Chapter 341: Starry Sky Array

"It's better for me to come first!" Wang Xiaosong was really afraid that Lao Dao would make a move, so he hurriedly volunteered, jumped into the path of light.

Then the path of light vanished, and his figure disappeared with it!

"I'm coming!"

The women's women didn't let the eyebrows go, and they also jumped down!

The silver fox turned to the funeral night and sneered: "Heh! man, it's not as good as a woman." ”

"Are you like?" asked him on the night of the funeral.

The silver fox's face changed slightly, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't have time to be a bird, he was despised on the night of the burial!

You can't lose face, the silver fox gritted his teeth, jumped up, and heard the provocation of the funeral night in mid-air: "If you are like a woman, you can conceive a child and see!"

"Fuck ......," the roar of the silver fox came from mid-air.

Everyone: "......"

The atmosphere was dull for two seconds, and his eyes were focused on the funeral night, feeling mixed feelings, feeling that this product was purely funny.

The white-clothed layman frowned, unsure whether it was right or wrong.

At least judging from everyone's emotions, they get along with ...... It's not harmonious!

Lao Dao grabbed the hilt of the sword again, this little guy ...... What a dry tongue!

"Aren't you leaving?" Zhao Ling'er asked, and she didn't jump in a hurry.

Funeral Night said: "I'll wait a little longer!"

"What are you waiting for?" asked Zhao Ling'er.

"Wait for their corpses to be collected!"

"Shaft!" Lao Dao finally couldn't bear it anymore, burst into a shout, the sword was unsheathed, and the sword roared, feeling like a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

"I'll go first!" "The bones of the funeral night are cold, how dare you stay?

The wind-chasing step started instantly, doubled the explosion, and the red dust was rolling behind him, which was called a sour and refreshing.

The speed is so fast that people are staggered, and even the old Tao is stunned.

This explosiveness and reflexes ...... It's really fast.

Zhao Ling'er was stunned for two seconds, and then jumped away, the light path she chose was close to the funeral night.

After a few breaths of silence, everyone came back to their senses, with a smile on every face, and every face was relieved!

That's what people want!

The white-clothed layman smiled bitterly, then gave Lao Dao a thumbs up and said, "You still have a way, brother!"

............

The yellow sand is long, as if there is no end in sight.

The scorching sun is high and bakes the earth, making people dizzy!

Looking around on the night of the funeral, there was no life here, not even a green space!

He was a little confused, isn't Ziyun Mountain a mountain?

Or is it the wrong way?

The funeral night felt unreliable, and even suspected that he had been deceived by the white-clothed layman.

He's not a man who likes to accept his fate, but he's definitely a guy who likes to work hard.

No matter how big the desert is, there should always be a head! Anyway, if you don't drink water here, you won't die of thirst, and as long as your legs are still there, there is hope.

The funeral night has a resolute gaze and full of confidence, like a warrior who is about to embark on a journey, extremely tragic.

He began to walk, blindly, from morning to night, from night to night.

He couldn't remember how far he had walked, but all he saw was yellow sand...... It's even yellow sand!

Gradually, Funeral Night loses patience and becomes manic, he treats everything as a detonator, bang whoever blows whom!

But there's nothing here to relieve him.

At night, the desert temperature drops so much that even those who practice martial arts can't bear it.

He was tired, his legs were starting to go numb, and he felt like he was about to lose consciousness.

It wasn't until the True Qi was running and a stream of heat was flowing through the body that I felt much more comfortable. But in the early hours of the morning, the temperature dropped sharply, and even the true qi of the fire was useless!

The hair and eyebrows of the funeral night are covered with ice crystals to varying degrees.

It's cold!

The funeral night roared and roared in the sky, but no one responded to him, and the surroundings were still quiet.

He was not afraid of enemies, but he was afraid of loneliness, especially lifeless loneliness.

Whoosh!

A piece of equipment is presented, and under the control of Da Luo's hand, it is arranged in an orderly manner and collides rhythmically.

I didn't refer to the flattering array diagram, nor did I refer to the nine-palace array diagram, and I also forgot about the seven-star array diagram.

On the night of the funeral, I looked at the sky for a while, and set up a formation for a while, and I had a lot of fun.

In the early morning, the sun is shining, the earth is warm, and the heat wave emerges from the yellow sand, wave after wave, like a sea of fire!

When he opened his eyes, the equipment was still scattered around, but he didn't meet and didn't move.

Like a blessing to the soul, he thought about it for a long, long time on the night of the funeral, and from morning to night, he was motionless.

Another night came, the night sky was cold and starry, and the funeral night was watched for another night.

The dawn was breaking, the sun was shining, the heat was coming again, but the funeral night was no longer anxious, no longer irritable.

When I closed my eyes, the starry sky swirled in my mind again, and when I opened my eyes, ninety-nine pieces of equipment were arranged in order.

This one should be forward, that one should be left, and the position of each piece of equipment is well-founded and orderly.

Bang!

Invisible energy struck suddenly, like a desert hurricane, and like a deep sea wave.

The suspended equipment began to tremble, buzzing, and even bursting at the bottom of the grade!

"Sure enough, it's a formation!" he was not shocked by the funeral night, he closed his eyes again, felt it with his heart, and probed it with his heart.

Deduction over and over again, fiddling with it over and over again.

Fortunately, there is a big Luo hand, which can operate in the air and has strong control, otherwise, even if the theory is clear, it is difficult to put it into action!

In the process of deduction, Funeral Night found that the starry sky formation was varied, seemingly endless, and there was no end to it.

Sometimes it's a trapped array, sometimes it's a phantom array, sometimes it's a killing array, there are not many types, but the changes are endless.

Fortunately, the starry sky formation is not aimed at killing, it is more of a test, similar to the test of the elders pointing out the future generations and pointing to the end.

The funeral night was delighted, he knew that this kind of opportunity was very rare, equivalent to a famous teacher's hand-to-hand hand, even if it was not much, it could benefit you a lot, and even benefit you for a lifetime.

As the star map changes, the energy changes, the heat disappears, the cold disappears, and the endless desert seems to disappear.

Fragrance is in the air, birds are chirping, and life is perceiving you.

He opened his eyes and saw the stream, saw the trees, and in the distance on the branches, a pair of thrushes chirped, and in the stream, the goldfish wagked their tails, and the water rippled in circles!

Vitality spreads in your field of vision, mountains are still mountains, water is still water, but the funeral night is not happy, the star map disappeared too early, and he is not completely happy.

Whoosh! The equipment hovering around him disappeared, and a system prompt sounded:

Congratulations to the player on the success of the funeral night, the system will reward you with a pair of star maps, I wish you a happy journey!

The storage bag was opened on the night of the funeral, and there was indeed a star map inside, but it was different from the Nine Palace Array, there was no energy fluctuation on it, and the array could not be used to set up the array.

According to his understanding, this thing is not a weapon, it is just an ordinary manual.

There is a difference between looking at the picture and the actual operation, in contrast, the funeral night prefers to suffer in the desert!

I'm being cheap again!

The forest is quiet, only birds chirping, the same loneliness, different feelings.

(End of chapter)