Chapter 488: Anti-Guest-oriented!
Mu Feng in the Blood Slaughter Ancient Array, although he was in danger, he was extremely quiet.
Because, the countless mystical ancient divine patterns in his eyes are shining, and they have to be inherited from the peerless ruthless emperor, and Mu Feng's insight on the runes is definitely the best among the people present.
"That, it's really ruthless. Once it falls within this ancient array, it will inevitably be destroyed!"
Xiao Bai on Mu Feng's shoulder said angrily.
Although he had a strong power of divine soul back then, he was not very proficient in the spirit rune master.
What's more, the runes on this ancient array are dense, mysterious and ancient, like nature.
Even, it is no exaggeration to say that this kind of superb arrangement technique is by no means something that some current spirit rune masters can arrange.
"Hehe... It's naΓ―ve to want to kill me. β
Call~
Mu Feng exhaled lightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of arc.
"Oh, boy Mu Feng, have you found a breakthrough?"
When Xiaobai heard this, he was immediately excited.
"Nope. β
Mu Feng said lightly, but before the disappointment on Xiaobai's face could spread.
Mu Feng continued: "I have a bold idea, this talisman array is not arranged by the seventh blood, so it must be difficult for him to control it, it must be difficult to be like an arm finger, I want to be able to oppose the guest, become the leader of this formation, and let it taste the taste of this formation?!"
Xiaobai was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Then in the beast's pupils, his eyes lit up: "Damn, this god appreciates your kid's domineering energy, and he needs help, just say it." β
Mu Feng nodded when he heard this.
On the slightly angular handsome cheeks, there is a trace of solemnity.
Although this is simple, however, a released formation, wanting to become the dominant one against the guest, undoubtedly puts forward an extremely high requirement for the vision and means of the spirit rune master!
Laugh at!
Mu Feng's palm flipped over, and a non-stone and non-jade spirit pattern pen appeared, which was obtained from the hand of a disciple of the Jade Sword Sect.
With Mu Feng, it has been more than two years.
The finger gently rubbed the barrel of the pen, and there was a slight crack on it.
It seems that after this competition, I need to find a chance to get another high-level spirit pattern pen.
Airplanes!
I saw Mu Feng all around, windless and automatic, and hunting in robes.
The eyebrows were agitated, and the surging and majestic power of the divine soul came out of the body, like an erupting torrent, directly injected into the spirit pattern pen.
The nib of the pen shines with silver light, as if it has been dipped in ink, and it is lifelike.
Laugh at!
The spirit pattern pen swiped lightly in the void, like a silver rainbow, extremely gorgeous.
However, this is just the beginning.
I saw that next, Mu Feng's wrist shook slightly, like a butterfly wearing flowers, which was extremely beautiful.
Sneer~~
The silver threads melt into the void, mysterious and dazzling.
Outside!
The seventh blood son with a crazy face on his face stood in the air, and when he saw the situation of Mu Feng in the Blood Slaughter Ancient Array, a mocking smile appeared on his face.
Once, there were also spirit rune masters who fought against him, and he also thought about using spirit runes to break out of the formation.
"But is that possible?"
Those who tried to break the formation in vain were all crushed and destroyed.
If the ancient array was broken so easily, it would not have a great prestige. Although this ancient rune array was only at the peak of the fifth order, it was by no means something that Mu Feng, a hairy boy, could break through.
The seventh blood son was like watching a trapped beast in a cage, he didn't care, and his face was relaxed.
"Lord Natsuki, can you make a move and kill this fang!"
Yang Xuan's eyes stared at the seventh blood, and he did not hide the killing intent in it, and sent a message to Xia Shu.
"No, you can't. β
Natsuki's palm holding the seat handle was slightly strained.
Quack, the hard solid wood handle, there were fine cracks, it can be seen that his heart is also extremely angry, but he still shook his head lightly.
At the same time, the Natsuki envoy raised his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, thoughtfully.
It seems, from there, he felt a hint of aura that made his heart palpitate inexplicably.
In other words, the strength that exists there is far beyond him, which can't help but make him extremely jealous.
"Seventh Senior Brother!"
Xiao Yu'er's pretty face was also full of worry.
She could feel that the strength of the seventh blood was no longer below her, and with the power of the Blood Slaughter Ancient Array, it was still unknown whether Mu Feng would be able to resist it.
Even, if you are not careful, you may be wiped out.
"Senior sister, don't be impatient, I can feel that the sixth junior brother is the son of great luck, and he will never fall so easily. β
Li Xun's eyes flickered, but there was no sense of relaxation, and he said.
Xiao Yu'er shook her head slightly when she heard this.
After all, Li Xun's statement is too illusory.
.......
At this time, within the ancient array.
"Grow up. β
Mu Feng's face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were extremely hot, and the palm of the spirit pattern pen was already steady.
A little more space.
Airplanes!
Like a stone thrown into the surface of a quiet lake, the ripples visible to the naked eye in the void rippled open.
And in the center of the ripples, a seedling-like rune structure grew rapidly.
If someone who knows the goods is here, they can recognize it at a glance, and this seedling is full of dense mysterious and ancient mysterious runes.
Airplanes!
In a few breaths, the seedling grew into a towering tree, directly against the falling millstone.
Tick.
At the edge of Mu Feng's hair, hot sweat dripped down.
This runic array originated from the peerless ruthless emperor, and it is called: Towering Pattern!
Fifth Order Pinnacle Rune.
Even if Mu Feng is arranging it now, it is very difficult.
"Good!"
Xiao Bai looked at the blood-colored grinding disc that was almost covered by the towering patterns, and couldn't help but admire.
"Xiaobai, in a while, I need you to help me calm this space!"
Mu Feng looked at the center of the formation in the center of the grinding plate, and his eyes were hot.
"No problem. β
Xiaobai is gearing up, with a posture of eagerness to try.
After the continuous recovery of the power of the divine soul, Xiaobai's magical power of time standing still can be used once in a few days.
This is definitely a powerful boost for Mu Feng.
Laugh at!
A milky white liquid was sucked into Mu Feng's mouth.
It is the 10,000-year-old earth-heart milk from the owner of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Pavilion.
This thing calms down and has the effect of restoring the soul, Mu Feng directly inhaled a third, and suddenly his face was slightly ruddy.
"Okay, now is it. β
Mu Feng said loudly.
Xiao Bai nodded slightly, and his snow-white little paws poked into the void in front of him.
Strange fluctuations emanated, and Mu Feng only felt that everything in front of him was completely still.
Shout!
The young man's figure swept away at the place where he was staring.
"What?"
It was difficult for people from the outside world to see the situation inside the ancient formation, but this did not include the leader of that formation, the seventh blood!
At this time, he was horrified to find that Mu Feng had directly arrived at the core of the formation.
A bad premonition hit my heart.
(End of chapter)