"You should have no problem setting up an identical scene here, right?" Ah Man looked at Zhu Xuanyu and asked.

"No problem!" Zhu Xuanyu returned to normal, waved his arm, and cast the seal technique, and a giant eggshell appeared in front of several people, with a colorful halo circulating on it, and the glow soared into the sky.

"Set up a few more enchantment formations, if you get too close too easily, it will look a little fake." Aman frowned and looked at the eggshell in front of him.

"It's the master!" Zhu Xuanyu continued to arrange the formation, and arranged seven formations in a row.

Ah Man nodded with satisfaction, took out the invisibility talisman, and pasted it on Zhu Xuanyu and Zhu Yingjun. "Let's go and wait in the eggshell, Zhu Yingjun, you stay here and continue to catch insects and beasts. A week later, meet at the entrance. ”

"It's the master!" Zhu Yingjun replied and stayed away from here. Zhu Xuanyu took Ah Man and entered the eggshell.

The closest city to the Necronomicon Wasteland is Glass Castle. Many monks, at this moment, opened their eyes and looked in the direction of the Necromantic Wasteland. The colorful glow is a harbinger of the arrival of treasures.

"Whoosh! Whoosh~"Many monks, riding flying swords and demon beasts, rushed to the necromantic wasteland. The usually famous Necromantic Wasteland is now bustling with activity. What nine dead and lifelong, they have forgotten.

If they can obtain treasures, their cultivation path will be smoother. Even if you can't use it, you can sell it in exchange for a lifetime of prosperity.

No one is not greedy, but the things that the world covets are different. Aman also took advantage of this. At the time of a cup of tea, the monk of the Necromantic Desolation had already come to the outside of the formation enchantment.

The monks who stepped on all kinds of magic weapons and rode all kinds of demon beasts stopped outside the formation. Ah Man looked through the formation and looked outside. Zhu Xuanyu stood beside Aman. "Do you know who has a spirit?"

"Clear!" Zhu Xuanyu nodded lightly.

"Let one in at a time, don't get in too easily." Ah Man admonished.

"It's the master!" After Zhu Xuanyu finished speaking, he began to scan the monks outside. Most of those who dare to come here to compete for treasures rely on it. Either they have confidence in their own cultivation, or they have a background in their family or sect.

"Yo! Elder Mo! I didn't expect you to come over too. The old man in gray looked at the middle-aged man not far away and greeted him with a smile.

"It turned out to be Elder He, but I didn't expect it to alarm your old man." The middle-aged man saluted Elder Mo and was very polite. "I wonder if the elders are willing to go along?"

Elder He nodded, and the two of them flashed and entered the formation.

"Senior brother! Shall we go in? A woman in a purple shirt, stepping on a flying sword, looked at the young white-robed man next to her.

"Wait!" The white-robed man stepped on a large knife, squinted his eyes, and looked at the formation.

The other monks, when they saw someone entering the formation, were afraid of being led by others, so they hurriedly drove magic weapons and flying beasts into the formation.

"Alas!" A sigh came from the mouth of the white robe.

"Senior brother? What happened to you? The woman in the purple shirt was a little puzzled.

"Like a dream, like an illusion, a void!" After speaking, the white-robed man turned to leave. He couldn't see Zhu Xuanyu and Ah Man, but he saw through the phantom array.

"Senior brother! Wait for me! "The woman in the purple shirt, stepping on the flying sword, chased after the white-robed senior brother. The figures of the two gradually faded away.

"There are actually formation masters." The corners of Aman's mouth rose and he looked in the direction where the two disappeared.

"It's the incompetence of subordinates!" Zhu Xuanyu's eyes darkened, and his tone was a little sad.

"That's it! Collect more scrolls of formations in the future. "Ah Man can't say anything, the formation is not a simple spell.

"It's the master!" Zhu Xuanyu answered, and his eyes were on the monk who broke into the formation. "They're coming, I'm going to let one in, and the master is ready."

"Hmm!" Ah Man let his knowledge of the sea appear. In a large eggshell, Aman's small eggshell slowly revealed. The first one to come in was an old woman in black, carrying a wooden crutch, walking step by step towards the sea of Aman's knowledge.

A sneer appeared on the old woman's face, and I saw her stretch out her left hand, shaped like an eagle's claw, and grasp the eggshell.

"Whoa!" There was a chain sound, and on the eggshell, a black chain went straight to the old woman's neck.