Chapter 559: Nine Palaces and Eight Rounds

Yi Heng patted the big hand on her fragrant shoulder, making her nervous heart gradually relax, and then she knew that the senior brother was going to pass her the formation, and she suddenly became excited.

"Yi Daoyou's words are wrong, monks in the world, who doesn't participate in the battle of chasing deer?" The monk in the northwest thought that he was not interested in participating in the battle of chasing deer.

Only if you are not interested in the battle of the deer, you will not be interested in the Qin family and the Yin family.

"Yes, even if we are a god cultivator, we are very much looking forward to the place of enlightenment, please think twice!" The Northeast monk frowned slightly, and opened his mouth to persuade.

As a god-transforming monk, it is already very face-saving to talk to the Yuanying junior, if it weren't for the two families who had explained when they came and tried their best to win him over, I am afraid that he would have been killed at this time.

"Hehe, the two seniors are wrong, Yi is interested in the battle of the deer, but he is not interested in the Qin family. ”

Yi Heng saw that the person in his arms had already collected his mind, and paid close attention to the activation of the surrounding formations, he couldn't help but let go of his mind and laughed.

"You, junior, what do you mean?"

"Yes, we are kind enough to persuade each other, but you are playing tricks on me, don't you know the power of the gods?"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and the cultivation of the Transformation Period exploded instantly.

This time, the momentum of the two of them was aimed at him, and two visible waves broke through the void and pressed towards him in a shape visible to the naked eye, one west and one east.

At the same time, the remaining twenty Yuan Infant Monks also immediately exuded momentum, killing the lake all around, as if to prevent him from escaping.

"Haha, Yi just wants to try the power of the gods, two, no, fellow Daoists, don't leave your hands, this lake is the place where you are buried, there are mountains and rivers, it is also ideal!"

Yi Heng changed his steady posture and said with a wild smile, this madness shocked the two of them, and raised his hands to stop the dissatisfied Yuanying Monk.

I saw the two of them have a gleam in their eyes, and they suddenly laughed: "Haha, it's just the late stage of the Yuan Infant, what you are proud of is this late stage of cultivation?"

"Hmph, I really don't know how thick the sky is, but in the late Yuan Infant period, there is a big realm apart, and you also want to struggle?"

"Fellow Daoist of the Qin family, if this person really doesn't know what to do, it's better to kill him!"

"Naturally. ”

Obviously, since the two couldn't get together, they couldn't let him go to another family, so they agreed in advance.

"This array, called the Nine Palaces Bagua Array of the Day After Tomorrow, two seniors, fellow Daoists, please!"

Yi Heng arched his hand slightly, and without further words, his mana suddenly worked, and the eight patterns in the corner of the lake lit up instantly.

"Buzz!"

A soft sound reached everyone's ears, startling several Yuanying monks back, but after finding that there was no danger, their faces turned red.

Only at this time, no one paid attention to them.

I saw a layer of mist rising above the lake, getting thicker and thicker.

"Formation? Zhuge Wushuang is a disciple of the Formation Hall, and it is normal to be able to lay out the formation. ”

"But with her ability, what kind of powerful formation can she lay out?"

......

The two Avatar Cultivators listened to the discussion of the Yuanying Monk, and there was no relaxation on their faces, but they gradually became serious.

These two dared to wait for them here, if they didn't have a powerful formation, how could they be so bold?

But at this point, how can you know if you don't try it?

They glanced at each other at the moment and shouted, "Do it!"

The twenty Yuanying monks immediately sacrificed the magic weapon, and at the same time sacrificed the magic weapon.

"Die!"

......

With a few bursts of shouting, twenty magic weapons roared from the shore towards Yi Heng, swept across the lake, and brought out the white tumbling waves.

Yi Heng sneered, after the late Yuan Infant period, the mana increased several times, and now with the peak power of the fourth layer of the body refining technique, he is naturally not afraid of these magic weapons.

Zhuge Wushuang stood beside him, and when he saw the magic weapon roaring in, although there was fear in his eyes, he just leaned towards him, and there was no other movement.

Compared to the last time when he was attacked by more than 20 monks at the same time, this time is nothing.

She was about to take a closer look at how Yi Heng responded, when she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and a powerful arm wrapped around her, hugging her tightly.

She suddenly felt that her body was light, and a strong breath entered her nose, and she immediately closed her eyes and leaned against her strong body.

Yi Heng's right arm wrapped around her waist, his left foot stepped forward, and his left body stepped forward, protecting her behind.

The Dao rhyme was fully opened, and the trajectory of the twenty magic weapons that shot out instantly came into my mind.

The left fist is clenched and swung suddenly.

