As all attacks become distorted, the 'Sea Urchin Turret' turret's self-running battle formation coordination system fails, and deranged laser and plasma beams begin to attack each other.

Standing in the parking lot of Laoshan Mountain, condescendingly overlooking Zhang Chujiu, who had shrunk thousands of times, as if covered by an upside-down transparent giant bowl, and the cannibalistic 'sea urchin turret', a smile appeared on his originally anxious face, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and muttered to himself: "Take advantage of your illness to make you sick."

Since you don't know what to do, don't blame me for being ruthless. He pinched his hair with both hands and pointed downward, and the black mist around Zhang Chujiu flowed slowly like a tightened noose.

The originally extremely distorted and refracted dead light and plasma beams began to return to their normal orbits little by little, as if the concentrated fire attack of the 'Sea Urchin Turret' had finally accumulated into a qualitative change, slowly destroying the ability of the black mist to refract attacks.

This situation is naturally beneficial and harmless to Zhang Chujiu, but he has a gut feeling that something bad is about to happen.

Looking around vigilantly and finding nothing abnormal, Zhang Chujiu pondered for a few seconds and really couldn't think of anything wrong, but he had absolute trust in his premonition of danger, so he took precautions and bowed down, and used his compound supernatural powers to transform and shape his body.

In an instant, the hundreds of millions of pores around his body revealed blue, yellow, and black light, swelled out, his clothes turned into pieces, scattered on the ground, and his body changed into a monster with a head and tail, a snake head, and a turtle body, and sank into the ground.

Almost at the same time, more than 40 'sea urchin turrets' around Zhang Chujiu, the dead light and plasma that had been scattered in the sky were suddenly twisted and turned by the black fog again, and the firing point of the concentrated fire was exactly where Zhang Chujiu was standing just now.

If he hadn't escaped into the soil half a step earlier, he was afraid that this 'treating the other with the other' would have been able to shoot him into a sieve full of holes in an instant, and he would never have regained his human form.

Seeing in the air that such an ingenious design of himself was dissolved by Zhang Chujiu, the black figure was shocked and thought in his heart: "This Zhang Chujiu is just an inner disciple of the 'Mixed Yuan Cave' who became a monk halfway, even if he is a genius with a good brain, and he has mixed into the Heavenly Master Dao Academy and became a doctoral student, but the ability will not be innate."

Unexpectedly, in the last power of the ancient Shu Han, the 'Eight Gate Array' left by Zhuge Wuhou, how could this be possible, could he have anything else to follow!"

As he pondered, the 'Sea Urchin Turret', which had been attacking around Zhang Chujiu with a concentrated fire, began to disperse, floating aimlessly while continuing to pour death light, plasma, and sound waves.

The black figure looked down at this scene, and without thinking much about it, his hands pinched the magic trick and headed towards the magic circle under his feet.

At the same time, Zhang Chujiu, who had incarnated in the form of Xuanwu and escaped into the earth, had already realized that he had not really infiltrated the earth's crust and was still in the formation.

It's just that the underground evolved from this magic circle seems to be a dead spot for attacks like 'Shengmen', so there is no danger for the time being.

In this way, he couldn't help but put his stomach back in suspense, and began to use his mutated brain nerves to sense the 'sea urchin turret' that automatically dispersed before entering the ground, but through the monitoring on the creation, it was found that after scattering, the attacks of some 'sea urchin turrets' were still refracted by the black fog, and the attacks of some 'sea urchin turrets' returned to normal.

"The failure of the black fog just now is obviously a trap," recalling the scene he saw through the 'Sea Urchin Turret' monitoring in a moment, Zhang Chujiu thought with palpitations, "But if you continue to act now, it doesn't make any sense at all."

In this case, the black fog in the magic circle seems to be exactly the same, but in fact, there are differences, some have the miraculous effect of defeating the enemy, and some are simply ordinary fog. The 'sea urchin turrets', which were already far away from each other, continued to disperse.

The black figure outside the formation looked down at this scene, gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing to be done for a while.

With his strength, he couldn't fully exert the power of the stolen Ancient 'Eight Gate Array', and the fog of trapped enemies that spawned was less than half of the 10 miles, and the rest could only be confused by the blind eye.

Just now, Zhang Chujiu arranged his troops in a row, and the strong attack against the magic circle seemed to be Xuanhe, but it was actually in the hands of the black figure, which made it convenient for him to gather all the real fog of the trapped enemy and surround Zhang Chujiu along with 49 'sea urchin turrets'.

Now that Zhang Chujiu has escaped, the 'sea urchin turrets' have dispersed again, and the black figure can only tear apart the fog of trapped enemies that he has spawned, and scatter to chase those 'sea urchin turrets'.

This time, because the amount of fog trapped by the enemy was not enough, it was inevitable to take care of one or the other, and finally let Zhang Chujiu find a flaw.

And with Zhang Chujiu's actual combat experience, the appearance of the fighter will naturally not be easily let go.

After the 'Sea Urchin Turret' dispersed far enough, he lowered the attack power of the 'Sea Urchin Turret' that could refract death light and plasma beams in the black fog around him, while the 'Sea Urchin Turret' that surrounded the Black Mist could not defuse the attack continued to attack with all his strength regardless of energy consumption.

No matter how powerful the magic circle is, it will not be able to hold on for too long if it cannot exert its due power, and it only takes the attack without returning the color, which makes the enemy have scruples.

In particular, the black figure is in the city to set up a formation to grab treasures, and the longer the delay, the more variables there are.

In addition, he didn't know that the stored energy of the 'Sea Urchin Turret' could only last for half an hour, and he felt that the magic circle was gradually shaking, and his face was slowly red with blood, and he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "I have been searching for information for so long, and it is clear that he is only a level 4 transcendent.

The killer is nothing more than a clever brain and good luck, who can design and manufacture armed creations by himself, and after gaining the favor of the 'Mother of Ten Thousand Dragons', he can control a dozen or twenty metal spiders of his own making.

This strength may already be regarded as the strongest among the younger generation, but if he falls into the 'Eight Gate Array', shouldn't he be suppressed in an instant like a mosquito fighting a fire.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if I can't exert the full power of the formation diagram, and I can't subdue him all at once, but as long as the formation successfully traps people, at least an attack of more than 8,000 intensity will be able to shake the array, what's going on now!"

He muttered viciously for a while, vented the resentment in his heart, calmed down again, thought about it carefully, took a deep breath, and began to walk around the transparent giant bowl that was holding Zhang Chujiu upside down.

One, two, three... Gradually, the black figure walked more and more urgently, and the wind seemed to be born under his feet, and his body rubbed against the air rapidly, and faintly electric electricity began to breed between his steps.