Do you dare to fight me?

The sound of this sentence was very loud, resounding through the sky, and it shook people's eardrums.

After Yang Tushan heard Ling Zheng's identity revealed, and saw that he had changed his appearance, his brows first frowned, and then he smiled: "Oh? It turned out to be a fellow Daoist of the White Array Gate." Ling Zheng Xiaoyou, you should inform the old man when you come here, the old man will definitely welcome him warmly. ”

"But now, Feihong City's Feihong real person has an excellent relationship with my Qianjimen, Xiaoyou acts like this, isn't it a little too bad for me to give Qianjimen face?" Yang Tushan asked: "Everyone is a formation mage, why don't you take a step back, how about it?"

Ling Zheng listened to Yang Tushan say a bunch of nonsense, and replied equally crisply.

He hung the Wanjun gun above his head, raised his hand and blasted it out.

The silver-white stele that suddenly appeared was more than ten zhang high, and it crashed straight into Yang Tushan in mid-air, making his position quite clear.

Although Yang Tushan was a third-level array mage, he didn't have the confidence to be able to shake this demonic young man with a single blow. Now Ling Zheng is very famous in the Northern Regions Cultivation Realm, not only in Dengxian City, he has won the young master of the Chen family who suppressed cultivation, but also the true genius Baili Feiheng of the Baili family who was abolished when he made a supernatural gamble later, and then for him, the Liang family's Liang sacrifice came to Dengxian City from afar.

Also, in the battle outside Dengxian City, this kid was able to slip away from under the noses of a group of young masters of the Jindan Realm with his cultivation of the first-line Jindan, and then he even fought to a draw with the Wind Demon Eagle that had been in the limelight recently.

Such achievements have made Ling Zheng now attract attention on the mainland.

Yang Tushan got some information about Ling Zheng from the ancestral land of the Thousand Machine Gate, and asked all the formation mages of the Thousand Machine Gate to report to the ancestral land immediately after seeing Ling Zheng, and kill if they could, with the primary purpose of obtaining the classic "Xuanji Formation" of the White Array Gate on Ling Zheng's body.

But today's Ling Zheng is not someone who wants to kill him. This young man who broke the curse of not being able to cultivate immortals without attribute spirit veins, only a short time after his debut, he had already laid a record comparable to the top masters of the young generation of the five regions of the continent.

Although it is not a good thing to be wanted by the major cultivation forces, it also reflects Ling Zheng's fame and terrifying Cheng Dù from one aspect. Many cultivators who have been running for fame all their lives want to have that kind of treatment, but they don't have that qualification.

Yang Tushan is an old man and doesn't want to clash head-on with Ling Zheng, so he plans to slowly lead Ling Zheng into a trap and then wait for an opportunity to kill him. Dao Xiang Ran is a compulsory course for most formation mages in the Thousand Machine Gate, Yang Tushan often does this kind of thing, and he is so skilled that he can't be more proficient.

But I didn't expect that Ling Zheng didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and he was the big Luo Tuo stele hand in the Thousand Stele Forest, and he could effortlessly play more than a dozen zhang of the stele shadow, on the one hand, it shows that his true yuan is strong, and on the other hand, it also shows that this kid has cultivated the Da Luo Tuo stele hand more proficiently.

Piercing hands......

Yang Tushan, who had smashed a small teleportation array stone and dodged Ling Zheng's blow, looked at Ling Zheng standing on the ground, and the smile on his face was no longer there, replaced by his real gloom.

"The old boy is very good at pretending, and I thought he was a good bird just now. The big yellow cat stretched out his cat's paw and scratched Ling Zheng's trouser leg, and pointed to the sky: "Boy, you don't need to take action with this seat and Brother Dog for these miscellaneous fish, you can get it yourself." Don't be too ashamed. ”

Ling Zheng nodded, and after the stele step was cast, it instantly turned into a white shadow and rushed towards Yang Tushan in mid-air.

