"This inscription circle is very curious!" Wu Huan touched his chin and looked around at the thing in front of him that carved the entire set of inscriptions on the altar to make the entire altar into half a spiritual artifact, it was really difficult to get in!

"Damn it!"

"How is that possible!"

"No!"

"Demons!"

"Run!"

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At this time, Wuhuan didn't have to look back to know what was happening behind him, the bell tiger entered the flock of sheep and killed the group of people who were crushed in all directions, chickens and dogs jumped, and after a while, the bell returned to Wu Huan again, and saw that Wu Huan was thinking hard, very interesting, and didn't scratch him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The inscriptions are all wind-based, and this layer of light curtain is simply a gravitational barrier that prevents everyone from entering, so how did those Eagle Clan people get in!" Wu Huan walked slowly around the altar, and when he looked up, the activated inscriptions he saw were shining with cyan brilliance, and the circulation was simply impeccable!

"Integration or rejection!" After thinking for a long time, Wu Huan began to act, although Wu Huan was seriously biased in terms of inscription attainments, he could be called the one who knew the most inscription systems in the same class of the academy, but the one with the lowest average level, unlike other people who specialized in a series, Wu Huan needed a variety of inscription systems to cooperate, and he practiced inscriptions mainly for casting services.

Bang, smack!

Once again, the assimilation circle that had imprinted the void was worn out by the altar, and this time the experiment failed again.

"Hey, you can't do it!" The bell on the side was a little impatient, she had seen Wuhuan fail more than ten times.

"I told you that I can only count half a bucket of water, if you can do it, then you can come!" Wu Huan has no good qi, and Wu Huan feels very shameless after failing so many times.

"What the hell is wrong!" Wu Huan has tried his best to imitate the frequency of the altar circle and make the same tune, but every time he reaches the last step, he will always be excluded, is it really necessary to break the formation violently? Wu Huan wants to not say that it is a big problem if it can be alone, and if he can leave a relic in this barren mountain, this force must not be weak.

Just when Wu Huan was distressed by the magic circle in front of him, the depths of the ruins had already exploded, and the group of masters who were driven away by the bell focused their attention on other places, here they were suppressed by the bell very badly, but in front of others, they were the boss, it was a natural battle, and only the altar was a pure land, and they were afraid of the bell.

"Hahaha, it's better to come early, the altar hasn't been broken yet, you can get out of those two!" Just as Wuhuan was thinking hard, there was an extremely arrogant voice behind him, obviously the ruins opened and attracted all the people wandering nearby, and the people who came obviously didn't know that the two evil stars standing in front of him had just driven away dozens of people not long ago.

"Hey, did you hear that!" At this time, the man realized that something was wrong, and the two low hands in front of him actually ignored his existence, one was in a daze, and the other was looking at the sky, and he was directly in the air.

"Shut up!" At this time, Wu Huan was thinking of the key point, but someone came to mumble and directly beat his thoughts.

"Damn! Find a smoke!" The person who came was very arrogant and slapped it, and suddenly a huge purple-gold palm print fan came to smash a void under the palm, and the strength of the person who came was not weak.

"Get out!" Wu Huan didn't even look at the other party's flexed fingers, and a finger shot out like a bullet, instantly piercing through the palm of the incoming person, and the remaining momentum was inexhaustible, shooting towards the comer.

While!!!

Suddenly, a bell rang leisurely, and I don't know when a golden light curtain was erected in front of Wu Huan's fingers, and Wu Huan's fingers burst out on the light curtain with a melodious and heavy bell.

"What?" At this time, the man saw the light curtain and realized that he was almost beaten by Wu Huan

"Talisman Spiritual Weapon!" Wu Huan's eyes are not bad, and he can see at a glance that people have a spontaneous body protector spiritual weapon, and the level is not low.

"Talisman Spiritual Weapon!yes, why didn't I think of it!" Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in Wuhuan's mind, and a possibility came to mind, and the person was very depressed and was ignored by Wuhuan again.

"Hey, kid......" The face of the person who came changed quickly at this time, and he knew very well what the activation of the talisman spirit weapon meant, and the flick of the man's fingers just now had already threatened his safety.

"Shut up!" Bell stood up and glared at the man, his expression like that of a leopard.

"You... I..."The person who came wanted to say something but found that there was nothing to say, and he was completely swallowed by the bell.

Jingle Bell!

At this moment, a crisp sound diverted everyone's attention, and they saw Wu Huan walking towards the altar steps step by step, the space in front of him was distorted, and from time to time there was a crisp sound, and this is how the tinkling sound came from.

I saw that Wuhuan slowly approached, the space was distorted to the extreme, and the spatial indentation that seemed to be there was almost cracked, although the space was distorted to the limit, but this time the magic circle that protected Wuhuan did not collapse, and it has been supported firmly.

"yes, it worked!" Bell squinted and smiled smugly, it seems that it is quite reliable to pull him to break the magic circle.

"He's breaking the formation!" At this time, not only the arrogant man arrived in front of the altar just now, but there was an endless stream of people behind him, and even some people who went to explore the depths of the ruins also returned, judging by their expressions, some people really got good things.

