Zhu Bin silently recited the "Xuanlu Mantra" in his mouth, and the fog in the formation not only did not dissipate, but also became more dense.

And I don't know when, a three-color cloud rose in the ring. However, in the blink of an eye, the cyan, yellow, and black clouds and mist covered the entire ring, and everyone's vision was compressed to close at hand, including the elite disciples of the Ten Thousand Yuan Sect, who could no longer see through the real situation in the formation.

Wang Jiling stroked his beard with a smile, he was very satisfied with Zhu Bin. It's only been a short time, and the power of his three-talent array has gone to a higher level.

As a master in the late stage of foundation building, Wang Jiling could see at a glance that the root of the three-colored clouds and mist was not an extraordinary treasure. But it doesn't seem that a disciple like Zhu Bin can get it? Wang Jiling's eyes narrowed.

The cyan cloud is a wisp of wind in the sky, the yellow is a wisp of earth poison under the bottom shell of hundreds of zhang, and the black is the evil qi of the world.

With Wang Jiling's current ability, it is not difficult to get these, but how did Zhu Bin get them?

However, this thought was then left behind by Wang Jiling, no matter what happened, Wang Jiling knew that by integrating this kind of evil qi into his three small flags, this guy not only had talent in the formation, but also had two talents in the refining weapon.

When Zhang Qian saw the three-colored clouds and mist together, he knew that something was wrong. The three-colored clouds and mist quickly filled the entire ring, and soon, Zhang Qian felt that the lightning guidance technique he had played had completely died, and even the Gengjin sword qi seemed to have come to an end.

That sword qi that was originally straight forward and slashed at things, but now it has turned into a flood, a flowing water that has broken into nine bends and eighteen bends. Water cannot break down the solid stone walls, so they can only turn into docile rivers little by little in the nine twists and eighteen bends of the twists and turns.

Zhu Bin's formation was able to 'reverse' Gengjin Sword Qi, which Zhang Qian had not imagined before.

A gleam flashed in Wang Jiling's eyes, "Golden Light Talisman?"

In the ring, Zhu Bin looked at the dull jade talisman in his hand very distressed, his good baby. Use it a few more times, and this jade talisman will be finished.

It's a pity that the hands of the people are short, and the mouth of the cannibals is short. He, Zhu Bin, has already received the benefits, so he must be true to his word.

It's just that the time for these three poisonous gases to get his hands is really too short, and he just blends into the three flags of heaven, earth and man very, very simply. If you can give him ten days and let him practice it properly, the power of this formation will never be like this.

"Celestial Wind ......"

The cyan flag shook in response, and with Zhu Bin's words, all the clouds and mist on the ring instantly turned cyan, and the entire ring was frozen by a cold cold. Even among the onlookers outside, many people couldn't help but shudder.

And in the cyan clouds that outsiders couldn't see, pieces of cyan gas blades like scimitars appeared densely, and Zhang Qian could even feel the incomparably sharp light flickering on the curved air blades. In front of him, the cyan scimitar that covered the sky formed a poignant web of death, towards his overwhelming cover.

This is the power of the monk.

With the magic weapon in hand, there is enough time to cast it, and the lethality is much more than that of the martial arts of the same realm.

However, the big net that Zhu Bin showed was too fake, how could such a world-destroying sword net appear in the hands of a monk in the late stage of qi refining? Those seemingly unstoppable and indestructible azure blade lights were more of an illusion.

Zhang Qian admitted in his heart that this was the scene he had ever seen that best reflected the power of the monk, but it was a pity that it was flashy.

In the bright eyes, a sharp edge like an unsheathed sword flashed. In an instant, Zhu Bin in the clouds and mist had the illusion that the blade of the sword was shining between his eyebrows, and the cold hair on his body stood in horror. When he looked at it carefully, the formidable sharpness had disappeared. But Zhang Qian's current posture is naturally relaxed, and there is no shrinkage and anxiety in a desperate situation.

"Hurry!"

The white-gold actinization of Gengjin sword qi moved against the trend, and Zhu Bin consciously felt a cold white in front of his eyes, and the sword net in the sky had been twisted by the white-gold sword qi.

