After a moment's pause, Sheng Jie Daoist stepped over the gap and swept out, but in an instant, an angry voice came out of his mouth, and when he stepped out of the gap, he saw that there was another space outside, and the four walls were still full of forbidden runes.

Annoyed, Sheng Jie Daoist immediately urged the magic weapon in his hand again and bombarded towards a wall.

In the following time, the rumbling sound continued to sound, and one wall after another was collapsed and collapsed by Sheng Jie Daoren, but what appeared in front of him was always one cage after another, and all he did was to make a passage connecting many cages that were originally separated.

After forcibly urging the exercises, after all, there was a moment when the qi was weak, and after splitting more than ten walls in a row, Sheng Jie Dao's face turned red and turned white, and his momentum was no longer what he used to be, and he took the wind and cloud staff with a little depression in his eyes, and sat down cross-legged.

Sheng Jie's stop made Fang Yan breathe a sigh of relief, if he continued to bombard like this, Fang Yan's Senran Scroll would be scattered from inside, and at that time, all Fang Yan could do was send Sheng Jie to the unknown void through the formation of Senran Scroll.

In fact, the dialect was originally conceived with this in mind at the beginning.

Soon after being hit by the power of annihilation, he was surrounded by four monks above the middle stage of distraction, Fang Yan knew that he was in a great trouble, and with the breathing function of the Sen Ran Scroll, coupled with his own comprehension of the origin of the formation, Fang Yan was stunned to find some opportunities of his own from the gap between the four of them.

After taking control of a section of the formation, Fang Yan only had a little capital to negotiate with the other party, but he still couldn't get rid of it completely, unless Fang Yan really planned to die with the four distracted mid-stage monks, so there was something later.

Leaving a mid-stage distraction cultivator as a hostage is naturally a last resort, originally with the strength of dialects, even if he is defeated in the face of a mid-stage distraction monk, it is enough to protect himself, but the dialect that was already damaged at that time can only use the power of the great array to deter the other party.

It wasn't until Fang Yan tricked this monk with a scar on his face and thought he was extraordinary into his Sen Ran Scroll magic weapon space, that the hanging boulder in his heart was completely put down, and he didn't stop for a moment, even if he dodged away, of course, Fang Yan didn't forget to completely detonate the already violent big array at the last moment, even if he couldn't hurt the few distracted mid-stage great monks who might rush back, he could also mess up the situation.

Although when he was still cultivating in Yuanying, Fang Yan had already relied on the Sen Ran Scroll to confine and kill Xiang Feidaoren, a monk in the early stage of distraction, but this time trapping a mid-stage distraction monk in it was just an expedient measure for Fang Yan to get out, but he didn't think that he could also kill this mid-stage distraction monk in the magic weapon space, not that Fang Yan lacked means, but that he had no energy at all, at this moment, he had been sitting cross-legged to recover from his injuries, and even urging the Sen Ran Scroll to fly away in the dead aura was handed over to Hu Daoren, where was the effort to pay attention to the captives who were trapped。

However, after perceiving a series of actions of the distracted mid-stage monk, Fang Yan had a different idea in his heart, and he was not willing to use means such as self-detonation magic weapons, but used the method of forcibly increasing the attack power, although more than half of the internal space of the Sen Ran scroll was destroyed, but in the end, even he was injured, and at the same time, Fang Yan, who was aware of this situation, felt sorry for his magic weapon, and cursed secretly: "It's really an idiot." ”

No longer paying attention to the captives who killed themselves over there, they were not chased by those people for several days in a row, and Fang Yan was no longer worried that this captive would be able to pass on accurate news through the Senran Scroll, and then Fang Yan re-calmed in the repair of his body, there was a nonsense man Jia Senran Scroll outside, as long as he didn't go too deep, and the idle demon beast couldn't find the trace at all, he was aware that there were fluctuations flashing from time to time, and Fang Yan no longer paid attention to it, as long as he regained his strength, he would encounter those few people again, and he would have enough strength to escape, maybe he could get another injured distracted mid-stage monk to enter the Senran Scroll。

The dialect Hu Daoren and his party ran all the way in front, and Lone Eagle, An Xiong, and Zhou Hao kept tracking behind, and time passed day after day.

On this day, the dialect who was urging himself to practice suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the gloomy death qi through the forest scroll, as if he could see through it.

