeared in the middle of the yard. Tang Ming's defensive magic circle finally disappeared from the white tiger into a flood of spiritual energy, dissipating in this thick dust.

With this roar, more disciples from the Gua Sect came to watch and kept talking.

"I knew that Tang Ming could not beat Senior Brother Ji at all. What kind of shell is just a trick!"

"But Tang Ming is not weak either. He is already the best among the people just by being able to form a shell!"

"So what? In the end, don't you still lose?"

"Wait, what do you think is that?"

"Is it possible that the legendary first generation of the Gua Sect masters would use...the formation in the array?"

After the dust in the sky dissipated, under Tang Ming's cracked formation, another seemingly solid defense formation appeared.

Ji Zhiwei, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground to maintain the attack formation, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the place where Tang Ming was:

"Junior Brother Tang is a good method. No matter what the result of this battle is, Ji is very impressed. After all, Junior Brother Tang's formation attainments and talents are beyond my reach. Although you can't beat me today, in time, you will definitely surpass me and become the most dazzling existence of the Gua Sect."

Tang Ming nodded with a smile, but felt ashamed: "If Ji Zhiwei knew that I actually didn't have any talent, it was all the teachings of the founding master. I don't know what he would think."

"This last move will definitely break Junior Brother Tang Ming's defensive formation!" Ji Zhiwei said confidently.

"Then Tang wait and see, waiting for my senior brother to give advice, so that I can study and study as my junior brother!" Tang Ming said with confidence in his eyes.

"Look at it!" Ji Zhiwei immediately spit out his blood, and not much blood fell straight into the White Tiger Killing Array.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the entire yard became shaking, and the white tiger that had disappeared appeared again. Ji Zhiwei's essence and blood were slowly absorbed by the white tiger. The patterns on the tiger's body gradually became blood-red, and the entire tiger head, outlined by the formation, also became lively and flesh and blood, staring at Tang Ming's defensive formation and staring at him.

"The God Tiger is coming-going!"

As Ji Zhiwei's voice fell, the huge blood-patterned formation tiger pounced straight towards Tang Ming's defensive magic array, and immediately bit the spiritual power flowing, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel the hearts of everyone. Tang Ming still yawned without panic, without any movement, just watched Ji Zhiwei's movements quietly.

"Mr. Tang knew he was defeated, so he gave up?" Ji Zhiwei said seriously: "As a cultivator, even if we know we were defeated, we should try our best, instead of waiting for death like you!"

Tang Ming looked at Ji Zhiwei's serious expression and actually laughed out loud. Then he walked to Ji Zhiwei, patted his shoulder and said:

"Senior Brother Ji, I have to say, you are so cute!"

"Ah?" Ji Zhiwei looked confused and couldn't make a turn for a moment: "What...what does it mean?"

Before Tang Ming could answer, Ji Zhiwei found that the power of his formation beast, the White Tiger, was getting weaker and weaker. The spiritual energy seemed to have been pulled away.

Combining what Tang Ming said just now, Ji Zhiwei looked at Tang Ming in disbelief and asked: "Is there something else mixed in your defensive formation?"

"Yeah!" Tang Ming said loudly:

"It's worthy of being the formation fool they talk about. It's different from the idiots around me who only discuss it. My formation has indeed been mixed with some unpopular formations, such as the Sky-Devouring Array, which can absorb the opponent's spiritual power to strengthen oneself. In this way, if one rises and the other goes down, you won't be afraid that your defensive formation will be broken by you!"

"Sky-Devouring Array!" Ji Zhiwei immediately stood up from the ground: "This Sky-Devouring Array has been lost for thousands of years. Junior Brother Tang, you can actually arrange it!"

"Well……"

The smile on Tang Ming's face suddenly became a little frozen. He originally wanted to pretend to be profound and talk about the composition of his formation, but he didn't expect that just mentioning the Sky-Devouring Array could make Ji Zhiwei so excited.

No wonder, the formation taught by the Obsidian Stone Monument to Tang Ming is either lost for a long time or only found in legends. When you go out to show your skills, they are all magic circles that others want to obtain throughout their entire lives.

Looking at Ji Zhiwei's expression, Tang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "If I don't change my name, Gudu Qiubao... No, I call the formation Qiubao..."

"puff!"