"How can he still ...... this kind of powerful sword qi?" Zhu Bin thought that Zhang Qian's sword qi was all relying on treasures such as sword talismans, just like his golden light talismans.

The corners of his mouth smiled fiercely, Tianfeng was gone, but he still had Zhenshan and the seven poisons in the world.

The small yellow flag waved, and the green mist that spread across the sky turned into a yellow cloud. Zhu Bin couldn't integrate the poisonous gas into it, but just with the earth qi contained in the earth poison, he could perform the Zhenshan technique.

Hou Yongshan's face had already changed, where did Zhu Bin get such a strong method? If he was so strong, why did he stand on top of him?

Zhu Geng, Chen Xiangzhen and the others' faces also changed, and Zhu Bin's methods could already threaten them. Then in this morning's fantasy, why did he fall behind everyone?

All the people who probed their divine senses into the ring felt as if they were being suppressed by a mountain that fell from the sky, and an extremely heavy pressure was instantly reflected in their divine souls, and several disciples in the middle stage of qi refining shook up, but in fact, there was nothing on their heads.

Zhang Qian also felt that his body sank suddenly, and for a moment it seemed that he was suddenly carrying a Mount Tai. But Zhang Gan's body suddenly lit up with a layer of fluorescence, which was a talisman, and after removing the abnormal state, Zhang Qian dodged a boulder falling from the top of his head by a fraction of a millimeter.

This stone should also be a magic weapon, just like the mini copper brick that Wan Ding gave newly.

The yellow clouds that filled the ring silently turned into black gas, and Zhu Bin's figure was revealed for the first time, "With-"

This time, with his fingers, the small black flag was suspended above Zhu Bin's head, and the black gas in the sky was flipped up like boiling water, like a tide rolling towards Zhang Qian. And where no one could see it, a black gas with red and greasy blood in the black rushed straight to Zhang Qian's head.

This black gas with red and greasy blood in the black is the essence of the black flag.

This flag, which symbolizes human status, contains the evil qi of the world, which does not refer to the seven emotions and six desires of joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sorrow, fear, and shock, but the entanglement of greed, killing, lust, anger, jealousy, hatred, and other human anger, which is the most common in prisons, but it is difficult to collect.

The first time Zhang Qian encountered trouble, the black qi was discovered by him as soon as he got close, and immediately a flame burned over, but it was only slightly sluggish for a moment, but it burned a big hole in the black mist that rolled up like a stormy wave. The broken jade, which had never moved for a long time, emitted a clear light at this time, like a thin bubble, covering Zhang Gan's whole person in it. But this bubble only wrapped Zhang Gan's flesh, and he could feel this, which meant that it could not be seen from the outside.

Zhang Gan also had a golden ring on his body that was sacrificed, which made many people envy Zhang Gan, a magic weapon, a golden ring is a real magic weapon. It also temporarily resisted the snake-shaped black qi.

Zhu Bin ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, and the whole person barely stood in the ring, and now Zhang Qian could completely ask Zhu Bin to step down with a quick wind curse, but he didn't do it. He's trying to solve this black gas with all his heart.

In this ring, Zhang Qian attaches more importance to the former than the accumulation of fighting experience and this kind of hand-to-hand victory. Who is not a fool, how can you not see Zhu Bin's predicament at this time?

"The sky is round and the place is round, the nine chapters of the law, the five thunder gods, and then the ghosts and evil spirits, and the ghosts are hidden. Haste as a law!"

"Haha. Wang Jiling saw that Zhang Qian actually regarded the black qi as a ghost, and recited the curse to bind the ghost, not only laughed out loud. The result of the spell was of course useless.

"The Northern Emperor sent me paper, the book talisman to drive away ghosts and evils, and those who dared to have no subdues were escorted into Fengdu City. Haste as a law. ”

The ghost spell is still useless.

There were already people in the audience laughing.

Isn't this black qi a ghost? Zhang Gan couldn't help but want to shoot a palm thunder with his backpalm.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, the sun is shining, the eight directions are mighty, I am natural, the spiritual treasure is decreed, the nine heavens are proclaimed, the ferocity is dissipated, and the Tao is eternal. Haste as a law. ”

- "The Pure Heaven and Earth Mantra"