"Young man, the old man actually has no disrespect. The voice of the Lord of Everything echoed in the study.

Xin Fang clasped his hands around his chest and said: "Lord Zhai, if you don't show up to see you, this is what you call no disrespect?" Shaoxia should have noticed that the attribute particles flowing in this study building are special, right?" Xin Fang looked ahead and said, "So what?" Master Wanshi Zhai said: "Shao Xia should also be able to see that there is a magic circle endgame contained in this study building. The old man hopes that you can help me crack it and rescue the old man's body. Shaoxia rest assured, no matter what level you can crack the old man, Wan Shizhai will not hunt down that old man again, and will also give you a record of Cheng Dù. Of course, if you can finally crack the endgame of this magic circle, the old man will do his best to find the record you need most. ”

"You know I can see the endgame of this circle?" Xin Fang asked, looking around. Wan Shi Zhai said: "Young Xia, although your cultivation is only gold, it can deter the old man's confused subordinates at a glance, which is enough to see that your cultivation should be restricted by some kind of sealing spell." Xin Fang raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you see what kind of seal I am subjected to?" Xin Fang's eyes showed an unconcealable disappointment, and he said, "You go on, even if my cultivation is not only gold, then how can I help you crack the endgame of this magic circle?"

"Shaoxia, it's because of your primordial god. Your primordial spirit and spell are compatible, and even some of the dominant primordial gods in history have rarely been able to do so. Even if you suffer from the seal and your cultivation is limited to the gold system, but you can not shake the spirit of the old man under the shout of the old man, you are by no means idle, and you have far exceeded the threshold of cracking this endgame. The Lord of All Things exclaimed.

"It turns out that they regarded me as a primordial god faction, even if I can only exert the cultivation of the gold system, as long as I spend a little more energy, I can solve this endgame. Xin Fang's thoughts wandered, and he looked at the end of the red carpet. I asked, "I want to enter Penglai City, can you help me too?"

"Yes. The Lord replied cleanly.

Xin Fang's eyes flashed, and he nodded: "Then please ask the Lord to close the door, and the Yuan Shen Induction Carrier will also avoid it for the time being, so as not to destroy the balance of the magic circle here." The Lord of Everything agreed, and closed the door as the Genshin Induction Carrier quietly left the study. The entire study building immediately became dim, and only Xin Fang and this magic circle endgame remained.

Xin Fang walked forward, slowly stretched out his palms, and stretched his ten fingers into the dharma. Playing with the most fundamental attribute particles, causing a burst of mystery. He stopped, looked up at the ever-changing endgame of the magic circle, and exclaimed, "What a dreamy structure. Then he stepped all the way, admiring the deep aesthetic bloom of this magic circle endgame all the way. More than a dozen steps on the red carpet road were walked out by Xin Fang for a long distance.

Just as he was about to touch the inner wall of the study building, Xin Fang stopped again. His hands slowly withdrew as well, leaving ten deep finger marks in the space. The finger marks flowed endlessly, and finally layered into a black arc. Shen floated in front of Xin Fang.

Xin Fang's right hand raised the sword style, condensed the fire, and pointed at the black arc. The fingertips just touched the black and drove the arc to evolve. Revealing the tip of the iceberg of this circle's endgame. Xin Fang's gaze swept over, and his eyes read the mystery contained in it.

"Although I am not very proficient in the magic circle, but I can understand the endgame of this magic circle, how can I feel that it is like a set of spells?" Xin Fang retracted his gaze. Let that arc deconstruct. After a moment, Xin Fang brushed his sleeves aside the magic momentum, turned around and walked slowly to the front. Runes abounded along the way. He could vaguely sense the power of that circle, which was indeed a characteristic of the circle, but it was the trend of spells.

Xin Fang stood in the middle of the red carpet and began to carefully observe the flow of magic in the endgame of the magic circle around him. He originally wanted to base his cultivation on the basis of combining mana and slowly solve the endgame. But now that I think about it, things seem to be simpler, this magic circle endgame actually involves spells, and his attainments in spells are far beyond the magic circle.

