Seven days passed, and Zeng Hao began to get a little irritable. [Full text reading. 】***

Zeng Soul and Fairy Ning Xiang have been standing in front of the plain for seven days, and Zeng Hao, who is a mess of the formation, doesn't know what he should do at all?

Zeng Hao also knew that at this time, he couldn't bother them.

Studying the formation is a very nerve-wracking job, and studying other people's formations is an extremely difficult thing to add to breaking the formation.

Zeng Hao also stood in front of the plain and watched it for three days, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

Seeing the end, I couldn't help but be a little afraid, you must know that if it wasn't for the Barbarian Yan clan to lead the way, maybe you would rush into the formation.

He was a little puzzled at first, even an ancient great array mage like Zeng Soul couldn't break the formation, why could the senior sister of the Condensing Fragrance Fairy break through the formation?

However, at this moment, Zeng Soul suddenly raised his hand and waved, and a black light shot into the plain.

A strange scene appeared, and the plains of the original desert began to ripple like the surface of the water.

The next moment, the desert shattered and twisted like a mirror.

However, green meadows began to appear in the broken places, and when the whole plain was completely shattered, the plain, which was originally a desert, began to become an oasis.

This is a place where there is a stream of water, a tree, a green space, and most importantly, there are two of them sitting on top of the green space.

It is not difficult to see that these two people are a three-headed and six-armed monster, which is the ancient demon of the ancient period.

The other is a monk, dressed in Gaza, carrying a string of Buddhist doors, and a golden bead the size of a mother and child floating above his head, radiating Buddha light.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Hao's eyes couldn't help but light up, but he didn't rush up, just watched quietly.

He now understood why the senior sister of the Ning Xiang Fairy could see this scene and gave their images to Chen Xuyun.

And Zeng Hao didn't rush forward quickly, because the senior sisters of the Ning Xiang Fairy were attacked here or killed by some kind of danger.

It's just strange that Zeng Hao didn't see their corpses, as if they weren't dead here.

However, at this time, Zeng Hao's eyes once again attracted a sword in the ancient demon's hand.

This is a black sword, although this sword is ordinary, but Zeng Hao knows this sword very well, it should be said that he is very familiar with this sword, it is the natal magic weapon Haotian Sword of his own demon clone.

The Haotian Sword is in Zeng Hao's own body, and is receiving the cultivation of the natal true fire, so where did the Haotian Sword come from?

Could it be that the two Haotian swords are a pair, or is the Haotian sword on his body actually a byproduct?

It's no wonder that Zeng Hao thought so, his Haotian Sword was obtained from a mortal's tomb, and the Haotian Sword in front of him was in the hands of a god in the god stage, or in the hands of a god demon clan in the ancient period.

If it is true that there is a difference between truth and falsehood, the Haotian Sword that he got from the mortal tomb is definitely a little more fake.

Zeng Hao began to be depressed, a little unwilling, the natal magic weapon, that doesn't mean that it can be replaced.

Similarly, he was also looking forward to what kind of power the Haotian Sword in the hands of the ancient demon would have, what kind of divine power, and whether the weight would reach an astonishing amount.

"Alas, give up, this old man can't break it for a while." Zeng Soul said with a long sigh.

Fairy Ning Xiang also frowned, nodded, and also agreed with Zeng Soul's statement.

Zeng Hao frowned, his face became gloomy, after more than a year of hard work, he finally came here, and he gave up for a formation.

"Listen to the seniors, as long as you have time, you will definitely be able to break this formation?" Zeng Hao still asked without giving up.

If he wants him to give up the relics of Buddhism, maybe Zeng Hao will agree, but now there is an extra Haotian sword, which is a major matter related to his natal magic weapon, Zeng Hao also wants to get the Haotian sword no matter what, and admit him into his Haotian sword.

"I have estimated a little here, it should be the main formation of the Qi Shield Transformation Formation, which has seven small formations and three major killing formations, but these eleven formations form a large array of thirty-three powerful eleven formations. This kind of formation within a formation and forming a large formation with each other, if you want to completely break the formation, there is nothing that cannot be done in one hundred and eighty years. I didn't expect that this person's formation was not under me, and he could still cultivate to the stage of transforming into a god, which was really a person with extraordinary qualities. Zeng Soul said with a sigh.

Zeng Hao was completely stupid, this plain was only tens of thousands of square meters, could it be able to lay out so many formations? There are also formations that can be added.

Especially when I heard Zeng Soul say that it would take 180 years to break the formation, and the time of 180 years, although it was nothing for a cultivator, a meditation and practice would pass.

But only the cultivators above the primordial old monster can afford to consume it, and in another hundred and eighty years, they don't need to break the formation, and they sit down directly.

Zeng Hao's eyes flashed with unwillingness, his face became hideous, and with a loud shout, the Haotian Sword flew away from his body, slashing towards the Haotian Sword on the plain.

Zeng Hao wanted to knock the Haotian Sword on the plain out of the air, and the most effective way was to use the same heavyweight Haotian Sword.

Boom, when the Haotian Sword slashed on the plain, a light mask suddenly flashed on the originally quiet plain, and the Haotian Sword was directly bounced away.

Zeng Hao flew upside down dozens of meters, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and his demeanor also withered.

Zeng Soul sighed softly, shook his head, and glanced at Zeng Hao worriedly.

Originally, Zeng Soul also planned to find an opportunity to devour Zeng Hao, but later after meeting Liu Jing's girl, Zeng Hao was also good to him, and Zeng Soul slowly embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

gave up devouring Zeng Hao, and treated Zeng Hao and Liu Jing as his grandsons.

At this time, Zeng Soul's Dao cultivation was far away from Zeng Hao, although he was still only in the early stage of the construction period, but his comprehension of the Dao was far from what Zeng Hao could do.

Now seeing Zeng Hao's appearance, Zeng Soul felt inexplicably sad in his heart.

Tao is something that is unclear and unspeakable, it cannot be spoken, it can only be self-realized, and he has reminded Zeng Hao many times, but Zeng Hao can't comprehend it.

Originally, it was nothing, Zeng Soul had always ignored Zeng Hao's cultivation in the outside world, but now when he saw Zeng Hao's appearance, he remembered when he first met Zeng Hao.

Zeng Soul began to feel uneasy, and he knew very well that Zeng Hao's inner demons were slowly beginning to change his xìng grid.

And Zeng Hao's greed is also accumulating day and night, if he can't restrain this greed anymore, I'm afraid that if he cultivates to the Yuan Infant Stage, the end will be miserable.

Before Zeng Hao saw the treasure, he had the mentality of getting it and never forcing it, even when he knew Long Xiading's anti-heaven supernatural powers, he was only excited for a while, and he didn't react much.

But now, no matter what treasure Zeng Hao sees, whether it is good for him or not, he will fight for it.