A few minutes ago, after Mr. Wen, Jiang Xin and the others entered the formation, somewhere in the dense forest, Mo Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

In fact, he was awake all the time, but he kept his body breathing and heartbeat at a low frequency through Zhiqun, pretending to be unconscious.

At that time, he was grabbed by Shi Daoren and brought to Jiang Xin, and everyone would not doubt what he could do in the hands of a Jindan Sect Master, thinking that he was really unconscious, and successfully deceived everyone, and was taken to the dense forest by two disciples of the Shengsheng Sect to guard.

There's a reason he's gone to great lengths to get here. After controlling the Shi Dao people, Mo Fei could actually choose to escape immediately, get rid of the troubles of this series of Shengsheng Sects, and find a place to practice with peace of mind.

But Jiang Xin calculated so much, he finally caught a trump card, and if he didn't do something, he really wasted the pain he endured before. What's more, the memory is still with the other party, and he can't let that thing go into the hands of outsiders.

Taking advantage of the fact that Jiang Xin and the others did not know that the Shidao people had been controlled by him, he successfully lurked in the rear of the enemy. And after Jiang Xin beckoned his disciples to join the formation, the outer defense of the big array was weak, and he thought that the time had come, so he woke up on his own.

Most of the disciples with some strength were taken away by Jiang Xin to besiege the Tibetan Sword Villa, there were not many people left, the two people who guarded Mo Fei were mediocre, and the speculation given by Zhiqun was that the Tongmai Realm was around, and at this time, Mo Fei, whose combat power was equivalent to that of the condensation monk, was nothing, and the only trouble was a magic weapon rope that tied him.

This thing was casually tied by Uncle Zhang next to Jiang Xin, specially used to tie people, and it can suppress the spiritual power of the monks below the condensation, after all, Mo Fei still has some cultivation in his body, and he can't be as defenseless as a mortal.

But since Mo Fei was voluntarily tied up, he naturally prepared the means to deal with it, and opened his mouth to spit out a thumb-sized cyan pill, the shell of which was made of something, melted when it met the soil, gradually peeled off, and turned into a pool of turquoise liquid that melted into the ground and disappeared, revealing a thing inside, but it was a ladybug-like thing, with a green body and three golden points on its back.

The worm seemed to have just gone through a hibernation, and it took a while to move, and then it came to its senses, and quickly climbed up the rope that bound him along the leg of Murphy's trousers, and opened its mouth to bite.

This rope is Zhang Bo with Yin silk mixed with several materials refining, although it is not a great treasure, but it is also extraordinary, the degree of strength is not inferior to steel, but under the mouth of this ladybug, it seems to be an ordinary grass blade vine, and after a while, a gap was gnawed, and the prohibition of the magic weapon was cut off, losing the effect of suppressing spiritual power.

The two guards were chatting about the reason for the operation, and when they noticed something different, they turned back vigilantly, only to see Murphy's fist with his knuckles curled.

He made a lightning shot, opened the bow left and right, punched the two of them with the first knuckle of his middle finger, knocked them on the throat, prevented them from shouting, and when the other party couldn't control the retching, he grabbed his neck and twisted it fiercely, ending his life.

Although the two of them were already Tongmai cultivators and their bodies were strong, they were unable to suppress their reflex instincts, and because their divine thoughts were not cultivated enough, they lost their premonition of the attack, and they couldn't even mobilize their spiritual power, so they died of great grievance.

Of course, this is also based on the fact that Mo Fei's spiritual power is no less than that of a condensation monk, and it is used to open up the meridians around his body and strengthen his physical body, making his movements and reactions far beyond those of mortals and even monks of the same level.

In the blink of an eye, he killed the two people, reached out to support the corpse, and put it down gently, trying to control the movement. Then he took out a small box and retrieved the ladybug that had done a great job. This insect is the means of coping with the stone road people he let the stone people stay, it has a loud name called "treasure swallowing worm", it feeds on the spiritual forbidden and spiritual materials of magic weapons, and is a big pest in the cultivation realm, but it is extremely easy to use to break magic weapons.

