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What we encountered after that was exactly what the old ghost cultivator said. Only one of the ghost king's guards we met at several forks in the road appeared in the past. Then, the number of guards that appeared each time became two or three.
Although the canyon is not very wide, it is still ten or twenty feet wide.
Qin Fengming followed the instructions and took out the Liuyang Formation. Under the temptation of the old ghost cultivator, the two of them cooperated with each other to kill the guards who appeared. The speed was extremely fast.
But under this condition, the medium-grade spiritual stones in Qin Fengming's arms were consumed at a faster rate.
After turning a fork in the road, Qin Fengming finally experienced the power of the phantom formation for the first time.
Just when Qin Fengming followed the old ghost cultivator into the entrance of a canyon, he felt a lightness under his feet. Although there was still a canyon in front of him, Qin Fengming also knew that he had finally stepped into the illusion formation.
The old ghost cultivator also saw the opportunity quickly. Although he did not know the secret, he was very aware of the fact that he had entered the illusion array. Therefore, as soon as he entered the illusion array, he immediately reminded Qin Fengming and said: "My friend, quickly set up the magic array below. We will meet you soon." Attacking several ghosts"
With a wave of his hand, the six formation flags were fired at a distance of more than ten feet around him.
Just when Qin Fengming had just set up the magic circle, a loud roar suddenly came from the thick fog ahead. The rattling sound was extremely frightening. From the roar alone, Qin Fengming judged that there were at least eight ghosts.
Following the roar, the thick fog 20 feet ahead rolled violently, and eight figures quickly jumped out of the ghost mist. Without stopping at all, they swooped towards the old ghost cultivator standing in front of them.
Facing the existence of so many ghost kings in the middle stage, the old ghost cultivator had an extremely serious expression. He waved his hands rapidly, and jet-black sword energy shot out from his hands, immediately blocking the entire canyon a few feet in front of him.
"Little friend, activate the magic circle quickly. I will never be able to stop so many ghosts."
Just as the old ghost cultivator was shouting, a tall ghost had already broken through the old man's sword energy barrier. He quickly swung out his huge palm and dealt a blow to the old ghost cultivator.
The skinny old ghost cultivator followed the opponent's blow and flew straight towards where Qin Fengming was standing like a kite with a broken string.
"Senior, don't be alarmed. Junior is already prepared." Following Qin Fengming's words, eight tall ghosts appeared in front of Qin Fengming and ran towards Qin Fengming extremely fast.
Eight pairs of fierce palms swung towards Qin Fengming.
"Huhu~~~" Eight pairs of palms surged, hitting the body of the young monk who was standing still almost in no particular order at the same time.
But the expected scene of blood splattering did not appear. A vast plain covered with gravel appeared in front of eight ghostly ghosts. The young man who was standing before had disappeared.
The buzzing sound rose loudly, and the thick electric arc as thick as an arm shot down from the gray sky. The sound of "cracking ~ stinging" suddenly sounded, which was mixed with the sound of huge roars.
The scorching sun and cold light sword slashed and slashed in the six-yang array. The eight ghosts and ghosts, whose bodies were charred, were all killed by Qin Fengming in the array with just the use of candle incense.
Although these guards who appeared in the maze have reached the middle stage of ghost kings, their own magical powers are far from the real existence of middle ghost kings. Although they also have a certain degree of sanity, it is difficult to compare with human sanity in attack. Just by instinct
If a real ghost king exists in the middle stage and is trapped in the Liuyang Formation, with its own powerful secret techniques and magic weapons, it is definitely not something that Qin Fengming can kill in a short time. It is also very possible for him to eventually break out of the formation.
"Hahaha, my little friend's magic circle is very powerful. The eight ghosts that were so difficult to deal with were killed so easily by me. It seems that with this magic circle, I can successfully get through the maze at the end, which will give me a lot of hope."
Seeing that the eight ghost kings in the middle stage, who he was extremely afraid of, fell and died in the magic circle in front of him, the old ghost cultivator couldn't help but his face condensed, and he laughed.
Although the magic circle set by the young man in front of him is very powerful, the old ghost cultivator doesn't have much fear. As long as he doesn't accidentally fall into the magic circle, he doesn't have much fear from the young man in front of him.
Qin Fengming smiled slightly but did not answer. He waved to put away the Six Yang Formation. At the same time, he held a medium-grade spiritual stone in each hand and tried his best to restore his magic power.
As the eight ghosts disappeared, Qin Fengming felt the energy of the place around him ripple slightly, and he regained his composure.
"Okay, this illusory formation has been broken by the two of me. You and I quickly search for the path in order to escape from this maze as soon as possible."
As the two of them continued to go deeper, the number of guards they encountered also continued to increase. However, with the cooperation of Qin Fengming's Liuyang Formation and the old ghost cultivator, it seemed extremely easy to kill them.
Two days later, an even more eerie canyon appeared in front of them.
In the past two days, the two of them wandered around like headless flies in the canyons. The route they took was repeated several times. What reassured Qin Fengming was that no more guards appeared on the repeated route they took.
Looking at the dark canyon in front of him, the old ghost cultivator couldn't help but smile on his withered face. Although the smile still looked eerie to Qin Fengming, Qin Fengming also knew in his heart that this canyon should be the exit of this huge maze.
"Senior, can you escape from this maze by passing through the canyon in front of you?" Suddenly seeing the expression of the old ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming moved his hands slightly in the sleeves of his robe, and two stacks of talismans appeared in his hands. At the same time, he asked in a calm tone.
The old ghost cultivator in front of me is not a kind person. If he has any backup plans, it will be a dangerous situation to attack him violently.
"Haha, what you said is half right. I have indeed seen some introductions to this maze in previous books. When you reach the end of the maze, a strange situation will occur. As long as you encounter it, you will be not far from the exit.
But it is also said in the classics that the dangers in the so-called vision will be even greater. Only by passing the final hurdle can one successfully enter the teleportation array leading to the next hell."
Thinking back to the last situation he encountered in the First Hell, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.
If he hadn't taken the risk to use Xuantian Microstep, he would have been intercepted by several or even dozens of level nine fire beasts. At this thought, Qin Fengming's expression changed drastically.
"Senior, do you know what the danger is at the last hurdle?"
Looking at the dark canyon in front of him, the old ghost cultivator thought for a moment and then said in a calm tone: "The introduction in the books I have seen is extremely vague, and there is no clear explanation of the dangers involved."
After a short pause, the old man looked at Qin Fengming again, his eyes flashing with light, and said in a deep voice: "My little friend, I don't know how much of that extremely powerful attack talisman you used back then is still alive."
Suddenly hearing the old man's words, Qin Fengming's heart flashed with lightning, and he replied without much hesitation:
"To be honest, senior, the attack talisman is extremely precious. At that time, there were only a dozen of them that the junior got from the ancient cave. Only when it was extremely dangerous, the junior would sacrifice them. Even so, the junior now only has in his hand. There are only five left.”
