"Array."

The changes in the room have long been noticed by the rest of Baiqizhai.

A roar carrying rolling coercion fell from the top floor, the breath blocked the exit, and several figures swept out, occupying a favorable position, each holding a small black flag to urge.

Outside is no longer a lobby full of shelves, but a torrent of turbulent water.

"Foundation Monk?"

Sensing this undisguised aura, Jiang Chuan's expression was different.

According to the senior brother, only Bai Sheng, the "silent sword" who served as the shopkeeper in this Baiqi Zhai, has the realm of building the second layer of the foundation, and has left the Fang City and returned to the Bai family.

Unexpectedly, he actually secretly hid the trace of a foundation building monk.

There are prohibitions on the walls around them, and if you want to leave, you can only follow the path you came from.

Jiang Chuan was not in a hurry, put away the storage bags of several people, and glanced at them with some reluctance.

As if he had touched some prohibition, when he made his move, the stone pillars that had originally stood in the middle of the room retracted back to the ground, and the treasures on them were naturally gone, and a windfall slipped away in vain, which couldn't help but make him a little depressed.

However, after seeing Bai Lao Liu's storage bag, his stuffiness immediately disappeared.

A monk who has perfected his qi has tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones alone, and his net worth is enough to make many foundation building monks ashamed of themselves.

"Sure enough, robbing homes is the king." Jiang Chuan moved all the spirit stones to his storage ring, and then walked out contentedly.

A dark and faint iron shield appeared in his palm, exuding a spiritual pressure worthy of reaching the top level of spiritual weapons.

Iron Shield.

A defensive spirit weapon that Uncle Yunyan refined for him.

Because the scales obtained from the python dragon were not bad, Yun Yan only carved them slightly, and then made them into treasures, but unfortunately because they were a lot of mutilations, they only had the appearance of ordinary top-level spiritual weapons.

As for the remaining two, they were sewn into a piece of python armor, although there is only the top grade, but the close-fitting armor spirit weapon is extremely difficult to make, although it is limited by the grade, but with the blessing of its own material, it also has a good protective ability.

A faint black light flashed under the placket, connecting with the light on the iron shield, and Jiang Chuan walked out of the inner room and came to this great array of water flow.

"Do it."

The middle-aged foundation building monk who had been watching everything with his divine sense shouted.

The eight Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivators who had been secretly ambushed for a long time joined forces to urge the Great Array.

The water of the Dao Dao swirled, converging into eight python-shaped pythons with one-horned pythons, raising their heads and roaring, biting towards the river.

Several rays of spiritual light were hidden behind it, and then fell.

Sensing the good aura on the python's body that was above the cultivation of qi and under the foundation, Jiang Chuan's brows moved slightly.

The Flowing Firefly Sword shot out, drawing out the Dao Guanghua, slashing down an iron bead-shaped spirit weapon that came first, and then slashed at the python beast in the lead.

A sword fell, and the python was decapitated, but it only took half a breath to recondense.

Falling in the formation, the formation is not broken, the people in the main formation are still there, and the python cannot be completely killed.

The initial temptation gave Jiang Chuan a little understanding of the formation, and the iron shield was in front of him, blocking the several spiritual weapons that followed.

After all, these people's cultivation is a little worse, even if they have a good spiritual weapon in their hands, they can't exert their might.

Divine Consciousness Imperial Weapon, the flowing firefly sword is like blue water meandering, every time a spiritual weapon falls, it will chase it up and pick it off.

And Jiang Chuan himself relied on his flexible body, stepping on the water steps, climbing high step by step, constantly dodging the bites of the eight python water beasts around him, and taking the opportunity to find a way to escape.

"This formation is somewhat interesting, the eight people of the main formation are in the formation, with the help of the formation power to hide their figures, and with the surging of the water, their own positions are constantly changing.

"Unless you can stabilize the flow of water, you will definitely not be able to break the formation, you can only drain the true yuan, and you will be picked up by the foundation building monk outside."

The lazy voice of the worm came into Jiang Chuan's ears.

It is also a water alien, and with its innate ability, it can easily feel the subtlety of the formation.

"Can you hold on?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"Although Benlong has recovered, he is too weak after all, and he can only sense the smell of people in the water, and he can't help you."

