Chapter 231: The Jumping Beam Clown

Yu Feifan's figure floated motionlessly above the tiger's mouth, and a cyan one above his head kept rising and falling.

There are eight monks sitting in eight directions below the mouth of the tiger, and there is a yellow formation in the middle of them, and the formation is more than ten zhang long. Luo Tong's figure was standing in the middle of the array, and his body was protected by the magic array, which was obviously the hub of the array.

Yu Xian stood on the fire spirit fan and watched all this from afar, her eyes revealed a dignified look, all this had long been in her expectation Zheng But just like Hou Zhen, the essence of cultivation is to step on Bei Rao's shoulder and climb up, she has no choice.

The power of the Yi family is so strong, even other families in the sect can't help them, let alone a Guiyuan Realm monk like Yu Feifan, in their eyes, it is not much worse than pinching an ant to death.

If you don't want to change your fate no matter what, and still don't want to give in, you can only die meaninglessly.

"Brother Yu, don't worry, when I have succeeded in cultivation, I will definitely seek justice for you. Yu Xian said with a firm expression, and then the fire spirit fan under his feet slowly flew away from the cluster.

As for the result, it is already doomed without looking at it, the nine Guiyuan Realm monks, plus the Nine Curved Yellow River Formation Diagram, I am afraid that even the cultivators of the Evil Realm will be difficult to escape easily.

Looking at the yellow sand in his eyes, Yu Feifan's eyes flashed, his eyes became sharp, he couldn't see through any changes in his eyes when he poured spiritual power into his eyes just now.

"It doesn't seem like this is any ordinary illusion. As soon as Yu Feifan's words fell, a gust of wind rolled up the yellow sand, and it instantly condensed into a salon in the air.

As soon as Sharon condensed into his body, he immediately swallowed Yu Feifan into his mouth with a big mouth, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all.

Yu Feifan has the protection of the Blue Devil Tower, and he keeps wandering in the salon's body, and the wind blade in the salon's body is wrapped in the wind and sand and becomes more and more violent, as if endless, until Yu Feifan is completely torn apart.

Luo Tong stood in the middle of the magic circle, pinching the strange magic trick in his hand, and sneered in his mouth: "This is not a simple illusion, the Nine Curves of the Yellow River is an ancient magic weapon, which is really refined with golden sand, and there are nine prohibitions, once you enter it, you will be completely lost, and you will never be able to escape until your mana is exhausted and you die." ”

"Break!" The Blue Devil Tower outside Yu Feifan's body suddenly became larger, and he directly broke through the saloon and flew out, but the scene in front of him changed again, and there was a rushing river in front of him. As far as the eye can see, the end of the river is where the outlet is.

With a movement in his heart, Yu Feifan released the dripping sword, and then a piece of real water was released from his body, the magic trick in his hand changed, and his body disappeared in place like a meteor.

The strange thing is that Yu Feifan flew away for an hour in a row, but he couldn't fly out of here, and every time he reached the exit, he saw his figure turn and another river flashed, and several rivers seemed to be endless.

"Something interesting?" Yu Feifan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and as soon as his figure stopped, a deep water spiritual power immediately appeared in the water flow under his feet, enveloping him. And the water and qi were one after another, and the pressure around his body seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and the mana in his body was suppressed even more seriously.

Fortunately, the mana in Yu Feifan's body is very deep, several times that of ordinary monks, even if he is suppressed for a few points at this time, he can still maintain the battle, and other monks will have long been unable to support it because of the loss of mana.

"Kill!" Luo Tong, who was outside the formation, let out a low cry when he saw that Yu Feifan was suppressed, and the eight monks around him released their magic weapons one after another. These mana actually hit Yu Feifan through the formation diagram, and they were not affected by the formation inside in the slightest.

This is the wonder of this formation, the strength of the trapped people is suppressed, but the strength of Rao outside the formation is not affected in the slightest. What's more, the trapped people can't even detect who is attacking.

In the face of the combined blow of the eight magic weapons, even Yu Feifan had to avoid one or two for the time being, especially now that the mana in his body was suppressed and could not exert the full power of the Dripping Sword.

"It doesn't look like it can be delayed any longer. Yu Feifan thought about it in his heart, and the whole person immediately escaped from the attack of the eight magic weapons.

