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Chapter 2182, Hongyan and disciple

"Be careful of his formation!"

A low cry interrupted the confrontation between Su Qingxia and Ji Hongluan.

The two women looked at the old man in white walking out of the crowd, and the anger on his face gradually restrained and he retreated respectfully to one side.

Tuoba Huang bowed his hand and asked the old man: "Old Mo, is that kid going to escape by using the formation?"

Ji Hongluan responded: "Where can he escape? But they are all formations arranged on the ground. We just jumped in the air and couldn't take a few breaths."

Mo Qianqiu shook his head and said, "He did not escape, but hid in the depths of Bugui Gorge. These formations were not used to stop us, but a barrier for his own defense."

Tuoba Huang suddenly felt less anxious to catch up, and laughed jokingly: "This kid knows that he can't escape. Are he planning to sit and wait for death?"

Ji Hongluan glanced at Tuoba Huang with contempt, "If he really planned to surrender and wait for death, why did he set up so many formations?"

Su Qingxia showed suspicion: "He used the formation to control himself, so he might be preparing for any major killing moves. Don't forget that he had tricked out the lost fierce formation of the Five Prisons Killing Formation a while ago, and it is hard to guarantee that there is a similar existence in his hand."

Everyone looked at Mo Qianqiu with all eyes as they heard this.

In the formation path, the latter was an authoritative existence. As early as decades ago, the latter's formation achievements had become famous in the soul master world and was even known as the "Thousand Formations of Ghost Scheme".

And his strength is also extraordinary, and his ranking on the Tianlist is even above the Wisteria Sword Immortal.

"Mr. Rong tried one or two."

Mo Qianqiu stepped in the air and jumped towards the sky above Bugui Gorge. He raised his hand and shot out like an arrow, forming the position of the twelve palaces towards the extension of Bugui Gorge, perfectly enclosing the ten formations set by Land Feng in the center.

Then soft and unaggressive spiritual silk evolved from the banner, like a huge spider web spreading out, penetrated into the central area, and understood each area line by point, and analyzed the reality of the formations deployed by the landing wind.

"This is..." Tuoba Huang's expression was shocked.

Ji Hongluan responded: "The rumored 'Twelve Ways of Appreciating the Truth'?"

Su Qingxia's eyes were a little surprised, "It is rumored that this method can see the reality of various formations in the world and find the corresponding formation method to break the formation. I wonder if it is true?"

The Wisteria Sword Immortal smiled proudly and said, "It's not just that. Mr. Mo used this method to perfectly integrate thousands of formations and destroy the Zi Si clan that was causing trouble."

"That kid dared to play the formation in front of Mr. Mo and wanted to win by number. He was overestimated and he was only dead."

Ji Hongluan looked at the Wisteria Sword Fairy and others and hesitated: "Before I go back and kill him, can I ask him a few questions? I can do it at all, as long as he tells the method of practicing the Phoenix Fire Sutra that he knows."

The Wisteria Sword Immortal was stunned, "He colluded with the Gu Ming clan and got it from the Gu Ming clan. Your real girl was trapped in the hands of the Gu Ming clan back then. It is not surprising that they searched their souls to obtain your Phoenix Fire Sutra cultivation technique."

After a pause, a sudden realization flashed in his eyes, "I thought that the reason why he could kill Old Gui Ji must have studied the 72-way Canglang sword technique and grasped the flaws."

Ji Hongluan suddenly stopped speaking, with only murderous intent left in her eyes.

Su Qingxia was a little reluctant to speak but stopped. After a while, she still didn't say anything.

What she asked was like Ji Hongluan, which was all about the practice of her practice, but unlike the latter, she expected that Lu Feng learned that the source of Xuanyinlu came from the Gu Ming clan. Her master died at the hands of the Gu Ming clan. What she cared about was not this hatred, but about how much Lu Feng knew about Xuanyinlu, and whether she had seen the last small part of her practice even before she could practice.

If there is, she will definitely get it no matter what!

But it is secret, and she is not easy to reveal it openly, so as not to be used by those who are interested to threaten her.

It makes me feel extremely complicated.

After a while.

Everyone came to Mo Qianqiu's side.

"Did it be revealed? What is that guy who pretended to be a ghost? "

Ji Hongluan's cold words full of murderous intent were filled with a hint of eagerness.

She desperately wanted Lu Feng to die, not only because of the lingering redness, but more importantly, she kept her mouth shut forever and beware of the spread of the Phoenix Fire Classic.

Mo Qianqiu recycled his thoughts from the twelve flags, and his old face showed a sense of arrogance, "I am not going to be able to defeat me if I am a few inexperienced formations."