Jiao insects have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

"When someone enters my body, you can give me a warning."

The Liuying Sword rose again, cut off the heads of the two python beasts that pounced in front of him, and before he could recover, Jiang Chuan rushed over.

It was obviously a formation placed in the lobby of Baiqizhai, but it gave Jiang Chuan a feeling of boundlessness and vastness, as if he was in another world.

"Nine feet southeast." Jiao worms have been discovered.

Jiang Chuan urged the flow of fireflies to slash out.

Faintly, there was a muffled snort in the waves, and a figure covered his arm and flashed, and a python's movement was also slow.

Stabbed.

But it didn't quite hit the point.

Jiang Chuan was not in a hurry, and patiently spent it with the other party.

He didn't believe that the true qi of these eight Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivators could be even stronger than that of him who had practiced the Fish Dragon Treasure Scroll.

Little by little, time passed.

The first one who couldn't bear it was the middle-aged foundation-building monk outside.

Although he is a person from Baiqizhai, he is not from the Bai family, but he is invited by Bai Sheng to protect the Dharma.

But under his nose, someone came to the door to provoke, and even killed a disciple of the Bai family, if he couldn't take down the murderer and give the Bai family an explanation, he couldn't escape responsibility.

"The junior suffers death."

A silver ring-shaped spirit weapon fell from the sky and smashed it on Jiang Chuan's head.

However, the sudden attack of the foundation building monk made the formation that was originally working smoothly suddenly appear a flaw.

Although he was on the side with the Qi cultivation cultivators of the main formation, he was not a person from the main formation, and for the formation, he was the same as Jiang Chuan, he was an outsider.

Although there were eight people from the main formation who deliberately helped to maintain the normal operation of the formation, when they started, the slightest flaw was also quietly magnified unconsciously.

Without paying attention to the imminent silver ring spirit weapon, Jiang Chuan followed the point of the worm, and with the help of the magnified flaw, he found a trace of a person again.

But this time, he didn't directly sacrifice the treasure.

The power of divine consciousness called out to the emerald seal on the Daoji jade platform that was constantly nourished by spiritual light.

With Jiang Chuan's ability, he can't fully exert his strength, but he can still do it with some strength.

Jiang Chuan's body lit up with a shallow blue brilliance, and the invisible power descended with the brilliance.

Within the radius, the brilliance goes, the water waves are not prosperous, and the waves are not affordable.

The people of the main formation that moved with the flowing water were as if they had been immobilized by the technique, and their bodies were restrained and fixed together.

A clear stream of clear water followed the point of the worm and passed through the flowing water in the array silently.

A streak of blood swept through.

The turquoise light vanished, blood gushed out in the flowing water that surged again, and the corpse of a man loomed in the water.

Recite.

Affected, a python chasing suddenly dispersed.

Of the eight people in the main formation, one has died.

The originally perfect formation was suddenly full of flaws.

But before he had time to rejoice, Jiang Chuan, who had received a blow from the silver ring spirit weapon with an iron wall shield, stumbled under his feet, and was almost caught up by the python in the rear.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Jiang Chuan followed the point of the worm and went to another part of the formation where the flaws were gradually magnified.

There, too, there was a man of the main formation.

"How is this possible?" The middle-aged monk's expression as he watched the situation in the formation changed drastically.

But just as he lost his mind, another scream rang out.

Of the eight main formations, only six remained.

Before the middle-aged monk came back to his senses, Jiang Chuan tracked them one by one under the guidance of the insects, and fixed the stream with the supernatural power seal, and the flowing firefly sword flew up, eliminating the five people of the main formation one after another.

Even if the formation has not been broken, how can the formation be maintained after losing the five main formations?

With a flash of brilliance in front of him, Jiang Chuan returned to the lobby of Baiqizhai.

At this time, the hall was in shambles, and several corpses were lying everywhere, blood flowing all over the ground, staining the ground red.

Three other monks with banners looked at him with horror on their faces.

Ignoring these people, Jiang Chuan looked at the middle-aged monk opposite, and the flowing firefly sword turned into a blue stream.

"Fellow Daoist, Jiang sent you on your way."

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