If Yan Yun continues to be trapped in the maze and cannot find a way out, his soul will be completely lost in it.
The seemingly peaceful confrontation actually contains an invisible trap that can kill people!
The so-called layman sees the excitement, while the expert sees the door.
Under this strange situation in the field, some people marveled at the methods of the direct descendants of the ancestors, some were sweating for Yan Yun, and some were confused and had no idea that a life and death battle was going on between Yan Yun and Gong Zheng.
Sweat broke out on Yan Yun's cheeks. He knew that he was trapped by this formation. The pounding of his heart reminded him that he needed to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise he would be intertwined with his own heartbeat and breathing. Injured by the force of the counter-shock, his blood vessels were cut off and his seven orifices bled to death.
There are more than ten sets of Four Evil Talismans in his storage bag, but he dare not use them because when the Four Evil Talismans are activated, the roaring wind and thunder may affect his heart, making him overwhelmed.
what to do?
Yan Yun looked at the endless high wall in front of him, and suddenly folded his hands together in a Yin-Yang Ziwu gesture, and sat cross-legged on the ground.
In just three blinks of an eye, Yan Yun's breathing and breathing lengthened exponentially, and it was extremely slow, as if he was not breathing.
The contraction time of his thumping heart was getting longer and longer, as if he had forgotten to beat and was tending to a kind of forbidden state.
"The way to observe the sky, the way to hold the sky..."
When Yan Yun fell into trance, he seemed to have returned to the cave of the founder of the Great Wilderness Sect, and the voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu echoed in his ears.
In this intertwined space of blue and yellow, the mountain-like giant is still kneeling on the ground, his long eyes protruding from his eye sockets, like a benchmark, staring into the endless depths of the distance.
Yan Yun circled the giant and began to climb up from the giant's feet.
He wanted to know what the giant was looking at.
The muscles all over his body are actually like the lines of a mountain ridge. It is not difficult for Yan Yun to climb up. The only thing that bothers him is the hairs on the giant's body that are like steel needles. They must be as thick as a finger, up to three feet long, and full of toughness. If you accidentally fall from the giant, you will either be shattered to pieces or have a transparent hole pierced by the giant's hair.
The higher he climbed, the stronger the wind became, blowing Yan Yun's long hair.
Completely forgetting the danger, he reached a height of a hundred feet and stood on the shoulders of giants.
"Senior, please forgive me for being rude." Yan Yun bowed.
Then, he flew up like a kite, resting on the giant's auricles, and landed on the vertical eyes that protruded from his eye sockets.
Yan Yun looked in the direction he was looking, as if he had a connection with a giant, blood dripping from the corners of his eyes, and his eyeballs were filled with blood and pushed out of their sockets...
This time, Yan Yun was not surprised. He endured the severe pain in his eyes and tried his best to look ahead.
Dense lines of longitude and latitude appeared in front of them. These lines were all made of spiritual energy, erratic and flashing, like living creatures.
Then, the lines quickly disappear and become a blank.
Soon, the lines of longitude and latitude disappeared, leaving only an octagonal dharma plate with white light emitting out.
With a thought in Yan Yun's mind, he grabbed the Evil Punishing Spear with one hand, leaned back, and poured all his magic power into the gun body.
Like a mortal iron spear to punish evil, from the tip to the end of the spear, lightning patterns appear constantly flashing, like a divine weapon appearing in the world.
Yan Yun did not hesitate, and the Evil Punishing Spear flew out like a shooting star, drawing a streak of white light in the air, pointing directly at the octagonal dharma plate!
Click!
When the tip of the evil-punishing gun touched the Dharma plate, the Dharma plate was like scrap metal, broken into countless pieces and flying everywhere!
The endless wall disappeared.
Yan Yun's eyes were clear, and he found that he was back in the competition venue again, standing there without moving.
Opposite him, Gong Zheng's face turned pale, looking at the damaged Dharma plate with a look of shock.
"How did he do it?"
"How can it be?"
"Did someone give him pointers?"
The exclamations from the direct descendants of Tianzhu Peak’s ancestors came from outside the venue.
They are most aware of the power of Gong Zheng's labyrinth dharma plate, and the only way to crack it is to destroy the dharma plate that is obscured by the psychedelic wall.
But this is too difficult. Logically speaking, the opponent trapped in the formation cannot directly see the only flaw!
But Yan Yun's earth-shattering blow destroyed the Dharma Disk, and the killing skill that Gong Zheng was so proud of came to naught.
Immediately afterwards, there was an endless stream of tuts outside the court. Everyone originally thought that this would be a competition without any suspense, but they didn't want it to take a turn and turn in an unpredictable direction.
Qingchan's hands were almost broken, and she was very excited that Yan Yun had cracked the formation.
"Senior Brother Gong Zheng, quickly seize the magic weapon!" A disciple from Tianzhu Peak reminded.
Gong Zheng suddenly became alarmed, took out a talisman and slapped it on the evil punishment gun, cutting off the connection between Yan Yun and the magic weapon.
This scene was beyond Zhu Xiu's expectations.
"You are shameless!" Qing Chan screamed.
Ji Zhao and Yuantai couldn't hold it any longer. They stood up together and shouted: "Senior referee, do you care about the off-field interference or not?"
In the stands, Yanhe also changed his expression, but because Gong was a disciple of Tianzhu Peak, he swallowed his anger alive.
"Quiet..." said the Lingtai Realm monk who was presiding over the battle, "Disciples outside the field should be careful not to artificially interfere with the competition on the field. This will not happen next time!"
This statement is tantamount to declaring that Gong Zheng's action of using the talisman to cut off the connection between the Punishing Gun and Yan Yun was justified.
