Two successive formations entered the body, and the confused color that reappeared in Wan Yan's eyes because of Ji Yiming's two words finally gradually subsided, and a look that was more intelligent than Fang Cai was replaced.

Only the killing intent remains.

The madness continues.

"December of the second year of the emperor's reign, and December of the ninth year of the emperor's reign. He slowly raised his head, the loose hair on his forehead slipped to the sides of his shoulders, and his eagle-like sharp eyes swept over Ying Xingtian, Ji Yiming, Ou Haichao, and the eager Gu Snake Xiaoyang one by one: "The people who plot against my big * clan all have the breath of the witch sect on their bodies, you ...... Not an accomplice. ”

This guy seems to have recovered a lot of sanity, since he is not as irrational as before and only knows about killing, Ji Yiming naturally did not use the words left by Jiang Zhiyou to stimulate him. It's just that before the three people and one snake could officially respond, there was an extremely angry roar in mid-air.

"Little brute, how dare you?!"

Everyone Huo Ran looked back at the place where the voice came from, and at the same time saw a tall figure jumping up from the roof of a three-story building hundreds of meters away, stepping on several clouds like a big bird in mid-air and rushing towards the location of the small building of the "City History Museum".

Behind this?

The three of them all stared at each other, and secretly said in their hearts, "Finally appeared."

Ying Xingtian and Ji Yiming moved their eyes downward, noticing the pure white cloud under the comer's feet.

It's the former Ancestral Witch Phantom.

In a total of eight ancestral witch phantoms, the "Emperor River" and the "Extravagant Corpse" were directly exploded by Win Xingtian, and the remaining six bodies immediately disappeared into clouds and mist in the battle. It's just that I didn't expect that every ancestral witch phantom with the strength of the grandmaster realm has become a thing borrowed from the feet of the black man behind the scenes in front of him at this moment.

That's right.

The one who controlled the entire Witch City, the Eight Ancestral Witch Phantoms, secretly drew strength when the witch soldiers finished fighting Yan Yan and Win Xingtian, and made up the big scene in front of him, was the figure in the air who came on the clouds.

"Zhu Huang, it is Zhu Huang who is competing with him. ”

As soon as Ji Yiming spoke, Ying Xingtian quickly realized the key to the matter. The act of Zhu Huang, the leader of the "criminal soldiers" organization, who suddenly crushed the four four-armed statues of the gods for no reason, also has the best explanation.

The "witch soldiers" and the masterminds behind the scenes, who have lived from the Zhongxing era of Wumen to the present, were officially established in the Zhongxing era and have been passed down to the present day.

If there is no such thing as a complicated connection between the two, no one can believe it.

The aura of the city changed again, and the speed at which the remaining nine powers were injected into his body was slowing down...... And quickly. Ji Yiming looked at the figure flying in the air, and said very quickly.

"I thought it was to snatch control of this witch soldier, but it seems that Zhu Huang is trying to do much more than that. Ying Xingtian left Xiaolou and let Zhu Huang stay there to perform, he was already playing the idea of indulging the two tigers to fight, but when he saw this, he was even more relieved: "This guy's goal is not us, don't pay attention to him." ”

Sure enough, the tall figure floating over by stepping on clouds in mid-air didn't look at the battle situation on the ground at all, but just waved his sleeves and rushed directly into the window frame on the second floor of the "City History Museum" like a swallow returning to its nest.

Under the explosion of the gas engine, the wooden window, which had just been refreshed, was quickly burst by the breath emanating from his body, and the wood slag and confetti fell all over the ground...... Then, with the flash of local bright light on the exterior wall, it returned to its original state.

After the formation on the floor on the second floor was "activated" by Zhu Huang's crushed four-armed statues, the entire "City History Museum" seemed to be directly solidified by some magical power, and any damage would be directly restored in a short period of time.

It's not a protective force, nor is it like the matte-colored battle armor on Yan Yan's body before, etching the principle that "Witch God Gathering Array" can continuously recover from injuries. This situation reminded Ying Xingtian and others of what they encountered in the labyrinthine corridor and the "yurt" dome building outside the Witch City.

"Time and space maze, all the building materials of this small building, have been solidified at a certain point in time when it was just built. A look of surprise flashed in Ying Xingtian's eyes, and he looked at the window frame on the second floor that had been restored completely: "The magical subtlety of that formation inside is far from being as simple as what we have seen before. ”

At the same time, several people recalled in their minds that on the floor of the small building on the second floor, the lines were so simple that they were almost abstract, and their eyes also lit up with the same astonishment as Ying Xingtian.

Can such a simple formation achieve such a magical effect?

It is not theoretically impossible to have a formation with both temporal and spatial effects - everyone in the outer corridor and dome building has seen it once, but it is simply impossible to achieve this degree with just a few lines.

"What now?"

Ou Haichao looked at the silent window on the second floor, and then looked at Wan Yan, whose expression was constantly changing a few meters away, and he didn't know what to do for a while: "Wait for the two of them to decide the winner of the witch sect inheritance?"

"That's all there is to it for the time being. Ji Yiming also looked up at the second floor of the "City History Museum", and the spiritual sense generated by the inner breath of "Taiyi Longevity Formula" extended out like a torrential amount of mercury, carefully sensing the location of the two of them.

The strange thing is that the original clear and incomparably clear spiritual sense like 3D imaging technology was blocked by a strange force when it approached the second floor, and it was impossible to sense what was going on inside.

