Wei Huai shouted loudly, gray beads rippled in the air, and a steady stream of terrifying power shot out, sweeping across the space.
Trees rose from the ground or broke at the waist, and even the white sky was stained with a layer of gray mist, as if a strong wind was sweeping through and the end was coming!
Although the grove is no longer there, the sky above is still blurry and unreal, and the surrounding area is white and ethereal.
The formation was not affected at all and was still intact. Runes appeared in the air one after another, out of reach and touch. Wei Huai had already fallen deeply into the formation!
"How can it be!"
Wei Huai finally lost his composure, a trace of panic appeared on his face, and all the strength of the Zeze Realm failed to shake the formation at all!
"Second Young Master of the Wei Family, are you coming to kill me?" Ling Han suddenly appeared out of thin air and walked towards Wei Huai step by step.
"It's you?"
Wei Huaiji exclaimed: "Impossible, how can such a spiritual formation be arranged in a small wooden realm?!"
"Nothing is impossible." Ling Han looked at him calmly and said, "Aren't you also a dying person who gained vitality and cultivation overnight?"
"Have you investigated me?"
Ling Han asked, "Is this some secret information? Who doesn't know about the activities of the Wei family?"
Wei Huai didn't believe that the formation was Ling Han's handiwork, and his eyes wandered, waiting to see if there was an expert.
Ling Han said calmly: "Don't look away, it's just me."
"Hmph, I thought this formation was just to trap us and buy you time to escape, but I didn't expect you to come to our door!" Gray beads floated in the air, Wei Huai formed seals with his hands, and suddenly launched an attack on Ling Han.
"Ghost Yin Palm!"
A dark brown and erratic palm print flew towards Ling Han at high speed. Ling Han took no precautions and looked at Wei Huai with a smile.
The palm print went straight through Ling Han and hit the ground, creating a deep pit. The Ling Han just now was just an afterimage, and after being scattered, he appeared behind Wei Huai.
"Shadow?"
Wei Huai didn't believe in evil, so he turned around and punched Ling Han who had just appeared, punching through his chest, but it was like hitting the air and didn't touch anything.
"Ha ha!"
Ling Han laughed loudly, and eight illusory gates one foot high suddenly appeared in the sky, rotating around Wei Huai, and Ling Han freely shuttled through the eight gates.
"The art of Qimen Dunjia!"
Wei Huai recognized the mystery of this formation and said in surprise: "Who are you? There should be no spiritual formation master in the City Lord's Mansion!"
"Guess." Ling Han took his time and talked to him for a long time, hoping to get some information from Wei Huai.
The demons will not randomly choose someone as part of the assessment, and it would not be wrong to know more information.
"Could it be that he really came from the towers and temples in the center of the continent! Or some powerful ancient clan?" Wei Huai was a little lacking in confidence and had no fighting spirit at all.
Ling Han said tit for tat: "Don't you also have many secrets in you?"
"Forget it, just accept death!" Ling Han stopped talking nonsense and picked up the Sky Demon Sword to kill.
"You wanted to kill me on purpose! Gong Yang lost and didn't send anyone to protect you!"
Wei Huai suddenly understood. Ling Han disappeared after leaving the City Lord's Mansion, then appeared at Xingman Tower, attracted him all the way here, and finally set up an array to hunt.
"Yes, I just want to kill you!"
Ling Han's eyes were sharp, and the heavenly weapons in his hands were clanging, slashing and stabbing, catching Wei Huai off guard.
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth can be cut off, this formation is not empty!" I just used the gray beads, which consumed a lot of energy. When the technique was running to absorb the spiritual energy, I didn't sense any spiritual energy, whether it was the power of mountains and rivers, or the spiritual energy of trees and flowers.
This is the power of Qimen Dunjia, which cuts off the connection with the world and creates a space of its own.
Breaking the cauldron and breaking the formation without using the remaining energy, what awaits is death!
Wei Huai didn't have any scruples. Even if the other party had a good background and had powerful forces behind him, it would be over once and for all if he died. What's more, he died in a barren mountain with no evidence.
So he said confidently: "No matter who you are, if you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed!"
After saying this, he took out a few pills from his sleeve and swallowed them. The fluctuations in his spiritual power became stronger. They should be the elixir to restore vitality.
Ling Han listened happily and said, "I should be the one to say this. Aren't you just preparing to kill people and steal goods!"
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, today I want to show you what Zejing is!" Wei Huai formed a seal with his hands.
"Come on!" Ling Han's fighting spirit surged into his heart. Only fighting can improve his strength.
