Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Prison Formation
Boom, boom, boom,
Zhuang Zhoumeng didn't know how strong his strength was now, how high his realm was, he only knew that it was more than 10,000 times stronger than his original strength, and he didn't feel it at all when he was in the sect, but now he felt what the gap was. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
So the task was quickly completed, well, and eight big pits were also made.
These eight directions are predicted, and because of this world, it is impossible to make a powerful array, so those eight places don't have to be too precise.
Zhuang Zhoumeng came to the sky above the station, because Zhuang Zhoumeng flew too fast before, he couldn't see what Zhuang Zhoumeng was doing, so the people in the station went to do their own things, so no one noticed Zhuang Zhoumeng standing in the air.
Zhuang Zhoumeng first came to a set of dazzling, unaware of the seal of the calendar, and then felt that there were eight things that seemed to be connected to his mind, this feeling was very familiar, as if it was connected with a dream.
The handprint changed, pointing to the sky, Tong Tong Tong.
Eight pillars of light just soared into the sky.
"Up." Zhuang Zhoumeng drank lowly, his hand was like a thousand catties, and eight pillars of light connected a huge pattern in the sky.
"What's that?" Passerby A exclaimed unconsciously, although when he looked outside the station, he could be blocked by the multicolored light shield a lot, but after the eight voices sounded at the same time, even a pig knew what was going to happen.
"The sky will be chaotic, and there will be demons." Passerby B also pretended to be forced to say something unclear, snapped, and a slap instantly slapped Passerby B's head, "What a demon, you are blind, that's Mr. Zhuang." "There are still people with good eyes, after patting passers-by, they straightened their chests, glanced at everyone, and said with admiration, "Mr. must be inviting more gods", gods, in order to express their gratitude to Fuji Qingshan, the survivors are adding their skills that are not like ordinary people, and they are like immortals, so the name of the second middle school spread quickly among the crowd.
"Oh....." "I see" "Posture up." "The people who don't know how to eat melons are stunned.
The content of the passer-by was wrong, but the direction was the same, that is, to summon the disciples of the sect.
"Open." Zhuang Zhoumeng ran the magic circle, and then he saw that with Zhuang Zhoumeng as the center, the pattern in the sky began to extend to all sides, not flat, but slightly bent downward.
A drop of sweat appeared on Zhuang Zhoumeng's head, but the moment it appeared, it was evaporated by the infinite power around his body, and he secretly thought in his heart, when was the last time he sweated! Alas, unconsciously, I was already so far away from the mortal, and it was only less than a year, I was recalling, I was shocked, and then I woke up, laughing at myself, when did I have this thought, I shook my head secretly, took a deep breath, and concentrated on the formation in front of me.
Slowly, a huge hood appeared, this is not like a station, only the size of an S City University, this cover almost covers the entire S City.
"Huh" retracted his strength, and then he saw that the shield began to slowly become transparent, and finally disappeared, this formation is honest, it is a very powerful formation, the name is the Prison Trap Array, the role is very simple, it can trap people.
It is not ordinary people who can be trapped alone, this array can absolutely ignore the attacks of the Yuan Infant level, defend against most of the attacks of the God Refining level, and non-human immortals cannot break them at will.
Feeling that the body was gradually being pumped out, only a little power was left, looking at the unparalleled defense, but the hidden prison array, Zhuang Zhoumeng moved curiously, the dream god leads, the first type, all thoughts are like a tide, boom, a vast force like the sea gushes out from Zhuang Zhoumeng's body, turning into a huge wave-shaped attack dozens of meters high, and a few breaths rushed to the edge of the hidden prison array.
The formation seemed to perceive this power in advance, and suddenly the eight pillars of light were sheng, and the appearance of the barrier also appeared in all directions, and the pattern composed of the eight pillars of light in the sky slowly moved, and the light of the barrier was great, and the whole exuded the momentum of truly suppressing the heavens and the earth.
Wow, the tide of thoughts really hit the barrier like the waves,
Then I saw that I suddenly kept shaking, looking crumbling, but I still stubbornly persevered.
Supposedly, under such a strong attack, it must have made a loud noise, but this time it didn't.
The barrier shook, and the tide of thoughts was also constantly surging, one impact, one stubborn, and there was a huge sound continuously, but the sound was extinguished by the huge impact at the moment of birth, which is also the reason why there has been no sound coming out.
Looking at the earth-destroying fluctuations in that place, Zhuang Zhoumeng was so surprised that he could stuff a duck egg, looking at the formation crumbling, as if facing a great enemy, his power should have turned into a god.
But I'm a little surprised, after all, for myself, I can only go to a few more worlds to achieve, it's nothing, to say that the real difficulty is the realm after the primordial god, it's not just the accumulation of vitality.
"Hmm!!" Zhuang Zhoumeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it casually in mid-air, put it on his chest, felt it with his divine sense, and sighed, "This place has vitality, and it is rising rapidly, it seems that the sect has begun to transform this place." ā
"Let's go and see how it's going here." Zhuang Zhoumeng's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward, as if he had stepped on something, and moved forward at a fairly fast speed in mid-air step by step.
Now this is mainly because without the blessing of the power of the sect, it is impossible to fly against gravity, so it can only use the power of dreams in the body as the source and walk in the air.
Looking east and west, all the zombies are as if they have received a fixation spell, motionless, and it looks quite funny, but Zhuang Zhoumeng, who knows the situation, doesn't think so, because these zombies are absorbing the vitality that is still thin in the air.
If you inhale too much, you can also prolong your life, and if you use it properly, it can be regarded as a clean and unlimited energy.
"Huh", Zhuang Zhoumeng fell, waved his hand, blew away the zombies gathered in a pile, and then saw a, no, it was a nest of eggs.
Curiously pick one up and feel it, well, what a surging life force, this is ......
Zhuang Zhoumeng touched his chin with one hand, thought, and suddenly suddenly said, "This is a dinosaur egg." ā
"No wonder I feel the same breath in this as the dinosaur eggs placed in the formation flag."
"But the eight that haven't been put in the formation flag are full of breath." That's right, it's used by the sect to guard the Hou Array Flag, and it's used as the final boss, how can these random teleportation ground be compared.