Chapter 92: Formation superposition

One day a few days later, Wang Cheng gradually came to a place completely different from before. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it was surrounded by fog before, then here it is a sea of fog.

The fog here is already thick to the extreme, and the divine consciousness can only be dispersed here for a distance of three zhang.

Looking at this sea of fog, Wang Cheng was a little hesitant in his heart, the more he entered this foggy space, the more he felt that his strength was difficult to survive here.

But there are many crises here, but the opportunity is also amazing, glancing at the direction behind him, Wang Cheng's eyes flashed with decisiveness, and at this moment, he directly patted the storage bag and took out more than thirty gray jade slips.

Without any hesitation, Wang Cheng directly pinched his right hand, and suddenly all the gray jade slips shattered, and one after another the gray rays that he couldn't see flew into the sky, and he didn't know where to go.

"Sacrifice thirty-three pieces of jade, and give you three empty escapes. ”

Hearing this voice, Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looked behind him again, and thought slightly.

He had four empty escapes at the moment, and if he used all of them, he could directly cross a distance of 1,200 zhang in this misty space.

Once he is allowed to escape a thousand kilometers away, even if the other party is a monk of Jiedan, he will definitely not be able to find him.

Wang Cheng's eyes were dewed, and after a while, he suddenly slapped the storage bag, took out the fragments of the ink tripod from it, and then thought about it.

He didn't have a complete collection of these ink ding fragments, and he vaguely felt that the remaining fragments were on the Jiedan monk who was chasing him.

Suddenly, a bold idea surged in Wang Cheng's heart, he took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision, and his body retreated into the sea of fog.

Almost as soon as he entered here, he clearly felt that his divine sense was limited to a distance of three zhang around him, and Wang Cheng was not shocked by this, but acted cautiously.

He first walked a foot away, then slowly squatted down, and quickly pinched his hands to shoot out a series of spiritual lights.

Without wasting much time, Wang Cheng laid out a small formation in this position.

This formation is not very powerful, but it can be stacked, and unless this formation is completely broken, it will cause the formation to self-detonate, and the power of this self-explosion can also be stacked.

Glancing at this formation, Wang Cheng pondered for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the sea of fog, and his divine sense could immediately release a distance of twelve zhang.

He groaned slightly, and after silently calculating in his heart for a moment, his body suddenly moved, and he came to a distance seven zhang away, and after arranging a formation here, he returned to the sea of fog again, and next to that formation, another formation was arranged.

Then, he withdrew from the sea of fog again, and after laying out a formation again at another place seven zhang away from the fog outside the fog, he returned to the sea of fog and laid another formation between those two positions.

His speed was very fast, and after two teas, there were nearly a hundred formations inside and outside the fog.

These formations are surrounded by a horn shape, Wang Cheng stood in the center of this horn, his eyes flashed a trace of murderous intention, after glancing at the direction in the distance, his hands moved quickly, and after dozens of formations were laid in this center, he saw sweat on his forehead and turned pale.

At this moment, as these formations in the center formed, all the formations around them seemed to be faintly superimposed.

After cautiously exiting here, Wang Chengpan sat in the sea of fog, and after recovering his aura slightly, he waved his right hand to cover up the aura of these formations, and then transformed his life sword out.

The sword clan's life sword, after he entered this immortal cave, rarely used it, and even the sword clan's cultivation and star slashing he stopped, but even so, his second-spirit sword clan's cultivation is still there, and the power of the six-star star slashing is still there, plus his star refining body and foundation building cultivation at the moment, life and death within the foundation building are decided by him.

But this time, he was going to kill an injured Jiedan monk, thinking of this, even if he had a calm personality, he was a little nervous at the moment.

After all, the other party's cultivation has reached the realm of knotting, even if he is injured, the possibility of him wanting to kill the other party is extremely small, but he must dare to try everything, Wang Cheng took a deep breath, and after suppressing the tension in his heart, he stared into the distance with a calm face, and there was a trace of thought in his eyes.

It is very likely that the fragment of the ink tripod is on the old man in black, but Wang Cheng has not thought about it, even if the other party does not have the fragment of the ink tripod, but as a monk of the Jiedan, there must be a lot of things in the storage bag.

Glancing at these formations he had laid again, Wang Cheng secretly calculated in his heart, these formations were obviously impossible to stop the Jiedan monk, but fortunately, this formation could be superimposed, and there were many of them, once a formation exploded, it would immediately form a chain reaction, even if he couldn't kill the old man in black, it was still very possible to seriously injure him.

After all, the other party had been injured before, but everything had an accident, Wang Cheng had already prepared in his heart, once he found that he could not kill the other party, he would immediately start to flee in the air.

At this moment, more than a hundred zhang away from where Wang Cheng was, the figure of the old man in black galloped from a distance.

