Text Chapter 383 Nine Curves of the Yellow River, Open!

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes below the mountain, Qin Yuan jumped up like a burning buttocks, took out the nine flags from the storage bracelet, ripped off all the flags, held the wolf in one hand and the wooden staff in the other, and forgot about it in an instant, and put all his thoughts into the drawing of the formation runes.

He has been a good person several times recently, and he has learned Yu Bu from Lu Xiaoguan, and his mind has fallen into a strange circle that is not very similar to him, and he has forgotten a lot of cruelty and cunning.

Since he couldn't get Bi Fang's wings before the Four Elephants Chamber of Commerce broke the formation, then they couldn't get them either!

Qin Yuan just did what he said, with a trace of the upright wolf spirit pen dipped in beast blood in the softness, and quickly flowed out one rune after another on the smooth wooden staff, the runes were bright red and dazzling, like the branches of the big red flowers blooming from hell, the lines were incredibly smooth, as soft as he spouted out of his heart at this time.

Xin Wu has done these things countless times, and Qin Yuan has also seen a lot of them, even if it is the first time to do it, but the calligraphy ~ skills that he has been forced to practice by the dead old man since he was a child still help him complete it smoothly and perfectly.

In less than three minutes, a wooden staff was covered with dense rune lines, and at the moment when it closed the pen, a red light flashed, indicating that the runes on the wooden staff had been successfully drawn.

Next came the second wooden staff, the runes changed, but they were generally not bad, under that passionate emotion, Qin Yuan wrote faster, the runes were drawn more perfectly, and it didn't take long for another red light to light up.

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Qin Yuan kept drawing here, and the people below who were far away from him were looking at him with great puzzlement.

Although there was a distance of hundreds of meters, all the people present were cultivators, and the pure air of a few hundred meters could not prevent them from seeing the excited look on Qin Yuan's face clearly, and the rune formation pattern of the scaly claws on the wooden staff that was not blocked by Qin Yuan's body.

"What is he doing?" Xie Qingmang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and faintly felt that something bad was about to happen.

His entourage sneered, with a little disdain on his slightly chubby cheeks, "What else can I do?" I definitely don't want to surrender and admit defeat, it's just a battle of trapped beasts." ”

Xie Qingmang knew that Qin Yuan was fighting the trapped beasts, the reason why he asked this was completely because of the uneasiness in his heart, if it was a miracle to make the impossible possible, then Qin Yuan had created many miracles, which was the origin of his uneasy feeling.

He glanced at the top of the mountain from a distance, and saw that the three geography masters had also discovered this scene, and seemed to have the same worries as him, so the speed of breaking the formation was faster.

There are three winding streams around them, one geographer holds an extremely complex dragon magnetic needle in his hand, accurately measuring the fluctuations of the formation here, and the other geographer quickly carves the runes on one side as big as the top cover, and the pinching handprints of the white jade octagonal disc with convex surroundings and a recessed white jade octagonal plate in the middle, he stopped his handprints from time to time, and put or took out a few movable type jade talismans into it.

The white jade octagonal plate exudes bursts of brilliance, and between the flow of brilliance, some brighter smoothness forms a line composed of black, white and yellow.

The black represents the leylines here, the white represents the formations they have broken and are cracking, the black and white colors together form an incomplete mountain peak and countless flowing streams, and only one yellow line represents the path they have traveled.

The white jade octagonal plate is called the mountain and river octagonal plate, and only the extremely advanced geography master has the ability to use it, through their analysis and magic, the hidden underground leylines are presented in front of them, so that they can observe the flow changes of the leylines more vividly and intuitively, and it will be much easier when arranging the dragon in the array.

The third black-clothed geographer was holding a bronze-colored shovel, which was not straight but curled, forming a semi-cylindrical shape, somewhat similar to the Luoyang shovel used by Tufuzi in the mortal world.

Whenever the geographer holding the dragon disk spied some changes in the leylines, the geographer who took care of the octagonal plate of mountains and rivers would cast spells and words according to his words, and the form of the leylines he observed and the connection between them and the formation would be presented on the octagonal disk of mountains and rivers.

And whenever the image of the octagonal plate of mountains and rivers is stable, the geographical master holding the reverse dragon shovel is solemn and inserted on the mountain several times, the number of times, the depth is different, the rune on the reverse dragon shovel is bright, but it can be seen from their happy faces that the distance to completely break through the formation of this place has become faster and faster.

"Click!"

A crisp sound echoed in the ears of the three of them, as if metal intersected, and as if ice cracked.

"And one last course!"