With one enemy and many enemies, it is common sense to first kill the opponent's formation mage. Moreover, Ling Zheng himself was also a third-level formation mage, and he knew very well how tricky this old thing would be if he arranged a formation.

"Protect the old man, wait for the old man to set up the formation!" Yang Tushan shouted, his body retreated violently, although his speed was not as good as Ling Zheng, but it was not slow.

Obviously, this is an old oilman who cherishes his life, and in addition to the formation path, he specializes in the body method.

The rest of the Feihong Zhenren's disciples immediately made a move after receiving Yang Tushan's order, they had all heard that Ling Zheng's melee combat ability was terrifyingly strong, so they didn't dare to get close to him, but they all began to chant spells one by one, intending to blast this young man to death with a spell.

In the distance, Yang Tushan had already begun to hold the magic sword in his hand to carve the formation pattern, looking at the formation pattern, it looked like a third-level trapped formation.

Ling Zheng didn't give Yang Tushan a chance to continue to depict the formation pattern, and after rushing to the high sky, after carving two flash formations with his feet, he immediately threw out the Wanjun spear again.

Yang Tushan had seen the power of this blow, and knew very self-consciously that he would definitely not be able to block this blow with his own body, so he hurriedly dodged it, but this dodge was already distracted, and the formation pattern depicted earlier collapsed directly, which was equivalent to doing useless work.

Yang Tushan hated a lot in his heart, and said in his heart that he was also an elder of the Thousand Machine Gate, and he only had the share of dodging in front of a junior boy.

At the same time as the hatred in his heart, Yang Tushan also began to scold those disciples of Feihong Zhenren, these people are also his mother's soft bones, if the eight of them fight hard with Ling Zheng, they will definitely be able to hold Ling Zheng for a while, as long as their own formation is arranged, Ling Zheng will not be able to escape at all!

He seems to have forgotten that he is also a greedy guy who is afraid of death.

Taking advantage of the moment when Yang Tushan was forced back with one shot, Ling Zheng summoned Wan Jun Spear back to his side with a single thought, and at the same time, he rushed straight towards those Jindan Realm cultivators who were reciting spells with his bare hands.

How dare you rush straight over?

Seeing that Ling Zheng was actually fearlessly rushing towards his side, the eight cultivators all had a sense of grievance that they were despised, but fortunately, the mantra had been recited, and the next moment, eight third-level spells were launched together, and the magic light representing the four attributes of earth, fire, feng shui, reflected the high sky.

If it was before, Ling Zheng might still be able to hide in the face of third-level spells, but since he entered the realm of first-line Jindan, he could barely block the third-level ice attribute spell launched by Zhao Yanran, and the ice attribute is a powerful attribute of mutation, and the power is naturally not comparable to a single earth, fire, feng shui, and four major attribute spells.

And now that his strength has reached the Jindan realm, Ling Zheng is even more fearless.

His hands were intertwined, and the silver-white light flickered, and a thick silver-white stele shadow more than ten zhang long struck out, and the sky looked extremely spectacular.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The explosions came out one after another, and eight third-level spells exploded on the surface of the silver-white stele shadow one after another, but they couldn't shake the silver-white stele shadow at all.

Below, the big yellow cat squatting on the back of the big yellow dog looked at it and sighed with emotion: "Although the attributeless spirit vein is difficult to cultivate, if the realm is enough, it is really fucking strong." Not to mention anything else, just the kind of characteristic that overwhelms the power of any attribute can be very troublesome. ”

The big yellow dog didn't respond to the big yellow cat this time, it stared at Ling Zheng in mid-air with its head up, feeling the strange aura released by the attributeless true element, as if it suddenly remembered something, and was distracted for a while.

The eight Jindan Realm cultivators were shocked when they saw that the third-order spell they had played could not shake Ling Zheng's monument hand in the slightest. But at the moment when they were shocked, Ling Zheng had already rushed over.

The ** they cultivate is very ordinary, the combat skills are very ordinary, and the body method is also the same ordinary, and many ordinary people combine to make their whole person extremely ordinary.