He looked at everyone's concern.

Mo Qianqiu said slowly: "That guy has set up a total of ten formations, including two five elements, three earth-grade strength, and five heaven-grade front-grade breath strength, which can be roughly divided into three-layer areas."

As he said that, he pointed his finger at the Buguixia area below, "The three grades on the outer layer are increasing layer by layer, which are functional formations, with interference, delay and consumption effects. The main purpose is to delay our speed of breaking the formation."

"The middle-level area is mainly defense. A barrier formation based on earth-moving qi. Because its own mysterious energy is based on, defense may be able to block a powerful attack from the soul master of the Heavenly Soul Realm for about five or six breaths;"

"The other one prefers a soft and hard water-wood defense array. Because the outer earth-based array is in front of it, once the earth-based array is broken, the remaining momentum may bring a lot of help to the water-based array, so that it can block the attack at the six breaths or even seven breaths of the Heavenly Soul Realm in a short time, but it should not last long."

"If this formation chooses to attack blindly, it would be too much of a power. Waiting for the formation to dissipate, it is also called his delay. It is not easy to calculate."

"As for the inner layer, the formation arranged by the boy contained three killing arrays and two auxiliary arrays. Judging from the surface formation fluctuations, it can only threaten the soul master in front of the Heavenly Soul Realm. It seems that he has no extra defensive array plate in his hand and is the last resort to take a single bet."

The Wisteria Sword Immortal secretly thought of her doubts and interrupted: "It is understandable to arrange a killing formation. What is the purpose of his last auxiliary formation? Is it the power of the auxiliary killing formation? Or is it any other purpose?"

"All other forces can go, why can't we go? It's too unfair for you to do this!"

Luo Qingqiu led the team from Huanyin Valley to the front, screaming and scolding with a pale face.

It was obviously the one who was in the right way, but his eyes were involuntarily wet and red as he scolded him.

Ji Lanjun and Xi Youmeng each followed closely with the people from the Weidao Alliance and the Shadow Pavilion, and they also had a confrontation with the Jun family and other forces.

Now their position is the same as Luo Qingqiu!

Chu Santong came with Shaoyang, pointed at Jun Ben's nose and shouted: "When did your Jun family do things so unreasonable? Is it that my Zhan Sect can't compare with the forces like the Eight Dada Sects, Fulongting, and Dragon Valley?"

A white-haired old man from the Holy Sect came forward and responded: "You should know why you are just stopping you. You are all relatives, friends or disciples of the little devil. If you let you go over and will inevitably affect our siege. You don't want to be regarded as fellow demon cultivators, right?"

Shaoyang was furious and stood up and cursed, regardless of Chu Santong's sign, "Don't throw dirty water around me and smear my master. If he is a demon cultivator, then your Holy Sect is an evil demon heretic, and is not a good person either!"

"Rareless!" The old man from the Holy Sect slapped out anger.

Chu Santong grabbed Shaoyang and pulled it behind him.

Bang!

The moment he faced his palms, Chu Santong's body couldn't help but stagnate, and he took several steps in succession to stop, and a bright red smeared from the corner of his mouth.

"Three Elders~" Shao Yang's eyes were filled with heartache and self-blame, and he clenched his fists angrily. The feeling of helplessness was almost breathless.

"Are you too much?"

After receiving the news of Lu Feng's accident, Chu Youwei rushed from afar. After vaguely hearing the movement here, her face suddenly turned ashen.

Lin Xiaowan even cursed angrily: "Get out of here quickly. If something happens to Brother Feng, I will never end with you!"

Ji Lanjun and Xi Youmeng glanced back and saw that Lin Chu were young and beautiful, with a holy temperament, and suddenly felt a hint of envy in their hearts.

After hearing the intimate name of "Brother Feng", I secretly guessed that the identity of the two women was probably very different from that of him and Lu Feng, and even had to be intimate, so I couldn't help but feel a little sour and confused.

Since the battle of Tianshu Peak, they have not yet figured out how to get along with Lu Feng in the future, and they don’t know what identity they should face each other. So after they wake up, they have changed back to their original clothes until now, and they have not mentioned this matter very well, for fear that they will be embarrassed by each other.

"Brother Yang!"

Man Zhongli's call came from afar, and his fat and strong body quickly approached, his face full of anxiousness: "How is he like, Master?"

Gan Xin followed closely with a team of Gan Tian Sect, with an anxious face.

On the other hand, Shao Yue and the team from Huaxian Valley also came from afar.

"Why are you all here?"

Shao Yang smiled miserably, and the tip of his nose suddenly became sore and tight.
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