Chapter 115: Red Xiaozhu Zhao stops raining
The Great Proving Ground, thousands of formations are operating, and on the huge phantom wall of the Immortal King Square, so many formations are operating at the same time, and there is an epic and magnificent visual impact.
All the large arrays were in motion, and together they besieged the black vest monks in the center of the array.
The black-clothed monk's talisman was a golden giant bow, the monk's powerful Yuan Force, condensed into a solid long arrow, the long arrow was as crystal clear as a jade ice sculpture, and the mysterious rune light on it flowed, emitting a golden glow, which was beautiful.
Urged by various large arrays, the black vest monk changed his obscene image, and his original five-short figure became extremely stretched and chic, and the square Yuan Force illusion behind it was also a great sheng.
The golden giant bow is extremely powerful, and in every big array, the black vest monk sacrifices a giant bow and shoots an arrow, and when an arrow is shot, it is a violent fluctuation of yuan force, a powerful yuan force, and a powerful explosion erupts, and the whole world trembles!
The turquoise sea turned pitch black, and the monstrous waves squeezed the space of the Great World, and this battle seemed to have the power to destroy this side of the world.
The image of the phantom wall switched, and beside Mo Yan, Lang Yong and the fat man stood there in a daze.
Lang Yong patted his chest and said: "Boss, this guy is too strong, I was protecting the formation just now, and I almost lost my life!
The fat man had big nerves, and grinned beside him: "I saw that Lao Lang almost hung up, so I was not in the formation, and I fled back directly!"
"You dead fat, conscienceless guy, you don't say hello when you run for your life, and you ...... me"
Lang Yong and Hong Bao were entangled and arguing, but Mo Yan kept sinking like water. His eyes flickered as bright as paint, his hands kept moving, and all kinds of divine thoughts passed through his hands to the various complex control runes around him.
He was serious and focused, no matter how many turbulent waves there were, no matter how strong the opponent was, he was still confident, and he seemed to be completely immersed in the joy of controlling the talisman array.
The Black Vest Monk is incomparably strong, but there are too many rune arrays in the Great Trial Ground, and the various changes of the three thousand small rune paths are endless, which also makes the rune arrays in the Great Trial Ground endless.
As many runes as the black-clothed monk shot, there were as many new runes as there were immediately, and Mo Yan surrounded him with a large array, so that on several occasions, the black-clothed monk had no chance to directly shoot the main array of the main center.
The hundred-zhang high phantom wall, on the phantom wall is the image of Mo Yan alone controlling the talisman array. The millions of monks in the entire Immortal King Square, including the bigwigs of all parties on the Immortal King High Platform, everyone looked at him as wonderful as a person.
The entire Xianwang Square was very silent, and many people were attracted by Mo Yan's skillful, magical, and art-like control techniques. Mo Yan's movements are not only precise, but also seem to have a special rhythm, an indescribable sense of perfection.
On the high platform of the Immortal King, all the bigwigs had different expressions, a pair of eyes behind Mr. Fengda's mask flashed with a strange light, and the fingers of his hands were also moving according to a certain rhythm, which seemed to confirm Mo Yan's technique one by one.
"Open the teleportation array on the other side!" Mo Yan suddenly said loudly.
His hands slammed suddenly, and ten fingers released ten divine thoughts at the same time, and ten divine thoughts activated ten control runes.
The void where the black-clothed monk was standing suddenly had a strange twist, just like the unevenness of the mirror, and the person's image appeared strangely deformed, and the black-clothed monk let out a loud shout, and powerful yuan force fluctuations emanated from the void where he was standing.
You can clearly see that the sky is like the heat of the horizon in the morning, and the originally transparent light has been kneaded into a dazzling halo!
"Good boy......"
The black-clothed monk shouted, half of his voice came out from the phantom wall, but the next moment, his voice appeared in the "White Jade Warm Pool" on the Immortal King's high platform.
The mist in the "White Jade Warm Pool" suddenly flourished, and above the brilliance, a person's figure suddenly appeared.
This person is five short in stature, wearing a black vest, with a headband on his head, and his face is a little angry, and he scolded loudly: "This cunning boy, I didn't expect that I would beat geese all my life, and I was ...... by geese today."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he looked around blankly, and immediately froze, and the whole person was stupid.
The eyes of the millions of pairs of eyes in the Immortal King Square, and the eyes of all the bigwigs above the Yuanli Realm on the Immortal King High Platform, all saluted him.
Everyone was expressionless, or the expressions on their faces were very stiff, but their eyes were so strange that the blackfriar subconsciously looked at his lower body, and was speechless for a while...... At a glance, he saw that on the hundred-foot-high phantom wall of the Immortal King Square, the golden-clothed monk with a small eye had a lewd smile on his face, and leaned next to a calm golden-clothed young monk and said: "The boss is really tall, hehe, finally sent that guy out, this hand can't be guarded against! It's enjoyable, it's really enjoyable! I admire you like a surging river......
