"Ouch, let me see who fell into my demon transformation array, it turns out to be the four immortal elders!"

Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

Zhang Zheng followed the voice and looked, and five black-robed figures slowly walked out of the night.

Among them, there is Cao Ran.

It was an ordinary-looking and obscene male cultivator who was looking at several righteous monks in front of him with a mocking face.

"Cao Ran! How dare you become a demon spy? ”

Yang Haochuan didn't want to believe it, he and Cao Ran started together, supporting each other in cultivation, which can be described as deep affection.

How could he believe that the friend he believed in was actually a demon spy, and this time he also united with the demon cultivator to kill them.

It's a pity that his heart-wrenching questioning failed to get Cao Ran's attention.

Years of friendship finally died here.

There is also a female cultivator among the demon cultivators, her clothes under the black robe are extremely revealing, and the golden bells on her wrists sound crisply with her swaying movements.

She glanced at Yang Haochuan and Cao Ran, and exhaled like a lan, "This righteous little brother, don't worry, Sister Cao is unwilling to accept your friendship and let the slave family accompany you, how about it?" ”

Cao Ran's expression was cold, he stopped the female cultivator's movements, and said sharply to the obscene male cultivator: "Hurry up, it will change later."

The lewd male cultivator was obviously not convinced by her commanding tone, but because of something, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to snort unhappily.

The so-called people cannot be disguised, and the sea water cannot be measured.

The temperament of the obscene male cultivator is really difficult to match the unfathomable image of the formation mage, but he is, and the realm is by no means low.

I saw that he was holding the array disk in his left hand, and his right hand was as fast as an afterimage, and the array disk clicked like an old rusty mechanism.

The feeling of oppression intensified, and they were trapped in the formation like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and no matter how they struggled, the butcher's knife fell little by little, cutting at the head of the lamb.

This array was so strange that no matter what attack they used, it was as if they had fallen into the void, and there was no turmoil at all.

Supporting such a large array obviously made the male cultivator feel weak too, and after a few movements, he was exhausted, and his face was pale like a ghost.

Looking at the male cultivator looking at himself, with bad intentions, like looking at a dead thing. Zhang Zheng's uneasiness reached the extreme.

The overhead kept spinning, and the giant black cloud formed by swallowing black smoke suddenly stopped.

Something unknown surged in the heavy black clouds, and the next moment, thick black smoke whistled out from the black clouds.

Half of them rushed to Zhang Zheng, and the remaining half split into several strands and shrouded the others.

The power of the formation imprisoned Zhang Zheng in place, completely unable to move, and watched her be wrapped in layers after layers like a black smoke bun, looking like a huge black cotton ball from the outside.

Immediately after, several rays of mana struck, ignoring the black smoke obstruction, and stabbed straight into Zhang Zheng's limbs.

There were a few thuds, hands and feet were penetrated, and blood was splattered.

Zhang Zheng's body trembled in pain, but his mind was still clear, and he did not miss a trace of black smoke and quietly burrowed into his body along the wound.

She tried to use the aura to expel the black smoke, but she didn't expect it to climb into the aura like a maggot on the tarsal bone and converge towards the dantian.

When the black smoke entered the dantian, it suddenly stopped, shaking its head and swinging in the dantian.

The entire dantian was divided into two forces, one was the Jingze tree floating on the multicolored spiritual roots, and the other was the black smoke that was pitch black and cold.

Jing Zeshu did not have a trace of movement, and the black smoke was only entrenched in a small corner of the dantian, holding back the commotion and coveting thoughts, and staring at Jing Zeshu.

Zhang Zheng didn't know what it was, but the thick ominous aura on its body showed its harm.

The internal crisis has not yet been resolved, and there is a stormy future outside.

It was another sharp magic light, but this time it was no longer aimed at his hands and feet, but instead shot fiercely towards the center of his eyebrows, where the Divine Mansion was.

Zhang Zheng adjusted the operation of the aura to the fastest, and finally broke through the confinement of the formation overnight, and dodged the magic light sideways.

The black smoke that was originally so thick that it enveloped the whole body continued to pour towards the dantian, and the black smoke surrounding the body became a little thinner.