The geographer at the front said in surprise, raising his foot and stepping over the small stream of water that lay in front of him, the water under his feet shook for a while, and a fierce aura escaped out, but it was only a breath, not a substantial injury.

The two people behind him also followed his example, raised their feet and stepped over, and when they leaned over to check the last roadblock, they didn't forget to look back and observe Qin Yuan's behavior.

Qin Yuan was still there with his head bowed and carved the few flag-burning sticks that had been torn off, this was the last one, and it was almost finished. Finally, as he lifted the wolf's pen, the staff shone again.

Continuously creating nine extremely powerful formation bases, and continuously and perfectly succeeding, I have to say that it is somewhat reliable for the Earth Master Heavenly Seal to choose Qin Yuan as the inheritance.

Qin Yuan glanced at the distance, just a glance, and then quickly stepped up, broke through the formation patterns one after another, and inserted the formation base of the core of the spirit fir tree one by one, and waited until all the nine formation bases were driven into the ground, Qin Yuan returned to the original point, pinched the trick and chanted the mantra, and at the same time continued to move the gang, several formation bases buzzed and shook one after another, as if they were about to break out of the ground at any time, but there seemed to be an extremely powerful force in the ground to restrain them, making it difficult for them to move.

These nine array bases were remembered by him with a pat on his head, but it was not a crude product of a slap on his head, but something that Xin Wu used to activate the entire mountain veins at the beginning.

Xin Wu named it the Lava Array.

Once the formation is activated, the induced earth vapor is turned into energy, and even the tiniest gravel can be melted into billowing magma.

When Xin Wu created this formation, he was already in the sixth-rank realm, and Qin Yuan was far away from him at that time, but the formation was the most wonderful thing to narrow the gap in cultivation, and Qin Yuan didn't need to melt the entire giant peak into rolling magma, he only needed to attract part of the power in its leylines.

"Boom la la ......"

With the "buzzing" sound of the nine formations, a sound like waves crashing on the shore suddenly sounded on this high mountain peak, the sound became louder and louder, and the water vapor became more and more intense.

The sound of the waves, the rich sense of water vapor, and the faint smell of water that seemed to be real and not yet existed, all made them have such an illusion in an instant.

As the sound of the waves gradually rose, on the clear surface of a small stream of water less than one meter at Qin Yuan's feet, there were a circle of ripples like a light kiss of a fish.

The ripples spread and spread to the banks on both sides, flowing downstream with the murmuring of the water, and also against the current to the upstream......

At first, it was very slow, but gradually the ripples spread faster and faster, and the places where the ripples were born became more and more, and in less than a few moments, the countless winding streams on the whole mountain, as if hit by a summer rainstorm, ripples were born, and the amount of water in the stream suddenly increased.

"Oh no, that little bastard is cheating!"

The face of a geographer on the top of the mountain changed suddenly, and he glanced at the two companions who were also anxious, and saw the one hundred and eight dragon magnetic needles turning wildly and irregularly, and also saw that the scene on the octagonal plate of the mountains and rivers was uncertain, and it would be scattered anytime and anywhere.

He knew that they had lost, but they had fallen short.

He looked back at the man whose eyes were closed, and there were no emotional fluctuations on his face, as if he did not know the initiator of the change, his eyes were cold and murderous.

The killing machine in his eyes came and went quickly, killing people was not his goal, taking Bi Fang's wings was his goal, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and abandoned the other two corners in the iron triangle, the reverse dragon shovel continued to wedge in and out on the ground, the runes on it kept lighting up and disillusioned, and the stream in front of him fluctuated even more violently, like boiling water in an iron pot on a dry fire!

He tried to gamble his experience and luck at this last moment.

His name is Li Zeyue, he started practicing at the age of thirteen, became a geography master at the age of twenty-five, and is already seventy-six years old this year.

The stream was expanding rapidly, the water was whistling, the water splashed on his body, the sound of the stormy waves slapped on his heart, and the harsh and powerful aura forced his brow to wrinkle into a pimple!

But he didn't back down at all, courage and obsession brought him to the present, and let him never flinch in the face of such a crisis, wanting to tenaciously persist and become the one who had the last laugh.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

He muttered to himself, knowing that in a few moments he would be able to get over this last stumbling block, and that it didn't matter how much the sinister little bastard tossed him behind him.

"Jiuqu Yellow River, open!"

However, at this moment, there was a loud shout behind Li Zeyue, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, thunder and explosion, and the entire Jiuqu Yellow River Array surged violently and expanded rapidly, and the small stream in front of him only struggled for a moment, and then galloped wildly like a wild horse.

The huge wave smashed down on his head and face!

The powerful killing force in the Nine Curved Yellow River Formation also completely enveloped it at this moment!