All Worlds Xpress System

Chapter 390 The Trapped Linglong Wind War

"If my guess is right, this is a formation." Nangong Mo said lightly. With his purple eyes, he could tell at a glance that this was a formation.

"Yes, this is the first formation to enter the Martial Immortal's Tomb, the Fascinating Formation. Entering the formation, it is easy to have hallucinations, but this seems to be of no use to you." Long Zaiyuan took out a token, and the token A dazzling white light bloomed, and the surrounding clouds and mists immediately dispersed, revealing a bluestone road.

Nangong Mo smiled and didn't care, this formation did not pose any threat to him at all.

The three continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, we came to a clearing.

There were bursts of glow in the clearing.

Nangong Mo didn't go to snatch it, disdain flashed in his eyes, these are just some low-level magic weapons, which can barely reach the level of immortal soldiers.

"These are magic weapons that fell when Linglong Fengzhan broke in, touched the formation, and was wounded by the power of the formation and me." Long Zaiyuan's tone was quite arrogant, look, Linglongfeng Immortal emperors with such titles as Zhan have been wounded by me.

"You are defeated." Nangong Mo said a word lightly.

He stretched out his hand and put all the magic weapons into the system space. These things were useless to him, but they could be used to increase the foundation of Tianxing Pavilion.

Long Zaiyuan did not refute, and sighed lightly, all the arrogance in his eyes disappeared. In front of Nangong Mo, it was really hard for him to be arrogant.

Even when facing Linglong Fengzhan, he would not feel this way, but he really did not dare to be proud of this mysterious demon clan in front of him, or in other words, his pride had already been stepped on by this person.

"That little friend outside, can you help me break through the formation?" A domineering voice sounded out of thin air.

"Huh?" Nangong Mo frowned.

"This is the voice of Linglong Fengzhan. He is trapped in this formation." Long Zaiyuan smiled bitterly. He didn't want to help Linglong Fengzhan untie the formation. He was wounded only with the help of formations. If Linglong Feng fought violently, this person in front of him might not be his opponent, but right now the decision is not in his hands at all.

"Linglong Wind War? Where is the formation?" Nangong Mo suddenly thought of Linglong Que's ring. Maybe now he has the opportunity to unlock the ring.

Long Zaiyuan took out a token, the token floated in the air, a purple light shot out, and a formation appeared not far from the open space.

"Linglong Wind War?" Nangong Mo said lightly.

"That's right, little friend, I'm Linglong Fengzhan. You just need to destroy the formation flag above, and I'll be able to go out. I'll be grateful when the time comes." In the formation, there was a black-clothed figure faintly. standing.

Nangong Mo's eyes were fixed on the command flag floating above the formation, and he smiled slightly, "If you help me untie something, I will rescue you."

"No, Linglong Fengzhan is extremely powerful. If you let him out, if you can't beat him, then..." Long Zaiyuan stopped him.

"You little dragon dare to stop me! Say one more word, believe it or not, I pulled your skin and cramped your tendons after I went out!" Linglong Fengzhan's furious voice came from the formation again.

"Hehe, Linglong Fengzhan, this dragon belongs to me now, if you touch him, I will lose face, that's all, you play here slowly, I'll go first." Nangong Mo turned around and raised his footsteps and walked forward Go, without a trace of sloppy.

Long Zaiyuan looked at Nangong Mo gratefully, and followed him holding Yu Luoxue's little hand.

"You little brat! I am Linglong Fengzhan, the overlord of the human race! How dare you not listen to me!" Linglong Fengzhan was also in a hurry. When ordinary human races heard his name, they would kneel down and call their ancestors, this little bastard Talking to him like that.

"Don't worry, I'm a demon clan!" Nangong Mo smiled back, the supreme monster aura erupted from his body, and a purple phoenix faintly flashed behind him.

At this moment, both Yu Luoxue and Long Zaiyuan wanted to kneel down. It seemed that the person standing in front of them was not Nangong Mo, but the natural demon king who led the demon clan to conquer all directions.

"You... When did such a powerful person appear in the Yaozu!" Linglong Fengzhan's voice was slightly worried, that such a powerful person appeared in the Yaozu, if a war started, who else in the human race could stop it?

"You don't need to worry about when someone like me will appear in the demon clan. Let's make a deal. You help me unlock something and I will help you unlock the formation." Nangong Mo said expressionlessly.

"What?" Linglong Fengzhan was not stupid, and he didn't agree. He knew that what Nangong Mo asked him to untie was definitely not low-level. If it was low-level, then Nangong Mo could not untie it by himself. He may not be able to untie it.

"Don't worry, you can untie it." A ring appeared in the palm of Nangong Mo's hand.

"This is... Linglong Jie! Linglong Clan! Monster, I want you to die!" Linglong Fengzhan suddenly became furious, bombarding the formation with extremely domineering attacks.

The domineering wave of energy spread, and Nangong Mo was caught off guard and was knocked back several steps, his face turned livid.

Long Zaiyuan and Yu Luoxue were overturned to the ground.

"Linglong Fengzhan, you are looking for death!" Nangong Mo's body was filled with purple flames, and the scorching flames burned the space.

The space here is not as stiff as the space in the Ruins Continent, and the space here is completely flammable.

Two purple fire dragons rushed out and revolved around the formation, the temperature suddenly rose, and the whole open space was like a furnace.

Long Zaiyuan looked at the formation with lingering fear, he knew that this person in front of him was going to torture Linglong Fengzhan, even Linglong Fengzhan couldn't ignore such a terrifying temperature.

"Let's go, don't you think it's hot?" Nangong Mo quickly walked forward.

"Wait." Long Zaiyuan shrank his pupils, and quickly threw the token in his hand, and the token burst into dazzling light in the air.

Nangong Mo raised his brows, feeling that something was wrong. He looked down and saw that a formation map was shrinking, and he actually stepped into the formation with half of his foot just now.

"Damn it, I was careless." Nangong Mo gritted his teeth secretly, forgetting to release his sword intent and use his Ziyan God Eye.

It's no wonder, who would have thought that someone had set up a formation in front, but just after taking a few steps, another formation was connected.

"This is the killing formation laid down by the Martial Ancestor. Even the titled Immortal Emperor can't stop this killing formation. This is also the last formation in the Wuxian Tomb, and the Wuxian Tomb is in front of it." Long Zaiyuan said, "I My mission is to guard the tomb of the Wuxian and prevent others from entering, and I have never entered the tomb of the Wuxian myself, so I don’t know what’s going on inside the tomb of the Wuxian.”

"Okay, let's go." Nangong Mo stepped forward.

Long Zaiyuan looked at Nangong Mo's figure with complicated eyes.

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