"Bang, bang, poof....... ”

Several left fist phantoms flashed in front of him, and twenty magic weapons were instantly knocked back.

"Wushuang, look at it!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the magic weapon retreated, his right hand tightened, his figure moved suddenly, and he whispered in his mouth: "May Day." ”

With the speed at which he was moving, everyone saw a flash of his figure, and he had returned to his place as if he had never moved.

"Five-two, two-five, five-three....... ”

In Zhuge Wushuang's ears, his voice became more and more urgent, and his body became faster and faster.

Everyone on the shore saw him on the surface of the lake, constantly running back and forth in the mist, and from time to time he took the time to punch and fly the magic weapon that chased after him.

"Bang!"

He hugged Zhuge Wushuang with his right hand, his feet did not stop, and his left fist struck out from time to time.

According to the order of the nine palaces, in an instant, a cycle has been completed, and above the lake, the fog is thicker.

"Hmph, just by virtue of this fog?"

"Trick yourself up, do it!"

The two god-transforming monks observed for a moment, and saw that he was still moving irregularly, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he glanced at each other at the moment, roared in a low voice, and sacrificed the magic weapon.

A sword, a sword.

The sword pierces from the west, and the sword slashes from the east.

The sword stabbed the dantian, and the knife slashed the top of the head.

The mana of the cultivators of the Transformation Stage is naturally not comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Whoosh!"

"Whew!"

As soon as the two lights appeared, they were already in the body.

Yi Heng only felt a tightness in his heart, and a chill came from his heart.

Although Zhuge Wushuang was tightly hugged by his right hand, he also felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he would die in an instant.

But she trusted him so much that she closed her beautiful eyes and her eyelashes did not move at all.

The nine-foot-eight-inch young man in the purple mansion slammed his fingers.

The gray soul power all over his body continued to surge, and eighteen Kun characters appeared from the Bagua Plate, rushed out of the Purple Mansion, blocked the top of his head, and faced the long knife.

With a spread of his left hand, a Kun character rushed to the long knife above his head.

At the same time, he eagerly pinched his fingers, and suddenly rushed out of the dantian with a hoe in the sky, and smashed the sword in front of him!

"Extremely arrogant!" the Avatar Monk wanted to block the long knife when he saw him with a kun character, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood and roared.

The Kaitian hoe slammed into the sword, and a string of sparks pierced into everyone's ears.

"Bang!"

"Puff puff ....... ”

Then a screeching sound and several muffled noises were heard.

This scene shocked everyone instantly.

The god monk rubbed his eyes, incredible.

"The best magic weapon?"

It is understandable to smash the flying sword with the best magic weapon.

But what they couldn't understand was why a kun character could block the long knife.

You must know that it is a long knife cut by a monk in the Transformation Period.

Yi Heng's chest was tight, and the blood in his body was almost boiling.

The power of the mana in the Transformation Stage is naturally far from being comparable to the late Yuan Infant Period.

His figure froze instantly, but then disappeared suddenly.

Everyone thought that he was going to escape and sacrifice the magic weapon again, but they saw that he was still moving on the surface of a mile of lake, and he didn't know what to do.

The level of the lake is eerily quiet, and the white fog is getting thicker.

It gradually became difficult to see with the naked eye, and the divine sense did not seem to be very useful.

"It's weird here, it's really a formation, kill with all your might!" After retracting the long knife, the divine consciousness of the god transformation monk swept away, and he knew that the long knife was not damaged.

I just don't know what kind of invisible thing blocked the long knife just now, if it was only based on the word Kun, he would definitely not believe it.

At this time, looking up at the two people in the thick fog, it was difficult to find a trace.

His consciousness began to blur, and he shouted at the moment.

As soon as the roar was finished, with a mile lake as the center, within ten miles, a thick fog instantly emerged, as if it had been in ambush for a long time, and it was released at this time.

"Whew!"

"Whoosh!"

......

The colorful magic weapons struck towards the figure in the lake with their senses.

Yi Heng kept moving between the nine palaces, and his mana was transmitted into the eight formations.

The eyes and consciousness are not affected by the fog.

Staring at the more than 20 magic weapons that were speeding over, when he was about to reach his body, he didn't dodge, he didn't block, and roared: "Nine Palaces and Eight Patrols, escape!"

"Bang, bang, bang...... ”

Several sounds rang out, several magic weapons collided, and more magic weapons hit the air and passed through the lake.

"Hit?"

"Without a trace!"

"Gone, gone?"

......

Everyone was blown away, and their expressions instantly became nervous.

"All the formations in the world have a center, and the place where he is standing must be the center, and everyone will attack with all their strength. ”

The monk who knew a little about the formation shouted.