"Originally, it was supposed to take seven days to have eyebrows, but now let's see if we can complete the formation in one day. "Xin Fang is full of pride, he can not only enter Penglai City through the guò breaking formation, but also try to release the cultivation through the guò breaking formation.

Xin Fang quietly watched the flow of the remnants of the magic circle, did not use the five-fold analysis, and took on the endgame in the most natural state, feeling the pure coercion. This seemingly useless and even a bit passive relaxation behavior is actually the first step laid by Xin Fang to solve the endgame, Wang.

After seeing through the entire structure of the endgame of the magic circle about three times, Xin Yi began the second step of breaking the formation, smelling. Xin Fang first stood the magic sword behind his back on the ground level of the study building, sacrificed the sword with both hands, and swiped his fingers to continuously release the trend of spell routines in the space, repairing the most ugly fragments in the endgame of the magic circle.

Sometimes the flames swirl rapidly, but they are not holy flames. Xin Fang entered it, gathering the flames on his arms, vaguely affecting the entire space in the library. He stretched out his arms and stepped on the red carpet again, while mobilizing the Dominating Yuan Shen Sense, slowly connecting the entire magic circle. A series of movements caused Xin Fang to connect all the endgame loopholes, and his arms seemed to be part of the circle.

"Once I'm ready, the next step is to see how far my cultivation can hit. Xin Fang's palms were raised slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the cascading palm marks on his right palm, but it didn't have any special reaction at the moment. Xin Fang then ignored it and began to concentrate on the third step of cracking the endgame of the magic circle, asking.

With a twist of Xin Fang's right hand, all the flames around his arm were transferred to the plane of his palm, forming an arc between the movements, and the form was profound. He spread his five fingers and placed them on top of his left arm, and swept the flame of his left hand to match the fire arc of his right hand along the direction of his five fingers.

Xin Fang's right hand was raised, and the arc of fire continued to retract in a loop, bringing in all the endgames of the magic circle in the space in the study building. After a loud shout, his right hand jerked downward, instantly pushing the arc of fire into the air, almost close to the roof beam. Xin Fang's right hand once again sacrificed the sword style, and the magic routine of the cycle of life and death flashed in the world of consciousness, but the mana he could exert could not support the casting of the spell. However, Xin Fang didn't care about this, because from the moment the cycle of life and death successfully operated in the consciousness world, he had already completed the third step of breaking the formation, the process of asking.

"I can't even explore the spell routine yet. It seems that the first hints will only be seen after the last step. Xin Fang's arms were extended, and his ten fingers touched the endgame induction that Tong Guò had worked so hard to accumulate in the first three steps, and his eyes looked expectantly at the spell structure contained in the void.

"The last step, cut. Xin Fang said softly. There was still silence in the study building, but the arc of fire that had just been fixed on the roof beam by Xin Fang was spinning for no reason. The continuous evolution of the fire curtain gradually presents the endgame of the magic circle contained in the depths of space in the space.

Xin Fang didn't look at the plane of the fire curtain, his sleepy eyes kept locking on the magic sword standing on the ground level. However, in terms of the magic weapon of Xuan Xuan Cheng Dù, it was not at all one ten-thousandth of the plane of the fire curtain, and in terms of the essence of the magic weapon, that magic weapon sword was not enough to make Xin Fang look at it for a long time. But the fact is that Xin Fang kept looking at the magic sword and didn't relax in the slightest.

The plane of the fire curtain finally shrank at one point, and condensed into a stream that merged into the magic sword standing on the ground plane, and the rolling fantasy was instilled into it, making it incomparably bright. Xin Fang's hazy sleepy eyes suddenly exploded, and he slammed his hands into afterimages, until he was in front of the magic sword.

"Cut!" Xin Fang's right hand instantly turned into a fist, and he held the hilt of the magic sword heavily, and with a moment, a dazzling sword intent suddenly burst out. No, it wasn't sword intent, but a plane, a plane of sword light that was almost identical to the outside of the fire curtain. The plane expands out, and the depths of it contain a full circle of lines.

At the end of the red carpet, Xin Fang leaned forward, raised the magic sword diagonally, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Strange, why did the spell routine disappear?" (to be continued......)