The black-clothed demon cultivator, the feather fan shook gently, wearing a scarf on his head, chic and calm, standing calmly, looking at the Qingyun chain formation in front of him, he said softly: "The whole world, the four seas, how can you teach the fish and the dragon to mix." Dezhi also, lupine scarf, if you don't practice long distances, it will be difficult to enter this formation......"

Beside him, Bai Liang frowned slightly, as if he was stunned by the monk's sour and rotten aura, and did not speak, but another Zhuji Great Perfection Demon Cultivator said with a smile: "Brother Zhang Liang, can this formation be broken?"

Yang Zhangliang's feather fan shook lightly, smiling silently, and after half a sound, the white feather fan pointed forward and said leisurely: "Brother Lei, don't worry, between talking and laughing, the small array of flying ashes will be annihilated......"

This Yang Zhangliang, it is said that there are some origins, according to legend, the ancestor is what the ancient Han Dynasty Cheng Hou, the word room, known as the can: "In the planning of the husband, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away", and the end is good.

The inheritance of Yangzhang Liang Array Dao, passed down from distant ancestors, has its own set, and is confident that it can crown the foundation building monks below the Great Array Master.

Brother Lei was overjoyed when he heard this, and said with a laugh: "I knew that Bowen guy would lay out the formation, hahaha, now that Brother Zhang Liang is here, the formation attainment is even higher than him, see what else he can rely on, Brother Zhang Liang, what do we need to do, you just command." ”

Bai Liang's face also showed a slight smile, this Yang Zhangliang is sour, but the formation attainments are really amazing, a senior second-level formation mage, immersed in the formation path for many years, can be said to be the crown of the Five Elements Demon Sect Foundation Cultivator, let him crack the Bowen array, it should really be a hand-to-hand capture.

At this time, Yang Zhangliang looked at the opposite side, only to see that the smoke was locked in the air, the formation was continuous, and the killing machine was hidden. There's a lot of stuff inside. I can feel it, too. The opponent's formation attainments are quite high.

Array after array, array array, several formations, Yang Zhangliang has dabbled in the study of them one by one, but it is difficult for him, but he is a little confused, and what he can't understand is that in this formation, there are two second-level formations and one first-level formation. The formation techniques of these three formations are slightly rough, and there is a slight deviation from the overall situation, but these three formations should have no special effect, and they should not be able to prevent themselves from breaking the formation.

Yang Zhangliang was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, he was not surprised, and after thinking for a moment, he already had a plan to break the formation.

The white feather fan shook gently, and Yang Zhangliang took it seriously. began to give orders: "Hundred Taoist friends, Xun." Southeast, 40 Daoyou, Dui, due west, 120 Daoyou, Gen, Northeast ......"

Lei Peng nodded, and hundreds of monks quickly arrived in place according to the direction pointed by the white feather fan, and they were ready to go.

After Yang Zhangliang and the other monks stood still, the feather fan shook lightly, with a smile on his face, he arched his hands at the Qingyunmen station, and said loudly: "Brother Bowen, please." ”

Bowen looked at the actions of the demon cultivator opposite, sighed in his heart, and sighed secretly, this time, I am afraid that the formation he has laid is difficult to hold the opponent, the monk on the opposite side, although it is the first time to meet, but its name, Bowen has long heard of it, but at this time, even if the formation is about to be broken by the opponent, it cannot weaken the momentum, Bowen is not in a hurry, and also said loudly: "Brother Zhang Liang, please." ”

The demon cultivators were ready and listened to the order, but they were not in a hurry, Yang Zhangliang's feather fan shook lightly, and said unhurriedly: "Brother Bowen is really a good means, the sky covering array, the earth carrying array, the wind lifting array, the cloud hanging array, the dragon flying array, the tiger wing array, the bird flying array, the snake pan array...... The eight formations are connected, and the "Eight Formations after the Yunyan Official Style" are interlocking, looking at each other from the beginning to the end, admiring and admiring. ”

Bowen showed a wry smile on his face, but he also said loudly: "Brother Zhang Liang is really good eyesight, I guess this formation can't be stopped for long, Brother Zhang Liang, please." ”

After speaking, Bowen showed a helpless look to Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie beside him, and said apologetically: "Senior Sister Song, Senior Brother Liang, this Yang Zhangliang has been famous for a long time, and his formation attainments are even higher than Bowen's. ”

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie looked grim, nodded slowly, and said that they understood, especially Song Xiaoli, a series of orders to prepare for battle were passed down, making the monks of Qingyunmen ready for battle.

There are a large number of demon cultivators, but they are far beyond the Qingyunmen side, and it is really a vicious battle.

After arranging the war affairs, Song Xiaoli couldn't help but look at a mountain, and thought in her heart, hoping that Senior Brother Sun would be able to be clever and protect himself by then, at this time, the war was imminent, and Song Xiaoli was afraid that it would be difficult to distract and take care of Sun Hao.

Thinking about it, this Senior Brother Sun is also very cautious and even timid, at this moment, he is honestly nested in his own formation, and he will not participate in the battle until the last moment.

Opposite side.

After a brief conversation between Yang Zhangliang and Bowen, Lang laughed and said loudly: "Standing tall in all directions, Hugh, Sheng, Injury, Du, the four doors can be attacked, Zhenyuan Kezhi, listen to my orders, drink ......"

