Yin organ.
Corresponding to the hidden weapons in the secular world.
It represents those special magic weapons that are good at sneak attack and concealment, especially the "needle" shaped vaginal weapon is the most famous.
Although I don’t know where the vagina came from.
But judging from the death condition of the Zhao family monk, this Yin weapon is likely to have the effect of breaking the defensive shield.
Think about this.
With a stern look on his face, he turned over his hand and took out a diamond-shaped silver array disk.
The diamond-shaped formation disk exuded bursts of chill, like ice cubes, floating quietly above Zhao Yongqi's palm. With a thought in his mind, mana surged towards the formation disk.
Only three to five breaths of time.
With the formation disk as the center, the bone-piercing cold suddenly spread up and down in all directions, and the formation flags originally buried deep in the ground also echoed the formation disk.
moment.
Luo Bing's Divine Formation was activated, and the world was changed in an instant. A hundred feet in radius turned into a land of ice and snow, with countless wind knives and snow swords moving like fish in it.
That's when the formation started.
The crescent scimitar sacrificed by the monk named Yuan just flew within a hundred feet.
I saw that the speed of the crescent scimitar dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and layers of ice condensed on its transformed sword light. Its size also shrank rapidly, and finally it was only the size of a palm, and it flew staggeringly to Zhao's house. The monk was several feet away, and finally fell down reluctantly.
"Ah...what is this? It's so cold!"
"There's a trap, there's a trap, we've been ambushed!"
"This is the formation. Don't mess around. Look for the formation eye and flag position."
"I don't know where the formation flag is."
"..."
Many casual cultivators were enveloped by Luo Bing's Divine Formation. In their senses, they only felt an astonishing chill coming, as if they were teleported, and they were thrown into the white wind and snow world.
Wherever he looked, he could only see a distance of about ten feet.
The scenery further away was completely covered by wind and snow, and in the wind and snow from all directions, there were sneak attacks from wind knives and snow swords from time to time.
The power of the Wind Saber and Snow Sword is absolutely no less than that of a ninth-grade attack weapon.
And even if the Wind Saber Snow Sword is shattered, it will be useless. More Wind Saber Snow Swords will soon condense nearby!
Just a few moments.
Several monks were unlucky and were attacked by dozens of wind knives and snow swords at the same time, and died on the spot.
The bloody smell also began to spread in the wind and snow.
This makes the casual cultivators who are shrouded in the snow and unable to find a way out even more frightened!
...
the other side.
The monk surnamed Yuan had just used his crescent scimitar when he saw a snow-white spiritual curtain suddenly raised in front of him, covering the Zhao family monks and most of the casual cultivators, as well as his crescent scimitar, and he and the crescent moon were also shrouded. The connection with the sword became weaker and weaker, and soon the location of the Crescent Scimitar was completely lost.
"There's an ambush!"
The monk named Yuan was shocked and angry.
At the same time, I was a little lucky. Fortunately, I had just noticed something abnormal and let this group of casual cultivator cannon fodder explore the way. Otherwise, I would definitely fall into the formation in front of me.
Although I don’t know what the formation is.
But just looking at the momentum, it is estimated that even if he fell into it himself, he would shed his skin even if he did not die.
"Now how to do?"
Feng Banxi followed the monk named Yuan and luckily escaped. She asked with some fear.
This is the situation now.
The cautious casual cultivators around them had begun to retreat quietly. After all, they were here to fish in troubled waters. The water felt a bit deep now, and they didn't want to throw their lives away here.
"Don't panic, there are still some of us in the Zhao family."
The monk surnamed Yuan smiled coldly: "That man destroyed the Fiery Eight Square Formation, so we were able to attack Weishan so easily. If he doesn't want to be traced out later, he must be more anxious than us now."
"Let me try the quality of this formation first."
After saying that, the monk surnamed Yuan sacrificed another golden brick-shaped magic weapon and attacked the snow-white spiritual curtain not far away.
...
He's right.
Zhao Chongfeng was a little panicked now.
He had been in the Zhao family for so many years, but he didn't even know that the Zhao family had such a terrifying formation, and it was still arranged here in Weishan Palace. No wonder Zhao Yongqi immediately summoned his clan members to come here after the incident.
It turns out that I had already thought of a countermeasure.
Compared to Zhao Chongfeng's panic, the rest of the Zhao clan looked much more relaxed.
"I knew the patriarch must have a way."
"This group of casual cultivators want to attack our Zhao family. They are simply wishful thinking!"
"It's just a pity that Fu Sheng..."
"Hey...I will be buried in Zhongyi Temple later."
Listen to the words of the Zhao clan members around you.
Zhao Chongfeng is even more frustrated. He is now like a pawn crossing the river, advancing but never retreating!
If the Zhao family survives this disaster.
The investigation process will definitely be started, and the destruction of the formation flag will be discovered soon, and he, Zhao Chongfeng, is the biggest suspect.
"We can't sit still and wait for death."
Zhao Chongfeng looked at the formation plate on Zhao Yongqi's left hand, his eyes shining with strange light.
He moved lightly and quietly approached Zhao Yongqi, stopping only when he reached a distance of about ten feet.
It's very close now.
If you get closer, you will be easily noticed by Zhao Yongwen.
"Damn it!"
Looking at Zhao Yongwen who was always following Zhao Yongqi, Zhao Chongfeng felt angry for no reason.
He noticed that Zhao Yongqi was concentrating on controlling the array.
No more hesitation immediately.
"As long as we seize the formation plate and kidnap the little clan leader, we will have a way out."
With this thought.
A green light flashed on Zhao Chongfeng's legs, and a miniature magic sword the size of a palm slipped from his sleeve.
He took one step forward...
He's right.
Zhao Chongfeng was a little panicked now.
He had been in the Zhao family for so many years, but he didn't even know that the Zhao family had such a terrifying formation, and it was still arranged here in Weishan Palace. No wonder Zhao Yongqi immediately summoned his clan members to come here after the incident.
It turns out that I had already thought of a countermeasure.
Compared to Zhao Chongfeng's panic, the rest of the Zhao clan looked much more relaxed.
"I knew the patriarch must have a way."
"This group of casual cultivators want to attack our Zhao family. They are simply wishful thinking!"
"It's just a pity that Fu Sheng..."
"Hey...I will be buried in Zhongyi Temple later."
Listen to the words of the Zhao clan members around you.
Zhao Chongfeng is even more frustrated. He is now like a pawn crossing the river, advancing but never retreating!
If the Zhao family survives this disaster.
The investigation process will definitely be started, and the destruction of the formation flag will be discovered soon, and he, Zhao Chongfeng, is the biggest suspect.
"We can't sit still and wait for death."
Zhao Chongfeng looked at the formation plate on Zhao Yongqi's left hand, his eyes shining with strange light.
He moved lightly and quietly approached Zhao Yongqi, stopping only when he reached a distance of about ten feet.
It's very close now.
If you get closer, you will be easily noticed by Zhao Yongwen.
"Damn it!"
Looking at Zhao Yongwen who was always following Zhao Yongqi, Zhao Chongfeng felt angry for no reason.
He noticed that Zhao Yongqi was concentrating on controlling the array.
No more hesitation immediately.
"As long as we seize the formation plate and kidnap the little clan leader, we will have a way out."
With this thought.
A green light flashed on Zhao Chongfeng's legs, and a miniature magic sword the size of a palm slipped from his sleeve.
He took one step forward...
