Zhang Yifeng did not write down this pattern. If you write it down, it's a dead battle!

Zhang Yifeng is comprehending why this formation is so natural. And his formation, compared to this formation, what is missing.

Only in this way will he be able to find the shortcomings and flaws of his formation.

Another day passed, and Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes in an instant. He picked up a branch from the ground and carved it on the ground like a madman.

Half an hour later, he put his hands on the ground and released a terrifying aura, followed by a low cry.

"Three-level killing array, 100 slashes!"

As soon as the voice fell, a formation enchantment suddenly appeared around him, and a terrifying blade suddenly appeared in the enchantment.

Boom!

These blades blocked the entire space and struck at Zhang Yifeng from all directions.

Every time the knife falls, it can burst into a burst of fire.

The reason why there is a fire is because Zhang Yifeng cast a battle immortal body.

After all the blades fell, Zhang Yifeng let go of his palm, and without the provision of aura, the third-level formation disappeared.

The corners of Zhang Yifeng's mouth finally showed a smile.

Obviously, the perception of the past few days has finally borne fruit, and he can finally arrange the third-level formation. Moreover, this was something he realized through his own comprehension, not according to the pattern of the third-level formation.

There seems to be no difference between the two, and in the end, they can all lay out a three-level formation, but the meaning is different.

Although Zhang Yifeng is not a formation master, he also knows that the stronger the formation, the more he needs to understand the nature of heaven and earth. If you don't have a comprehension, even if there is a peerless formation in front of you, even if you can copy and depict it 100%, you will definitely not be able to activate the formation, just because of the lack of perception of heaven and earth.

If the formation is so easy to portray, all cultivators can become powerful formation masters, because the memory of cultivators is very strong, and there is absolutely no problem in copying the formation patterns step by step. But in fact, the copied formations are all dead, not alive.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng realized the three-level formation through himself, which means that he is suitable for the path of the formation, and in the future, the four-level formation, the fifth-level formation, and even the more terrifying eight-level and nine-level killing formation, he also has the confidence that he can understand the Tao contained in it.

After portraying the third-level killing array, Zhang Yifeng improved the phantom array and trapped the formation according to his own understanding.

Each formation has been upgraded to the third level.

With the arrangement, Zhang Yifeng found that his formation could continue to improve.

This is also the so-called thick accumulation and thin hair, and if the comprehension is deep, improving the formation will get twice the result with half the effort.

"It's a pity that I don't have time to improve the formation, it's time to go to the Thousand Illusion Gate."

Zhang Yifeng muttered lightly, he didn't continue to improve the formation, but quickly walked out of the fog.

Because today is the ninth day of the first month, that is, the day of the arrival of the messenger of the hidden door.

Out of the maze, the sun has risen.

Zhang Yifeng stepped on the kamikaze footwork, performed the breath-holding technique, and quickly went up the mountain.

But he didn't go to the mountain in the end, but stopped halfway up the mountain, because at the mountain gate, all the disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect gathered together, they were dressed neatly, as if they were greeting some big person.

Zhang Yifeng knew that these people were not greeting him, but welcoming the messenger early in the morning.

Zhang Yifeng stepped on his feet and jumped onto a big tree with lush foliage next to him, although his vision was blocked by the leaves, his divine sense had been capturing every move at the mountain gate.

This attention is an hour.

An hour passed, but the messenger waiting for the Thousand Illusion Gate did not come at all.

"Master, who are we going to welcome? Why hasn't it come yet, is it even stronger than the Thousand Illusion Gate? "A disciple asked his master, after all, the Thousand Illusion Sect was already one of the most powerful sects in the Kunlong Mountain Range.

"Someone we can't afford to mess with."

"Is it someone from the Hidden Door?" The disciple asked again.

"Shhhh There are some things that you just need to know in your heart, you don't need to say it, originally you were not qualified to welcome the messenger, but this time is different, the master of the door is dead, we have to ask the messenger to help us. ”

"How long will the messenger come?"

"I don't know, the time of each time the envoy comes is uncertain, so we just wait here."

Time passed, another hour passed, the sun had risen to the highest sky, and there was still no messenger in sight.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was a little impatient, his divine sense caught a figure.

This is a middle-aged, middle-aged man with a tall stature and haughty eyes.

Dressed in a white trench coat and with his hands behind his back, he slowly ascended the mountain step by step.

Although he moved very slowly, it was ten meters in one step, and only a dozen steps appeared under the mountain gate.

"Interesting, interesting."

Seeing the middle age, Zhang Yifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth. Although it was true that things were the same as he thought, he did not expect the messenger to be this person.

"Here it is, here comes the messenger. Quick, meet the messenger. ”

Under the mountain gate, an old man took the lead and bowed to the middle-aged man.

As soon as he moved, hundreds of people behind him saluted at the same time. and shouted to the messenger.

This battle is not small.

"Why is there such a big battle this time?" The middle-aged flat voice came, and although he said this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that this way of greeting made him feel very cool.

"Huh? Why don't you see Xuanze Temple. ”

Suddenly, the middle-aged voice became colder, and the air around him seemed to drop a few degrees. He found that among the people who greeted him, there was no Xuanze Temple.

If the lord of one door does not come to greet him, what is the use of making so many people?

"The envoy is angry, it's not that the door master doesn't come to greet him, but the door master really can't come to greet him."

"Hmph, what's more important than greeting me? This boss, doesn't he want to be it? ”

"Lord Messenger, I can't tell you the truth, the master of the door is dead."

The elder's voice choked.

"Dead?" The middle-aged man's body trembled, and then he frowned, "In this mundane world, there are indeed a few people who can kill him. But, do they dare? Those sects all know that your Thousand Illusion Sect has a backstage. Could it be that your master died unexpectedly? ”

"Lord Messenger, the master of the door did not die accidentally, and please ask the Lord Messenger to be the master of the Thousand Illusions Gate for me!"

The elder suddenly knelt down towards the middle age. As soon as he knelt, all the Thousand Illusion disciples knelt on the ground.

The middle-aged man nodded lightly, and only said one word domineeringly: "Say." ”

"Lord Messenger, the master of the door was killed by a man named Zhang Yifeng. This Zhang Yifeng is extremely arrogant, even if the door master says that you exist, he will kill it correctly, and what is the hidden door worth, come one to kill one, come to two to kill a pair! ”

The middle-aged man said angrily: "There is a kind! I want to see what that Zhang Yifeng is capable of. Tell me, his detailed identity, is he the master of a major force in the Kunlong Mountain Range? ”