"I hope that Zhu Huang will fight harder, that guy is a top Grandmaster Realm after all. If we can't even snatch control of the secret method inherited by the 'Torturers', and the formation, the witch soldiers, and the entire witch city are all in the hands of that guy, I'm afraid we won't have a chance at all. Seeing that the "witch soldier" Wan Yan Yan not far away stood in place and did not attack, Ying Xingtian also temporarily withdrew his attention from him: "This is a continuation of the mystery of the Zhongxing of the Wumen thousands of years ago, and it is said that the internal fighting of the Wumen was also very powerful back then, which led to the end of the Zhongxing era after only a short period of time." ”

"What can cause infighting must involve great secrets and temptations. If it is said that the death of Prince Yingzhuo and the murder of King Hailing in the ninth year of the emperor's reign to seize the throne, there is a shadow of Wumen lurking behind it. Ji Yiming recalled Yan Yan's words, and communicated with Ying Xingtian in a low voice: "I'm afraid this plan started at the beginning of the Zhongxing era. ”

It is a secret that belongs to the same vein as Wumen Zhongxing.

What kind of secret is it that makes hundreds of grandmasters of the Wumen Sect plan all this at the expense of resources to build the Witch City, not afraid of risking the disapproval of the world to meddle in the change of the throne and even kill the king?

Ji Yiming hadn't thought of it yet, but Ying Xingtian and Ou Haichao, the Dao Sect Grandmasters, who were top martial arts masters, were contemplative at the same time - what could make the grandmaster and the top grandmaster crazy was not resources or any inheritance exercises.

Both had the answer in their hearts.

(The legendary one that can surpass the top grandmaster realm and truly reach the limit of a cultivator's potential.) ）

None of the cultivators who have been inherited since ancient times know what the heaven and earth behind the transcendent realm are, but as long as they are grandmasters, even if they have not entered the top realm, they are full of curiosity and yearning for the legendary "Great Dao".

Before they could finish their thoughts.

On the second floor of the "City History Museum", there was a sudden deafening loud noise.

Everyone on the field was instantly deaf, and their eardrums were filled with an indescribable and terrible vibration.

It was exactly the same as when she accidentally flicked three four-armed statues with her fingertips in the cabin at the site of the big explosion before.

In the loud noise, everything around me became a silent film movie, and no sound could be heard.

Then, the wooden window frames, which had not been restored to their original state for a long time, exploded again.

A muscular beast covered in blood and two meters six tall was "thrown" straight out of the room.

So fast?

……

……

When the second and third combined formations in Wucheng pierced the sky and directly submerged into Yan Yan's body, Yan Siguang, who was thousands of miles away, also sensed this situation.

He paused in place, typing a few more pieces of data into his laptop at any time, and then ignored it.

Unconsciously, thirty-six combinations of the "Witch Dao Evergreen Array" disguised as ventilation formations had been recorded by him. As long as there are six more calculation records left in turn, this magical formation that is famous in the inheritance of the way of formation, but has always only heard of its name but does not see its real body, will unfold its full true face to him.

Thirty teleportations in a row were a huge physical burden even for Grandmaster Realm cultivators.

What's more, Yan Siguang is just an ordinary middle-grade martial artist realm, and most of his life is focused on formations and scientific research, plus he has to record data after each teleportation, deduce the formation of the formation and arrange the next teleportation array-thirty times, his black and fat figure is trembling in every place.

The footsteps are vain and the breath is heavy, and the internal breath of the "Hidden Dragon Heart Sutra" in the body is almost exhausted, and even the action of opening the backpack and taking out the laptop only feels as if it is a thousand pounds, and it is no longer as vigorous and fast as it was at the beginning.

But he gritted his teeth and persevered.

The small eyes under the black-rimmed glasses flashed with a resolute gaze that did not match the size of the body at all.

If you put aside his appearance and figure, this black fat man who gave Ji Yiming more of a village teacher than the first formation master of the cultivator world has a good impression of Ji Yiming, and he is so handsome at this moment.

The only pity is that until now, no one has been able to appreciate his "majestic" figure, and there is no applause or cheers.

"It's ......"

Above the thirty-first formation component disguised as the "Ventilation Array", Yan Siguang suddenly stopped all his movements and looked at the direction of all the blue rays in the air with a frown.

The location of the small building of the "City History Museum".

"The formation was completed ahead of schedule, and there were no nine combinations left, how did they do it?"

"That's not right...... It shouldn't be the full version!"

"There is also a second person who is fighting for control of that formation, which is also a witch aura. ”

He temporarily gave up on going to the next formation node, his fingers constantly flying on the keyboard of his laptop, forcibly listing the possibility of combining rows: "Strange...... It looks like it's from the same source, but it's slightly different......"

"It's like two different branches on a boulevard. ”

"The remaining nine combination formations have not been integrated, and the "Witch Dao Evergreen Formation" that lacks the core of the formation can be forcibly driven in this way?" He tapped his finger a few times in the center of the screen, looked at the three question marks and closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes: "That's right, the second way is not feasible! It's just a strange way to try to forcibly grab control." They should be fine if they win the boss, but if that guy fails to snatch...... It's likely to speed up the process of the first branch, and that's a big problem. ”

He glanced at the small "Ventilation Array" flashing with blue light on the ground, gritted his teeth and quickly loaded the formation parts again, and recombined the fixed-point precision teleportation array that had been built thirty times: "There are only six left, and if you hold on a little longer, you can become a big hero!"

Where the brilliance flickered, the black fat figure disappeared suddenly.

It's just that on the originally clean and tidy ground, I don't know when there has been an extra mouthful of red blood.