The Monk

Chapter 384 Ten Directions Formation

Qingliu couldn't think of a way, and looked desolate, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Take action, take action, you can't escape."

There are many masters in the world, but every one of them will feel helpless when facing an enemy with Zhang Wen. His strong fists always hit the empty space, and sometimes he even has no time to swing his fists. At this time, Qingliu feels that he has no time to swing his fists, and he feels aggrieved. very.

Fu Kong asked Zhang Weing: "How is the difference between their attack with spiritual power cannons and our attack with self-made spiritual power cannons? Isn't it the same that affects other people and innocent people?" Zhang Weing was asked and didn't know how to answer. Zhang Tianfang shouted: "If you take care of so much, you will die if you offend me."

A group of monks heard a few people talking. In order to close the relationship, the master of Longshen Valley explained in a low voice: "Young monk, don't worry, do you think four cannons can blast through such a large Bagua formation? Now you are just scaring them." The words have not yet been spoken. After falling, Izumoko shouted: "Attack." Four masters controlled spells to fire cannons. The four of them were extremely cultivated and controlled the cannon fire to hit the same point. After four cannons, an formation hole on the right side of the Qingmen was destroyed, revealing the green inside. Brick houses.

The master of Dragon God Valley said: "We can fight in from that place, but it's just a little troublesome."

The spiritual power cannon accumulates powerful spiritual power to attack the Bagua array. The entire array was originally red. After being attacked, the red light curtains overlapped and flowed, flowing like water towards the place where the spiritual power cannon attacked, competing with the external spiritual power. Fireworks burst out from the explosion, the light disappeared, a corner of the Bagua array was broken, and the entire array became invisible and colorless, as if nothing existed.

Izumoko said loudly: "The Qing Sect has stood firm in the Song Dynasty's cultivation world for thousands of years. Do we really want to destroy the founder's legacy for two disdainful disciples?" As he spoke, the masters behind him filled the spiritual power cannon with spiritual stones.

Zhang Tianfang muttered: "How can this be a cannon? It's clearly a shot of spiritual stones. If the cannon goes down, millions of spiritual stones will be gone?"

The master of Dragon God Valley smiled and said: "Most high-level monks know how to make spiritual power cannons, but few people make this thing. Firstly, it is not practical and cannot be used for killing people, and no one likes to blast other people's mountain gates for fun; secondly, it causes great damage, and then Even good materials can't withstand the huge spiritual bombardment. Our four cannons can be fired four more times at most. Each time consumes tens of millions of spiritual stones. In addition to the need for casting materials, it is indeed a huge expense. Ordinary cultivators simply cannot bear it. rise."

They were chatting in the back, and several people flew out of Qingmen Town, starting with two thin middle-aged people and Jin Wujinliu. Zhang Tianfang asked Fang Jian: "Who are those two thin guys?" Fang Jian guessed: "Maybe they are the other two elders of the Qing family."

After the two thin men came out, one of them said loudly: "All the fellow Taoists really want to make enemies of my Qingmen?" Zhang Tianfang sneered in a low voice: "Nonsense, the bomb has been blown up, what are you waiting for?"

Izumoko replied: "We don't want to make it difficult to clear the door. As long as we hand over those two people, we will leave immediately."

The thin man who spoke stared at Izumo and asked: "Dare I ask my friend's name, where did my master come from?"

Izumoko smiled and said: "Idle clouds and wild cranes are waiting for the end of the year. I am ashamed to talk about the sect. It is still the same old saying. You make friends and we leave." Qingmen asked him about his origins, which was threatening; Izumoko was simply more bachelor. Not only did he not tell you where he came from, he also told you that I am going to die soon. Don't scare me, and don't risk your life with me.

Waiting for the end of time is really scary, especially the destructive power of top Nascent Soul masters. If they don't want to do well, others won't want to do well either. The faces of the masters of the Qing sect have turned ugly, what should I do? Make friends? Still not paying? If you hand them over, your reputation will be ruined. If you don't, more people may die. It's a difficult choice.