The blackfriar's face instantly became strange, and his face turned red, and he finally understood why so many people were looking at him, and he wanted to find a hole to drill down for a while.
"Ahem, ahem!" Finally, Mr. Feng Da was the first to react, he arched his hand at the black vest monk, and said, "Wang Daoyou, that ...... Belch...... There was a wonderful fighting technique, which opened everyone's eyes, that ...... Please come and sit ......."
Wang Li was embarrassed, walked out of the "white jade warm pool", and said with a smile: "Mr. Fengda's big testing ground is really mysterious, mysterious ......"
In full view of everyone, it was difficult for him to hide his embarrassment no matter what he said.
At this time, Wang Li felt that he was like a monkey just now, being played by a hairy young man, and millions of people were the audience. His dignified Yuanli Realm monk, who came from the transcendent "Bright Moon Tower", how could he have faced such an embarrassing situation today?
"Mr. Fengda, now it seems that your Great Proving Ground is completely out of control! I can see that you are in control of the situation yourself!" Xun Gan stood up and said.
Mr. Fengda looked at Wang Li with his eyes and said, "Wang Daoyou, what do you think?"
"I ...... That one...... Uh, my three senior brothers and one junior sister are all in the testing ground......" Wang Li said stiffly.
He didn't speak loudly, but as soon as he spoke, someone immediately spread the word, and after a short period of noise, everyone in the entire Immortal King Square understood what he meant.
Everyone was suddenly silent, and everyone turned their gaze back to the main phantom wall of the Immortal King Square!
There are many monks who seem to have forgotten the original intention of today's fighting method, and everyone wants to see how many incredible things Mo Yan and these three guys can do.
...... The camp tent is as red as the sun, and the camp tent can't see what material it is made of, such as silk and satin, but it is beautiful and beautiful.
The red tent is speeding in the void, like a meteor passing through the sky, the tent is gorgeous, but the light and shadow are very faint, if you don't look carefully at the sky, you can't even see the traces of its flight.
The incense in the camp tent is striking, and the phantom charm is decorated in it, decorating the whole camp tent bright and vivid, looking luxurious and elegant.
A large carved screen, next to which is a high-backed, intricately carved chair in which a friar in her twenties sits along. The woman's fingers were as white and slender as a green onion, and her hair was black and tied in a big bun, exposing a cheek that was extremely delicate to the air.
The woman is extremely beautiful, up and down, from head to toe, and she can't find a single flaw. It is beautiful but not glamorous, especially a pair of eyes that are extraordinarily ethereal, and there is a transcendent temperament that is out of the world.
Frowning slightly, the fairy's sad face was so amazing that the surrounding maids immediately sensed the abnormality of their master.
"Miss, we're almost there!" said a delicate pink-clad maid respectfully.
"Why is it so noisy?" said the friar, frowning.
"Immortal King Square is the time for Ye Shui's battle generals to practice the great fighting method of the class these days, and the Immortal King Square is lively!" the maid said softly.
Her eyes were smart, and she glanced at the outside of the tent with interest, she only glanced at it, and her face showed surprise, and she quickly covered her mouth, but she couldn't help but look at it a second time.
The friar's brow furrowed slightly, and her eyes wandered to the outside of the tent.
"Huh?"
She snorted softly, a look of surprise on her face, and said, "If you want to see it, let's watch it for a while! ”
The tent stood quietly in the void, and the originally fiery red tent miraculously changed color and merged with the clouds in the sky, unaware of it.
"Miss, is that Mr. Windy? It's really mysterious!" said the little maid with a smile.
"Don't speak!Mr. Feng Da and Lord Hong are both extremely cultivated people, and we can easily be discovered by them!" said the female monk lightly.
The little maid frowned, her lips twitched but she wanted to speak, but she didn't understand in her heart, why should the young lady worry about being discovered?
"Several teachers in Ye Shui's general cultivation class this time are all my senior brothers and sisters. They have come all the way from Bright Moon City, and I have to do the friendship of the landlord!" the female monk said with an indifferent expression.
The friars' life is gorgeous, so beautiful that she is incomprehensibly beautiful, but her temperament is just a "light" word, just like a cup of tea, the fragrance is only faint, but it is long, and there is a unique charm.
"Hey, those two boys were recommended by you, Miss!" the little maid suddenly pointed to the two golden-clothed monks on the phantom wall on the Immortal King Square, who couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
She laughed as she spoke, and finally covered her mouth.
"Huh?" the friar frowned, casting a puzzled glance at the little girl.
"That young monk's name is Mo Yan, the sixth prince's disciple, didn't the sixth prince beg you for this last time? That little eye is called Lang Yong, the son of Boss Lang, don't you remember?" the maid reminded.
"Ah......h
She smiled lightly, but it was like spring returning to the earth, and the whole tent suddenly became clearer......
(To be continued)