Chapter 300: The Cage of the Birds

Since it is not a fraud, why is Fang Wenyuan so vulnerable now?

If there is nothing greasy in this, Liang Yu categorically refuses to believe it.

Rao is like this, this fluke heart in his heart, like a spring breeze blowing through the green grass, has a tendency to grow more and more intense. No matter how suspicious you are in your heart, it is like an idle cloud in the sky, and it does not disturb the green mountains in your heart.

The big decision in his heart actually firmly gained the upper hand.

After being silent for a long time, there was no change in this corpse-raising sect, and everything seemed to have really settled.

It is precisely because of this that the tension in everyone's hearts has begun to gradually loosen. Moreover, the maintenance of the Thousand Corpse Array did not rely on spirit stones, but relied on the cultivation of six people alone, and the burden was heavy, and the six people were also deeply tired.

After Liang Yu repeatedly confirmed that Fang Wenyuan had indeed died at the feet of the corpse qi and the corpse king, although he had doubts in his heart, he had to believe it because of the huge consumption of the Thousand Corpse Array, and besides, the intention of believing that Fang Wenyuan was dead in his heart was particularly strong.

After half a ring, the remaining five people complained bitterly in their hearts, Liang Yurao was suspicious, but he had to put down the burden first, so he had to disperse the thousand corpse array, unload the burden, and then talk about anything else.

The towering corpse king, like a lofty mountain, automatically disintegrated after the collapse of the Thousand Corpses Array, turned into a complete corpse and fell into the flying coffin. However, they did not withdraw to the corpse ground, but hung in the air, like heavenly soldiers, waiting to be sent.

After the six of them unraveled the Thousand Corpses Array, they were not in a hurry to meditate, but were checking around, looking for Fang Wenyuan's traces.

After a long time, the six of them found nothing, and they gathered again, and they tacitly appeared under that huge footprint, and this was Fang Wenyuan's 'place of death!' was also the origin of the place they began to seek, so this time they would gather here.

Although there were no bones left in the corpse of the fierce enemy, there was still no joy in the hearts of the six people, and hundreds of disciples of the Corpse Raising Sect turned into dead souls in Fang Wenyuan's hands, and used them to form a blood knife, and this knife was even more sharp to them.

Therefore, although this mortal enemy is dead, the mountain gate is destroyed. The disciples were even more killed and wounded, and except for some miscellaneous servants, no one survived. In this way, it can be regarded as a great loss of vitality and a broken foundation. On the day of the return of the Corpse Raising Sect, I am afraid that it will be delayed for another hundred years.

At that time, the overlord position that Nanguo had finally vacated was afraid that it would change hands again.

The three evil sects moved to the sect, and no one in the southern kingdom would be able to rank with the corpse raising sect. This kind of opportunity, but because of Fang Wenyuan alone, the vitality of the Corpse Raising Sect was greatly damaged, and a good opportunity to show his ambitions was wasted.

After a hundred years of delay, there is no one in the southern kingdom to deter them, but I am afraid that some other hidden sects and some small sects that have been preparing for a long time will take this opportunity to divide the southern land from the new.

At that time, the resources of the outside world will not be in the pocket and will be divided by others, and the Corpse Raising Sect will probably have to succumb to this corner all day long.

is reasonable, Liang Yu and others are not happy.

But what makes them unhappy is probably not only this little bit of starlight, but the light of the bright moon.

Because, the thousands of coffins hovering around, at this moment, there was a trace of vibration.

Just when the six of them were slightly aware, a dark red light, like a feather of a red training bird, fell lightly from the nine heavens.

The wind rose and seemed to fall slowly, but in the blink of an eye, it came to the middle of a thousand coffins, like a swimming dragon, and everywhere it passed, it was scorched black. Most of the refined corpses in the thousand coffins were destroyed before they could show their heads.

The six of them were shocked, and just as they couldn't hold it anymore and were about to make a move, a soft word, like an ethereal spirit, rang out, and said, "This Thousand Corpses Array is really mysterious and indescribable. Such pomp and circumstance can be regarded as giving Fang a great face.

It's just that you don't know how to be patient, and it's a pity that a small shadow of a doppelganger will let you remove this mysterious formation!

Fang had the intention to give Guizong a chance to kill me, but in the end, it was wasted. Since you don't appreciate it, then Fang Mou can't be polite anymore!"

While speaking, among the six people of the Corpse Raising Sect, there was a shocking change, and before Elder Ouyang could recover from his surprise, his body stiffened inexplicably, and the qi and blood around his body suddenly became unsmooth. A layer of dark cyan ice ballast crawled out silently.

Almost in the blink of an eye, this Elder Ouyang became a popsicle, with that slightly incredible look on his face. If it is a sculpture, it can be carved to such an extent, it will definitely be a masterpiece.

Almost in this abrupt sound, the six people of the Corpse Raising Sect lost one person, although this Ouyang Elder is not in a big problem for the time being, but he has lost the combat power of a Foundation Building Elder, and the loss of the Corpse Raising Sect is not small. Moreover, this Elder Ouyang is here, and there is nowhere to protect him.

When it comes to fighting, the other five may not be able to guarantee their thoroughness.

And at this time, a result that everyone was unwilling to accept was presented in front of everyone's eyes, only to see that Fang Wenyuan, who should have died, actually exuded a cold aura all over his body, and put one hand on Elder Ouyang's back.

