Zhang Changkong, who was recovering his mana underground, felt a message composed of a string of mana runes entering the formation.
After Zhang Changkong received the information, he thought for a while and then left the ground.
"Beast Control Mage, I wonder what the situation is now?"
Master Jueqing asked straight to the point.
"It's nothing. My formation tends to trap people. If I want to kill the Wind Wolf Clan King, I have to take action myself. Now, when my mana recovers, I will attack the Wind Wolf Clan King inside again." , Zhang Changkong hovered a hundred meters away from the four Master Jueqing.
"By the way, I don't know how many kings you have trapped with your formation. Do we need to take action?"
The ruthless mage asked.
Zhang Changkong glanced at him and said, "Forty-three kings were trapped."
Zhang Changkong did not say that eleven of the kings had been killed by him.
"As for helping, just watch from outside the formation. If there is a Wind Wolf Clan who breaks the formation, stop him." Zhang Changkong said. He did not invite a few people to enter the formation to deal with the Wind Wolf Clan kings. In the eyes of Zhang Changkong, those kings are already meat on the chopping block. The longer time passes, the weaker they become. In the future, it may not take the God of the Earth to kill them.
Zhang Changkong couldn't seize the things that the Wind Wolf clan put in the storage devices, because even if he was given the storage devices, he couldn't open them, just like the talismans of immortal cultivators, basically only cultivators can open them. Zhang Changkong even threatened None of them can do it. After all, there is a language barrier. As for mental communication, it is impossible. The spirit fluctuates countless times in an instant. Mental fluctuations are more complex and changeable than neurons. Zhang Changkong cannot read other people anyway. Whatever he wanted to express with mental fluctuations, he himself would not use mental fluctuations to convey information. As for divine sound transmission, that was two different things. Divine sound transmission was almost like a simple spell.
"Forty-three King Ranks!"
Xia Ying exclaimed, "The number of Wind Wolf Clan kings we saw in Sanheng Mountain is only forty-seven. I just saw the four Wind Wolf Clan kings and was still thinking about why they were alone, but I don’t know that the remaining kings of the Wind Wolf clan are trapped by you, the beast control mage.”
Xia Ying wanted to say something, but when she saw Lu Wushuang giving her a vague look, she didn't know what she thought of, so she stopped talking.
"Very good. The Wind Wolf Clan has always offended our Seven Star Sect because they have so many king-level warriors. If they can be severely damaged this time, the crisis in Sanheng Mountain will be solved." Jueqing Mage smiled. He was even more satisfied that Zhang Changkong only allowed They were supporting them outside. To be honest, if Zhang Changkong asked them to enter the formation, they might not obey. After all, Zhang Changkong didn't spend much time with them. Moreover, although he didn't have a bad reputation in the Seven Star Sect, he didn't have much good reputation either. Not to mention the reputation, not to mention that Master Blood Tree is said to have conflicts with Zhang Changkong. Master Jueqing is still more inclined to Master Blood Tree. After all, they have been fighting enemies together for more than a hundred years.
Zhang Changkong ignored Master Jueqing's words. He only cared about the sentence "The number of kings of the Wind Wolf Clan is forty-seven." There was already a black-robed man with an ancestral weapon in his formation. Most of the Wind Wolf Clan kings in Sanheng Mountain All the steps have entered the formation, and the other two ancestral weapons are very likely among them.
"The enemy is at hand, so I won't talk to you any more," Zhang Changkong said, without caring about these four people, he hurriedly rushed towards the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation".
As soon as Zhang Changkong entered the formation and passed through the formation, he felt the man in black robe move.
He unfolded his spiritual consciousness, and with his attainments in formations, he would naturally not be disturbed by the formations.
I saw that the man in black robe unfolded the square scarf and wrapped it around him. Instead of expanding, it continued to shrink, and finally shrank into a ball of cloth the size of a fist.
"Ever since the scarf became bigger, I guessed that the main ability of this treasure should be space or defense. I didn't expect it to be a space treasure." Zhang Changkong's spiritual consciousness sensed that the cloth ball easily broke through the quicksand walls. He couldn't help but sneer. He kept some mana just to prevent accidents. After recovering from the elixir, his mana had exceeded 150. At this moment, it was enough for him to use the God of the Earth to issue "God's Hand Crush" twice.
"You still want to run away, I'll show you what despair is." Zhang Changkong thought, and five magic weapons appeared one after another, and in the blink of an eye they were reassembled into the God of the Earth.
Outside the formation.
The four Jueqing mages felt the aura of destruction exuding from the formation, and couldn't help but look stern.
"Here we go again, what is this? Are our mages' magic weapons really so different?"
Jin Kun couldn't help but ask Master Jueqing. Jin Kun started out halfway. He had no sect training when he was young and was just like a wild child. He hadn't spent much time on miscellaneous knowledge in recent years. His knowledge of cultivating immortals was comparable to that of other mages. Comparatively weak.
Master Jueqing thought for a while and said: "You also know that although most of us cultivators have only one magic weapon, there are always some exceptions. Just like the black magician in Guiyuan now, he has three magic weapons. A magical weapon is something we can't compare to. Now it seems that the beast control mage is not simple either. He definitely has more than one magical weapon."
Lu Wushuang and Xia Ying also looked serious.
The four of them were speechless for a while.
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After Zhang Changkong entered the God of Earth, he had to take action against the ball that was about to leave the formation.
Suddenly, the formation surged.
A huge stone slab suddenly appeared in the air. This stone slab looked like a square seal, but this seal was more than three thousand meters long on a side.
"Another ancestral artifact. This is a treasure that contains the power of gravity." Zhang Changkong couldn't help but paused. This seal treasure interfered too much with the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation". The gravity field inside was being destroyed. The seal is offset by gravitational potential energy.
But the hesitation was only for a moment. Zhang Changkong quickly adjusted the God of the Earth and decided to take action on the seal.
However, when the seal blocked the sky and the sun, a dark iron rod that looked like a spear stood up in the formation. This spear was two to three hundred meters in diameter, but its length was more than ten thousand meters. When the spear appeared, it paused for a moment, then slowly He fell to the ground. When he fell, the spear rubbed against the air and even the yellow sand in the formation, creating wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
"Three ancestral weapons," Zhang Changkong flashed this thought, "No, the formation itself is seriously damaged, and it is a bit bad to limit three ancestral weapons at the same time."
Zhang Changkong instantly mobilized his formation and gave up suppressing the ball and spear, and the God of the Earth also moved accordingly.
The fist containing the shock of destruction directly hit the stone seal that was about to rise into the air.
"boom!"
There was a huge vibration, and the two huge mountains on both sides of the canyon seemed to shake.
Each formation in the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation" is full of cracks, and it feels like it is about to break.