Luo Tong's originally smug expression suddenly froze, Yu Feifan actually dodged the fatal blow of the eight magic weapons, you must know that in order to be foolproof this time, the eight people he invited were all unusual to return to the Yuan Realm. Everyone has a name and a surname on the list of evil spirits, and since these people dare to be killers, they are naturally very confident in their cultivation.

Eight people together are even the cultivators who have entered the evil realm to be cautious, not to mention the suppression of the Nine Curves of the Yellow River Diagram.

As soon as Yu Feifan got out of the attack of the eight magic weapons, he raised his eyebrows, and the Netherworld Eye was immediately revealed, a cyan light swept away, and the yellow sand of the river in front of him disappeared immediately, and his surroundings were actually wrapped in Dao rune prohibitions, among which there were nine pillars of light that were very bright, obviously where the person presiding over the magic circle was.

"What a powerful magic circle!" Yu Feifan sighed secretly in his heart, even if he saw through the illusion, the magic circle in this formation diagram was also very mysterious, if he couldn't break through these magic arrays, he would still not be able to get out of the formation diagram.

Yu Feifan's mouth opened, and the golden light flashed, and the sword spirit emerged. Yu Feifan pointed to the dripping sword above his head, and the sword spirit immediately entered the dripping sword Zheng A magic trick hit the dripping sword, and the sword qi on it immediately turned into a giant sword more than one zhang long.

Yu Feifan held it with one hand, and the mana in his body was wildly poured into it, and the body of the dripping sword trembled, and a powerful sword power was hidden in it.

"Slash!" Without any hesitation, Yu Feifan blocked the Blue Devil Tower forward, blocking the attack of the eight magic weapons, and turned around and slashed directly at one of the nine magic arrays.

The dripping sword fused with the sword spirit was urged by Yu Feifan with all his might, and the power in it was that the original Madame Peacock also wanted to hate the sword. One of the eight people who was driving the magic weapon was shocked when he saw that Yu Feifan's flying sword could accurately stand on top of his formation, and instantly understood that the other party had seen through the formation diagram.

What frightened him even more was that because the protection of the magic circle should be impregnable here, he did not release the magic weapon to protect himself. At this time, seeing Yu Feifan's sword power, he didn't have time to get out, and immediately released a black shield from the storage bag, and at the same time, a black light flashed on his body, and a set of delicate armor appeared.

As soon as he had done all this, the long sword above his head had already fallen.

The Dripping Sword was so powerful that after a sword, the circle and the shield were cut in half.

Yu Feifan slashed down with a sword, and the Blue Devil Tower also suffered a blow from eight magic weapons and was knocked out. In an instant, Yu Feifan once again drove Hua Yuanding out of his original position, and the dripping sword in his hand was slashed again, at this time it was already a chance of life and death, and Yu Feifan's subordinates had no mercy.

The dripping sword slashed down continuously, and five monks in the circle had already been killed. The remaining three monks saw that the situation was not good, and immediately flew out of the formation map, and the Jiuqu Yellow River map was broken and was taken in by Luo Tong

Facing Yu Feifan, who was holding a dripping sword, Luo Tong's face was frightened, and he didn't seem to believe that the means just now were used by Yu Feifan.

"You are monks of the Evil Spirit List. Yu Feifan looked at the remaining three monks who were completely covered by the black robe and said lightly, these people he had seen once in the Valley of Despair last time.

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply," Luo Tong was not an ordinary monk after all, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and said to the other three monks, "Fellow Daoists, although he has broken through the Yellow River Diagram of the Nine Songs, he is afraid that forcibly casting the sword technique is already the end of the crossbow." If you help me kill him, I will triple my original reward, and the reward of these fallen Daoists will be yours. ”

Man dies for money, and birds die for food. This statement is always true.

The three Evil Spirit List monks glanced at each other and found that Yu Feifan's body had a vague aura, which had indeed consumed a lot of vitality.

"Okay, Luo Daoyou, we'll help you again! One of the three monks agreed.

Seeing that the three of them agreed, a trace of evil smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, and the blue wave sword in his hand was released from the storage bag, instantly condensing into a green silk. As soon as he made a move, he was the most powerful sword condensing technique.