The long silver-white hair is particularly eye-catching. is like a knife-cut face, although it is handsome and extraordinary, but a pair of bright eyes are cold, and the smile on the lips is unruly. In Liang Yu's eyes at this time, it really disgusted him, but it was more terrifying.

Before he could finish his words, he injured a person, and the life and death of this person were still in his hands. At this moment, Liang Yu looked at Fang Wenyuan, who was holding Elder Ouyang's life, and was speechless, feeling depressed in his heart.

The enemy has chips in their hands, and Liang Yu and the others are not in a hurry to make a move. But Fang Wenyuan didn't have any scruples, he saw the demon in his left eye confiding, and one of the thunderbolts came from the Nine Heavens, fell in the reflection in his eyes, and slashed on the top of the head of the left protector.

This blow did not happen in the outside world, but only in Fang Wenyuan's left eye.

However, if the left protector was hit hard, from the skull downwards, cracks as dense as silver threads appeared, and the periphery was charred black, among which the red flesh was interspersed. Originally, it was the Yuan Force in the body, and the spirit monk turned into a corpse in this instant.

Fang Wenyuan's thunderous speed, coupled with the fact that the Floating Life Technique has always been weird, this Left Protector became a confused ghost before he knew it.

Mo said that he himself didn't know what was going on, and even the right protector who stayed by his side, Liang Yu, the master of a sect, didn't see what was going on.

Sometimes, it's the scariest thing.

If he held Elder Ouyang hostage, the means of controlling his life and death in an instant made Liang Yu frightened. But this unprovoked killing of a Dharma protector, without revealing his deeds or showing his face, made Liang Yu feel frightened.

It was a kind of fear that trembled and frightened the soul.

This is probably the difference between Fang Wenyuan and the past, now he knows that if he can't fight hard, he must do what he can, and if he can save energy, he doesn't have to put too much effort into it.

With a phantom body, blessed with Jin Dan's divine sense, if you want to deceive this Liang Yu and the others, although there are still flaws, it is okay.

Moreover, under the demon pupils, the mysteries of the Thousand Corpses Array were reflected in Fang Wenyuan's heart one by one. Maintaining a corpse king's change formation out of the mountain, where this foundation is, how can Fang Wenyuan not understand.

Therefore, even if there were flaws in the phantom's body, Liang Yu and the others would not bother to maintain a hugely consuming formation even if they had doubts in their hearts.

Fang Wenyuan is deep in the shadows, and in terms of time, he can afford it. But Liang Yu and the others can't, after all, the formation is irreversible, and the passing Yuan Force cannot be returned.

It is because they have doubts in their hearts, so they need to preserve their strength, and the more this is the case, the more they have to spread out the formation, otherwise the consumption will be too large, and for them, it is not the best choice.

Therefore, from the moment when the Thousand Corpses Array was successfully arranged, Fang Wenyuan had already thought about it a lot.

The Thousand Corpses Array can be described as a double-edged sword, once it is opened, it will not hurt others, but will hurt oneself. And it was this move that pushed Liang Yu and others to a dead end.

As long as Fang Wenyuan keeps his head open and avoids his edge for the time being, he can break this crisis.

And now with a thunderous momentum, slashing two people in a row to build a foundation is Fang Wenyuan's means.

Attack the city for the bottom, attack the heart for the top. Although this move was not enough to crush the minds of Liang Yu and others, it must have reached the verge of collapse.

If one side is unstable and fearful, this is only a millimeter, but it is a thousand miles away.

Therefore, in such a situation now, Fang Wenyuan made a move, and it was much easier.

After receiving the remains of Senior Sister Pang, Fang Wenyuan had a plan, and then he kept preparing for such an effect.

Capturing one person and killing one person in one fell swoop, Liang Yu and others must be in chaos in their hearts.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan was not in a hurry to make a move, he bowed slightly, and said, "From now on, the sect master no longer has to take care of the face of the Corpse Raising Sect, and he doesn't have to care about Fang Mou's door-to-door quarrels and provoking troubles.

And Fang is about to fulfill his promise!"

At this moment, in the Corpse Raising Sect, the sound of the golden bell was endless, and it became more and more urgent, and the sound of the bronze bell in the hand of the sculpture in the northwest corner of the dojo was also sharp and piercing, and the honey was like a shower.

Originally, hearing Fang Wenyuan's words, Liang Yu may still have a chance in his heart, but now, the sound of the mountain bell and the brass bell has already revealed the current situation of the Corpse Raising Sect, so Liang Yu's heart is only left with bitterness and regret.

I was secretly angry in my heart: "Why did you listen to the slander of the Right Protector in the first place, why did you ambush this Feibo Sect disciple, and even more calculated and chased and killed for thousands of miles!"

After thousands of calculations, in the end, Fang Wenyuan still didn't calculate the variable!"

However, in this situation, it is impossible to escape, even if they are the head and elder of the Corpse Raising Sect, they have not been able to break through the resentful soul array that guards the Corpse Raising Sect in a short period of time when they hold the token.

Success is also a resentful soul array, and defeat is also a resentful soul array

It was originally a formation to protect the lifeline of a sect, but at this moment, it has become a cage for birds and a net for swimming fish.

Now the resentful soul array has become a predicament! They want to escape, but in a short time, they can't get out!