51 Reversal of form
Fourth breath.
Seeing that Ghost Qi stretched his neck and poked his grimace forward, several people in the formation had solemn expressions.
Several people held their breath, only hearing the sound of their hearts pounding, and they couldn't bear to blink when cold sweat flowed into their eyes, staring directly at the slowly coming ghost seven.
Suddenly, Oni Qi stumbled on a stone, stumbled one by one, and fell headlong on the hemispheric light curtain.
Ghost Seven looks like a ghost but not a ghost, like a person and not a person, and when it touches the light curtain, it turns into a gray smoke screen, enveloping several people, so that a few people outside the formation can't see the situation inside.
At this moment, Shang Lu was a little anxious. If you can't win within ten breaths, everything you have done before will be useless. However, Ghost Seven shrouded the light curtain, and the final result was impossible to predict.
"Brother Lu, Ghost Seven is definitely not an ordinary pet, it's better to wait for a while, and wait until the situation is clear, and then make plans. ”
Shang Qi frowned when he saw Shang Lu, and hurriedly blew a soft breeze in his ears. He really loves Ghost Seven in his heart, so he naturally can't bear Shang Lu to hurt the ghosts.
On the other hand, although this formation is controlled by Shang Ba, the spells on his own side will be cut through the light curtain, and it is difficult to form an effective blow.
"Anyway, I hope Ghost Seven can really suck a few people out!"
The fifth and sixth breaths.
Oni Qi suddenly howled, and the gray smoke that was floating outside the light curtain immediately retracted, and it slipped into the wooden cup, shrinking up.
Shang Qi urged the secret method to communicate with the ghost seven in the wooden cup, and after a while, he frowned. "Senior Sister Wantong is really hiding deep enough, I don't know what kind of spell she used to hit the ghost seven times!"
Having said that, in the formation, Wan Tong, who was slightly pale, was a little confused. Could this ghost seven be an actor invited by the sect? he didn't do anything, why did he suddenly retreat.
Qin Chuan sighed slightly on the side, he just wanted to feel the prohibition and formation up close, so he had to control the ghost seven to perform, but the time must not be delayed any longer, otherwise he would be seen out.
Seventh breath.
The three brothers of the merchant had to sigh with emotion, the law of Fu Mountain and Fu Qi Law Dao were crowned with green mountains, and they were at such a disadvantage, but they blocked these means together.
"There's no way, I have to come..."Shang Lu sighed softly, his heart moved slightly, and the cultivation of the fourth layer of qi refining suddenly stirred, causing the robe to swing at will.
Walking in front of the light curtain at will, it seemed to be slow and fast, his hands reached out, his palms were tightly attached to the light curtain, he exhaled turbidity lightly, and he didn't see the pinch mantra, and the yin wind in the formation suddenly accelerated!
But in half a breath, Wan Tong already saw sweat on his forehead. She was barely supporting, resisting the pressure of four people with the strength of one person, and there was no apparent ease at all.
With the peak cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi refining, the aura in his body is about to bottom out.
However, she didn't have much worry in her heart, a group of four people, who had known each other for a long time, seemed to be about to capsize, but in fact, she only needed an opportunity, and the dilemma was solved immediately.
However, this scene fell in Qin Chuan's eyes, and he shouted in his heart, Shang Lu actually used the formation light curtain as the furnace, wanting to refine a few of them alive!
This is the method of alchemy!
Time was fast, the seventh breath was over, and then the eighth breath was about to end.
Just when Qin Chuan found that Wan Tong's side was in danger, he sighed in his heart, and saw that he was about to make a move, saving the pot and hanging upside down, killing several merchants by surprise, and the situation suddenly reversed!
Shang Lu saw that Wan Tong's face was like gold paper, his whole body trembled like a chaff sieve, and the killing intent in his eyes was half a point thicker, and he tried his best to infuse the aura in his body.
But the light curtain shattered suddenly!
Ten breaths away, there are still two breaths left, here is the tacit understanding of the four people, deceiving the enemy with words, even Qin Chuan, who is watching from the sidelines, is a little surprised in his heart.
The formation was cracked by Da Waist and Nan Jin, and under the shattering of the light curtain, it was tantamount to a fryer. Shang Lu was instilling spiritual energy with all his might, and under the traction of the qi machine, the power of the shock penetrated through the whole body, immediately injuring the dantian and internal organs.
Rushing out of his mouth against the blood, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his breath was chaotic, his feet were empty, and he was able to stand firm under the support of Shang Qi and Shang Ba.
However, a few people in the light curtain were also uncomfortable, the big waist and Nan Jin were too distracted, their faces were pale, and their eyes were blank.
Wan Tong was exhausted and almost fainted, but fortunately, he hurriedly took the Huiqi Pill, breathed for a while, and his complexion returned to some ruddyness.
At this moment, the two sides seem to be back to the starting point, but the situation is not so simple.
Fang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, there was a little different color in his eyes, and he saw a blood mass that no one else could see!
He didn't really pass out, everything was just a backhand. Danshi's strength is weak, and if he goes on a rampage like others, he doesn't know how many times he will die.
This blood mass is exactly the blood that spit out from his mouth before he 'fainted'!
In fact, this blood ball is a blood pill, more precisely, it is a Danbao, similar to Qin Chuan's three gray threads, it is not used to take it, it is similar to a magic weapon, fighting with people!
