Chapter One Hundred and Four

Yang Yuanhao was delighted, he didn't expect that filling the first gap would be so smooth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 However, when he looked at the other two gaps, his face couldn't help but darken.

The further you go in the arrangement, the more difficult it will become. The same is true for the completion formation, the filling of this first gap is so smooth, then the next two gaps may not be as simple as imagined!

Sit cross-legged, hook your handprints, and begin to pranayama. The rolling aura was like a gurgling stream of water, pouring into Yang Yuanhao's body, making a "whoosh" sound.

A ray of glow lingered, and above Yang Yuanhao's spiritual body, the inscription bloomed with golden light. The black hair was also golden in the golden light.

The fluorescence shone between his eyebrows, his eyes opened, the golden light was revealed, and it was extremely strange, coupled with the already handsome face, if it was in the outside world, I don't know how many girls would love it!

Airplanes!

Standing up, Yang Yuanhao sighed slightly, looked up at the starry sky above his head, but it looked like a universe, not knowing what he was thinking.

He came back to his senses, and then his fingers were a little on the formation, and the aura was poured in, and he painted again.

Snort!

Sure enough, as imagined, the inscription after the first notch, the aura consumed was not comparable to before. If the aura consumed before is compared to a lake, then the consumption at this time is like a sea.

"Hmph~"

Yang Yuanhao snorted in his throat, obviously a little uncomfortable with this kind of consumption. The strength of his spirit body is stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can't support it.

"Plop."

For about two hours, Yang Yuanhao couldn't bear it anymore, and sat on the ground, sweating like rain. But though he couldn't hold it back, he didn't let go of his fingers, and a light shot from his fingertips, where he had stopped sketching.

Because after all, this was not the formation he had arranged himself, if he stopped the transmission of spiritual energy, then his efforts for these two hours would be in vain!

Calm down and close his eyes, his body suddenly seemed to be like a whirlpool, absorbing the aura around him to achieve recovery.

While Yang Yuanhao was absorbing the aura to recover himself, waves of aura were flowing into the formation along the meridians, and then his mind was probed, and his fingers were hooked.

This kind of operation is a technical task, and the danger is not low.

If the operation is good, if there is a mistake in the operation process, it will directly inflate the body with aura, explode and die!

If it weren't for the previous level of the manipulation of the qi of heaven and earth, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Yuanhao had become more and more proficient in manipulating the qi of heaven and earth, if it weren't for these prerequisites, Yang Yuanhao wouldn't have dared to take risks and operate so boldly.

Buzzing!

The void fluctuated, and the aura rolled out, which was absorbed by Yang Yuanhao, and after the "filtering" of the Yuan Spirit, it was consumed in an instant between the slides of his fingers.

The continuation of such manipulation was only half an hour, Yang Yuanhao's face was pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble. After all, his control of aura was not yet at its peak.

The handprint changed slightly, and waves of aura spiraled from his body, like a hurricane, coiling around Yang Yuanhao's arm. Then he slowly rotated, followed Yang Yuanhao's fingers, and rotated into the formation.

After this hand, Yang Yuanhao's aura suddenly withered, and his physical strength was obviously exhausted. But, fortunately, the sliding of the formation went to the second gap!

Call~

Exhaling lightly, Yang Yuanhao's mind probed into his mind. Sure enough, although this body is a spirit body, the spirit sea still exists. It's just that this spiritual sea has changed greatly.

It was like a real ocean, churning between breaths, rolling up Dao Dao aura. Yang Yuanhao was surprised that this space was so bizarre, and it turned the spiritual sea into a real "sea"!

The mind swept over a corner of the spiritual sea, where a huge ball of light floated, and the light cluster was densely packed, and countless points of light flowed in the light cluster.

The extremely pure power flowed in that light cluster, and this was the essence of the remaining resentful spirits in the third layer of the ancient well.

Yang Yuanhao's mind hooked the essence of the resentful spirit, extracted wisps of pure spiritual energy, and as his fingers slid in the void, he once again engraved the "connection" inscription.

