Chapter 309: Eight Formations of Lingxiao

Han Sanbao and Fake Cold White Frost ran wildly all the way, so tired that they almost foamed at the mouth, and finally opened up the distance between them and Lingzhi.

However, they all know in their hearts that this distance is not a safe distance, and they may be caught up at any time.

Fake Leng Baishuang guessed the origin of the ghost fairy, it was an immortal who was borrowed from the fairy flute, trapped in the inner world of the barnyard immortal monarch and couldn't leave, and after thousands of years of grudges, it evolved into a terrifying ghost fairy.

But Han Sanbao was a little puzzled, if he was really a ghost immortal, why did he want to go to Lingzhi's body?

Take a peek and see the whole leopard, the power of the ghost fairy, it can be seen from all kinds of legends, turn over the hand for the cloud and cover the hand for the rain, more than 3,000 years ago, there was a ghost fairy overnight blood wash in the world of a big sect, the chicken and the dog did not stay.

If he wanted to kill Han Sanbao and Fake Cold White Frost, he could do it with a snap of his fingers, why did he go to Lingzhi's body in one fell swoop?

No one can solve the puzzle, Barnyard Yi Xianjun was probably scared stupid, trembling and hiding in the cracks of the stones, ten thousand years, not only grinding away his extremely powerful cultivation, but also completely wiped out his arrogance, at this time, he no longer has the slightest trace of the integrity of being a barnyard Yi Xianjun.

The Immortal Sword Spirit probably knew the truth, but she kept silent, and Han Sanbao couldn't wait to pinch her neck to force out the truth.

"Leave him alone, let's run for our lives. Fake Cold White Frost looked back, although she didn't see Ling Zhi chasing after her for the time being, as long as she thought of a terrifying ghost fairy following behind, she felt terrified.

Han Sanbao's expression was extremely solemn, and for the first time he felt so powerless, he said, "Run, where can you escape?"

Fake cold white frost was stunned, yes, in this dead land where even the three souls and seven spirits can't escape from reincarnation, where can they escape?

She sat on the ground weakly, hugged her head and sobbed, "I don't want to die." I have never left the mountain gate, I have never done anything bad, I have not killed a single mosquito, why did God do this to me! I don't want to die......"

Han Sanbao looked at her and couldn't help but think of Leng Baishuang.

In fact, in addition to their different personalities, the two of them are simply porcelain dolls carved out of mold, which are more similar than viviparous sisters.

If it's a cold hoarfrost with a mid-level cultivation here, maybe ...... I don't know if she's okay, is Lu Weihan okay?

Han Sanbao thought of a lot in an instant, and asked, "Fake, we are probably going to die, can you tell me the truth, why are you pretending to be Leng Baishuang?"

Fake Leng Baishuang raised his head and glared at him viciously, and said angrily: "You are a fake, your whole family is a fake." I'm cold hoarfrost, and that cold hoarfrost is ......"

"Giggle......

A creepy laugh interrupted her.

Lingzhi's whole body was shining with golden light, with a hint of evil and weird smile at the corner of her mouth, and her feet did not touch the ground, floating slowly.

She was born with a beautiful national color, a light yellow dress fluttering, and her whole body was shrouded in a layer of holy atmosphere, like a nine-day Xuannu, who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Fake Cold White Frost stood up and hid behind Han Sanbao for the first time.

Han Sanbao's brows furrowed, he clenched the immortal urn, stared at Ling Zhi, and said solemnly: "You occupy Miss Lingzhi's body and chase us all the way, what do you want?"

"Giggle......

Ling Zhi let out a terrifying laugh in her throat, without hesitation, she stabbed out with the fairy flute in her hand, and in an instant, it was like a mountain crashing and the earth cracked, and the fairy flute turned into countless golden dragons rushing to pounce.

However, in the next moment, borrowing the fairy flute was still borrowing the fairy flute, although the golden light was shining, but this blow was mediocre.

Han Sanbao was already shocked into a cold sweat.

"The tiger is not powerful, do you think I am a sick cat?"

After Han Sanbao gritted his teeth and said, he took offense as defense, and used another sword demon to destroy the gods.

Sou!!

Ten thousand sword qi burst out like a shower, condensing but not dispersing, converging into a huge vortex with terrifying power, surging out.

Boom!!

With a slight stab from the fairy flute, it seemed to be unremarkable, but it had a terrifying power like an overwhelming sea, knocking Han Sanbao out in an instant.

However, the power of the Sword Demon God Slayer was so powerful, Ling Zhi was also shocked and floated back a few steps.

False cold white frost's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Sanbao, you ...... Shocked her?"

The strength of the ghost immortal, there is no doubt about it, not to mention that Han Sanbao only has the late stage cultivation of Jindan, even if the quasi-immortal of the Nine Tribulations realm of the divine product comes, it is impossible to shock her back.

But the fake cold white frost can really see that she was really shocked back, although there are only a few steps, but she really retreats.

You know, he is a powerful and terrifying ghost immortal! Han Sanbao shook her back, this ......

False cold hoarfrost was extremely surprised, and at the same time seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Han Sanbao knows that he has a hard time, and when he collides with Lingzhi, not only does the world spin, but also his whole body hurts, as if his sword bones have been broken, you can imagine how terrifying Lingzhi's power is at this time, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, otherwise everyone will die together." ”

After saying that, he endured the severe pain all over his body, and rushed towards Lingzhi with a sword move without regrets.

Fake cold white frost is no longer nonsense, and while retreating quickly, his ten fingers are flying, pinching out all kinds of complicated and profound hand duels, and then the lotus root arm is drawn, and there is a loud click, and a bowl of thin lightning pierces the sky, and the angry dragon smashes towards Lingzhi like a sea.

