Half a month after the Great Protector Array of the Fengshen Sect was opened, there was no movement outside, but a lot of spirit stones were consumed. Even Jiang Chen felt distressed.

"Why don't you close this formation for the time being?" and wait for someone to come before opening it?" In Jiang Chen's room, an elder suggested.

"Yes, if the alliance wants to attack Fengshenzong, it must send a large army, such a big move, we can find out as soon as we plant the sentry post on the border of Zhao State. Someone else suggested.

"Let's observe for a while, now the disciples are still collecting spirit stones from the ground in a steady stream, such a big thing, wait for the sect master to come out and make a decision. Jiang Chen pondered for a long time and said.

"What the hell is the Sect Master doing in the enchantment?" someone wondered.

"Don't ask. Jiang Chen glared at him.

After this period of recuperation, the injuries in Jiang Chen's body have recovered fifty percent, which is also due to the abundant spiritual power resources of the Fengshen Tower.

In the Fengshenshan prison, Wang Qian was locked in one of the cells. Outside, two disciples guarded day and night.

On this day, Qingling came to the prison, and she walked slowly in the corridor in front of the cell, and stood at the door of one of the cells, which had imprisoned her for nearly twenty years. Now it was empty, except for a few broken chains hanging lonely from the ceiling. Qingling's gaze stared at the chain for a long time.

After a long time, Qingling silently continued to walk forward and came to the door of Wang Qian's cell.

"Senior, please save me!" Wang Qian saw Qing Ling, as if she saw a savior, she remembered that it was because of Qing Ling's intercession that she saved herself from death. At this moment, her gaze at Qingling was full of deep longing.

Qingling looked at her quietly, with a faint sadness in the depths of her eyes. She had the soul spell cast by Han Bing on her body, and she couldn't get rid of the restraints.

"I'll save you, but who will save me?" Qingling sighed in her heart. Since her own consciousness gradually recovered, she had searched through almost all the books in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Fengshen Sect, and she was looking for a way to crack the soul spell. It's a pity that nothing has been found so far.

The brilliance of the soul spell lies in its mastery, so that the person receiving the spell can't really resist his master at all, just like the coercion of the bloodline between the demonic beast population, as if it was innate, this power of control is deep into the bone marrow, and Qingling can't resist.

Anyone who has fallen into the soul spell basically has only two choices, one is to be a slave in peace, serve the master wholeheartedly, and be at ease. The other is a painful existence, just like Qingling, who awakens her own consciousness under the soul spell and suffers the torment of her soul every day.

"Senior—" Wang Qian's weak voice sounded again.

The cell is isolated from spiritual power, and it is extremely difficult for the injured to recover here.

"This is your vow, and I will give it back to you. With a flick of her fingers, a small ring pierced through the barrier and fell into the cell. This ring, Qing Ling has already investigated, except for some ordinary pills, there are not many valuable things in it. It seems that the alchemist in front of him is not rich.

"Thank you, senior. Wang Qian was pleasantly surprised to pick up the ring on the ground, which was extremely precious to her. As a little deacon of the alliance, the salary is not high, and she has spent years of savings in exchange for this second-grade ring.

Wang Qian took out a healing pill from the ring, took out two spirit stones, and began to spit out cross-legged.

Qingling sighed lightly and said to the two guards, "Don't embarrass her. ”

"Yes!" The two guards immediately said respectfully, although Qing Ling did not have a position in the Fengshen Sect, but in the entire sect, no one dared to disrespect her.

Qingling turned around and walked out of the corridor slowly, her eyes full of sadness.

In peace, time passed two years.

Within the barrier, Han Bing's formation drawing work was nearing completion, and this was the second time he had set up a teleportation array, which was much faster than the first time he was on the island of Stormwind City in the Sea of Death. For two years, the two young disciples who had built the array had been waiting on the sidelines, quietly observing and studying.

"Do you have any understanding?" Han Bing opened his eyes, glanced at the two of them, and asked.

"Back to the sect master, the disciple seems to understand a little. Chen Mengqian replied.

"What about you?" Han Bing looked at the other disciple.

"I-" The woman's face was slightly red, and she said embarrassedly, "The disciple can't understand. ”

Han Bing nodded and said slowly: "The mystery in the formation, if you understand it, you will realize it, and if you don't understand it, you won't understand it, and you can't force it." This is also the reason why accomplished formation masters are even rarer than high-grade alchemists!"

Han Bing's current level of formation, thanks to what he had learned in the Moon God Realm, had just reached the fifth rank now, and he could barely arrange such a large-scale teleportation formation.

Half a month later, Han Bing drew the last rune on the teleportation formation. The entire teleportation array platform, with 288 array eyes, now as long as spirit stones are placed on top of each array eye node, the entire teleportation array will be activated.

After Han Bing checked the formation pattern again, he confirmed that it was correct. There was no rush to put in the spirit stone. He also needs to add a time-delay self-destruct device on top of the teleportation formation, only in this way can he ensure that the pursuers cannot find their traces.

Han Bing estimated that it would take about three breaths to teleport from here to the Sea of Death, and within these three breaths, if the teleportation array was destroyed, the teleported person would not be able to teleport smoothly and die in the teleportation channel. If the delay is too long, then the likelihood of being tracked increases.

Chen Mengqian and the two of them were on the side, staring blankly at the magnificent array, curious but afraid to ask.

In the southern part of Zhao State, on a border line, the alliance soldiers who have been gathering one after another are gradually gathering, and a huge army is about to take shape. Due to the build-up of the army, the original residents of the surrounding area have long since fled, and they do not know what is going to happen, but the atmosphere in the air that is about to break out of the war makes the string in everyone's heart tight.

In a tent decorated with exquisite and elegant decorations, Mu Qingying looked at the elders who came to report and asked:

"How long will it take for the army to be assembled?"

"Back to the princess, more than 1,400 people have been gathered so far, and it will take about half a year for the remaining about 2,000 people. ”

"Then wait a little longer, this battle will definitely take the Fengshen Sect in one fell swoop and capture Han Bing alive. Mu Qingying groaned slightly and said. The injuries left by the First World War two years ago have recovered, but the hatred for Han Bing in his heart shows no signs of abating, on the contrary, it is even more unforgettable.

"Yes!" the elder looked grim, bowed and exited the tent.

Mu Qingying looked at the army's briefing, there were 8 monks in the Yuan period, 19 monks in the soul reality period, 38 monks in the soul void period, and 1,255 monks in the Kaiyuan period......

Mu Qingying was very satisfied that the top leaders of the alliance could promise to mobilize so many troops, and as soon as these people arrived, they could immediately launch an attack. Even if the Great Mountain Protection Array of the Divine Sect is strong, it can be destroyed.