Woohoo –

More than a dozen magic swords were turned into swords one after another, and under the pressure of entering the mountain in the formation, it was very difficult for Zhang Zheng to dodge, and a small hole with a thick finger was broken in his right chest, and his shoulder blade was broken from it.

We can't sit back and wait like this, we have to take the initiative.

One of the fatal drawbacks of this powerful array is that it is not attackable, it is just a trapped formation.

Therefore, the demon cultivator could only enter the formation and end the trapped person's life with his own hands. The opponent had already been trapped by the formation, and there was black smoke eroding the Dantian Divine Mansion, which was simply effortless.

The most important purpose of their trip was to get what was in Zhang Zheng's body.

In addition to the three demon cultivators who dealt with the other three, Cao Ran and the obscene male cultivator were responsible for dealing with Zhang Zheng together.

I thought that the task was ready to be captured, but it turned out that I wasted so much time and didn't solve it.

The male cultivator stared strangely at Zhang Zheng, whose limbs were pierced in the black smoke, his right chest was torn, and he was bleeding profusely, and shouted in surprise: "What the hell is this, it's not dead like this!"

Not only is he not dead, but he still looks alive......

Cao Ran saw that his several attacks had failed, and said with a bad face: "What's the matter with your formation?" Why is she still able to move, and her mind has not been lost? ”

The male cultivator was already dissatisfied with her arrogant attitude, and when he saw that she was putting all the blame on himself at this time, he couldn't help but mock: "How do I know, I still want to ask why you haven't killed her yet?" It's a waste of time for a weak nun to waste so much time! ”

The two of them couldn't hold each other, and their faces turned black and they stopped talking.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng finally determined their location after carefully observing the direction of the attack.

Pretending to be forced to flee by the dense attack, in fact, quietly narrowing the distance between them.

See!

Through the thinning black smoke, Zhang Zheng faintly locked on two figures, one of whom was holding something in his hand, which should be the obscene male cultivator who knew how to form.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, and the biggest threat to their restraint at the moment is actually this mysterious array.

Taking advantage of the concealment of the black smoke, Zhang Zheng quietly injected the aura into the dagger.

The more powerful three magic lights attacked, Zhang Zheng couldn't dodge, the two magic lights penetrated his chest one after another, and the powerful power made Zhang Zheng fly upside down a few meters away, slammed on the ground and let out a painful muffled snort, and there was no movement.

Seeing this, Cao Ran and the male cultivator finally let go of their hearts and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Zhang Zheng quietly urged the five fire sword talismans, and the stormy fire sword shot straight at Cao Ran.

Seeing Cao Ran's embarrassment of being besieged by the fire sword, the male cultivator couldn't help but mock, "Hehe, but the little fire sword ......" forced you like this, it's really a waste!

Before the second half of the sentence could be spoken, he had no chance to say it, and the look of horror finally stopped in his eyes.

The male cultivator threw his body forward and fell to the ground with a bang, a small and sharp dagger in the back of his head sank deep into his head, and the Divine Mansion was completely shattered by the sharp blade.

The male cultivator died, Cao Ran was stunned by this change, and then his mind moved, and he didn't care about other personnel, like an arrow from a bow, and ran away from the town like a rabbit.

Zhang Zheng was seriously injured, and it was difficult to get up, let alone escape.

Soon, she knew why Cao Ran was desperate and fled so quickly.

If the formations that generally rely on the array plate lose the control of the formation mage, most of them will immediately fall silent and dissipate. But for some reason, this mysterious array has not dissipated at the moment.

The formation mage died, and the large array ran wildly as if it had lost its control.

The black clouds above were surging endlessly, like a huge whirlpool on the surface of the sea, and the momentum was pressing, and the black smoke that was a hundred times thicker than before rose from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, the entire large array was completely covered by black smoke, and it was as black as a thousand miles of ink.

Zhang Zheng stared at this strange scene in horror, and even forgot to blink.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the whole town seemed to have fallen into a boiling pot, with heart-rending roars and heart-wrenching screams...... Wailing all over the wilderness.

The sound soon stopped, and returned to a dead silence, in which wisps of black and red blood mist rose from the town and merged into the black clouds above.

The people of the town......

Zhang Zheng's wide open eyes stared straight at the blood mist rising in the air, her lips trembling and shutting in a daze.

He's dead? All dead!