"Phantom Killing, are you talking about the ancient fantasy formation used by Chen Xuan to kill the masters in front of the demon clan?" What a pair of crazy masters and apprentices, Zhuo Yue suddenly felt a headache. Even though she had seen someone, she had no choice but to encounter this pair of crazy masters and apprentices. Why did Chen Xuan teach this formation to Xingyu? This is undoubtedly a nuclear bomb for someone who likes hysteria?

"That's right, Chen Xuan taught me the nine ancient formations. I carved the ancient formation of the illusion killing. On the iron scroll you gave me, my cultivation is still a bit insufficient, but I can use crystal stone to activate it. This grassland is wide and flat, just right for the energy gathering formation." While speaking, Xingyu was already considering the layout of the formation. Her idea was so thoughtful that she obviously was not just talking.

"Oh, Xingyu, you are smart and talented. The only disadvantage is that you are too extreme. The ancient illusion killing formation is amazing. Although it is not forbidden technique, it will hurt the sky, how can you use it casually? Chen Xuan was forced to fight for the survival of the righteous path. He has never used it since then. Thousands of masters were buried in the vast ice field. It is chilling just by listening. Perhaps in our opinion, Chen Xuan saved Xuanmen, a hero and a hero. But in the eyes of the demons, he was a butcher who killed people without blinking. The demon king listened to me, unless one day,

When you think it is really necessary, otherwise you must not use it. This kind of formation is best not to use it forbidden art and ordinary spells. There is no clear boundary between forbidden art and ordinary spells. It is usually believed that the practice method is extreme and cruel, and it is necessary to harm others to practice. The forbidden art is too shocking. The same forbidden art is also forbidden art. According to this standard, the fantasy killing formation should obviously be included in the forbidden arts. However, the Xuanmen did not know that there was such a formation in advance. Chen Xuan used it to kill thousands of masters of the demon clan for the first time and saved the Xuanmen from the endless disaster. Who would dare to list the fantasy kill as a forbidden art?

"I don't care. Whoever dares to hurt the master will ask them all to go down and bury him." The fairy was called out by someone else. In his bones, Xingyu is just a little woman. The master is the sky. The sky is about to collapse. What else should I worry about?

It’s weird if a fat man has something to do. It’s time to calculate that there should be news. Xingyu basically has no chance to use the fantasy kill Zhuo Yue. He is not compassionate but just wants to point her out. Seeing that she is unmoved, he smiled and said, “How about making a bet? You can get news from your master in less than ten minutes.”

"That's best" the crystal in the hand of Xingyu fiddler replied absent-mindedly.

Treasure Room, Zheng Tu's tactics failed to turn the world around, Wang Hao is still so rampant, as if this is not a life-and-death duel, but a stage for showing his skills.

Swish~ The fat man passed by his opponent with the sound of wind, which was like a juggling movement. I don't know how many times he repeated it, but Zheng Tu was helpless. The speed was too fast. Waiting for him to finally determine the fat man's running trajectory. The fat man had already slid out a long distance, and when he slipped away, he didn't forget to play tricks. He almost showed some flip. What's so bad is that the temperature was still falling, and the closed treasure room became a freezer. With his cultivation level that was about to break through the out-of-body stage, he still felt a little overwhelmed. He had tiny ice crystals on the ends of his hair and eyebrows. He felt that his hands and feet became a little stiff. His movements were clumsy than at the beginning, just like a bear who came out to find food in the cold winter.

In comparison, Wang Hao is much more comfortable. The water droplets seem to be unaffected by the low temperature. The soul cannot feel the cold, which makes him more unrestrained, as if it is outrageous, and he actually rushes towards his opponent in circles.

Zheng Tu didn't get angry when he saw it. After he got closer, he suddenly took a few steps. As Zhen Yuan moved brittlely, a series of shattering sounds like moans came from under his feet. For the time being, he could move his body quickly, and he didn't have to worry about falling.

Finally, he caught the fat man as he wished

"Bang" The close forces were connected, and the impact of the true energy released huge energy. The sound of broken ice was heard one after another, the fat man was like a kite with a broken string, constantly spinning on the ice surface, crashing into the distance.

Although Zheng Tu succeeded, the time was rushed. And the first time was to test, the real energy he called was limited, and it was almost like throwing a stone to ask for directions.

Therefore, the fat man was almost not injured, but he lost his center of gravity and was inevitably covered in dust and was inevitably bound to hit the wall according to the current route. God knows how thick the Zheng family will make the wall of the treasure room. One thing is certain. The fat man must stick it on like dough, don't expect to break through the wall and come out.

It was so embarrassing to put it on. Wang Hao didn't care about so much. Suddenly, he saw the brackets on both sides and grabbed them without thinking.

