Wu Tian carefully looked at the six tripods engraved on the right arm of the wind force in the abyss array,

Everyone has a different style of painting,

Similarly, each formation mage's style when they engraved the formation was completely different.

At this moment, on the arm of the wind, Wu Tian did see the style of the little madman.

Therefore, this formation pattern is not the work of wind power alone at all. Of course, Wu Tian believes that with the character of a little madman, it is impossible to do such a thing as cheating.

In other words, this formation, its existence, is just a little madman, cultivated to protect the wind and safety.

But he didn't know that the wind was shameless, saying that this unfinished formation was his.

Now, the wind power, with the pen in his hand, is to finish the formation.

"Shameless. Wu Tian couldn't help but speak, his eyes were cold, and those eyes seemed to be the divine thunder in the nine heavens, hitting people's hearts.

Feng Li was looked at by Wu Tian like this, and he only felt that all the secrets were looked at, which made his body tremble, and he couldn't help but start trembling.

"This ...... What kind of gaze is this?"

"His gaze was terrifying. ”

The heart of the wind is afraid.

"Feng Gongzi, what's wrong with you?"

The array mage who came with the wind power frowned and asked.

"I....... I...... I'm fine. "The wind came back to his senses, his heart palpitated, and he cowered.

"Wind Boy...... Let's do it. A formation mage urged: "The formation pattern of the six tripods on your arm in the Yuan Array, you only need to add a few strokes, and this array is good." I think there should be no one to beat, and they lost. ”

"yes. ”

The formation mage behind Feng Li nodded and said.

"Good. Feng Li nodded, and immediately used the array pen, holding the pen in his left hand, and wrote on his right arm, the unfinished formation.

Array pen,

Xuanjie!

Ink is the blood of the five-grade demon beast.

He, when he was portrayed, everyone was watching,

The little guy is no exception, carving the formation pattern on his body, and the little guy looks so ugly.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The formation mage of the wind power noticed the little guy's gaze and was dissatisfied: "If you don't hurry up and engrave the formation pattern yourself, do you want to steal it?"

"Stealing from school?" the little guy frowned, looked at the array of mages, and said, "Are you talking to me?"

"Otherwise?" the mage sneered and said, "You must be trying to learn secretly, but can you learn it?" ”

"Die. Looking at this scene, Wu Tian snorted, and suddenly, the blood flashed, and the formation mage died on the spot.

The crowd was sluggish.

"If you want to compare, you should compare the formation, not the lip service. Wu Tian smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "My child is still young, you can't bully her, otherwise, you will die." ”

When these words came out, in the space, I couldn't help but be cold,

Call all the array mages, and their bodies are trembling.

They couldn't help but look at Wu Tian with horror on their faces.

In this space, the killing intent is awe-inspiring, and if you don't kill tens of thousands of people, there will definitely not be such a strong murderous aura.

Wu Tian was alone, shocking the audience!!

"Dad, thank you. The little guy said to Wu Tian,

Wu Tian nodded, happy in his heart.

The daughter of her own family, do you already know how to thank her parents?

That's a good thing.

For the first time, Wu Tian understood what true relief was.

The little guy turned his head, looked at the wind, and said, "You think you've won?"

Fengli was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "This is natural, I will not be defeated, only three strokes are missing, the formation is formed, the six tripods are in the abyss array, it is a first-class formation, when the six tripods are the first in the six-grade formation, and when the seven tripods are the first, they should also be the first in the seven-grade formations, you ...... How can you beat me?"

"Ignorance. The little guy spit out two words and said disdainfully: "You don't know the four words of endless learning? You don't know the four words of the sky outside the sky? Don't you know the four words of the frog at the bottom of the well?"

"Today, I will let you understand that in the six-grade formation, the six tripods are in the abyss formation, which is nothing at all?"

The little guy said domineeringly,

The voice was loud, as if there was an invincible aura.

Among the six products, the six tripods are nothing in the Yuan Array?

It's true?

Fake?

They were shocked.

"Now, I'll show you it. ”

"What is the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation. ”

The little guy's tone was very confident.

"Nine Songs Yellow River Formation?" these words came out, and the faces of the array mages present changed greatly.

What kind of formation is this?

Why haven't they heard of it?

Wu Tian stood aside and smiled. This group of people, where would they have heard of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation? It was a formation in the mythical world, and of course it was not as terrifying as the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but it was not to be underestimated.

Sanxiao relied on this array, rampant for a while, if it weren't for the arrival of Yuan Shi Tianzun, Jiang Ziya's side, but no one could break this array.

Nine curves of the Yellow River are thousands of miles of sand, and the waves are blowing from the end of the world.

This sentence is not just talking.

The nine curves of the Yellow River carry thousands of miles of wild sand. All the way from the sky, to the end.

Heaven and earth are full of sand,

There is no way to hide!

But to arrange this array, you need to mix the yuan golden bucket. And if you want the sand to be invincible, you need golden scissors and dragon ropes!

In this formation, Wu Tian also saw that if there were no three great treasures, this formation would be nine products.

And the little guy's comprehension can't be 100% thorough, and there are no treasures such as mixed yuan golden buckets, so the little guy's Jiuqu Yellow River Array is only six grades.

The invincibility in the six-rank formation is not the Liuding in the Yuan Formation, but the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation!

"Ridiculous, ridiculous......" The corners of Feng Li's mouth kept saying this sentence mockingly, his family history, what kind of Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, even he had never heard of it, how powerful could it be?

What's more, what materials do you have, the imprinting formation?

I have a good pen.

There is the blood of a good demon beast as ink!

What do you have?

...... But seeing Wu Tian come to the little guy step by step, his palm turned over, a bottle of blood, and a pen appeared in front of him.

Blood, the blood of the little phoenix.

And this pen is something in the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven.

There is no nice name,

It's just called the magic pen.

Its former owner was not an immortal, a cultivator.

It's an ordinary person,

It's just that his name is Ma Liang.

...... The little guy knows that what his father gave him is anything but ordinary.

The little guy opens the cap of the black bottle,

The aura in the blood of it, overflowing, and finally filled the surroundings, faintly, within the blood, there is the song of the phoenix, shocking people's hearts, alarming the heavens and the earth.

"This is ......" Yang Ziwei's face turned pale and shocked when he thought of something.

"The blood of the divine beast?" Feng Li was also dumbfounded.

"Impossible, between heaven and earth, apart from the hybrid divine beasts, is there a real divine beast?"

"Yes, there must be, some people say that the Emperor of the Dragon Domain, that is, the mount of the Heavenless Immortal Emperor in the past, is a real divine beast. ”

"But, even if there is a divine beast, who can get the blood of the divine beast?

The array mages were speechless in shock.

Feng Li and so on looked at the little guy's pen, this one, it doesn't look as beautiful as the pen, like an ordinary pen, it's not a big deal.

The blood of the beast is ink, but with this rough brush,

Waste!

What a waste!

Array mages, roaring in their hearts.

(End of chapter)