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"Sky Light Locking Spirit Array?"
Han Changlin's face was a little gloomy. His research on formations can be said to be very superficial. It's not that Han Changlin is not interested in formations. On the contrary, he has always felt that the way of formations is broad and profound. If he can study it to the extreme, it will definitely have a great impact on himself. of assistance.
But it is precisely because of the four words "broad and profound" that the art of formation is easy to learn but difficult to master. Moreover, to truly study the art of formation to the point of mastery, it not only requires a lot of time, but also requires some talent.
Of course, if you have a lot of time, you can make up for the lack of talent to some extent.
It's not like Han Changlin has never thought about studying the art of formations, but on the one hand, he doesn't have any classics on formations. On the other hand, he doesn't have enough time to practice, so naturally he won't devote more time to it. Focus on the formation.
But this also made Han Changlin feel very guilty when encountering formations, because some powerful formations were difficult to break with brute force alone.
And the formations are usually interconnected, and they are well versed in the ways of the five elements of heaven and earth. Once they start to operate, they are almost endless, repeating the cycle without ending.
Under such circumstances, no matter how much Qi Yuan Dan you have to replenish your mana, you will still be consumed to death. This is the terrifying thing about the formation.
Hearing the words "Sky Light Locking Spirit Array", Kuang Hantian and Chi Yunyun also looked at each other, showing expressions of helplessness.
"What should we do? We have never studied formations."
Chi Yunyun blinked her big eyes and said.
"Yes, in the way of formations, generally only those cultivators at the Golden Core stage or above will spend a lot of time studying formations because their realm cannot be improved and they are bored when they have free time, or the improvement of their realm is not a problem at all. In order to improve one's own combat power, one will delve into the art of formation."
"We, the foundation-building monks, can advance to the golden elixir before we die. Time is tight. How can we have time to study formations?"
Kuang Hantian and Chi Yunyun were all helpless. Of course, Han Changlin was not much better. At this time, Han Changlin noticed that Mu Qingxue was standing in front of those beams of light, looking around carefully.
Moreover, his right hand was still pinching and moving, as if he was calculating something.
After a while, Mu Qingxue pointed out from afar, a dark green spiritual light, shrouded in several beams of light, at a point on the right side.
Suddenly, the light that originally shone into the crack suddenly split into dozens of beams of light, shaking around. After shaking for a while, they disappeared one after another, and the original few beams of light appeared again.
"You must follow my footsteps and make no mistakes, otherwise you will be trapped in the formation. Even if I want to break the formation, it will take me half a day."
Mu Qingxue's eyes flashed with confidence.
In just a moment, she had figured out the entry and exit methods of this formation, which really surprised Han Changlin, and at the same time, he was secretly envious.
"This woman has good qualifications. Not only has her level not dropped at all, but she is also very proficient in formations that require a lot of time. Otherwise, it would be impossible to figure out the secrets of formations in such a short period of time."
Han Changlin was thinking in his mind and couldn't help but look at Mu Qingxue one more time.
Mu Qingxue took the lead and walked forward. The way he walked was also very strange. Basically, he took a few steps to the left and a few steps to the right. He seemed a little erratic, and sometimes even took a few steps back.
Han Changlin and the others knew how terrifying the formation was. For newcomers like them, once they fell into it, it would be extremely dangerous. Therefore, they stared at Mu Qingxue's feet and followed her pace. Not too bad to follow.
After walking like this for half an hour, Han Changlin and others suddenly felt their eyes light up. When they adapted to the scene in front of them, they were surprised to find that they were already at the top of a mountain peak.
On the top of the peak, there are still pieces of pitch black rocks. These rocks are piled on top of the peak, and the peak is formed by a huge black rock that covers several miles.
In the center of the peak of the mountain, there is a pitch-black pool several feet in size, with pitch-black liquid rolling in it. In the center of the pool, stands a stone pillar, with a fist-sized crow shining on it. Light.
But around the pool, six and four people were fighting together, and the purple-haired young man was standing next to the pool, his eyes fixed on the black light on the stone pillar.
As if sensing the arrival of Han Changlin and others, the purple-haired young man suddenly turned around, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and a trace of gloom appeared on his handsome and slightly pale face.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Qian. I didn't expect you to come here. Follow us quickly and kill this devil together so that we can seize this innate evil stone."