But they were also quite tough, and after Ling Zheng rushed over, they each drew their weapons and surrounded Ling Zheng.

In the distance, Yang Tushan finally waited for this opportunity, and after glancing at Ling Zheng with gloomy eyes, he said coldly: "Xuanji Array is a good thing, hehe, kid, don't you want to fight with the old man, okay! The old man will fight with you!"

After Yang Tushan roared, his mind moved, and more than a dozen figures flew out of the storage belt around his waist, standing in a corner of the sky, surrounding the area where Ling Zheng and the others were.

The dozen or so figures, each of them were glazed-eyed, and although they were wearing simple magic robes, there were blood-red formations on the surface of their skin, releasing bursts of strange aura.

After Ling Zheng felt that kind of aura, his brows furrowed, his hands moved, and two stele shadows staggered out, shocking a group of cultivators who wanted to surround him to vomit blood and fly upside down, and then he flashed into the distance, looking at Yang Tushan and the dozen or so weird-looking figures he had summoned, he was a little stunned at first, and then he glanced at it with his spiritual sense.

After glancing, Ling Zheng's face became completely ugly.

He found that in every person with dull eyes, there was an extremely painful soul wailing, and while suffering and wailing, it released extremely thick resentment.

Crowd Formation!

Thinking of the previous exchanges with Ji Changsheng and Zhang Taiyan, as well as the blood-colored formations and dull gazes on the surface of the bodies of the dozen or so people, completely obeying Yang Tushan's domination, Ling Zheng immediately recognized this evil method.

Zhang Taiyan has said more than once that after seeing something like the human array, if it can be destroyed, it must be destroyed, and even if it can't be destroyed, the formation mage who controls the human array must be destroyed.

Because, the human array will become more and more powerful as the soul resentment in the body of the array slave becomes more and more intense, and if it is not destroyed as soon as possible, there will definitely be endless troubles in the future.

"I originally just thought that you old bastard was just helping Feihong Zhenren do those immoral things in this Feihong City. Ling Zheng said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be a pig and a dog, let me ask you, how long have you been refining this human array?"

Ling Zheng's voice was very loud, and the strong killing intent contained in his voice made Yang Tushan's old heart beat for a while. He forced his composure and sneered: "Hmph, I want to know how long the old man has been refining, why don't you just come in and break in?"

As he spoke, Yang Tushan waved the magic sword in his hand and shouted: "All the slaves of the array listen to my orders and set up the formation!"

"Whew!"

"Kill!"

......

More than a dozen array slaves wailed at the same time, and their voices were extremely poignant. The heavy resentment was released, making the surrounding scene look much darker.

Under the control of Yang Tushan, the array slaves moved neatly and quickly, and they formed a formation in an instant. After that, the blood-colored formations on the surface of the bodies of more than a dozen array slaves began to burst out at the same time, and the formation patterns seemed to suddenly have spirituality, and they were instantly connected into one piece, surrounding Ling Zheng in it.

"Buzz!"

A soft sound came out, and Ling Zheng could hear that it was the sound of the formation being activated. Because it was the first time I had come into contact with the human formation, I was a little surprised by the speed of this human formation.

The surrounding space was filled with blood-colored light, and even with the Eye of Delusion, he could only see a few feet away.

Is this a trapped formation, a killing formation, or a phantom formation? Ling Zheng didn't feel which kind of aura this formation was inclined to, and he didn't make a decision for a while, so he didn't make a move.

Below, the big yellow cat saw that Ling Zheng was trapped by the human array, and he still looked unhurried, but very quiet, and his cat's eyes were a little distracted.

"Crowd, hehe. The big yellow cat muttered: "In the past, it was a thing that could be respected, and the sacred thing that represented the sacrifice of the formation mage for righteousness has become a representative of the evil way. ”

"Time flies, it's too fast......"

The big yellow dog listened, and the love in the dog's eyes was also a little emotional, and the dog nodded a few times, agreeing with the words of the big yellow cat.