"Bloody Hand Murong, you didn't do your best just now? That's great, I'm waiting for your good news!"

Listening to the words of Bloody Hand Murong, Niu Ju's eyes couldn't help but emit a fine light, and he said with joy on his face. Looking at his expression, he seemed to have a lot of confidence in the bloody hand Murong.

"Then it's up to Master Ben!"

After the bloody hand Murong snorted coldly, he immediately pinched a magic trick with his hand, and the originally dim spindle magic weapon once again emitted a dazzling light, and then, driven by the magic power of the bloody hand Murong, the magic weapon began to rotate rapidly in mid-air.

Soon, only a virtual shadow remained, and apart from the constant sound of breaking wind, it was impossible to see the traces of the spindle magic weapon at all.

Seeing that Murong of the Bloody Hand had once again cast a magical spell, the rest of the people were in high spirits, holding their breath, and waiting without blinking their eyes.

At this time, Luo Jiuxiao saw that the spindle magic weapon had turned into a virtual shadow, and suddenly emitted a strange red light. With a loud bang, an arc was released, and these arcs did not disappear, but jumped and flashed around the spindle magic weapon, looking very magical and strange.

"Break it for me!"

Just as the crowd was surprised by the power of the spindle magic weapon, they saw the bloody hand Murong roar angrily.

"Hiss!"

With a burst of thunder and lightning explosions, Luo Jiuxiao saw that the spindle magic weapon turned into a virtual shadow in the air, with a red arc, and swooped down on the wall of the hall. However, under this impact, not only did the wall not make a single cracking sound, but the spindle magic weapon was wrapped in an arc and pierced into the wall.

It was seen that as soon as the spindle entered the wall, the speed of flight dropped dramatically. Although the bloody hand Murong was constantly infusing his spiritual power, desperately pinching the magic technique with his hands, the speed of progress was like a turtle crawling, extremely slow.

However, Niu Ju and the others, who were standing not far away, were very satisfied with the speed of the spindle magic weapon. After all, this bloody Murong is now cracking the forbidden formation arranged by the ancient monks in the ancient period thousands of years ago. As long as you can crack it, thank God, how can you care about this little speed.

At this time, all the immortal cultivators were silent, their eyes sparkling, and their faces were a little nervous. However, no one knew how many of them hoped that Bloody Hand Murong would succeed in cracking this ancient formation, and how many would hope that Bloody Hand Murong would fail so that they would have a chance to show off their skills.

However, standing not far away, Luo Jiuxiao couldn't help but sneer when he saw the situation in front of him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he shook his head, as if he was not optimistic about Bloody Hand Murong.

"Although the power of the magic weapon of the bloody hand Murong has more than doubled, it is still not enough to break the ancient formation in front of him. ”

Luo Jiuxiao's face did not change, but he was thinking carefully in his heart.

At this moment, Luo Jiuxiao saw the spindle magic weapon that had entered the wall, and finally encountered a bottleneck. No matter how much the bloody hand Murong urged the spiritual power in his body, the spindle magic weapon was still motionless, and he couldn't move anymore.

"How so?"

Bloody Murong urged several times in succession, his face turned pale, and he shuddered, still unable to believe that his magic weapon could not crack the formation in front of him.

However, the result was that the magic weapon he controlled could not advance at all, and the bloody hand Murong originally thought that he would be able to make a lot of money in the Ascending Dragon Ruins. However, he never expected that the formation arranged by the ancient monks would be so strong, even after thousands of years, it would still be strong.

After more than half an hour, Bloody Hand Murong felt a suffocation in his chest, and he almost vomited blood.

"Fellow Daoists, this time I am not good at strength, I am too arrogant! This forbidden formation is worthy of the arrangement of the ancient monks, and I really can't crack it. If others are confident, please come up and give it a try. ”

Then, Bloody Hand Murong smiled bitterly, took back the spindle magic weapon, and said helplessly.

"It's a pity that even the bloody hand Murong failed!"

"I don't know if there are any other monks who are willing to try? I hereby promise that as long as someone can crack the formation in front of him, he can get another magic weapon!"

Seeing that Bloody Hand Murong gave up his attempt, Niu Ju's face was a little disappointed. He turned, glanced at everyone's faces, and said expectantly.

However, after seeing the situation of Bloody Hand Murong, everyone who was about to give it a try at the beginning asked themselves that their strength was far inferior to that of Bloody Hand Murong, so they no longer wanted to try it.

After waiting for a long time, the entire hall was silent, and as time passed, Niu Ju's face became anxious. If it drags on like this, I'm afraid this trip to the Ascending Dragon Ruins will be completely ruined.

"I'll see if I can crack this ancient formation?"

Just when everyone was anxious and anxious, Luo Jiuxiao slowly walked out and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Luo Jiuxiao's words, Murong Murong, who had just taken the initiative to announce his defeat, was dumbfounded, and his eyes unconsciously revealed a trace of ridicule and contempt.

You must know that the bloody hand Murong is the peak strength of the late Yuan Infant, while Luo Jiuxiao is just an immortal cultivator in the early Yuan Infant stage. Besides, Murong of the Bloody Hand has been famous for a long time, and Luo Jiuxiao is a hairy boy who came out of nowhere, and even the Bloody Hand Murong can't crack the ancient formation, Luo Jiuxiao doesn't believe that Luo Jiuxiao in front of him can crack it.

As for Niu Ju on the side, after listening to Luo Jiuxiao's words, he looked at him as usual and said, "Thank you." But he didn't believe that Luo Jiuxiao could crack this ancient formation.

At this time, Luo Jiuxiao didn't care about other people's expressions at all, but held his breath and concentrated, and suddenly the spiritual power in his body burst out, shooting out several zhang long divine consciousness light from Luo Jiuxiao's fingers.

In an instant, Luo Jiuxiao's divine consciousness light instantly came to the wall, and then Luo Jiuxiao's body shone, his fingers were tightly attached to the wall, and the released divine consciousness light melted on the wall unconsciously.

At this moment, Luo Jiuxiao didn't move, as if he was checking what he felt.

Luo Jiuxiao did not attack with a magic weapon, but stood quietly in front of the wall. This strange move suddenly baffled the rest of the scene. However, no one dared to disturb Luo Jiuxiao.

Half an hour later, although everyone's faces were still calm, their hearts were getting more and more anxious. Just when everyone couldn't help but want to urge Luo Jiuxiao, Luo Jiuxiao suddenly sighed, and the light of divine consciousness on his fingers was immediately retracted.

Then, Luo Jiuxiao patted the magic treasure bag on his waist without hesitation, and with the appearance of a shadow, he saw a puppet appear in front of everyone.

"Luo Daoyou, you are summoning a puppet now, is this related to cracking the ancient formation?"

Seeing this, Niu Ju asked curiously.

"I don't dare to be 100% sure of breaking this formation, let's do my best!"

Luo Jiuxiao smiled very modestly, and then said calmly. The latest chapter of "Counterattack Starts from the Failure of the Crossing and the Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.