A sound like a rag was torn apart interrupted Tang Ming and Ji Zhiwei's different thoughts.

When the two looked back, they found that it was because Tang Ming's defensive formation had been swallowing, and the formation of beast White Tiger finally lost its spiritual power and dissipated unwillingly.

Everyone finally came to their senses at this time, and sighed as Tang Ming's defensive formation still standing in the center of the yard:

"My God, I'm not dreaming..."

"As a ignorant in the formation, did Senior Brother Ji actually lose?"

"And according to Senior Brother Ji's reaction, it seems that the Sky-Devouring Array that Tang Ming fuses is something extraordinary."

"I heard from my brother in the inner sect that the Sky-Devouring Formation was the unique formation of the founder of the Gua Sect back then. It can be trapped or defended, defended or attacked!"

"I really want to know what kind of adventure Tang Ming has, and he will learn such a powerful formation..."

"But it's just a draw one to one. Don't forget that Senior Brother Ji's formation has the lowest lethality among the four formations, but no one can break the defense of Senior Brother Ji's defense yet!"

"Yes, yes, even though I only lost the second game, Senior Brother Ji is still invincible!"

...

Amid the discussions of the crowd, Tang Ming looked at Ji Zhiwei's slightly at a loss, and suddenly wanted to spoof him in his heart, so he slowly started to jokingly:

"Senior Brother Ji, now you know why you are cute, right?"

Ji Zhiwei's expression fluctuated for a long time before taking a deep breath and said, "Now you and I each win one game. I will be more serious in the last game. Let you try my absolute defense!"

As he said that, Ji Zhiwei slapped the ground with one hand and said, "Ancient Secret Xinzhi - Xuanling Guardian!"

The land under Ji Zhiwei's men suddenly surged. Tang Ming then discovered that Ji Zhiwei was actually a rare earth-attribute spiritual energy. Driven by Ji Zhiwei's spiritual energy, the runes and cracked holes in his hand were covered with four or five meters in a radius centered on Ji Zhiwei.

As more and more runes emerged, Tang Ming discovered that these runes were mixed with Ji Zhiwei's earth-attribute spiritual energy and land, and they actually formed a huge and round figure, like a divine turtle.

"This is..." Tang Ming looked at the creature in front of him and said after a little thought: "Is this Xuanwu?"

Ji Zhiwei's eyes lit up: "Junior Brother Tang is indeed unusual. You are the only person who can accurately call out the real name of Xuanling so far."

Tang Ming curled his lips and thought that the white tiger had come out. Later, what is the turtle that comes out again is not Xuanwu?

Considering that this world is ultimately different from the earth, Tang Ming did not say anything more, but stepped forward and began to communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After a while, Tang Ming seemed to randomly set up a dragon formation on the ground, then clapped his hands and smiled at everyone, saying, "Okay, I won!"

In an instant, everyone began to talk.

"I have never seen this formation of Senior Brother Ji. It should be a trump card that I have never shown before!"

"The aura of this formation made me feel uneasy, and there was a sense of fear from the soul."

"Did Tang Ming abstain? He dared to say that he won after setting up an inexplicable formation."

"Can his formation fail? He can't feel any fluctuations!"

"Things that don't know what to do after he loses!"

Ji Zhiwei felt that the formation set up by Tang Ming had no spiritual energy, which made him even more puzzled. However, based on his understanding of Tang Ming's two encounters with Tang Ming, he felt that Tang Ming should not do something that he was unsure.

Sure enough, after carefully observing three or five breaths, he gradually felt that the breath of his Xuanling guardian began to gradually dissipate. No matter how hard he tried, he could not gather the spiritual energy of his Xuanling guardian again.

"What's going on?" Ji Zhiwei was a little panicked. He couldn't figure out what was going on. The formation drawn by Tang Ming was obviously not aggressive, and it didn't even threaten him at all, but the power of Xuanling's guardian was still dissipating.

"Hey! Have you noticed that after Tang Ming arranged the inexplicable formation, the power of Senior Brother Ji's defensive magic array seemed to be dispersing layer by layer?"

"It's true, look at the body of the divine turtle can't be maintained!"

"Is Tang Ming's formation really so powerful? It can break Brother Ji's strongest defense with just one formation!"
Chapter completed!