"Dialect?" noticed the expression of the dialect's movements, and the nonsense man who had been scanning the surroundings immediately asked.

"Go that way, and when we get there, we don't have to run away in such a mess. Fang Yan pointed his finger, then withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes again and started the exercises.

Seeing this, Hu Daoren didn't ask any more questions, but only made a slight adjustment, and then urged the forest scroll to fly in the direction that the dialect had just pointed.

After another day or so, Fang Yan opened his eyes again and said to Hu Daoren: "Hu Daoren, go a little to the left, if I expect it to be correct, we can rest in less than half a day." ”

The Hu Dao people, who had already come to the dialect once, also understood what the dialect meant, the Wuzu Barren Tomb Portal was about to be opened, except for the portal, the entire Barren Tomb Plain, there would never be a place for the dialect to be so reassuring.

Half a day passed in a flash, and he found the formation fluctuations in front of him, and Hu Daoren immediately controlled the Sen Ran scroll to stop flying, turned around and looked at the dialect, and the dialect had already collected the exercises and stood up.

A dodge escaped from the magic weapon space of the Senran Scroll, Fang Yan raised his eyes to look at the behemoth array in front of him, and after a little exploration, Fang Yan sensed the familiar taste in it, it was the Wuzu Barren Tomb Guardian Array that had been explored by the Red Bald Man back then.

At that time, Fang Yan relied on Yuan Ying's cultivation, coupled with Wu Wentian's help, he had the confidence to break this formation, and now his cultivation has risen sharply, and his formation knowledge is even more incomparable, even if he is alone, he is sure enough to break this formation and enter it, but after returning from the Wu clan, Fang Yan knows that he doesn't need to think about breaking the formation at all, he only needs to urge the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique, which is called a holy trick by the Wu clan, and he can enter and enter freely.

Swept around slightly, and didn't see any situation, Fang Yan immediately urged the Sanskrit Technique to the extreme, and soon, an inexplicable attraction came from the formation, and Fang Yan looked at the big array in front of him, and he clearly saw where the passage was, and without hesitation, he stepped into it with a single step.

"Tongues, someone followed. Suddenly, a warning voice came from the Hudaoren.

There was no need for Hu Dao to remind him, Fang Yan also noticed that the moment he stepped into the formation, there was a fluctuation from the death qi behind him, and Fang Yan, who had just stepped into the formation, did not continue to go deeper into it, but stopped, turned around and looked out of the formation.

Three figures flashed out, looking at these three figures, a sneer appeared at the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, and after thinking about it for a while, Fang Yan suddenly flicked his hand, and a formation talisman shot out from his hand, submerging into the surrounding array.

After poking out a formation rune, Fang Yan didn't pay attention to anything outside the formation, and then walked in step by step along the formation path sensed in his divine sense, but from time to time, a formation rune would pop up and melt around.

The three people outside the formation were the three mid-stage cultivators of Lone Eagle, An Xiong, and Zhou Hao, who had followed the breath of Sheng Jie Dao all the way, and they were all a little surprised when they looked at the big array that suddenly appeared in front of them.

"This is the Wasteland Guardian Array, this is the Wasteland that has not yet been broken. After a little probing, Zhou Haodao exclaimed in surprise.

The other two had already noticed it, and the three of them looked at each other with a happy look on their faces.

The Deserted Tomb Plain was originally the burial place of many monks in ancient times, and it is normal to find a barren mound here, but for countless years, the entire Barren Mound Plain, I don't know how many monks have experienced it here, and most of the barren mounds in the Barren Mound have now become real barren mounds, and there is nothing worthy of the monks' hearts in it.

But the barren mound behind this formation in front of him is obviously not like this, if it has been excavated, there will never be such a large array left, even if it has not been broken by force, it has already been managed to be removed.

And what does a barren mound that has not yet been excavated mean, several distracted mid-stage great cultivators naturally know it, even if it is not a supreme existence like the Blood Ancestor Battle Ancestor Bone Ancestor, the desolate mound of any ancient ancestor figure is enough for a monk to have a reborn ascension, so it is no wonder that these three people showed such a surprised look when they saw the Great Array.

(Thanks to the 'Huamanlou 0216' Taoist friends for their encouragement, Baisha thanks)