Chapter 536: The Weakest Foundation Building Beginning in History

Before the words fell, a gray light flashed, and the bald young man had a bloody hole in his throat, and his eyes looked straight behind him, and an incredible gaze instantly dimmed, and his face was full of dead ashes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info(

Xia Jian was taken aback, and hurriedly commanded his son and mother to turn the sword to protect it, but he saw that the blue shadow flashed, and one person had already arrived beside him, Xia Jian was an outstanding disciple of the Xia family, and he didn't panic at all.

"Poof!" Zhan Feng's sword stabbed on the shield, but in order to pursue speed, the strength of the Seven Star Sword did not reach the extreme, although this sword pierced the shield, it was immediately resisted by the shield, and only a section of the tip of the sword was exposed!

The corners of his mouth curled, his right hand suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword, and as soon as he held it with both hands, a cyan spear appeared in his hand, and a complicated formation hung on the tip of the spear.

Zhan Feng waved his arms, and the immortal exterminating spear stabbed back, just enveloping the black-haired old man who came to the rescue, the other party was stunned when he saw this, and then laughed and said: "Playing the formation in front of me, Brother Tai is not small!" ”

Xia Jian's flying sword had already flown back to his side at this moment, and when he looked up, he was surprised: "Zhan Feng!" ”

Zhan Feng was happy at him, the blue shadow flashed, and then disappeared again, the black-haired old man was shrouded in the small five-element formation of the Immortal Exterminating Spear, and he felt that the aura in his body was sluggish for a while, but his cultivation during the foundation building period, this small delay was instantly restrained, and he was about to sacrifice a magic weapon like a formation plate with a cruel smile on his face, when he suddenly loosened his body, and the formation around him disappeared out of thin air.

The black-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his heart was palpitating again, and he hurriedly opened his protection, and gambled on the ice wall behind him, only to hear the sound of "bell", and a gray light pierced the ice wall.

The flying sword of the mother and son has just returned to the hand. Zhan Feng disappeared in front of Xia Jian's eyes, he didn't dare to be careless at all, and hurriedly opened his mana, and the shield in front of him began to move around his body quickly. But. It's late!

The blue shadow actually appeared above his head the next moment, and for a moment, Xia Jian only felt that the sky was full of sword shadows. Covering the sky and the sun, there was a sudden pain in the top of his head, and Zhan Feng held the seven-star sword in his hand and inserted it into his top door!

"Ahh Xia Jian screamed and died!

Zhan Feng used the mysterious escape technique of the ghost fire flash. killed two people in a row by surprise in the style of the wind, and at this moment, with a faint firelight under his feet, quietly appeared in front of the black-haired old man, staring at each other coldly!

"So, you're actually a formation cultivator?" He asked faintly.

The black-haired old man's face was solemn: "You are Zhanfeng?" "The other party's blue-clothed young man has only cultivated the Great Perfection of the Qi Cultivation Period, but his escape technique is really weird, and it is the world-famous Shi Family Fire Escape Technique. And the three words "Zhanfeng" called out by Xia Jian were even more famous five years ago.

Five years ago, he was still cultivating in the Qi cultivation period, how could he not have heard of it!

"I am!" Zhan Feng looked at the other party with interest, and cultivated the formation. It was the first time he had seen that ordinary monks would inevitably delay their cultivation if they dabbled too broadly, and because of factors such as interest and inheritance, monks had to concurrently practice a "different art", and if this kind of concurrent cultivation was to put the cart before the horse, it would become Dan cultivation, instrument cultivation, Fu cultivation, beast cultivation, and so on.

But the formation repair! But it's rare, I didn't expect to be met by him today!

"I don't want to kill, but I have to tell me something!" Zhan Feng said lightly.

When the black-haired old man heard this, he immediately frowned, you don't want to kill? You're going to fucking kill two as soon as you come up, and you still don't want to kill people? Are you kidding me?

The formation is slender and the mana is generally very ordinary, and in the face of Zhan Feng, who became famous five years ago, the other party killed two monks in the Great Perfection of Qi cultivation a moment ago, the black-haired old man was obviously one level higher than the other party at this time, but he had no confidence at all, and when he heard the other party say this, he immediately said, "What do you want to know?" ”

"That earth-walking spiritual eye thing!" Zhan Feng said lightly: "I don't have a good temper, I don't like to be deceived, you'd better not lie to me!" ”

"This ......" As soon as the black-haired old man heard this, he knew that the other party of the three of them had been heard by the other party before, he looked at Zhan Feng's eyes, and couldn't help but hesitate. If this secret is leaked out, and the monk surnamed Zhu knows that it is his secret, even if he has the protection of the family, it is estimated that there will be no good results.