Snort!

With the previous experience of inscription, the "connection" inscription at this time was formed very smoothly under its outline.

As soon as the palms of the hands were closed, the inscriptions fluttered down on the gap in the formation, the same as the first gap before, and the repulsive force appeared in an instant, and this kind of repulsive power was not comparable to the first gap at all.

"Hmph."

Yang Yuanhao couldn't help but snort, the lines on his body suddenly darkened, and his aura became even more sluggish.

"Damn, too impatient." He couldn't help but curse.

Indeed, with his current situation, forcibly fusing the "connection" inscription with the formation is indeed a bit of a quick success. Yang Yuanhao's aura was exhausted and his spirit was sluggish at this time, how could he accurately integrate the two?

Burst!

Yang Yuanhao's eyes widened slightly, and a mouthful of turbid air spurted out of his mouth, which was equivalent to the blood of the body, in other words, Yang Yuanhao at this time was counterattacked and injured!

"Damn."

Yang Yuanhao clenched his teeth. Seeing that the second gap is about to fall short, I am unwilling. Immediately, his eyes suddenly became firm, and his handprint pressed downward, and then changed abruptly.

Laugh at!

The glow of light bloomed from his arms, and the inscriptions around him began to flow, converging towards his arms.

And at the moment when all the inscriptions converged on his arm, Yang Yuanhao's aura changed suddenly, the aura erupted, and the surrounding void cracked, revealing countless patterns.

Bang!

Yang Yuanhao pinched the "connection" inscription and pressed it against the gap.

Burst!

The second dead lamp on the portal also lit up.

At the same time, Yang Yuanhao did not stop, and his fingers traveled directly according to the formation pattern.

He wanted to use the power that erupted at this moment to complete the formation pattern in one go!

Buzzing!

Yang Yuanhao didn't seem to feel tired, and the speed of finger sketching was not slow at all.

If there is a prestigious facsimile master here, he will be extremely surprised to see Yang Yuanhao's state at this time. Because of the state that Yang Yuanhao fell into at this moment, he has a reputation in the world of facsimile patterns.

Icing on the cake!

Although the name of this state seems to be quite delicate, it is full of literary brilliance. However, it has been listed as a forbidden technique by the Pattern Realm!

Because the performance of this technique is really harmful to others and not to himself, and Yang Yuanhao's current behavior is undoubtedly self-destructive. This technique was only unsealed by the Pattern Realm during the war years and used against the enemy.

And why Yang Yuanhao knew about this technique, it was due to the "Cultivation Book of the Pattern Copying Master" given by the Overlord Heavenly King. The Overlord is worthy of a generation of Pattern Masters, and even this taboo is involved.

Airplanes!

Yang Yuanhao, who was in a state, moved extremely quickly, and within half an hour, the remaining formation patterns had been outlined, and Yang Yuanhao's crystal fingers were pointed at the last gap.

"Hmph."

Wu, Yang Yuanhao's fingers on the gap couldn't help but tremble, and a muffled snort came out of his throat.

Although the "icing on the cake" can be a copyist who bursts out with a power several times stronger than himself in a certain period of time, but in the same way, while overdrawing this power, there will also be a relative counter-creation. Obviously, at this moment, Yang Yuanhao may have begun to be eaten by the "icing on the cake". And the icing on the cake is the pattern of loss, and the natal spirit pattern of injury. The light one has fallen into the realm of the pattern, and he cannot be refined in this life; The heavier ones have never had anything to do with the facsimile since then.

And Yang Yuanhao is extremely fortunate that he has not yet condensed the pattern crystal, and he has not really stepped into the realm of copying the pattern!

The fingers are softly coiled, shooting out wisps of light, interspersed back and forth in the gap, like a sewing needle, sewing and mending tattered clothes.

Airplanes!

The aura was pervasive, overflowing from the formation patterns on the portal. Yang Yuanhao's fingers left the formation, only to see that the last withered lamp was lit.

(A total of seven chapters are owed.,Will be made up slowly.。。 ）

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