The formation can do many things, defend, trap the enemy, and even build a whole space in every square inch, but Tang Qian's formation is the simplest.

It's just a simple gathering of mana to a point, just like Tang Qian's extended hand, to release a spell around Shi Ye, fighting between monks, it is rare to be able to reach out to the side, and no one will give a chance to use a powerful spell like Tang Qian that requires a few breaths to prepare, Tang Qian is because he calculated very well, so it was just right, and he hit it when Shi Ye couldn't dodge.

Only those who have really experienced it know what it would be like to be in Tang Qian's "simple" formation, Shi Ye felt a blazing, unimaginable heat, so hot that the entire three layers of valuable robes on his body were completely scorched and all broken.

"Ordinary monks, you must have died a long time ago. Shi Ye suddenly figured out why the woman Sima was carrying was so embarrassed that day, and it should have been a similar means.

Shi Ye still had the strength to walk out of this formation, and his pace was still very steady.

It's just that the clothes on his arms and legs have been destroyed, revealing a thin body, and there were originally some white beards that have been blackened, and his body is covered with complex and difficult lines, these are the Dunjia spells engraved on his body, and it can be seen that the parts of his clothes should also have such lines.

These lines are now glowing with red light, like red-hot metal, and Tang Qian's move just now should have been absorbed by many of these lines.

"You're too unusual, aren't you? Tang Qian really couldn't help but say.

Because it seemed that the speed of Shi Ye's pace had not changed, Tang Qian knew that he had to keep an eye on Shi Ye, if Shi Ye disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant, it meant that he would enter a situation of being passively beaten again.

Shi Ye took two steps and sat down, the place where he sat down was a long stone, it seemed to be a stone on the outskirts of Los Angeles, he had just sat down, the stone and his remaining clothes actually made a sizzling sound, and then he exhaled, and even the scenery around his mouth was distorted, and the monk on the side of the life understood that Tang Qian's spell was still effective, although Shi Ye used the formation patterns on his body to absorb most of the attacks, but he still did not ease up immediately.

"To be honest, what I'm doing now is still a bit worse than the older ones back in the day. Shi Ye was in the mood to chat, and his speech didn't have such a heavy sour temperament: "It's those rumored mythological characters - myths among monks, legends say that there is still a heavenly court in the four directions, there are many immortals on it, and the gods have divine patterns on their bodies, and as soon as the fist comes out, the clouds in all directions will retreat, and the demons of the ten heavens and nine earths dare not get close." When Shi Ye talked about this, there were still some yearning and sighs: "But a generation of new people replace old people, some things have not been passed down after all, and some things cannot reach the realm of the original ancestors even if we are not worthy of our descendants." He exhaled with every word, as if he didn't need to breathe in to speak.

The more he exhales, the more perfect his pranayama will be, which is something that can be seen by any monk, Tang Qian prefers to listen quietly as if he can't see it.

"Do you want to reach the heights that people have reached before?" Tang Qian asked.

"It's hard enough. Shi Ye actually said to himself, he clenched his fist, this is a very obvious information, and his fist is also becoming stronger, but Tang Qian is still standing very quietly.

Xia Yubing can also understand it, but she doesn't understand it, and the lifelong monk said softly on the side: "Tang Qian is not comfortable either. Xia Yubing realized that it was not only Shi Ye who was recruited, although Shi Ye seemed to be more seriously injured, but Tang Qian had been beaten before, and even many of them should have been hit, Tang Qian didn't dodge, and he couldn't dodge.

"What do you think about them? It took me thousands of years to figure out that the Divine Pattern is something that really exists on the body, and then I tried it myself, and then it took me thousands of years to figure it out, and the so-called Divine Pattern of the Divine Man includes cultivation from the inside out, as well as cultivation from the outside in—although I still don't understand how to do it—looking at it this way, sometimes as a big old man who only knows how to steal things from others, it is quite interesting to learn how others chant poetry and do it right. ”

Tang Qian didn't think that this person was really attentive to studying poetry and songs, and the person who could deduce the old spells from before would definitely not make the things of a scholar look like that, if Shi Ye was really attentive, maybe he was just not proficient, how could he be no different from a scholar.

This is a monk who is obsessed with his own path, Tang Qian sighed, sometimes some people are worth sighing.

"Then why are you ......" Tang Qian's question should not be asked, and after he said it, he realized that he should not ask this sentence.

"I was originally a minor monk in the Xudu Prefecture, study my own spells, and ask me to come to this earthly world for a trip, and I will take a trip, let me be the teacher's night, and I will become the teacher's night. Shi Ye said that this part was very refreshing, the original Shi Ye did eat blood rice porridge, and then he was occupied by the monks of Xudu. "And if what we're trying to do is really done, maybe it's going to be another great world of practice – maybe the answer I'm trying to find will be able to find out slowly after we're done. ”

"Then can I ask you what you are going to do?" Tang Qian asked.

"There's no need, you win, I'll die, you go. Shi Ye had completely relieved his breath, he stood up and patted the few pieces of clothing that were still left on his body.

The other half of the sentence doesn't need to be said, Tang Qian naturally understands that if Shi Ye wins, it will naturally be Tang Qian's death.

Tang Qian didn't sit down before, his pranayama was more hidden, but in Shi Ye's opinion, he shook his head in his heart, because although this descendant is very powerful, but his mind is a little worse, he is so clear about pranayama, but he is still secretive, he should have a second round with himself after pranayama.

"One move. Shi Ye's feet were not bad, he had one hand behind him, the other hand stretched forward, his body bent slightly, and then rushed towards Tang Qian like an arrow.

Tang Qian also said: "One move." The iron sword in his hand was still broken, and only half of it remained.

But he faced the night of the division, which was already almost invisible.

Xia Yubing was just thinking about why she was able to see Shi Ye clearly this time, only to find that the stone pavement behind Shi Ye's figure had all been shattered, and these were the shattering of stones in sequence—she suddenly understood that what she saw was only the afterimage of Shi Ye.

Tang Qian was facing Shi Ye, and he might be even more difficult to see!