His face was gloomy and ugly, and his eyes showed an unprecedented murderous intent, since he got married, he had rarely suffered such a big loss, and at this moment, the hatred in his heart for Wang Cheng had already penetrated into his bones.

As he was galloping, his expression suddenly moved, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a hundred feet in front of him, he had already sensed Wang Cheng's existence.

Before, he looked down on Wang Cheng, so he suffered a big loss, not to mention the shattering of the life-saving jade Jane, and his cultivation was even more affected, and he was a little disordered at the moment, and his strength could only be used for seventy.

But at this moment, he had already decided that as soon as he approached Wang Cheng, he would burst out with all his strength to kill, and when he glanced ahead, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he took out a dark green awl from the storage bag.

"You can die under my Zhang Ying's spiritual treasure, and you can be proud. ”

Zhang Ying sneered inwardly, and his body sped up and galloped towards Wang Cheng.

In just a few breaths, his figure came beyond the sea of fog.

The moment he saw this sea of fog, his expression changed slightly, and after finding that this sea of fog blocked his divine sense, he hesitated and did not rush into the sea of fog, and after taking a careful look around, his gaze suddenly fell on a position.

In this position, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power.

"It turned out that he was hiding here, and he died for the old man!"

Zhang Ying sneered, and suddenly threw out the dark green awl in his hand, and suddenly the awl turned into a dark green light, and slammed towards a formation arranged by Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng, who was hiding in the sea of fog, looked at this scene at this moment, his eyes flashed, his heart moved, and he suddenly detonated the formation where the awl fell.

Almost at the moment when this formation was detonated, Wang Cheng didn't say a word, his body walked directly into the sea of fog more than ten zhang away, and with the divine sense left in those formations, he silently sensed the situation outside the sea of fog.

The roaring sound continued to echo around the surroundings, and one after another formations exploded, layer by layer, Zhang Ying's expression immediately changed greatly, and with a wave of his right hand, after retracting the awl, his body immediately retreated.

But as soon as he withdrew from the distance of seven zhang, he only felt a ripple under his feet, and a pot of violent spiritual power suddenly burst out, his expression changed again, and without saying a word, he slapped the storage bag suddenly, took out several defensive spirit treasures, and his body went in another direction again.

But at this moment, suddenly, he saw a fluctuation in the sea of fog, and a stronger spiritual power fluctuation erupted, and with the explosion of this spiritual power, he suddenly found that there seemed to be countless spiritual power explosions around him, which were superimposed at this moment, and rushed towards him.

For the first time, there was a trace of panic in his heart, he had known this superimposed formation for a long time, but the single formation was too weak, even if it was superimposed, it was extremely easy to be discovered, and it was not very practical.

But in this misty space, under the condition that the fog blocked the divine sense, and in addition, he did not attach great importance to Wang Cheng, so he did not withdraw from this superimposed array at the first time.

"No matter who you are, the old man will crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Zhang Ying's expression was gloomy to the extreme, and at this moment, he was burned with anger, raised his head and let out a long roar, forcibly endured the bombardment of countless bursting forces, and forcibly walked out of the formation circle.

Several defensive spirit treasures in front of him had been shattered, his spirituality was greatly lost, and the residual explosive power in his body was raging, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and with a pale face, the dantian golden pill flew out, exuding a golden mang, enveloping his body, and began to heal.

Zhang Ying's eyes were violent, his face was distorted to endure the tyranny in his heart, and at this moment, he was distressed to absorb the qi of Jindan, to force out those explosive aura, and then he started to heal.

Wang Chengpan sat in the sea of fog, feeling the subsidence of the formation's self-explosion, he slowly stood up, looked ahead, and vaguely saw a vague golden glow.

At the moment when he saw this golden mang, his expression moved, the sword in his hand transformed, and then he walked cautiously forward.

In his mind, although the old man in black did not die under the self-explosion of the superimposed formation, he must have been seriously injured.

It's an opportunity...... A chance for him to cross the border and kill.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng walked forward cautiously, saying that the other party might be seriously injured, but after all, he was a monk of Jiedan, and he could not tolerate half of his slackness.

Wang Cheng's speed was very slow, and he slowly came to the three zhang in the sea of fog, and his eyes looked at the golden mang in front of him, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly became intense.

The most powerful of the monks is the golden pill, but the most vulnerable thing is also this golden pill, once the golden pill is damaged, even if the cultivation to which the golden pill belongs does not die, it will be cultivated backwards.

Wang Cheng naturally knew about this, he silently looked at the golden mang, and the sword seal of the sword clan slowly emerged from his forehead.

He groaned in his heart, and thought about it carefully, the sword clan's divine power sword slash, this technique can be slashed by everything, although he is only a second spirit sword clan at the moment, but he has some confidence in his heart about smashing a golden pill.