Ling Zhi always had a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, and with a wave of the fairy flute, she lightly smashed the lightning that came from her head, and then tapped her toes, turned around in a circle, and unloaded Han Sanbao's sword.

"She doesn't eat spells!"

False Cold White Frost screamed in fright, since entering this dead land, her spells were invincible, slashing the spirit like mowing grass, at this time Lingzhi Feng lightly shattered her thunderbolt, making her look pale.

Han Sanbao turned around and swept the red dust with a sword, and shouted at the same time: "Isn't your Lingxiao Cave the first in the world in terms of formation, quickly use the formation to trap her." ”

Fake cold hoarfrost probably rarely has a life-and-death duel with people, lacks experience and adaptability, and the blow is ineffective, and the six gods have no master. After being reminded by Han Sanbao, she immediately reacted and began to fly around Lingzhi, and the spirit stones were hit by her, floating and sinking, and did not fall to the ground.

She quickly flew around Lingzhi, hitting hundreds of spirit stones, and then pulled her arm and shouted: "Lingxiao Eight Formations, sleepy!"

Airplanes!

Hundreds of spirit stones trembled suddenly, and then the light was great, all the light condensed but did not disperse, forming a huge circle, and the endless gossip pattern flickered and disappeared like stars.

The beautiful eyes of the false cold white frost were closed, the black silk was flying, the clothes were fluttering, the expression was solemn, and the temperament suddenly became a bit fairy.

She opened her arms, as if holding a large mountain, and was trying her best to close inward, and the huge circle condensed by the light of the endless spirit stone was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Zhi finally changed color, avoided Han Sanbao's entanglement, and ejected, borrowing the golden light of the fairy flute, piercing the light curtain above her head, wanting to pierce it and rush out.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the entire huge light curtain trembled, and the false cold white frost shook her delicate body fiercely, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the light curtain was a lot dimmer, but it finally resisted Ling Zhi's attack and was not broken by her.

Han Sanbao's complexion also changed greatly, and he was instantly squeezed into a cold sweat by the Lingxiao Array, and scolded: "Fake, do you want to kill me together?"

Lingxiao Eight Formations, is one of the extremely powerful formations in Lingxiao Cave, eight formations come out together, there is no way to go to the sky, there is no door to enter the ground, according to legend, even Da Luo Jin Immortal can be killed into ashes.

Although the cultivation of false cold white frost was far from reaching the realm of the eight formations, just one 'sleepy' word array was already quite terrifying.

As soon as the formation was completed, Han Sanbao felt as if he was suddenly trapped in the mud, and his movements were greatly restricted, as the hands of the false cold white frost were closed inward, and the trapped word array contracted, an invisible force in all directions squeezed over like a huge wave hitting a stone, which was extremely terrifying.

Ling Zhi also felt the horror of this formation, so she decided to leave as soon as possible.

"Lingxiao Eight Formations, Slash!"

Fake Cold White Frost's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

The power of the Lingxiao Eight Array is extremely terrifying, relatively, the consumption is also quite amazing, with her cultivation, even with the assistance of hundreds of spirit stones, it is already very difficult to cast the trapped word array, at this time, she gritted her teeth and cast the slashing array, and the huge consumption instantly drained her true yuan, she spurted out a mouthful of blood with a pop, her head tilted and fell to the ground, and she passed out.

However, the Eight Spiritual Formations did not end there, and there were hundreds of spiritual stones that continued to provide spiritual energy, allowing them to perform the Slashing Array.

The entire giant circle light curtain trembled slightly, and in an instant, every corner and every point were divided into a brilliant sword qi, and thousands of sword qi were woven into a terrifying sword qi net, like a sky net slashing down, indiscriminately attacking the space within the giant circle light curtain.

Sou!

Whoosh ......

The sword qi roared, and the murderous aura was vertical and horizontal.

Han Sanbao rose a cold qi from the tailbone, sweating on his forehead in an instant, and attacked like a storm of sword qi, not to mention that he couldn't dodge it all, even if a hundred miles of stinginess came, it was estimated that he would be cut into seventeen or eighteen sections.

'Fake, don't let me live, or I'll be done with you!!'

Han Sanbao cursed in his heart and went all out to avoid the sword qi.

The popping sound was endless, and there were more than ten more openings on the body in an instant. Fortunately, Leng Baishuang's cultivation was not good, and he couldn't exert the power of the eighth formation of Lingxiao, otherwise he would have been cut into countless pieces of meat.

Ling Zhi's whole body was full of gold, blocking all the sword qi from the outside, and she couldn't hurt her, but she didn't dare to defy the law, and continued to stay, attacking the light curtain one after another, and finally, after seven times, the entire giant light curtain was shattered like glass, and hundreds of spirit stones were even shocked into powder, floating away with the wind, and the endless sword qi also disappeared at the first time.

Although it was only a few breaths, Han Sanbao was already covered in blood, and he didn't know how many cuts there were on his body, although it was only a skin injury, it made his heart burn with anger.

Obviously, the fake cold white frost wanted to kill him together, if it weren't for Lingzhi's strength beyond imagination, she would have succeeded.

Han Sanbao had never been so angry.

Indeed, from the beginning, he didn't like fake cold hoarfrost in his heart, but in all fairness, he never thought of harming her, and in these days when he was trapped, although he often verbally begged for some cheapness, he treated her as a comrade-in-arms who shared the hardships in his heart.

At this time, she didn't say a word, she wanted to kill herself, so resolute and ruthless.

The anger in Han Sanbao's heart was enough to burn everything, and he roared angrily and rushed towards the fake cold white frost who was fainting to the ground, slashed it with a sword, and roared angrily: "You give me !! death"