You...... You ......"

Zhang Cheng's words were like sharp knives, and every time he said a word, he stabbed Xu Fu's heart hard, making him almost crazy.

Kanlong Jue condensed all his essence in the way of formation, and with Xu Fu's character, he was naturally unwilling to let it disappear, so he engraved it on the sarcophagus, wanting this stunt to be passed on to the world.

However, he also had other considerations in advance, so he only carved half of the content on the outside of the coffin, so that the inheritance would not be broken, and future generations would not threaten his status after learning it.

According to his thoughts, even if the world's top formation master obtained this half-dragon surveying decision, it would never be possible to understand it without decades of study, let alone penetrate the formation of the Immortal Land.

Moreover, this kind of formation master generally has a high status in the world, for this kind of person, money and power are already floating clouds, and only this peerless method is the real desire.

And with the second half of the Dragon Survey, Xu Fu will have the capital to control these formation masters, and as soon as he is born, there will be a group of powerful subordinates to lay the foundation for the Dangping Yang Room.

But he never dreamed that there was also a Ye Xiaoman in the Shenjun Temple, who not only had the Nine Stages of Light Supreme Treasure Qiankun Bagua Mirror, but also obtained the innate Eight Array Diagram.

These diagrams, however, condense the gains of countless masters in their lifetimes, and the two reflect each other, allowing Ye Xiaoman to make rapid progress in the formation, not to mention the first in Huaxia now, at least he is also the top figure in the formation.

The half of the Dragon Survey Decision left by Xu Fu would naturally not pose a threat to him if it fell into the hands of others, but it would be different for Ye Xiaoman to see it.

Each formation master has gone through dozens or hundreds of years of painstaking study before finally forming his own way of formation.

It can be said that the same formation, if it is arranged by different people, although the final effect may be similar, but the techniques and the operation rules of the formation breath are very different.

These differences are the personal passwords of the formation masters, and they are also the most precious things, because once they are revealed, the formations they have arranged will be easily seen through and then lose their effectiveness.

And Xu Fu, as the first warlock in Huaxia and a famous formation master in history, naturally has his own unique techniques in the formation, and no one knows it except himself.

But he never expected that with only half of the Dragon Survey, Ye Xiaoman would be able to deduce his habits from the incomplete formations, and then find the place where his life is.

This kind of eyesight, this kind of comprehension of the formation, has definitely reached a terrifying level!

In fact, Ye Xiaoman can do this, mainly relying on the understanding of innate gossip.

Innate gossip is the source of ten thousand formations, and all formations in the world can be said to have evolved from them.

Moreover, the number of gossip has been used for deduction since ancient times, so even if Xu Fu can hide it, he still hasn't hidden it from Ye Xiaoman's eyes.

originally wanted to show the greatest achievement of his life, but he didn't expect to pit himself in the end, the more Xu Fu thought about it, the more angry he became, if he hadn't refined himself into a living corpse, he was afraid that he would have fainted directly by now.

"Why! Why do you have such luck after you are reincarnated! Why can Heavenly Dao still tolerate your continued existence! ”

Xu Fu let out an angry roar, his expression distorted to the extreme, like a mad beast, rushing towards Zhang Cheng frantically.

Countless blood-red mist was released from Xu Fu's body, forming huge blood-colored swords, which suddenly fell from the sky.

"Actually burning the soul...... Are you going to be desperate? Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng shook his head and said disdainfully: "You are so excited about such a little thing, with your psychological quality, you dare to say that you dominate the Three Realms?" Wash up and go to bed early! ”

Lost the Innate Holy Body, and the corpse was seriously damaged, and now even the formation is gone.

The only thing Xu Fu can use is his soul.

But he is different from Zhang Cheng, he is not a fellow ghost corpse, although his soul has not left his body now, as the first warlock in Huaxia, his soul is far stronger than ordinary people, but he still can't be compared with Zhang Cheng.

Moreover, this method is even more terrifying than the stigma used by the Holy See personnel before, because even if you lose too much blood and die physically, at least there is still a soul, and there is still a chance to be reincarnated.

But burning the soul causes irreversible damage, once the soul is burned completely, it is the soul is gone, and there is no trace of it.

However, Xu Fu had obviously been stimulated to lose his mind at this time, and he only thought about one thing, which was to kill Zhang Cheng!

The blood released by Xu Fu, although it was only a few meters long, the aura inside was unprecedentedly condensed, obviously pouring all his corpse qi and murderous aura into this blow, and if he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent.

If the attack of the previous formation was a large-scale kill, then this blow was only aimed at Zhang Cheng alone, and it was the last blow that Xu Fu used his soul for.

The desperate move issued by the first warlock of Huaxia, although the momentum was not as good as before, but the power was not bad at all, and even surpassed.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng was not afraid at all, but ignited a high-spirited fighting spirit.

When the other party has Holy Body, he is not an opponent, if he can't beat without Holy Body, then he doesn't have to mix it up in the future, just buy a piece of tofu and kill him!

"Come on!"

Zhang Cheng snorted coldly, the mourning stick was raised high, and the surging corpse qi surged in like a great river, and in the blink of an eye, it became the thickness of a bucket, with a huge might, like a giant tree, smashing down towards the top of Xu Fu's head.

"Die!"

Xu Fu's eyes were blood-red, and he also stretched out his hand, and the blood rushed up in an instant, colliding with the mourning stick.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the unrivaled force centered on the impact point and rolled towards the surroundings.

The blood peak, which had just quieted down, instantly fell into a rage again.

Countless pieces of rubble and dust were swept up by the hurricane, flew into the air, and then crackled down.

Within a radius of several kilometers, the blood peak was covered in stones like hailstones, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains also had avalanches at the same time, and the raging snow line tumbled down like a tsunami, and the scene was like the end of the world.

After a long time, the roar gradually dissipated, and the smoke and dust all over the surrounding area slowly fell to the ground, revealing the figures of two men.

Xu Fu was still standing in place, looking the same as before.

And Zhang Cheng stood more than ten meters away from him, holding the restored mourning stick in his hand, his wrist trembled slightly, his face was extremely pale, and his body kept shaking, as if he might fall down at any time.

At this time, those papal seekers crawled out of a pile of rubble, looked at this side with a disgraced face, and were stunned at the same time when they saw this scene.

"This ...... Who won the hell? ”

"Oops! Looking at His Excellency Zhang Cheng's appearance, it seems that the injury is not light! ”

"Oh my God! Could it be that the weirdo won? ”

The faces of the papal seekers were full of horror, and their hearts were instantly extremely cold.

Even Zhang Cheng is not an opponent, and now he can only wait for death?

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