With his order to "drink", the demon cultivators in these four directions released their true elements in unison and attacked the four nodes.

Bowen's face was solemn.

Yang Zhangliang, such a profound array attainment, such a blow, whether it is the point of attack or the total amount of true elements of the attack, it is just right, I am afraid that with just this blow, most of his formation will be broken.

A cold sweat couldn't help but rise on Bowen's forehead.

Truth be told, there's nothing more uncomfortable than being beaten by someone in what you're good at.

At this time, Bowen had a strong apology in his heart, and he had apologized to his fellow Qingyunmen Daoists, he had known that this was the case, so it was better to let his fellow Qingyunmen avoid the battlefield as soon as possible, and he would not be surrounded by the demon cultivators like this.

Bowen can even feel that the big array was broken, and the deep disappointment of his colleagues was in him.

I have lived up to the expectations of my colleagues!

However, together with the formation, the most important thing is to pay attention to the word attainment, and when the attainment is reached, it will naturally be able to be a step ahead.

Now, if you are inferior to the other party, what can you say?

Bowen reluctantly closed his eyes.

In the stealth formation, at the moment when the demon cultivators attacked, Sun Hao opened his eyes suddenly, with a faint smile on his face, and with a flick of his fingers, he rushed into his formation and shot a spirit stone.

When the spirit stone went down, the array where Sun Hao was suddenly changed, and under the traction of the breath, the three formations laid by Sun Hao were suddenly connected into one, and the three formations were integrated, as if they were a gem, and a faint light flashed, and it was naturally integrated into the formation laid out by Bowen.

At this time, Bowen's eyes were closed, but he didn't notice the slightest abnormality.

Outside of the formation, the demon cultivators attacked and landed on top of Bowen's formation, and the formation shook and rippled.

Immediately, the powerful True Yuan of Demon Cultivation entered the formation, producing a huge destructive force, like a mirror, being hit by a huge stone, and Bowen's formation was about to break in an instant.

Yang Zhangliang had a smile on his face, and he had the chance to win.

Who knew that at this time, in the formation, there seemed to be a glimmer of light, although the glimmer was weak, it seemed to be a life-saving straw, and where it passed, the ripples caused by the Demon Cultivation True Yuan were quickly smoothed out, and the formation shook slightly, and it immediately returned to calm.

What's going on?

As soon as the white feather fan stopped, Yang Zhangliang looked ahead suspiciously, puzzled, it shouldn't be like this!

The correct reaction should be on your own side, after the attack, the formation was broken, and most of it was broken, but why was there no sign of being broken.

Concentrate and look again, the white feather fan swung suddenly, Yang Zhangliang was shocked, and he couldn't care about the image, and shouted loudly: "Dui, due west, forty friends, retreat quickly, dangerous ......"

Before the words fell, most of the forty demon cultivators could not react, and the large array that had just been attacked by the demon cultivators slammed outward, as if it was bounced back the true yuan that the demon cultivators had just injected, and a surging true yuan attacked.

Yang Zhangliang stumbled, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

The forty demon cultivators were already whining and mourning, and most of the demon cultivators were directly hit by the surging true yuan, and before they had time to react, they turned into bursts of light and were directly killed by this huge true element.

Forty demon cultivators retreated in horror, and in the end, only a dozen or so people retreated to a safe distance, looking forward in horror and shock, the power of this formation is inevitably too terrifying.

The demon cultivation camp was silent in unison, as if they were chilling.

Bai Liang's eyes shrank, and Lei Peng also shrank his eyes, looking at Yang Zhangliang.

Yang Zhangliang straightened the Ge scarf that he had just almost fallen down and was a little messy, but there was no longer a calm smile on his face, and he said sharply: "Bowen, what a ruthless method, such a high formation attainment, Zhang Liang has been taught." ”

In the Qingyunmen station, there were bursts of cheers, and the monks couldn't help but applaud loudly.

Bowen closed his eyes, sad in his heart, but an accident happened.

In the imagery, the lamentation that will be on the side of his own camp did not sound, but on the contrary, bursts of cheers were deafening.

Bowen immediately opened his eyes, and just happened to see the scene of more than twenty demon cultivators being directly wiped out by the rebound attack of the large array. Why is that?

Bowen's heart was full of doubts, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

I know my own things, what my formation ability will be, and I also know it, why and why can there be such a magical change?

Liang Dingjie's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and he arched his hand and said to Bowen: "Senior Brother Bo, good, good job." ”

Song Xiaoli also smiled, and said crisply: "Senior Brother Bowen is really a good means!"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Bowen's forehead, and he wanted to say that I don't know why this happened, just now, he closed his eyes for a moment, and he really didn't understand what was going on, but this was not the time to explain, so he had to make a mistake and said vaguely: "It's a fluke, it's just a fluke......"

At this time, on the other side, Yang Zhangliang's loud shout came: "Bowen, such ruthless methods, such high formation attainments, Zhang Liang has been taught." ”

Bowen stubbornly continued to make mistakes: "Winning prizes, flukes, it's a fluke." ”

By the skin of one's teeth?

On the other side, Yang Zhangliang couldn't help but shake his white feather fan, his face was a little blue, and he stared at the formation in front of him viciously, and after half a sound, a faint smile appeared on his face again, and the white feather fan shook it gently, and said loudly again: "Bowen, you are really insidious, you almost fell into your big ......" (to be continued......)