"What's the matter, I don't have much patience, if you're too embarrassed, why don't I help you make a decision!" Zhan Feng saw that the other party was hesitant, his eyes flashed and he said with a smile.

"What decision?"

"Soul search!" Zhan Feng gently spit out two words.

"What?" The black-haired old man's face changed greatly, and he took three steps back in a row and said in a trembling voice: "You, don't deceive people too much!" ”

Zhan Feng looked at his fierce and inward-looking appearance, and couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, this thing in front of him is too cowardly, you are also in the foundation building period.

His face changed, his right hand stretched out, and a cyan long sword appeared in his palm from the virtual to the real, the sword color entered the quiet pool, the sword qi was like a dazzling Changhong, and the three-inch green mangs were faintly like the current sword blade, as if wrapped in a layer of light.

"Ahh This ......" The black-haired old man's face changed again, he obviously felt that this magic weapon was by no means ordinary, with his current cultivation, he could already use the magic weapon produced by the ground level, and he also had a certain sense of the ground level magic weapon, but the sword in front of him could completely isolate his spiritual sense, and he couldn't see through it at all!

This shows that this sword is at least a mid-grade magic weapon!

The black-haired old man's face was like ashes, and the other party obviously only had the realm of the Great Perfection during the Qi Cultivation Period, and he could actually use the magic weapon of the middle grade of the ground level, this situation can only be described in two words, that is, against the sky!

This blue-clothed young man is not destined to be dealt with by himself, the black-haired old man's psychological defense line has completely collapsed, and he sighed and said, "Okay, what do you want to know, I'll tell you everything!" ”

Nima, you're too cowardly, Lao Tzu's sword just took it out, and you recruited it! Zhan Feng had a deep contempt for him in his heart, but his face was still calm and light, and he nodded and said: "Daoyou is really a wise man, he knows how to act at the right time, I admire him!" ”

I'll go, don't bring such a humble person, the black-haired old man is already extremely depressed in his heart.

"Take" Zhan Feng took out a piece of wood from the Na Ling ring and threw it to the black-haired old man: "I like friends like Brother Tai, take out a little bit of your spirit!" ”

Looking at Zhan Feng's grinning expression, the black-haired old man was almost about to vomit blood, how could he still have this trick of controlling the gods! His eyes flickered a few times, and he had no choice but to slap his head with his right hand, and with a twitch of it, two points of light, one red and one white, flew out of his body and landed on the wooden card.

Divine control technique, you need to attach the soul of the monk to the god control card, and make a soul oath, you must obey the order of the monk holding the god control card for life, and must not disobey, otherwise the other party only needs to pinch lightly, and the soul will fly away and die.

To put it bluntly, this is a slave!

The black-haired old man reluctantly handed over his soul, and secretly warned himself in his heart that he would never do formation cultivation again in the next life!

Zhan Feng took the god control card into his hand, carefully checked it before nodding with satisfaction, and put away the god control card, this is the first time he has used the god control card, and it feels good to have a slave.

In fact, he really wanted to capture the other party to search for souls, but as soon as he heard that the other party was a formation cultivator, he immediately changed his attention, his talent in formation was really a little unsatisfactory, and he had not met a formation master for so long, so it was easy to catch one at the moment, how could he easily kill it?

Killing a formation cultivator is simply a tyrannical thing!

Now that the relationship between master and servant has been determined, the two of them have lost a layer of life, Zhan Feng knows that the other party will not be blinded by himself for a while and a half, and the black-haired old man also knows that the other party will not kill him for a while and a half, and both parties are finally happy.

So, under Zhanfeng's detailed inquiry, the black-haired old man slowly said a lot of information.

It turned out that the black-haired old man's name was Zhai Tianji, and he was a member of the Zhai family, the lord of the Shenji District, the Zhai family was good at strange and clever tricks, and this Zhai Tianji was still talented in formation, and he had become the youngest formation master of the Zhai family at a young age, but his cultivation had fallen a lot, and the ancestor of the Zhai family gave him three Zhuji Dan on the basis of key training, which was the foundation building success three years ago.