At night, Yang Zhuang felt a little depressed.
"I lost."
"And losing so much."
The senior brothers managed to hold on to their position and collapsed here.
"How about I teach you my method?" Lin Long was concerned.
The little fat man shook his head and said: "Yours is not suitable for him. He is suitable for learning fire control from me. If you can control it well, it will be very powerful."
"Look at how strong he is, why not train with me?"
When several people were arguing with each other, Lin Fan came over.
Yang Zhuang was originally introverted. At this time, he lowered his head and didn't say a word, looking very depressed.
"What's wrong?" Lin Fan asked.
"Lost."
"If you lose, just lose. It's not a big deal." Lin Fan said with a smile.
It was originally planned to give them some quota and let them help search for the cave together.
"But, I want to win." Yang Zhuang was a little unwilling.
"It would be embarrassing to lose," he said.
Lin Fan thought for a while and let the others go out.
"Then I will teach you how to practice, but it will be very painful and you may not be able to bear it," Lin Fan said.
The array body can carve a magic circle in the body.
The process of carving the magic circle was full of pain.
"I want to try." Yang Zhuang's eyes were determined.
Lin Fan was a little worried at first, but he finally laughed a few times.
Since Yang Zhuang wanted to try it, he let Yang Zhuang try it.
He sat down cross-legged, and his spiritual energy turned into threads, which had already penetrated Yang Zhuang's body.
There was no feeling of pain.
Even during the process of carving the magic circle, Lin Fan didn't feel anything special.
However, when the runes of a magic circle appeared, Yang Zhuang suddenly shouted.
The runes of the magic circle will be imprinted on his body!
At this time, the feeling came!
The endless pain made his body tremble and he screamed.
In the end, he passed out directly.
However, now that the carving of the magic circle has begun, Lin Fan has no intention of stopping.
What he wanted to portray was a second-grade killing formation. As long as he could successfully portray it, every move he made would be filled with the power of the formation, and it would be impossible to destroy it.
The process of carving the magic circle was so painful that even though he had passed out, Yang Zhuang still fell into endless nightmares.
"Let me die, let me die..."
Lin Fan could hear Yang Zhuang groaning in silence.
Other disciples could also hear it outside the door and felt a little numb.
However, Lin Fan did not stop.
"This is your choice, so you have to be patient. The road to becoming stronger is ultimately painful."
If you can become stronger without paying any price, then are there still weak people in this world?
Lin Fan's aura was like a carving knife, constantly carving into his body.
Just like that, one night passed.
At dawn the next day, Yang Zhuang woke up gritting his teeth, feeling that his body still felt a little sharp pain.
But compared to yesterday, it has been reduced a lot.
"It's your turn to feel the power of the magic circle." Lin Fan urged.
Yang Zhuang was a little excited.
Have you become stronger now?
He rushed forward to fight.
But, it's still difficult.
He fought very hard and lost several more times.
Lin Fan warned: "Carefully sense the power in your body. Those marks must be communicated by yourself."
Yang Zhuang sensed it during the battle.
"It's useless. Lack of strength means lack of strength. Without special skills, it's impossible to make up for the gap in cultivation!"
The monks in the blessed land were extremely proud.
To defeat Yang Zhuang and the others, there was no need to attack in groups.
As long as a monk at the peak of the foundation building stage can easily suppress Yang Zhuang.
But as soon as they finished speaking, their expressions had completely changed.
Because Yang Zhuang suddenly waved his hand, a pattern of a magic circle appeared in his hand, and then a huge sword came out of it, and the sword fell!
He almost cut the disciples of Blessed Land in half!
"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"
Those people were confused.
They thought Yang Zhuang had no special abilities.
Unexpectedly, this kid has always been pretending, and now he is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
"I*, this is too perverted!"
Several other disciples stuck their heads out, extremely depressed.
Because Yang Zhuang is really terrifying, he can actually create such a powerful sword light!
"This sword light is completely comparable to a full blow from a peak monk in the foundation building stage!"
Everyone was whispering and discussing the power of this sword light.
Although it is powerful, it is not that difficult for Yang Zhuang to use it.
"This...is this the breath of the magic circle?"
The sect leaders of those blessed lands also noticed something was wrong at this time.
This is the breath of the magic circle!
"How could you have the aura of the magic circle on you!"
They don't understand.
"Did you carve a magic circle into your body?"
After thinking about this possibility, they all felt overwhelmed.
Can a magic circle be carved into the body?
No, absolutely not.
It has become a consensus that the magic circle must be carved with spiritual jade.
If the magic circle is carved into flesh and blood, human flesh and blood will collapse.
However, there is a magic circle in Yang Zhuang's body!
"This should be the pinnacle of the second-grade killing formation. Killing the foundation-building stage is like slaughtering a dog!"
Those sect leaders were aware of the power of the magic circle.
"Could it be that his physique is the legendary one?" Someone wondered.
Legend has it that there is a constitution that can accommodate magic circles.
"This kind of physique is just a physique imagined by my old friend. It has never appeared before!" the Blessed Land Sect Master said.
"Array body?"
"It's the formation!"
Array body, this is the physique guessed by the emperor.
The great emperors speculated that such a physique existed, but it has never appeared for many years.
Now it's not easy for someone to appear, who is actually Lin Fan's apprentice?
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a formation body." Yang Zhuang felt a little numb.
The formation is the secret of their sect.
In fact, the five of them are the secrets of the sect. With such powerful physiques, if they are targeted by Dongtian and Holy Land, they will be in a lot of trouble.
The monks in the blessed land naturally knew the importance of the formation, and they all blocked their mouths and did not dare to say more.
When it comes to this legendary physique, there may be chaos!
"Do you still want to fight?" Yang Zhuang looked much more relaxed.
With the magic circle, he can easily kill the monks at the peak of the foundation building stage!
If the magic circle is completely released, hundreds of thousands of swords will fall, and everyone who fights with him will die!
He finally understood why Lin Fan said that his physique was not weaker than anyone else's.
"Not coming, not coming!"
The sect leaders all shook their heads.
Can't fight anymore.
In previous battles, they had to stop at the last moment. Now that the killing array appears, and if they let their disciples go up, they will die!
"We have these few quotas, which is enough." They felt satisfied.
Those who watched also calmed down their mood.
This time, when I came here, I could actually watch Lin Fan suppressing the Twenty-Eight Blessed Lands.
God.
Oh my god!
"After our Great Qin rises, no one can invade our Great Qin again!"