There are many brackets in the treasure room, which are used to display treasures. Wang Hao initially thought they were in trouble, but now they have become life-saving straws.

The strong inertia pulled the bracket down, and some treasure fell down and smashed it on the spot.

The crisp sound of "Crash" makes people feel trembling

After all, it was from a magic weapon. It was not so fragile at first, but under the influence of extreme cold, it became even more crisper than porcelain. Wang Hao wrinkled hard, as if he felt sorry for him.

"You, you" Zheng Tu has long lived up to his ease at the beginning. Now he is so angry that he is standing upright. He agreed to compete and smash things. You know, the treasure room has collected all the treasures of the Zheng family. Any one of them is priceless and has been collected by the Zheng family with great effort. Moreover, Zheng Tu was originally a treasure lover. Even if he didn't love them before, he was cultivated after staying in the treasure room for a hundred years.

Even if Zheng Tu doesn't feel sorry for her, her treasure was destroyed, and she is still blind as a guard. She said three words in a row, but she couldn't think of what to say. Yes, it's a life-and-death battle. Do you still have to be careful and not to touch your baby?

"As the saying goes, diligent and hard work are useless." The fat man still knew how to reflect on himself. He took a few big steps in a mess to barely stabilize the momentum of rushing forward. The ground was covered with fragments that were sharper than razors. In order to avoid them, the fat man had to tiptoe. Inadvertently, his feet slipped again and hurriedly grabbed the side. Without any surprise, there was another shattering sound of shattering sound in the array.

"I didn't mean it." Wang Hao couldn't help but explain. Thinking about it, he thought it was funny. He took his life. So what if he did it on purpose? So what if he smashed all the treasures?

However, even if he explained, the others refused to believe it. Zheng Tu's face was straight, and stood at the door and roared: "Stop talking nonsense, come here to decide the outcome. I will definitely convince you today."

Isn’t the fat man afraid of him? You just call him over and go over. Does he have any face? He also stood among a lot of magic weapons and responded: “I can’t go there, if you have the ability, come here.”

Zheng Tu took a half step forward, then retreated and took action at that place. Not to mention the outcome, the collision of true energy is inevitable.

There are only a few treasures left in the Zheng family

"I am shameless and want to win by relying on my real ability. I rely on my treasure-hiding place. I can't let go of my hands and win without any force."

He dared to be stubborn, but the fat man refused to take this trick. "I have never been glorious. Have you waited for the reinforcements again? If it were one-on-one, I would have thrown you over."

"Hmph, if you weren't cheating, you wouldn't be able to get through my hands with your true skills." Zheng Tu was so bored that he had nowhere to vent, but he wouldn't scold others, so he was suffering a lot.

"You understand Mao, this is called tactics. If you are not as good as others, don't look for objective reasons. Constipation is strange pit." The old and young man were stubborn and the other was afraid of the mouse, and actually started a war of verbal war.

But no one was willing to take a step forward, the situation became a bit funny, time passed, and footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, with at least a dozen people looking like

Ordinary disciples dare not approach the treasure room at all. Without asking, they knew that it was the reinforcements they moved. However, in the fat man's eyes, there was no slight uneasiness, only the joy of the winner. "Hey, I won't know what your name is after a long time of fighting? Maybe we can become friends in the future?"

Logically speaking, Zheng Tu should be happy when the team arrived, but there was no trace of joy on his face and said coldly: "What's the point of telling the name of the person who is about to die? Boy, I don't know if you have been brave enough to come to the Zheng family to steal treasures. If we meet somewhere else, maybe we can really become friends, but I'd better tell you, my name is Zheng Tu."

Whether it is Xuanmen or the family of cultivation, they are all peaceful. Everyone is a cultivator. When they meet, they are far better than the secular relationship between fellow villagers. The rise of a few words and making friends is normal. However, Wang Hao is a thief, and his life is not long. Unfortunately, it is a pity that Zheng Tu thinks so.

"Haha, just relying on the Zheng family's materials, I want to save my life. My self-confidence is not ordinary. My name is not convenient to say now. I will definitely come to you if I have the chance in the future. You, my friend, have made a decision."

Sometimes the favor is just a strange feeling. Although the two have been fighting each other for life and death, Wang Hao never thought of killing him, and Zheng Tu is outrageous. At this moment, he actually hopes that a miracle will appear and that the fat man can escape.

There was not much time, Zheng Tu seized the time and said, "Dongzi, don't say that I didn't remind you that they would not negotiate terms with you, kill you, and then leave the starry sand. This is what they want to do. You have just practiced the Nascent Soul Stage. Although it is not yet a climate, it would be a pity that you died in the middle. You have no chance of winning later. Take the opportunity to run away. I won't attack you."
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