Chapter Seventy-Three: The Scattered Spirit Formation of the Soil Dungeon
He used True Yuan to protect the wounds on his waist and shoulders, and decided to take one last risk, forcibly entering the area covered by the Earth Dungeon Spirit Gathering Array, and introducing everyone into the range of the formation.
The coverage area of the Scattered Spirit Array is the three zhang of Fang Yuan, once the formation is activated, as long as the people within the range of the three zhang will immediately be trapped by the Scattered Spirit Array and their mana will be dispersed.
All the Xuan power was used on the body protection sword qi, and Qin Yang's body protection sword qi suddenly increased by a circle, and the light was great.
He dodged the flying swords, flames, and lightning that could kill him, and resisted the wind blades and flying stones that he could resist, and did not do superfluous dodging movements, and in the midst of twists and turns, he walked firmly towards the eye of the formation.
Just when the body protection sword shield was about to collapse after being struck by several lightning bolts, he waved the formation flag at the eye of the formation without hesitation and activated the formation.
It's a long story, but it's really just a matter of moments.
Qin Yang waved the red array flag, and the red array flag drew an arc in the air......
After a burst of flying sand and stones, most of the more than ten monks fell into the dungeon scattered spirit array, and only four monks fell outside the formation, and the four monks who were not trapped by the formation scattered in a hurry.
Fortunately, the three Innate Stage cultivators were all trapped in the Earth Dungeon Scattering Spirit Array by Qin Yang, and the four monks who escaped were all only cultivated in the acquired stage.
Qin Yang's figure flashed, and he had already caught the two of them, but there were still two of them who escaped.
After Qin Yang threw the two people he had caught into the dungeon spirit array, his face flickered uncertainly for a moment before revealing a treacherous smile.
Qin Yang waved the array flag, and a cloud of blue light lifted the white-shirted young man who had lost all his mana out of the array.
As soon as the white-shirted young man saw Qin Yang, he immediately asked for a sacrificial weapon, and suddenly his face changed, and he said in shock and anger: "My mana, why is my mana gone, shameless, what have you done to me?"
Qin Yang smiled, walked up to the white-shirted young man, and said, "Your Excellency has been trapped in the Scattered Spirit Array of the Soil Prison below, you had better cooperate." β
As he spoke, he went to untie the storage bag hanging from the young man's waist, and the white-shirted young man covered the storage bag and took two steps back, and said angrily, "What are you going to do?"
Qin Yang took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and said: "Give me the storage bag, if I don't disarm you, I'm really a little worried, if you don't want to give me the storage bag, then I have to throw you to Lord Yama to take care of." β
The white-shirted young man looked at Qin Yang unwillingly, who only cultivated to the middle of the day after tomorrow, usually this kind of low-level monk was garbage in his eyes, he could kill him with one finger, but now he fell into the hands of such a garbage, how could he be willing.
He thought hatefully that as long as he recovered his mana, he would definitely break this shameless man into pieces.
As soon as he saw Qin Yang's majestic posture holding the Xuantie Sword in his hand, as well as the difficult rogue expression, he thought that he had no mana, so he had to hold back his anger and hand over the storage bag with humor.
Qin Yang opened the white-shirted monk's storage bag, took out the contents without any leftovers, put them into his own bag, and then returned the already empty storage bag to the white-shirted monk, grinning: "I am a kind-hearted person, I don't like to take people's love, since Your Excellency is so reluctant to give up your storage bag, I will return it to you later." β
Seeing that Qin Yang had robbed all of his belongings so greedily, the white-shirted monk turned blue with anger. He held back his anger and whispered, "Daoist friends have already got what they want, it's time to let us go." β
Qin Yang patted the white-shirted young man on the shoulder and said kindly: "I still don't understand some questions, please give me some advice." β
The white-shirted young man moved uncomfortably, trying to get rid of Qin Yang's hand on his shoulder.
Qin Yang simply put his whole arm on the white-shirted monk's shoulder, making a hook on his back, and from a distance, the two were very ambiguous. Qin Yang asked softly, "May I ask Daoyou, who is that ugly, evil and old mother-in-law?" β
The white-shirted young man's face was full of question marks, and he looked at Qin Yang suspiciously.
