The old man paced slowly into a cemetery in the woods, found a fallen tombstone and sat on it.

He crossed Erlang's leg and took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking comfortably.

Soon after, seven or eight figures came up from a distance, and soon found the old man sitting on the tombstone smoking a cigarette.

"Old fellow, if we don't go to your trouble, you're here to die!"

The leader said coldly.

"You've already made trouble for me, and if you dare to touch my apprentice, you won't be able to get along with me~"

The old man was motionless, expressionless, and very serious about smoking.

"Don't put gold on your face, just you can't get on the stage, and dare to be the master of the Burning Turbidity Line?"

The man's voice rang out again, full of disdain, causing several others to laugh along with him.

"You also know that it is the descendant of your burning vein? You are murdering your master, and you will be damned! ”

"Besides, even if he is the descendant of your lineage, he also kneels down and worships me as a teacher, what, do you want to do it with your ancestor?"

The old man was neither humble nor arrogant, and said slowly.

"Which patriarch are you? Whether he is the master of the burning turbidity vein also wants to see if he has that ability, if we don't recognize him, he is nothing, do you think it is that era? Now in the 21st century, the capable live in it! ”

"Really? If he broke the inheritance, you don't count as a fart, you have provoked so many things for thousands of years, if it weren't for the fire on his head, you would have been finished a long time ago!

Still have a chance to talk to my old man here? Hurry up and go home to wash and sleep, it's getting late! ”

The old man was really calm at this time, and he didn't care about what the other party said, looking like a fairy wind bone.

"You should have washed and slept at home, but a handful of old bones are going to come to die, fulfill you, do it!"

The leader didn't plan to continue arguing, he made a bait just now, and it was estimated that Wen Feng should also be trapped, so he quickly did this old immortal, and cleaned him up as soon as Wen Feng entered the cemetery.

Seven people spread out at the same time, surrounding the old man's house from different directions.

"Are you going to do something to my old man? What a shame! ”

The old man said this, but his posture remained the same, as if he had no fear.

"Send your old man to the west, and don't forget to thank us when you get there!"

After speaking, he slowly approached the old man's house.

"Alas, when you're old, you're still fighting with a bunch of young people, and your face is really a little unbearable, so let's help educate your parents!"

As soon as the words fell, Erlang's legs were put down, and with a slight step on his feet, the surrounding environment changed dramatically.

For the old man, this was his best formation, and it was the first formation that trapped Wen Feng at that time.

All seven of them were enveloped, trapped by the layers of tombstones that had conjured up around them.

"You're setting up a formation here? How did you know we were going to be ambushed here? ”

One of the seven was a little nervous.

"If people don't know, they can't do it unless they do!"

"Hmph, carving insect skills, it's just a fantasy, it's broken!"

The man at the head is full of confidence.

"That's right, hurry up and break it~"

The elderly are still encouraging, like adults encouraging children to do things actively.

The black gas began to permeate, and countless spirits came out of the tombstones, and without hesitation, they went towards those people.

Even the person who was ashamed to speak just now was sweating profusely when he saw this scene, and for a while, after seven people formed an enchantment defense back-to-back, they all came up with all means.

Some threw out a few flags and planted them on the ground, and seven or eight evil spirits rushed out from inside to block the rushing spirits, either swallowing or tearing them with their hands, or spitting out stronger yin qi here to dissolve the other party.

Some took out magic swords and cut directly, while others took out charms and threw them outside, exploding as soon as they touched the spirit, and the violent yang energy was instantly emptied.

Those seven people were struggling to block it, and at this moment they were all as frightened as Wen Feng, who was besieged by the same magic circle.

This is not a simple magic circle, how to bring in so many spirits, although it is very weak, but it is better in numbers.

They are gradually at a disadvantage!

"At this level, you still want to move my apprentice? The seven of you are not as good as him! ”

The old man was overwhelmed by the surging spirits, and he couldn't see anyone, but the voice came clearly, making their faces ugly.

"Stinky old man, you'll be able to bear it later!"

"What a stinky old man, I'm only over sixty, my apprentices call me uncle when they first see me, it seems that you are far inferior to my apprentices in terms of strength and character!"

The old man heard that the mouth of the person opposite was too stinky and he didn't pretend anymore, and the strength of scolding Wenfeng that day came again.

"Head, either let it out, I can't hold it!"

"What's the use of you? If you let it out too soon, the kid won't come! ”

"Didn't we activate another formation just now, which can isolate the breath! Hurry up! ”

The other subordinate couldn't hold on, and the person who led the persuasion seemed to have some killer features.

The person at the head thought about it, if they continue like this, they will be exhausted if they don't get killed, so that their layout for so long will be completely useless.

"Okay, get ready!"

The leader took out a pitch-black box from the bag behind his back, and it exuded violent fluctuations.

The old man on one side felt that this fluctuation was finally no longer calm!

He hurriedly took out his cloth bag and took out five or six pieces of talisman paper to activate the magic circle, ready to strike at any time.

His face was solemn, and he didn't know what was inside the black box engraved with spells, and it would be troublesome if he abolished the magic circle with absolute spiritual power.

Fortunately, he made a lot of preparations in advance, measured the hidden spiritual power fluctuations here, and guessed that there was a magic circle here to deal with Wen Feng.

However, just like those seven people didn't know that he had set up a formation, he hadn't found out what kind of formation those seven people had set up so far, so he couldn't directly destroy those people's formation, which was really ashamed.

On the other hand, he wanted to leave the enemy here, otherwise those people would know that the formation here had been destroyed, and they would definitely have to change places or methods, and then he would not be able to help.

He still thought in his heart that even if he finally put himself in, he must not let them harm Wen Feng.

One of those people took out a wooden block engraved with a charm like a token and placed it across his chest, and after getting ready, the leader directly opened the wooden box.

"Roar!"

A roar shook the entire illusion, and a huge cloud of black gas rushed out of the box, impacting back and forth in the spirit pile as soon as it got out of the trap!

"What's that!"

The old man was very shocked, seeing that the spirit body he had conjured with the Yin power borrowed from the magic circle was directly sucked away by a single bite!

If this continues, no amount of spirits will help, it will become its rations, and this circle will not be able to trap them.

The old man picked up the rune paper that started the formation, took out a lighter, lit it, and raised it into the air.

In the outer part of the illusion that blocked the enemy's vision, several magic circles were activated at the same time, and if you opened the eyes of the sky, you could see that the graveyard was blooming with hazy brilliance of different attributes and colors outside the area larger than the first floor.

"Head, I feel that old guy has activated other magic circles again, and the terrain has begun to change again!"

One of the mages was very sensitive to the terrain and immediately felt the change in aura.

"The old guy still has some ability, let him down first!"

The mage at the head said in a deep voice, his lips began to move, and he didn't know what he was reading.

The huge black gas slammed back and forth, turning this illusion upside down, constantly devouring the spirit, almost half of it.

As if he had heard the communication of the mage who was in charge, he turned his head like a snake, and his blood-red eyes stared in the direction of the old man.

Suddenly, he turned over and rushed in the direction where the old man was.

(End of chapter)