At the end of the tomb, at the place where he was about to enter the tomb, a man and a beast stopped and looked far away.

In the magnificent tomb, the carved dragon and phoenix are lifelike, the treasures of strange medicines are numerous, there is a group of corpse-like beast soldiers lined up to guard, the dome is carved with a huge Taiji yin and yang map, there is a huge coffin under the yin and yang eyes, gloomy and heavy, pitch black like grinding, together to build a gloomy and strange atmosphere.

The little guy put down Xiao Cong and said to him with his divine sense:

"It's up to you. ”

After saying that, he stepped aside.

Xiao Cong comprehended, and the endless courtesy arose, and he quickly took out the illusion of the space, entered the illusion space, and fiddled with the hundreds of black and white pieces on the chessboard, kept the chess game in mind, and then withdrew.

Using his sword as a pen, he drew a large strange pattern on the stone slab, looked at the pattern for a while, and then took out a thing from the mustard and began to fiddle with it seriously.

The little guy paced over slowly, "Dao":

"Why do you always have to be so troublesome, you just need to tell me where the anthill of the circle is, and I will break it for you in minutes!"

Xiao Cong smiled and responded:

"The anthill is three feet three inches northeast in the southwest corner of the burial chamber and nine feet two inches high, if you don't think it's too difficult, give it a try. ”

The little guy took a step forward, raised one of them and tilted his head for a long time, and then, raised his front paw lightly in the void, and a thin energy wave like a hair's electricity instantly connected it with the void a few feet away, but it failed to extend half an inch further, and of course it couldn't reach the so-called anthill.

This scene made Xiao Cong also dumbfounded, the electric energy wave seemed to be quietly swallowed by some inexplicable force in that void, and after a long silence, he suddenly realized that such a miraculous effect, that is, the special teleportation array that can transmit any attack can be done, and he was put together by the ancestor who did not make a weapon!

"Stop, you can't open it. He reminded.

The little guy put down his front paws, tilted his head and looked at Xiao Cong with puzzled eyes, and asked:

"What's wrong again?"

Xiao Cong explained with a smile:

"The tomb is indeed covered with a five-element array, and if your attack can defeat the anthill, it can indeed be broken, but the special teleportation array around this five-element array is a whole circle that I haven't been able to sense, and it can devour all your attacks until you are exhausted, and it won't be shaken in the slightest, so let me do this matter." ”

This time, the little guy actually sent Xiao Cong a sigh loaded with divine consciousness for the first time.

Xiao Cong shook his head and smiled, lowered his eyebrows, and began to concentrate on arranging it, although for a formation master, it is easier to break the formation than to set up the formation, and the person who arranged the formation is a guy who can't get on the stage, and the formation attainment is mediocre, I really don't know how he arranged this "virtual death" back then, didn't he want to be greedy for Gou An and didn't want to serve the big sword mantis wholeheartedly, and he had to spit out the dry goods that he had to spit out in the early stage?

When it comes to the difficulty of tackling them one by one, I'm afraid that there are some special mechanisms that complement each other.

And what he is most afraid of is that there is also a connection between the five elements array inside and the teleportation array outside, the five elements can give birth to all things, if arranged properly, it may be able to rely on each other with the "void death" outside, and it will be endless, like an endless cycle, unless one of them is completely destroyed, it is impossible to break them one by one.

It took nearly three hours to build the Breaking Array, Xiao Cong rubbed his hands, made up his mind, and then embedded the Zhuxian Sword in it.

From time to time, the magic circle shines brightly, and the "void" a few feet away in front of it is also flickering and colorful as if it resonates, like fireworks that bloom after a circle of neatly arranged, dazzling.

Xiao Cong closed his eyes and pondered, carefully sensing, his brows furrowed slightly, and slowly twisted into a pimple, he opened his eyes, touched his nose and sighed,

"As expected......"

There was gradually a feeling of extreme sadness and ridiculousness in my heart, I originally thought that the person who set up the formation was unable to make an axe, but now I realized that it was my own cleverness and laughter, and this unspeakable awakening came unexpectedly, and it was a blow to the defense line in his heart.

Looking back, I saw that the retreat had been sealed by the diamond rock that had been transferred silently, needless to say, this must be the masterpiece of the Zhuge family.

He laughed to himself,

"Looks like it's a trick. ”

The little guy followed Xiao Cong's gaze and looked at the diamond rock sealing wall, his eyes were dull, and he thought that he had already seen the clue in this, and he asked with his divine sense:

"What now?"

Xiao Cong was still stunned and didn't answer.

The fireworks on one side are still blooming enthusiastically, and on the other side stands a silent wall, and between this restlessness and tranquility is a hopelessness that does not know where to go.

Xiao Cong was still there like a stone carving, his brows were furrowed and motionless, he really couldn't figure out how a Xiao family member grew up to be such a pickled generation, and could the glory of the family be exchanged for this corner of Gou'an? Greedy for life and afraid of death, it should not be done by the Xiao family.

But what should the real Xiao family look like? He suddenly felt that he couldn't figure it out, was the real Xiao family really what he thought it was like this? Or was it really what he thought he was going to be? How did the Xiao family stand firm in the turmoil of the Xuanzhen Realm for thousands of years, it relied on a kind of faith, a real ** for survival-compared to death, everything is insignificant.

Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, this is the real Xiao family!

Fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with life, this is the real Xiao family!

Suddenly, he understood, that the virtues and virtues he had been in love with before were inconsequential burdens, no, they were shackles!

So, the Xiao family, who had endless fun fighting with the sky and the earth, came back, and what shone brightly was the innate strength, and it was his rush out

The spirit of the cage is as one.

He suddenly let out a shallow snort,

"Live!"

The little guy with his head hanging next to him suddenly raised his head, and looked at Xiao Cong as if he had hysteria, and after a while, his eyes gradually brightened, and he slowly paced over, and said to Xiao Cong with his divine sense:

"If you need anything, I can help you. ”

Xiao Cong shook his head,

"Let me think about it again. ”

As he spoke, he took out the illusion of Sikong by himself, immersed in it, and sat cross-legged in front of the stone chessboard, holding his cheek with one hand and pinching it with the other, frowning and thinking about it.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~