The biggest effect of the Lost Trace Formation is that it can see through the secrets in the trapped monk's heart at a glance, and then generate the corresponding illusion of the illusion, allowing the monk to face the test and make trade-offs.

And this is just the basic operation of the Lost Trace Formation.

After recognizing that the trapped monks belong to a relationship that they are familiar with, the Lost Formation will superimpose the illusions, making the trapped monks mistakenly think that the other party is an illusion.

Then amplify the secret or desire and desire in the monk's heart, so that the trapped people can fight each other, kill each other quickly, and achieve the ultimate goal of cannibalism of the prey.

The spiritual flesh of the dead monk will turn into the vitality of the cultivation formation, so that this hunt will form a perfect closed loop.

*

A group of twelve people from the Xianzhen faction, the gourd baby fell into the formation like a rescuer and could not get out.

Song Zhi, who was already stupid in this operation, didn't see it, but he didn't expect that even more stupid was still to come.

Song Zhi never thought that looking at the fairy wind Dao bones, the elegant Jindan Elder of the Xianzhen School was boundless.

actually put on a green hat for his senior brother, that is, Yuheng Zhenren, the head of the Xianzhen faction.

In the past 20 years, Gao Wuya has not only maintained a lover relationship with the head wife Xiao Yushan, but he and Xiao Yushan have also conceived a child.

This child is Yuheng Zhenren's beloved son, Duan Xingci.

And Xiao Yushan, who seems to have a deep affection for Yuheng's real person, also confided in her true words in the illusion, saying that the reason why she married Yuheng real person was that she maintained a lover relationship with Gao Wuya.

In fact, it was not out of love, but obeyed the arrangement of her mother Hanguang Zhenjun, and deliberately entered the chess game with her own body, sowing discord between Yuheng and Gao Wuya's brother-in-law.

In this way, she can crack the ancestral secret method of the Xianzhen Sect against the enemy, and help her mother Hanguang Zhenjun enter the secret place of the Xianzhen Sect to explore the opportunity for advancement.

When the elders' horse-catching secrets were exposed, Duan Xingci, a green hat product, was also on the spot, and he couldn't stand the stimulation at that time and fought against the four surviving low-level disciples.

These disciples were magnified by the formation to amplify the secrets in their hearts, and for a while they couldn't bear it, so they confided in their truths, explaining their jealousy and dissatisfaction with Duan Xingci.

It was the heart-piercing words of these words that led out the devil in Duan Xingci's heart.

*

When Song Weaving Imperial Sword descended the mountain and stood at the gate of the Spirit Immortal Sect, in the formation, Duan Xingci was in a crazy mood and just killed the last low-level disciple.

He looked up at Wei Yang, the apprentice of Yuheng Zhenren, and raised the purple sledgehammer in his hand to this fellow senior brother with a depressed expression.

"Wei Yang, it's your turn."

"I know your and my father's secrets."

"Hahaha, mother, you don't know yet, you have always treated Wei Yang as a good son, he is actually my own son secretly born to my father and old lover!"

……

Looking at the formation, because of the revelation of various secrets, the husband and wife turned against each other, the father and son became enemies, the brothers broke off relations, and the half-brothers fought in the life and death duel.

Song Zhi hooked the corners of his lips indifferently.

In fact, the greatest evil in this world is not the demons in the Northern Regions, but the human nature where desires and hopes are intertwined.

*

Seeing that several of the main members of the Xianzhen Sect in the formation had been carried away by hatred and jealousy, they turned on the melee mode.

Song Zhi gathered his mind, got up and prepared to rush inside.

These people from the Xianzhen Sect must not die, when they die, she asked who wanted the spirit stone to go?

The dead man is only useful for formations, but it is of no value to her at all!

Just as Song Zhi was about to step into the formation, a bright red figure suddenly surged out of her side.

This shadow was still vague at first, but as the shadow's words became more and more dense, the figure of the nun became clearer and clearer.

"Oh, that's good, it's finally time to make it."

"Let me see, where is this good show?"

"Oh, it's been a full-blown outbreak, are the key personnel confronted in person?"

"Hehe, such a wonderful show, Auntie, I have to take a good look!"

"Huh? Has the flat-chested little girl in retreat on the mountain been out of the customs? ”

"Hmm, the foundation building is complete, this cultivation speed is worthy of the qualification of the best water spirit root, but I am still a little bit behind my aunt."

"I think my aunt was ...... Hey? What qualifications did I have, damn it, why can't I remember it? ”

When Song Zhi turned his head to look in horror, the red shadow had already transformed into a beautiful palace costume.

It's the kind of delicate charm that you can't help but indulge in at a glance.

Even in the cultivation world, where there are as many beautiful women as dogs, this woman's appearance and temperament are rare and unique in the world.

"Y-Who are you?"

Smelling the sweet fragrance wafting in his face, Song Zhi asked a little dazed.

At this moment, in her eyes, she could only see the palace beauty in front of her.

She even gave birth to a magical idea that even if she died for a beauty, she would be willing to eat it.

emmm, something isn't right!

It's okay to appreciate a beauty, but let her die for a beauty......

No, she's a man!

And inexplicably, why did she die? Crazy Song Weaving!

An infiltrating cool sensation burst out of the dantian and quickly hit Song Zhi's brain.

Song Zhi only felt that his divine consciousness was stunned, and he suddenly became sober.

She shook her head fiercely, looked at it carefully, and just collided with the watery brown eyes of the woman in the palace costume.

*

Song weaving: "Forehead ......"

Shen Jiao: "Hmm, little girl, you can see me, right?!" ”

As the time of staring at each other lengthened, Shen Jiao's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

Her tone suddenly became excited, exuding compelling enthusiasm, and with a flick of her figure, she pasted towards Song Weaving.

Song weaving: "......"

You can accept the stickers of the beautiful sister, but you can't accept the stickers of the beautiful sister with sharp sword intent!

"I'm blind, I can't see anything."

Clearly perceiving the huge coercion and awe-inspiring sword intent on the palace beauty, Song Zhi immediately didn't care about anything else, and replied casually, and the person rushed into the Lost Trace Formation.

Help me!

This is the big guy who came out of nowhere!

When he arrived at the Lingxian Sect, Zhao Muyang never said that there was such a powerful beauty living in the sect.

If it weren't for the Spirit Immortal Sect, it would have come from outside.

That's even more terrifying!

After all, during her retreat, the Lost Trace Formation had never caught any trace of this woman.

And the Lost Formation Formation, even a Mahayana monk can block the trapped existence.

The cultivation of this palace beauty is far beyond Mahayana?

Above Mahayana, there is ascension.

Hey, is this a living fairy king?

Song Zhi stood in the formation and couldn't help but look back.

She originally intended to verify her inner guess, but when she turned around, she was still enthusiastic about her just now, saying that she was a palace beauty with a flat-chested little girl, but at this time she disappeared.

Next to the white jade column at the gate of the Lingxian Sect, it was empty, only the mountain wind drifting by.

"Was it my hallucination?"

Lost Formation, could it be that it would also affect the mind of her, the holder?