Chapter 1011: The phantom formation envelopes the battleship

Style: Fantasy Author: Tiangang OverlordWords: 2090Update Time: 24/01/13 08:04:42
"Quick, twenty thousand!" The battleship shook again, and the God Emperor ordered urgently.

Huo Po had no choice but to throw another stored magic weapon out of the ship.

Twenty thousand divine stones spread out over a large area in the void, and the chest-piercing monster appeared again, feasting on the divine stones again.

Without anyone else's instructions, Yuan Yi controlled the battleship to accelerate immediately, roaring towards the depths of the starry sky.

"Zhou Yang, what kind of monster is this chest-piercing evil cultivator?" The God Emperor finally had the opportunity to ask.

"Oh, Your Majesty, according to the classics, the evil cultivator of Chest Piercer also originated from the Age of All Spirits. He is very afraid of the extreme wind and can only live in a gravityless space, which is the current starry sky."

"Without Ji Kong Gangfeng, the source of divine power is lost. The evil cultivator of Guanxiong can only look for divine stone veins or similar divine stone veins everywhere, and make a living by absorbing the energy of these ores."

"If the mineral vein cannot be found for a long time, the hole in the chest of this evil cultivator will become larger and larger, and eventually the entire body will be swallowed up, and it will die."

"This monster is not bloodthirsty, especially towards humans, but it is good at space arts and can even easily banish people or objects into the turbulence of the void. However, as long as there is a divine stone or similar ore, this monster will be satisfied. "

Zhou Yang explained in detail.

Of course, all of the above were taught to him by Mu Zifeng.

"So, there must be divine stone veins in this space?" Huo Po heard this and his eyes shone.

Although they have many divine stones, they cannot withstand long-term consumption. It would be great if they could be replenished in the stars.

"That should be the case." Zhou Yang nodded.

"Hmph, the place where the divine stone veins are located must be occupied by an eighth-level demon king." Yuan Yi snorted coldly.

"This..." Huo Po was speechless.

Zhou Yang's face also fell.

"You are lucky to meet such a gentle evil cultivator. However, you will not be lucky all the time in the future journey." Mu Zifeng gloated again.

"Gentle?" Zhou Yang smiled bitterly.

He sighed again and said: "This junior also understands that there are too few such harmless evil cultivators, and they will be extremely dangerous in the future. By the way, do you have any good ideas?"

"My old man said that I will never help you again." Mu Zifeng turned his head away.

"Senior, if this junior dies, you will also..." Zhou Yang threatened.

"Boy, my old man is not scared!" Mu Zifeng was extremely disdainful.

"Senior, please be careful. If you encounter a powerful eighth-level demon king or an evil cultivator in the realm of God Control, your life will be at risk!"

Zhou Yang saw that the threat was not enough, so he played the tragedy card.

"He is right. In this vast starry sky, let alone the eighth-level demon king, it is still unknown whether he will meet the ninth-level demon king." Chi Lingzi's figure also appeared.

"You two are really troublesome! Let's do this, old guy. You and I are about 30% off with the Red God Sword Body. How about this? Isn't this too much to ask?" Mu Zifeng rolled his eyes and looked at Chi Lingzi.

"No problem." Chi Lingzi readily agreed.

"No problem?" Mu Zifeng looked at Chi Lingzi doubtfully, not quite believing that he agreed so readily.

"It doesn't matter, it's okay if I leave it all to you." Chi Lingzi waved his hand.

"Hmph, that sounds nice, who are you lying to?" Mu Zifeng didn't believe it even more.

"Damn duck, oh no, Lao Mu, Lao Mu. Lao Mu, I will leave the important task of returning the Red God Sword to its peak in the future to you. I hope you will not let down the reputation of the Red God!"

Chi Lingzi put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky with a tragic look.

"I said, old guy, what's wrong with you? Are you sick, or are you still not going to live long?" Mu Zifeng became more and more puzzled.

"Don't ask. From now on, Chi Shen will be handed over to me." Chi Lingzi's attitude was very firm.

"You... forget it, I'll help him, I'll help him. Is that what you use?"

Mu Zifeng's little eyes rolled over and over again. He really couldn't guess what Chi Lingzi was going to do, so he said impatiently.

Zhou Yang was also puzzled by Chi Lingzi's abnormality, but he couldn't ask any more questions, so he turned to Mu Zifeng and said, "Senior, how can you help me?"

"Hmph, have you forgotten what I do?" Mu Zifeng snorted coldly.

"You, you are the founder of alchemy!" Zhou Yang was busy flattering.

Mu Zifeng rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "Can the elixir resist the eighth-level demon king?"

"Then you...oh, I understand, you have to help me with the formation method!" Zhou Yang suddenly realized.

"Hmph, boy, I really owe you in my previous life. So, you first tell that bullshit God Emperor..."

In order to avoid Chi Lingzi, Mu Zifeng changed to transmitting messages to Zhou Yang alone.

Chi Lingzi didn't react at all, as if he really wanted to let go of everything.

After a moment, Zhou Yang looked at the God Emperor and said: "Your Majesty, the starry sky is unpredictable and endless, and the eighth-level demon king or the evil cultivator of the God Control Realm are everywhere. It is extremely dangerous for us to travel all the way like this!"

"I don't know. What, you have a way?" The God Emperor smiled bitterly, and then glanced at Zhou Yang.

"There is a way, but I don't know if it will work."

"Oh? Come and listen." The God Emperor became interested.

"The general has mastered some formation methods. Perhaps he can use the phantom formation to cover the battleship, and he might be able to deceive the eighth-level demon king."

"Cover the entire battleship with a phantom formation?" He knew that Zhou Yang was a formation master, but he should not have reached the level of a grand master.

Can the illusory array set up by a mere formation master deceive the eighth-level demon king?

"Well, this requires the help of Senior Huo Po." Zhou Yang nodded and looked at Lord Huo Po again.

"Illusion formation? Please tell me the general idea first." Huo Po said.

"First of all, you have to refine a few god-level formations and flag arrays, and then the juniors will add a large amount of god-level materials to form a meteorite-like phantom array outside the battleship, which may be able to deceive the eighth-level demon king or the imperial guard. A foreign evil cultivator in the realm of gods.”

"You mean, after the phantom formation is formed, from the outside, the battleship will look like a giant meteorite?" Huo Po understood what Zhou Yang meant.

"Exactly." Zhou Yang nodded.

"What about the breath..." God Emperor asked.

"It should be no problem." Zhou Yang replied affirmatively.

"Well, it's up to you." The God Emperor nodded.

"Okay, this is the refining method. In addition, this is the main material needed for the formation flag formation plate. The other auxiliary materials and sacred stones must be available to the seniors."

After saying that, Zhou Yang presented a piece of jade slip and a storage bag to Huo Po Shenjun.

Huo Po took it without any delay and began to figure out how to refine the formation flag formation plate.

Only one day later, he began to build it.

"You truly deserve to be called the top master of weapon refining!" Zhou Yang gave a thumbs up.

Lord Huo Po Shen ignored him and continued to work hard.

Seven days later, the four sets of formation flag formation disks were refined, and the next steps were all left to Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang worked continuously for three days and three nights before finally completing the project.