Qin Yang prompted: "It's the one wearing the purple rag." Your heads. β
The white-shirted young man understood, hesitated slightly, and said in a low voice, "She is my junior sister." My junior sister is my master's only daughter, she is a little evil, but she is not ugly, she is a famous beauty. β
Qin Yang's eyes showed a fierce light: "She has an ugly soul, you know, people can not be beautiful, but they must be beautiful in spirit." β
The white-shirted monk pleaded in a low voice: "Please let my junior sister go, my junior sister likes to do nonsense, and the old master has a headache, but she is not a bad person. β
Qin Yang slapped his palm on the back of the white-shirted monk's head, gritted his teeth and said, "She wants my life, she is not a bad person, she is worse than Lao Tzu, do you say she is a bad person?"
In the face of the hard facts, the white-shirted monk didn't dare to defend anymore, and just begged Qin Yang to let go of the girl in the purple skirt.
Qin Yang said suddenly: "I'll discuss with you how to deal with her later, isn't your sect very poor, your junior sister actually lives in that kind of cheap inn." β
He asked this sentence in order to put on the words of the white-shirted monk, to test the origin of the girl in the purple dress, so as to formulate different countermeasures.
The white-shirted young man glanced at Qin Yang, pondering his intentions, and then replied cautiously: "We are from the Xianxiang Sect, and Senior Sister Xue's father is the head of my Xianxiang Sect, you should have heard of it." Please let us go for the sake of the face of the Xianxiang faction. β
Qin Yang didn't know much about the sects around this Jade Mirror City, and the white-shirted young man said this to him, which was tantamount to saying it in vain.
He glanced at the white-shirted young man and asked, "That wicked and ugly old lady hasn't even cultivated to the innate stage, and her father's cultivation is not much higher. β
What he wanted to know was the strength of Xianxiangmen, and what the cultivation of the purple-skirted girl's father was, so he asked.
The white-shirted young man actually wanted to bring out the prestige of his sect to scare Qin Yang, Qin Yang asked like this, which hit his heart, and he replied: "My Immortal Fragrance Sect is one of the ten major sects in Jade Mirror City, my master has entered the ranks of Yuan Infant Stage cultivators twenty years ago, and the reason why my junior sister's cultivation is so low is because she was shocked by Master's enemies when she was a child, so it was very difficult for her to cultivate later, and because of this, Master felt ashamed of her junior sister, and pampered her in every way, and her junior sister was spoiled. β
Qin Yang said: "It turned out to be the tragic rich second generation. You don't scare me with words, since her father is a Yuanying monk, why would she stay in such a cheap inn?"
In fact, Qin Yang had already believed the words of the white-shirted monk, to be honest, hearing that the girl's father was a Yuanying monk really scared him a lot, it seemed that things were a little tricky. He wanted to inquire more about the situation.
The white-robed monk hesitated, "This ......"
Qin Yang threatened: "Don't talk nonsense, do you still have room for bargaining now, even if your master is a Yuanying monk, I will kill you with all my might, it's a big deal that he killed me, don't think I dare not kill you." β
Thinking of Qin Yang's madness of not caring about life and death when activating the formation, the white-shirted monk believed that Qin Yang was definitely an outlaw, so he had to speak: " A month ago, the family that was engaged to the younger sister officially proposed to the younger sister, the master kept the promise of the year, and agreed to the other party's proposal, but the younger sister knew that she was furious, and beat the fiancΓ© who was engaged to him into a cripple, and the younger sister knew that she had caused a big disaster, so she escaped, because she fled too quickly, and did not bring many spirit stones and magic weapons, so we did not find her in the more advanced inns, so we expanded the scope of search, and even the small inn was also checked, so the younger sister was found. β
After the white-shirted monk finished speaking, he licked his lips and added: "In order to find the junior sister, the master sent ten teams of people, some of them also have Jindan period monks, and a few of us have fled from this place, and you will not do you any good at all if you kill us." β