This blood pill was refined by the blood sacrifice of the ancestor of the merchant, and at this time, under the control of Fang Mu, the blood mist that dissipated in the underworld was like a reverse flow of time, and it regathered!
It's long, but it's short. Everyone didn't think that this blood pill was unpredictable, and they instantly fell into the way.
Before the three of them could react, the blood mist fell in front of them, followed by a roar, and two roars from the smoke!
"Fortunately, it's a death, so it's better to fight with them. I'm going to kill Fang Mu and avenge Xiaoba!"
"Okay, good, we three brothers, let's go to Huangquan today!"
The smoke dispersed, but among the three of them, Shang Lu and Shang Qi's robes were broken, and the exposed bodies were already soaked in blood.
Shang Ba seemed to have blocked the strongest outbreak of the Blood Pill with his body at the time of crisis, and luckily saved the lives of the two. In his body, only a few pieces of minced meat were left in Shang Lu's hands and in Shang Qi's palm.
The canopy of the realm flashed with uncommon thunder, and the white light hit the faces of the two of them, reflecting two pairs of blood-soaked red eyes.
Wan Tong fought hard, held the talisman sword, gritted his teeth and stood up straight, not letting himself look too weak, even standing in front of the three people with a big waist.
Qin Chuan saw that the rabbit was falling up, the situation between the two sides was subverted, and his face was upright, if he was in the game, he might not be able to do better than them.
Although this is full of yin wind and dust that he can control, his cultivation is only one layer after all, at least on the surface.
The four of Wan Tong are on guard to prevent the two of them from breaking the net and fighting to the death.
Unexpectedly, the two of them were violent, and suddenly a puff of smoke and dust ran away...
A few people were left behind, looking at each other...
Qin Chuan wanted to take advantage of the fact that the two sides were not paying attention and steal someone or something, but he didn't expect the situation to change one after another, and he played soy sauce gloriously!
"Ahem..."Slowly leaned out of the grass behind him, and when he saw that a few people didn't pay attention, he coughed lightly.
Who knew that the four people in front of them were tense their nerves, and suddenly there was movement behind them, and they subconsciously swords each other.
"Wait, it's me. Qin Chuan!"
The strings in Wan Tong's heart tightened and loosened, and when he was startled, he rolled his eyes unconsciously, and almost fainted, but fortunately, he was helped, and the aura was slowly sent into the body, and the consciousness did not disperse.
"Where did you just go?"
"Lost, lost..."
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When Wan Tong was almost pranayama, his eyes looked at Qin Chuan a little strangely.
The eyes of several people looking at Qin Chuan were a little different, the big waist was angry, Nan Jin was indifferent, Fang Mu was disdainful, and in Wan Tong's eyes, there were even some... Glad.
Fortunately, he was not trapped like a formation, otherwise I would not have been able to do it. Lost, when I was a three-year-old. It's also fortunate that he is clever enough, otherwise what the situation is, what should it be.
Thinking about it, a few pieces of minced meat next to the boulder shivered. If I die in battle, will the sect bury my corpse?
Unintentionally, her mind was quietly changed by Shang Lu's story.
What about the sect and what the task is, it is the foundation itself. Looking up at the sky, some rain fell, falling on the eyebrows, cold and cold, who are you crying for?
Is it for the merchants, or for the people of the world?
This realm has really changed, and according to the records in the sect's classics, it will not rain here.
Wan Tong stopped everyone's verbal criticism, and prepared to find a stable place to rest first, and recover some of his state to do pursuit.
Several people worked step by step, and even Qin Chuan looked solemn. Originally, I thought that I was geographically advantageous, and I could sense the dangers around me in advance, and even be able to control the yin wind to kill the enemy, but after all, it was simple.
Along the valley, the march was about a hundred feet.
Suddenly, the big waist looked moved. "Wait!"
"There is the breath of the formation here!" was a little frightened between the words, and he was really frightened by the shadow of the North Wind Tower. If you enter the trap again, it will be another Wantong, and you will not be able to save the situation, not to mention that there is one more burden now.
After speaking, the big waist pointed to the side of the valley.
Everyone looked intently, and by the faint light of the sky, they finally saw a corner, as if something was lying quietly. Under the rumor, his eyes widened, unwilling to let go of any detail.
Several people had no divine sense, so they could only distinguish it with the naked eye, for fear of stepping into a north wind building shadow again.
Under the full attention, the big waist has already seen sweat on his forehead, the yin wind blows, stained with sweat, and the back touched by the wet and cold clothes is as cold as a needle prick.
"There seem to be two people lying on the ground in front of them!"
"Senior sister, the formation in front has been broken!"
"There are no prohibitions either. ”
The words of Big Waist and Nan Jin sounded at the right time, breaking the concerns of several people. Only Qin Chuan's expression was a little puzzled, and there was some uneasiness in his heart.
got closer, and then looked at the tragic scene in the field, everyone gasped.
The charred body of the Yin Snake was densely packed, and a ring formed around the two people in the center, piling up a circular hill.
The disgusting breath poured into the nostrils.
"Look at their costumes, it's the two of them!"
I don't know what they went through, one of them was in the form of a human, there were no burn marks, and even the clothes were relatively well preserved, except for the atrophied muscles, like air-dried bacon.