Mo Fei stripped off one of the black clothes, put them on himself, and walked in one direction.

After a while, a Dharma altar appeared in front of his eyes, and six Shengsheng Sect disciples were in a circle, with a formation disk suspended in the middle of the air. These are a few foundation building monks who were left by Jiang Xin to control the big array, their cultivation is far inferior to Mr. Wen, and if they want to control the big array, they must work together to cast spells.

There was no one else around them, and the rest of the Shengsheng Sect disciples were all taken away by Jiang Xin.

Several people also noticed Mo Fei, but the black clothes on his body were too deceptive, so they didn't be vigilant in the first place. So Mo Fei took out a talisman from his waist and stimulated it with spiritual power in the horrified eyes of several people.

The talisman burned out in an instant, turning into a phantom of a golden pagoda, and suddenly fell as its finger pointed in the direction of several people.

Only then did several monks realize that Mo Fei was not their own, and hurriedly sacrificed their own means to resist. However, Mo Fei's talisman was a phantom of his own magic weapon left by the stone Dao man, although it only had the power of one blow, and the power was only less than one-tenth of his full strength, but it was not something that a few foundation building monks could resist.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, like a mountain peak smashing down, the earth shook, Mo Fei almost couldn't stand on his feet, the downward hurricane swept in all directions, the smoke and dust were blown away before they could rise, the pagoda phantom shattered into countless spiritual light and dissipated, and the six monks sitting in place could not even find a complete bone.

The person who lost the main array, the blood demon array suddenly stagnated, although it was not immediately shattered, but there was no power to circulate, even if it was left unattended for ten days and a half months, it could dissipate on its own, and at the same time, on another battlefield, the blood demon born from the large array was also like a puppet with a broken line, temporarily losing its ability to act, and the magic knife that was originally steadily suppressed by it and Mr. Wen suddenly got out of trouble.

Mr. Wen was frightened and slowed down, unable to stop it, the killing knife sprinkled in the air, slashing on the Mozhu sword array, making it shake endlessly, and the sword qi that originally tried to strangle Sun Baichuan on the spot was shocked, and he saw the flaw, the sword qi exploded, and he broke a gap in the formation, and narrowly escaped.

"How is it possible, who broke the formation?" Mr. Wen didn't know why, could it be that there was still foreign aid on the side of the ram ginseng? But if he could kill those main formations outside, why not directly control the formation and use the blood demon for his own use, wouldn't it be more convenient?

Even so, the current situation has completely deviated from its original expectations.

As a Jindan Grandmaster, his divine thoughts are extraordinary, and he began to feel it faintly, and suddenly the alarm arose, and a great terror of impending death suddenly abruptly arose in his heart, he didn't think about it, his body shook, and he moved a few feet to the left side out of thin air.

At this moment, a divine thought bombarded its original location, and the strength of the attack made the air distort for a while, almost like a volley blow from the foundation monk, such a powerful divine thought, it was obviously the full force of the Jindan Sect Master, even a few zhang away, Mr. Wen also felt that the thought was sluggish for a moment, and it was difficult to operate.

Almost at the same time, a jet-black shuttle burst out of the sky, and at first glance it was like a raging wave, carrying endless resentment and hatred, as if countless ghosts and ghosts were asking for the murderer's life, and its speed was incredible.

But thanks to Mr. Wen's previous sideways dodge, the shuttle roared and failed to reach his body, and even then the cold and fierce made him frightened.

"Soul Chasing Shuttle!" he had already recognized what it was, the Soul Chasing Shuttle was a one-time magic weapon used to condense the evil spirits and attack the enemy. The deeper the hatred of the unjust soul towards the attacked, the greater the power.

Judging from the momentum of the situation, the attacker should have condensed the unjust souls of the mortals who were killed by the bloody array here, I am afraid that there are at least hundreds of them, even if one is very weak, such a number, if it is a strong one, he will inevitably be hit hard.

"Who is it!?" Mr. Wen shouted angrily. But what answered him was a mysterious light, turning into a hundred-zhang high golden pagoda in mid-air, pressing down on its cover with the momentum of a landslide and a crack.