One hundred and twenty-two, Zhou Tian's disorder (II)
No one knows what the danger is, but that's what makes it even more terrifying. There was nothing but the sinister aura, there was no way to avoid it, nothing to dodge, only the feeling that almost stopped the heartbeat, eroding their hearts. But there is no doubt that this is an inexplicable power, and fortunately, Xiao Yilang is more uncomfortable than Wei Fei Su Jiye's old horse.
At this moment, it depends on whose state of mind is firm, this phantom array is really beyond everyone's imagination, its attack has neither all kinds of illusions, nor swords and ghosts, it seems to be even more terrifying than Xie Ganming's "Three Realms" magic circle at the beginning. The Qimen Formation is exquisite in the comprehension of logarithm, as well as the ability of rigorous logical calculation, but in this phantom array, the test is the introductory kung fu of cultivation, that is, the cultivation of the state of mind, but it does not have the demons of the mind that Yu Wang incarnates, but the illusion is nothing, which is a feeling that makes people feel more dangerous.
Su Jiye Zhou's body was full of silver needles flying, and three flavors of real fire appeared on the shoulders of the old horse, but to no avail, the two of them struggled to keep their minds, and all their hopes were pinned on Wei Fei. saw that Wei Fei seemed to be unconscious, and his face was confused. His brows were furrowed, in fact, his concentration was the weakest, but his thoughts at this time were all in the changes in the number of the phantom array, and the uneasy danger in his heart was not so strong.
When he was psychic just now, he heard the voice mention the green fox, and the wisdom transformed by the psychic flashed out, and the mystery of this array was on the word "respiratory" that he wrote, and the green fox that suddenly fell from the sky also suddenly appeared beside the person in the spiritual consciousness, which seemed to be no longer the number of one hundred and eight phantom arrays, and gradually appeared, Wei Fei's wisdom flashed instantly, and he affirmed that the scene in front of him was synchronized with the voice.
Before everyone in the alley could react, the flames on the eight people of the Vajra Department suddenly slanted their foreheads, and the darkness in the memorial hall seemed to be able to swallow everything, and they were sucked in. As soon as the wall fell, it was as if a barrier had been broken, and the breath of the eight people of the Vajra Sect triggered the power of the phantom array. Wei Fei and Chen Feng didn't know that the reason why the seventy-two demons and twenty-eight souls in the phantom array could be spelled into one hundred and eight was because there were more souls of eight people in the Vajra Clan.
Lao Liu Tou, Sun Xi, Malacca and the others put away the trick, relaxed in one breath, and couldn't help but sit on the ground all paralyzed, everyone was sweating and back, the light of the god Amaterasu was blazing, but it was only their vitality that was barbecued, except for Tanaka, everyone else was still fine. Chen Feng then turned his gaze to Cao Liang, who was following closely behind him, "Brother Cao, why did you come in with me, Qingyou was sucked in, you are also a soul body, it is too dangerous." ”
Cao Liang stared at the wall after it fell, revealing the treacherous black curtain in the phantom array, the memorial hall means the destination of the brothers, and the face of Qin Xinshi, the political commissar of Captain Ding, appeared in his heart one by one, and Cao Liang unconsciously burst into tears.
Chen Feng knew how he was feeling at the moment, and sighed, "Are you all okay?" But he didn't notice at all that Cao Liang's body quietly lit up with a faint silver light.
"I didn't expect this phantom array to have this effect." Sun Xiwu had palpitations in her heart, except for Luo Jing'er, everyone else knew about this phantom array, but Luo Jing'er's eyes at this time were attracted by Cao Liang, I don't know why, she felt that this person was unusually kind.
Sun Xigang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly was shocked again, "Chen Daoyou, Wei Fei and the fellow Daoist of Zhu Youmen are in this formation at this moment. ”
Chen Feng nodded, and was about to speak, when suddenly a figure fell from the sky and pounced on Cao Liang. Before everyone could see his appearance clearly, he had already circled Cao Liang and jumped backwards. The others were powerless to chase and could only be shocked. Chen Feng hurriedly chased after him, not to mention Cao Liang's identity, the magic weapon on his body could not fall into the hands of others casually. Fortunately, the speed of that person didn't know what was going on, it was fast and slow, and Chen Feng ran in a hurry, and he didn't chase after him. But he couldn't hold on for a long time, his heart moved, and he suddenly shouted: "Does Your Excellency know Qinglian senior?" "Qinglian used Zhou Tian's mystical technique, a night of white-headed, paved the way for Cao Liang's calculation, just from that tree and drunk, you can know that Qinglian has indeed glimpsed the heavenly machine, Cao Liang's final destination, she is also arranged, but Chen Feng always feels that Zhou Tian's mystical technique does not seem to be so magical, and there are no details that can be calculated, she seems to be the same as Tianque Xiaorong, what happened in the mountain city is not calculated by Qinglian, but the result of the process has been known early, but at the right time and place, the right promotion has been made.
The figure of the man stopped at the edge of the mountain forest, but it was still about ten meters away from Chen Feng, and he didn't turn back, "Who is Qinglian?" ”
Chen Feng was stunned, and then thought that Qinglian lived in the mountains, if he met such a cultivator, Cao Liang should know something, it seems that this person's purpose is for that magic weapon. Chen Feng never knew what that magic weapon was, could it be that this person was the descendant of the sect where the magic weapon sect was located, and Your Excellency was a fellow believer of that sect
The man sneered, but suddenly his body trembled, and in the Baihui acupoint above Cao Liang's head, a slender silver light pierced the mist in the sky, but he saw a silver needle slowly emerge. The man immediately threw Cao Liang away, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, two fingers just caught the silver needle, and the slender body trembled again, as if the breath of all the negative emotions in the world skyrocketed out from the person.
"Nine Heavens Xuanyuan Needle!" Chen Feng immediately recognized it. The man's body kept shaking, obviously resisting the breath on the "Nine Heavens Xuanyuan Needle", with a "whoosh", the person still couldn't control the "Nine Heavens Xuanyuan Needle", the silver needle detached from the person's fingers, turned into a silver thread, circled around Cao Liang's body for a week, and then flew towards the phantom array.
After Cao Liang was thrown out by that person, there was no abnormal change, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he helped up Cao Liang, who was still a little depressed, and suddenly heard a sigh from that person in his ears, and there seemed to be a kind of unwillingness in his helplessness.
Chen Feng raised his head, and the person looked ethereal again in an instant, "The Nine Heavens Xuanyuan Needle can't get into my eyes yet, but I don't want to ......" snorted, "Even if you are in the flag gate, you can't see anything strange in the end, if you want to know the details, you will go to the northwest within a month, Xie Ganming knows, I also know." ”
Chen Feng knew something was wrong when he heard him sigh, and when he heard him say this, his heart suddenly jumped wildly, but before Chen Feng could say anything, the figure of the person suddenly flew out, and only a faint sigh came from him in the sky. Who is this person? What does he know about Qimen? Why did he say that he didn't care about the Zhu Yu magic weapon, but he still wanted to get it, and what did he mean by letting himself go to the northwest within a month? For a while, Chen Feng was like Cao Liang, as if he was stupid, standing there, letting the dew wet his clothes.