Just when Wuhuan broke the formation, there were more and more people around the altar, although the ruins were large, all the masters present were quickly exploratory, and there was only one altar left, and they just happened to see that Wuhuan was almost able to step on the steps of the altar.

"Give it to me!" Wu Huan roared in his heart, just a few fingers away, Wu Huan couldn't step on it with all his strength, and at this time, the carrying capacity of the inscription circle in front of Wu Huan was almost at the limit.

Wu Huan's theory of breaking the formation is very simple, that is, to assimilate the magic circle in front of him, and after the previous dozen failures, and then seeing the person's own body protection spirit weapon activated, Wu Huan thought of a way to treat this altar as a spirit weapon, a guardian spirit weapon that has been activated, with some weapon patterns and inscriptions of the same frequency. At this time, Wu Huan had already guessed the reason for the collapse of the magic circle in the last step, because the last layer was no longer an inscription array, but the essence of the spiritual weapon, the inscription --- weapon pattern!

"Break it for me!" Just when he was struggling to crack it, Wu Huan keenly caught a flaw in the operation of the altar, shouted loudly, and tried his best to step on it hard.

Click..... Bang, bang......

In the continuous and dense muffled sound like fried beans, cracks were imprinted in the void, like a transparent glass cover crawling with white cracks, and when Wu Huan stepped on the steps of the altar, the entire altar circle collapsed, just like the assimilation circle laid by Wu Huan.

"The magic circle is cracked, everyone rush!" The aftermath of the bell was deeply imprinted in the hearts of those masters, and at this time, I don't know who secretly shouted, and in an instant, hundreds of people rushed to the altar in black, and the two fists were hard to beat the four hands, not to mention so many people, almost at the same time, when the magic circle collapsed, a cyan figure rushed to the altar first, and the speed of the bell was not something that ordinary people could catch up.

"Damn!" Wuhuan felt very sad, tired and tired, and finally cracked the magic circle, but in a blink of an eye, he was left alone under the steps, and the slowest guy was more than three feet away from him.

The altar is very large, except for a giant eagle sculpture with wings soaring to occupy one-fifth of the area, hundreds of people do not even occupy one-tenth of the area, the whole altar is empty, there are several brazier stands erected on the edge, a small high platform protrudes in the center, and a stand is horizontally on it, only to see a simple longbow lying across the support, and nine arrows are inserted on both sides of the support.

"That's a spirit soldier!" Although I don't know what the grade of that longbow is, the fluctuation of the yuan force that keeps escaping is already good, and the fluctuation is a little exciting to see Wu Huan, this is a high-level spirit soldier.

"Mine!" I don't know who struck first, the scene was chaotic for a while, everyone made a move, and after a while, the entire altar became a battlefield, and figures flew over, and from time to time someone was knocked under the altar.

"Why don't you make a move?" Wuhuan came to the bell's side, only to see her staring at the longbow, but there was no desire in her eyes, but a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"This isn't the bow I wanted!" Bell said lightly, "but I feel like there's something I need here!" Bell added.

"What do you want? There doesn't seem to be anything you need here except for the longbow, right?" Wuhuan wondered.

"It's a mysterious feeling, and the call is coming from there!" Bell pointed to the side, where there was nothing but a giant eagle sculpture.

"Sculpture, you don't mean that what you want is that sculpture?" Wu Huan said a little embarrassed, how can you move that sculpture that is nearly a hundred zhang in size?

"No, I have a sense of something inside!" Bell hesitated.

"Kill!"

"The Spirit Soldier is mine!"

"It's a trick!"

Just when Wu Huan and the bell chirped crookedly and thought about how to explore the sculpture, the battlefield in the center of the altar had already been a mess at this time, and it was very surprising that the longbow and arrows were so good that a group of people were fighting each other in the sky and the earth, as long as someone wanted to fight the idea of the bow and arrow, it would attract everyone's blows, and the situation was a mess.

"Then are we going to make a move or watch a show?" Wu Huan found a small step on the fire stand and sat down, depending on the situation, Wu Huan was not ready to make a move.

"Watch the play!" Bell sat next to Wuhuan naturally, looking at the sky boredly, especially the giant eagle sculpture.

"Lang Zheng, if you give me face this time, I owe you a personal favor!"

"Yin Poshan, this time I owe you a favor, you quit!"

"Vulture Decision, you really want to fight me!"

"Rui Min, if you can't do it, don't hold on!"

......

The battle was very fierce, and those who were not strong in cultivation were cleared out, and those who were still fighting in the central area at this time were the best among the cultivators, especially the group of people who had fought with the bell were basically there, and the new masters such as the arrogant man were not a few, compared to the big melee of hundreds of people at the beginning, the battle of dozens of people made the scene not too chaotic.

"Don't fight, haven't you noticed that the two over there have been watching the play for a long time!" Someone finally found Wuhuan and Bell who were far away from the battlefield, and immediately stopped everyone.

"It's that Zhu Meng again!" Wu Huan's brows furrowed slightly, this Zhu Meng provoked the contradictions between himself and the cultivators several times, and his mind was not pure!