This obvious deviation is silent in all practitioners.
Qingchan, Yuantai, and Ji Zhao stood up together, but before they could say anything, they were greeted by the cold gaze of the judge on the mirror.
Yan Yun was afraid that the three of them would offend the high-level monks, but it was not worth it, so he said: "Three senior brothers, please be patient. Even without this magical weapon, it will not be easy for this senior brother from Tianzhu Peak to defeat me."
After saying that, a shield suddenly appeared behind Yan Yun, spinning around him.
Yan Yun put on this posture, and the emphasis was self-evident, that is, he was based on defense.
"You will know whether I can beat you or not." After Gong Zheng finished speaking, he kicked the Evil Punishing Spear to the corner, right next to the edge of the formation.
If Yan Yun wants to retrieve this gun, he must turn his back to Gong Zheng, which is tantamount to seeking death.
"The outcome has not yet been determined. Senior brother is so confident, so don't let the boat capsize in the gutter." Yan Yun said tit for tat.
"Hmph..." Gong Zheng sneered and took out the folding fan.
This fan rises into the sky and splits into two!
One part is a flying sword array composed of eighteen fan bones, and the other part is a rotating blade composed of fan surfaces.
But when he saw Gong Zheng making secrets with his hands, he suddenly closed them in the middle!
The flying swords lined up in a neat formation and pierced toward Yan Yun!
The fan surface was floating unsteadily, making it difficult to discern its flight path, and at the same time it was slashing towards Yan Yun!
A series of fierce sounds came out, Yan Yun commanded the shield, blocked with left and right, and neutralized all the opponent's attacks.
The two collided three times in succession, and the double attacks of the flying sword formation and the fan failed to break through Yan Yun's defense.
The cultivators outside the field had probably never seen an ordinary disciple being able to sustain himself for such a long time in the hands of a direct descendant of Tianzhu Peak. At the same time, unexpectedly, he unknowingly stood with Yan Yun.
Because they were both ordinary disciples and did not have Tianzhu Peak's extreme resources, it was inevitable that they would feel sad.
Therefore, every time Yan Yun resolved Gong Zheng's attack, cheers came from outside the stadium.
At this moment, it doesn't matter whether the gambling bet is won or not. Everyone hopes that Yan Yun can hold on longer and let the direct disciples of Tianzhu Peak, who have eyes higher than the top, take a look, and the ordinary disciples on the top of the mountain can also take a look. Not to be trifled with!
Gong Zheng's face was livid. He knew that the longer this competition lasted, the worse it would be for him.
If the battle that should be solved in three strikes, five strikes, and divided by two takes too long, the prestige of Tianzhu Peak will undoubtedly be lost, and he himself may also be expelled from Tianzhu Peak.
Then, you can only use another one of your own to press the bottom hand to break it!
When Gong Zheng thought of this, he felt evil in his heart. He put away his fan and patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.
Clouds and mist were rising, as thick as ink.
Among the ink clouds, a bald head as big as a basket popped out.
What kind of monster is this?
But I saw a humanoid foreign object emerging from the ink cloud. It was about three feet tall, with a leopard head and ringed eyes. It was male, with a big bloody mouth, ears like round wheels, and a golden ring under each ear. .
It has extremely strong muscles, and its chest is dark and full of down, extending all the way to its abdomen.
It was tied with a piece of rag to cover the important parts. He was shirtless and had a golden ring on each of his thick wrists and ankles.
As soon as it appeared, a dark wind blew in the competition venue, like the sudden arrival of winter.
"Human Netherworld!"
"It's the humanoid ghost in the Black Mountain Crypt!"
Outside the field, some monks who knew about this giant shouted loudly in horror.
In the Black Mountain Netherworld, the humanoid Netherworld is violent and bloodthirsty. It is the most difficult existence to deal with. Once it encounters a monk, it will definitely fight to the death!
All monks who have experienced the seventh level of the Black Mountain Netherworld have left the shadow of the humanoid Netherworld in their hearts.
No one expected that such a bloodthirsty beast was imprisoned in Gong Zheng's spirit beast bag!
As soon as the humanoid You Ming appeared in full view, he suddenly turned his big head and stared at Gong Zheng with his red eyes.
"Evil beast! Haven't you suffered enough!" Gong Zheng shouted fiercely, making a secret with his left hand, and the golden rings hanging on the ears, hands and feet of the humanoid Netherworld suddenly tightened!
The humanoid Netherworld roared in pain, but it must have suffered too much. There was a guilty conscience in its red eyes. It turned its head and faced Yan Yun. It spit out its scarlet tongue, which was about a foot long, and flicked it across the big mouth. It was sticky. Saliva drips from the tip of his tongue.
This situation leaves no doubt that once Yan Yun is caught by this humanoid ghost, he will probably be torn into pieces and swallowed.
Yanhe had been promoted to the Lingtai realm for a short period of time, and he still had lingering fears about the human form of the Netherworld. When he saw it, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
But he finally came to his senses and said, "Yan Yun, you have tried your best. If you admit defeat, I will not blame you as a teacher."
"Thank you, Master." Yan Yun said in a deep voice, "This beast is neither human nor ghost. I want to give it a try..."
After saying this, Yan Yun flicked his sleeves, and a talisman floated out.
Immediately, the talisman fell to the ground, green smoke filled the air, and a stone spirit about ten feet tall appeared.
As soon as Shi Ling appeared, he immediately punched his chest with both fists and squatted slightly on his knees. His empty eyes were aimed at the humanoid Nether who was directly opposite him and was much taller than him!
"It's Shi Ling!"
"It's the stone spirit belonging to Senior Brother Luofu. Look, it's missing a section of its finger!"