The leader of the six men who were fighting with the four subordinates of the purple-haired young man, a man in his forties, looked at Mu Qingxue, his face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and he spoke.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Qian and Fellow Daoist Feng. I didn't expect you to come back so quickly. In this case, it's best. This devil has long been planning to seize this innate evil stone. Once he is captured, If he gets it, the strength of the Canglang Prairie clan will be greatly enhanced, and then our Liang Kingdom will face the danger of annihilation."
Another old man looked at Han Changlin and said loudly.
"Innate Demonic Stone?"
Han Changlin glanced at the black light on the stone pillar in the middle of the pool. It seemed that it was the so-called innate evil stone, and with the word "innate" added to it, could it really be an innate spiritual material?
Han Changlin took a deep look at the black light, and then looked at Mu Qingxue, but Mu Qingxue never glanced at the black light from beginning to end. On the contrary, Kuang Hantian looked at the black light with a greedy look in his eyes.
Chi Yunyun and Han Changlin glanced at the black light in surprise, then turned to look at the ten people who were fighting.
"We will ignore the rest later and use all our strength to kill the purple-haired young man."
Mu Qingxue's voice rang in the ears of Han Changlin and the other four.
"really."
Han Changlin understood that the target of their mission was indeed the purple-haired young man, but Han Changlin did not understand why they wanted to kill this man at all costs.
In contrast, should the monks from Liang who invaded Zhao be the ones to be killed? Han Changlin was a little puzzled.
But now that Mu Qingxue has given the final order, they will kill the purple-haired young man no matter what.
"ah..."
Suddenly a shrill scream came.
A monk from the Liang Kingdom who was originally fighting with the four subordinates of the purple-haired young man couldn't help but show excitement when a primary spiritual weapon in the hand of the envoy cut off the arm of one of the gray-robed men at shoulder level. .
But before he could continue to control the spiritual weapon and kill this man, a black light shot out from the severed arm of the gray-robed man and shot straight into the chest of the Liangguo monk. within.
The moment the black light passed through his chest, the expression on the Liang Kingdom monk's face suddenly froze, and then a faint black light flashed in his eyes.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Han Changlin exclaimed in his heart.
"You, Daoyou Zhang?"
Another Liangguo monk was naturally shocked when he saw his fellow Taoist being penetrated by black light, but he felt slightly relieved after seeing that he seemed to be fine.
Immediately afterwards, the man who was penetrated by the black light suddenly flashed a long sword with a faint green light in his hand, and pierced directly into the chest of his companion beside him, and the hand holding the sword hilt was still Swirl slightly.
Under the agitation of the sword energy, the Liang Kingdom monk was killed on the spot, and even his soul was twisted into broken spiritual light by the sword energy. He did not die in the hands of the four gray-robed men, but died in the hands of his own people. Not to mention a bit sad.
Seeing this scene, the remaining four people's expressions changed greatly, and they used their magic weapons to repel the four gray-robed men, and then hurriedly distanced themselves.
"This is the evil light magic technique of the Canglang Prairie clan. Please be careful not to be penetrated by the black shadow."
The forty-year-old man in the lead suddenly remembered something, exclaimed, and said loudly.
Hearing this, the purple-haired young man had an evil smile on his lips, but he did not take action. Instead, he stared coldly at Han Changlin and the other five.
Mu Qingxue seemed to have no intention of taking action, her eyes were cold as she stared at the purple-haired young man.
Han Changlin looked at the purple-haired young man and frowned slightly. For some reason, the purple-haired young man in front of him always gave him a feeling of déjà vu. Han Changlin was sure that this was definitely the first time he had seen the purple-haired young man in front of him, but for some reason , he always has a familiar feeling.
The purple-haired young man also had a faint sneer on his lips and glanced at Han Changlin, which made Han Changlin's familiar feeling even stronger.
This feeling was very strange. Although Han Changlin couldn't describe it, he could clearly feel it, which made him a little puzzled.
The forty-year-old man suddenly threw an egg-sized ball emitting a light cyan aura at the gray-robed man with a broken arm. However, the gray-robed man with the broken arm did not dodge. A large swath of black mist rushed toward the forty-year-old man.
The inner disciple of the Ancient Xuan Sect, who had been controlled by the man in gray robe through the Evil Light Demonic Art, also threw out the long sword, a spiritual weapon in his hand, and turned it into a thick sword light more than ten feet long, heading towards the forty-year-old man. Han shot away.
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