I have a clone in the world of monsters and beasts

Seeing that the black formation was broken, Sang Qing's expression changed.

He knew that this dilapidated Black Formation of the Holy Mountain would definitely not be able to stop the elites among the elites of the human race outside, but he did not expect that the other party would break through the formation so quickly.

No wonder Sangwu said before that it was easy to break the formation here, but it was not even remotely difficult to penetrate and control it.

He immediately prepared to directly self-destruct the formation here, thus creating the final obstacle to the few human monks.

"drink!"

With a low cry, he took out the black beast piece. When his body suddenly swelled, a black mist poured out of his body and poured into the beast piece.

For a moment, the black beast piece immediately made a "click" sound.

But at this moment, a surge of yellow sand came towards us.

The sand seemed ordinary, but it was not. Not only was every grain of sand extremely strong and sharp, like tiny blades, but the yellow sand was also filled with a thick aura of death.

It seemed that at any time and at any time, corpses that had been corroded to the point where only white bones were left could crawl out of the diffuse wind and sand.

This is the sand of Huangquan!

Even the Nascent Soul cultivator dare not touch it clearly.

And in this yellow sand, the old monster Huang Sha had a charming smile on his handsome face, and with a low smile, he walked towards Sang Qing.

Seeing this situation, Sang Qing hesitated briefly, his eyes narrowed, and he secretly shouted in his heart:

'burst! '

boom! !

In an instant, the already broken black array erupted into its final wail, with a loud explosion and billowing black mist sweeping away, carrying a huge impact.

Sensing the strange movement in the formation, Yun He guessed the opponent's purpose and had already warned him.

"careful!"

Except for the old monster Huangsha, the other people were ready to give way.

"Ok?"

suddenly.

Yun He's glimmering eyes seemed to have discovered something, and he raised his hand to grab into the spreading black mist.

Following the pull of his magic power, several broken black pieces the size of fingernails flew out of the black mist, with a texture like the carapace of an abyssal beast.

However, because of his actions, he could no longer avoid the impact of the formation's self-destruction.

Yun He is somewhat certain about this.

But before he could use the "Demon Qing Armor" to resist, the Purple-clothed True Monarch flashed in front of him.

Holding the sword in one hand, he blocked Yun He in front of him with the other. His beautiful eyes were solemn, and while leading him back, he swung the sword out.

The sharp sword energy seemed to be dividing the world, colliding with the black mist.

boom! !

"Thank you."

After the shock dissipated, Yun He spoke sincerely.

Ziyi Zhenjun shook his head. Since she had previously said that Yun He could break the formation with confidence and leave the safety issues to her, then she would naturally be responsible to the end.

However, the impact of the formation's self-destruction was indeed impressive. She calmed down after adjusting her breath for a while, looked at Yun He and asked:

"What did Fellow Daoist Yun discover?"

Yun He didn't answer immediately and looked down at the black fragments in his hand.

He recognized it at a glance. The crutches of the Yuan tribe's priests would all have similar black flakes hanging on them. The higher the status of the priest, the more black flakes on the crutches. It must be something more important.

He scanned the black fragments with his consciousness and soon discovered the clues.

He said slowly: "This should be the formation weapon of the Yuan Clan."

"Array device?"

The Purple-clothed True Monarch was stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped asking any more questions.

She is not a formation master, so she naturally doesn't understand anything about formations.

But Yun He, who was playing with these black fragments, showed a thoughtful expression.

'Black formation? Is it a formation unique to the Yuan tribe? There is a bit of a secret in this. '

Regardless of whether it is the formation of the Yuan clan or the formation of the human monks, in fact, it never changes from its sect, and in the end it always ends up in the same way. With his level of formation, coupled with the formation patterns he saw when he broke the formation before, it is natural that it is To have some enlightenment or to have some understanding.

"Fellow Daoist Ziyi, Friend Daoist Yun, how are you doing?"

Taoist Fushan and layman Youlan flew over and interrupted Yunhe's thoughts.

He looked up.

Only then did Yun He realize that with the destruction of the black formation, they were now surrounded by a thick black mist. The surrounding visibility was extremely low. Even if they were several meters apart, it was difficult for them as Nascent Soul cultivators to see clearly. thing.

More importantly, their spiritual consciousness was also suppressed by this black mist, and the coverage of their spiritual consciousness was greatly reduced.

"Black Abyss Fog?"

Isn't this black mist the same as the black abyss mist that diffuses from the black abyss?

"Indeed." Taoist Fushan nodded solemnly, "I think this is one of the reasons why the Yuan clan and our human clan are able to 'swing their horses' in this secret realm."

In such an environment, it is obviously a great advantage for the Yuan clan monks.

Although it stands to reason that the spiritual consciousness of Yuan tribe monks should also be suppressed by the black abyss fog, they have been accustomed to the black abyss fog for many years and are much stronger than Yun He and others.

It is precisely because of the environment of the Black Abyss that most Abyss monks have much stronger spiritual consciousness than human monks.

"No matter what, we still have to go in and find out." Ziyi Zhenjun said calmly.

"Where is Fellow Taoist Huangsha?" Master Youlan discovered that the old monster Huangsha was not here.

"Going after the Yuan clan monk who presided over the formation." Yun He said without changing his expression.

Taoist Fushan frowned.

Under such an environment, it is obviously very disadvantageous for them to act alone.

However, Master Youlan said: "There is only one Yuan clan monk in charge of the formation. I think with the cultivation and magical power of fellow Taoist Huangsha, I should be able to protect myself even if I lose."

The implication is that they don't need to wait here or spend time looking for it. They have more important things to do now.

Taoist Fushan's eyes flashed, and he nodded and said: "That's alright. With the magical power of Taoist friend Huangsha, it is indeed not easy to find someone in the black abyss mist. I don't know those Yuan clan monks. No matter how long they entered here before us, no matter what their purpose is, they cannot succeed."

No one objected.

In fact, based on the situation just now, the old monster Huangsha could have retreated to join Yunhe and the others, but since he chose to pursue, he naturally had his own confidence and certainty, or his own purpose.

Although I don’t know the specific situation here, it is always right to go to and from the center.

The four of them, Yun He and others, set up escape skills and headed toward the central area slowly and close to the ground.

"Let them all out as much as they are still alive."

The five Lingya people were currently in an ancient and huge but rough-looking hall. He stood in front of a stone wall as dark as ink and said hoarsely.

"After so many years, I guess there won't be many left."

Sangwu said something, but he didn't go against Lingya's intention.

He walked forward, pressed one hand on the wall, and shook the crutch in his hand with the other. He closed his eyes and murmured some obscure words. With the sound of "bang bang bang", his Strange ripples appeared on his body.