Qingliu said helplessly: "Why do fellow Taoists go to such trouble to clear the door?"

Izumoko said: "It's just two low-level monks, what's the embarrassment? What's more, if I don't embarrass you, I just have trouble with myself. It's useless to talk more. Let's make friends." He whispered: "Let go." There were four rays of light again. The ball hit the Bagua array, passed over the heads of Qingliu and others, and hit the highest point of the array. As a result, the invisible and colorless magic circle changed again, with brilliant lights lingering and dancing, and a big hole was blown out of the Bagua array.

Izumoko said: "Next time, I won't bomb the magic circle. I will just go over it and bombard your mountain gate."

Qingliu's face was as heavy as water. He raised his hand and waved. Behind him, someone in Qingmen Town rang a four-tone bell. When the bell rang, various organs were opened. The Bagua array stood up and changed. Light beams shot straight into the sky and stopped at a thousand meters. Below, the light beam has two colors, black and white, piecing together a black and white yin-yang fish pattern in the sky. Powerful spiritual energy burst out from the two fish eyes of the Yin-Yang Fish, pouring down from top to bottom, and replenished it into the Bagua Formation. It was simply repaired in an instant, and the damaged areas were re-covered by spiritual power.

The old guy from Dragon God Valley nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the magic circle is good." Zhang Tianfang said angrily: "Where are you from?"

Izumoko and the others let the opponent fiddle with them. After the repairs were completed, they sighed and said, "Why do you have to fight so hard with us?" He turned back to look at the ten masters on his side and said softly: "Then let's blast."

Longshengu and other old guys who had been watching the excitement stepped forward, pointed at their foreheads, white light emerged from their foreheads, and lightly drew several strange patterns in the air, and then stepped back; others painted formations with blood on the ground, following the blood stains After placing several talismans, they retreated as well; the four masters of the spiritual cannon pushed the cannon into the formation and calmly looked at the people in the Qingmen.

The expressions of the three masters of the Qing sect, the six masters of the Qing sect, the six masters of the Jinwujin six, and the six masters of the twenty-four stars changed again, appearing to be frightened and shocked. Qingliu asked with a trembling voice: "You are willing to harm your own cultivation, why?"

The trick played by Izumoko and others is called the Ten Directions Formation, which can only be set up by ten masters with the same cultivation level at the expense of their own cultivation. It is a type of killing formation. Those who set up the formation can use the formation to kill unparalleled masters. For example, ten foundation-building monks set up a formation, and they can easily kill Nascent Soul monks in the formation; Izumoko and others are top-level Nascent Soul monks, and these masters set up a large formation in ten directions, and then guided the spiritual cannon to Released within the formation, its power can be imagined.

Izumoko smiled and said: "Let me ask you one last time, do you want to hand over someone or not?"

Qingliu hissed: "Why? How did the Qing sect offend you? Are you willing to harm your own cultivation? Why on earth?"

Izumo shook his head slightly: "It's just ten or twenty years of cultivation. Let's hand it over. Two lives will be exchanged for the entire Qingmen."

Today, Zhang Ai gained a lot of insights. After all, the hundreds of years of practice of top monks were not fake. He sighed: "The power of the spiritual power cannon and the ten-directional formation is so powerful." The old guy from Longshen Valley smiled and said: "What? Ah, it’s all just bluffing, it’s of no use. I’m going to hit you with a spiritual cannon, but you won’t be able to hide? There’s also the Ten Directions Formation, who’s stupid enough to enter your formation and fight with you?”

Zhang Weijing was right when he thought about it. The old guy from Longshen Valley continued: "The biggest use of the Ten Directions Formation is to increase the spell power of those who set it up. It is so high that it is unimaginable. It happens to be very effective against long-distance attack spells such as spiritual power cannons. You’ll know after a while.”