"Ghost Yin Palm!" After the recovery of the spiritual elixir, Wei Huai's energy became stronger, and one palm after another struck overwhelmingly.
With just one palm, Ling Han's blood surged and he suffered internal injuries. "Sure enough, Zejing is not something you can challenge casually!"
Wei Huai seemed to know the result. He sneered and said mockingly: "To be able to set up such a profound spiritual formation, you must be a spiritual formation master. It's a pity that you will die here today!"
"That's not necessarily the case!" Ling Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, protected himself with Xuan Ming's black armor, and charged again with the Sky Demon Sword.
I just want to take this opportunity to fight against Zejing, test the gap, and accumulate experience for breaking through Zejing!
"There are quite a few treasures!" Wei Huai mocked, and he was even more certain in his heart that Ling Han had a strong background and had both heavenly and earthly weapons. Not everyone had such an opportunity.
Essence and blood boiled and flowed throughout the body, nourishing every inch of the body. The speed and strength reached the extreme, and he wielded the Sky Demon Sword. There were no fancy moves, just basic swordsmanship to compete with Wei Huai.
"Let's see how many palms you can take from me!" Wei Huai sneered. A lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that in the opponent's spiritual formation, he must find an opportunity to kill him.
"drink!"
The energy around Weihuai was turbulent. Although there was no power from the mountains and rivers to absorb it, the elixir he had just taken worked, and his meridians were filled with energy again.
At this moment, the essence is completely released, his eyes are full of sinister color, and the dark brown and erratic palm prints are more powerful, with the tendency to tear everything apart.
In the lightning and flint room, Ling Han smashed three palm prints, and his movements slowed down. He was blown away by the fourth palm. Xuanming Black Armor lost most of its strength, and Ling Han's head was buzzing unbearably.
The pain in his body stimulated Ling Han, "I can't beat him!" It was already good to be able to resist three palm prints head-on. However, the information was wrong. Wei Huai's strength was more than that of Zejing Xiaocheng!
"You don't know what you can do!" Wei Huai struck Ling Han with another palm. As soon as he reached Ling Han, Ling Han suddenly disappeared through a door.
Wei Huai secretly thought that something was wrong, so he turned around and subconsciously blocked his body with his arms. Sure enough, Ling Han appeared from behind and struck out with his sword, knocking Wei Huai over.
The cultivation level across a secret realm cannot be compensated by any powerful weapon, so we have to resort to the Eight Heavenly Slaughter Formation!
"The reaction is quite fast!" If it were a little slower, the battle would be over.
You are as strong as you are, and with the sword on your neck, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die!
"I'll make you defenseless!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Han suddenly disappeared and then launched attacks from all directions.
There are eight gates circulating, and Ling Han may not necessarily come out of which gate.
Whether it was chopping, slashing, stabbing or prodding, they were all knocked back in one blow. Wei Huaize's strength was also exhausted, and he soon began to bleed.
"Ah!" Wei Huai roared angrily. He only deserved to be beaten. He had nowhere to show his strength. He was so angry that he went crazy and hit the Ghost Palm randomly.
Deep pits were blasted one after another, and soon the site was in chaos, with cracks spreading, pits and pits, and the forest land was renovated.
The energy was quickly approaching exhaustion, and the elixir was exhausted. Wei Huai's chest he was holding was rising and falling, and he slowly calmed down. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and used his last strength to drive the gray beads in the air.
The gray bead suddenly shook violently, and black shadows floated out from it. They were ethereal and looming. When Ling Han appeared, they swarmed towards him and pounced on Ling Han.
"This is?"
Unknown things were floating in the air. As soon as Ling Han appeared, before he could slash Wei Huai with his sword, a group of black shadows came up to him. Ling Han was so frightened that he quickly hid in a door.
"What kind of monster!" Ling Han yelled out of thin air.
"Jie Jie!" Wei Huai showed a ferocious smile, "You are still the first person to see it!"
"Are you from the ghost tribe?!" Ling Han was shocked this time.
"I didn't expect it!" Wei Huai said with a ferocious smile: "This is the ghost that the world is afraid of!"
"Give me your soul!" Wei Huai laughed wildly.
Every black shadow looks like a wolf or a tiger, with teeth and claws bared like a ghost, greedily looking for prey everywhere.
Could it be that Wei Huai died two years ago? Is the Wei Huai in front of me a corpse resurrected or was his body seized by the ghosts? !
At least he is no longer a human being, spitting out a bead with a black shadow is not consistent with common sense.
