And under the feeling, there was an extremely cold aura! Even after this cold air came out, a trace of white mist appeared in the entire cave. The mist swirled around the cave, and it didn't seem to be drifting away. Gradually, these white mist slowly transformed into a strange pattern.

This is indeed a strange pattern, and it is impossible to say the specifics of this pattern. But what is certain is that this pattern will completely cover the entire cave. Even when you look at it from a distance, in the middle of this pattern, is the ancestor of the barbarian mountain!

The Ancestor of the Barbarian Mountain sat in the middle of this pattern, manipulating the power of his mind over this strange pattern. In fact, what he was going to send out at this time was the flying star. His expression looked a little solemn, his eyes were open, but in his eyes, there were essences bursting out, like a kind of agility that could not be spoken.

And at this time, his fingers suddenly formed a strange pinch. The moment this pinching trick appeared, it was like condensing the power of the sky, and under the solemnity of his expression, he waved towards Lu. Suddenly, these white breaths like smoke suddenly made a buzzing sound at this time, and even under this buzzing sound, they turned into a huge transparent pattern, like a glass cast.

At the same time, his fingers flicked suddenly. With the flicking of this finger, a trace of cultivation breath suddenly roared out from his fingertips. Even at the pause of this array of cultivation power, white points of light appeared.

And in this sixth day, within Bai Shi's line of sight, those monks who originally seemed to be in a trance were one after another as if they had been awakened one by one at this time, and a stronger killing intent burst out from their eyes, and a breath of cultivation burst out from their bodies.

Even these cultivation breaths, when they burst out, there were some monks. When he looked at the white rock, he suddenly flew out. Completely surrounding his body, forming a strange pattern. Even in this pattern, there was a burst of white cold, and this cold air made Baishi's line of sight less than ten meters at this moment!

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped. And they were not because of the cold, but because of this sudden scene. They were amazed and shocked!

"It's... What's going on?" Nan Ion, who had never seemed to feel tricky for anything, suddenly gasped at this time. He couldn't see Shiraishi at this time. But from this burst of cold air, Nan Ion could feel a burst of coercion pressing his body, and even under this coercion, his Golden Immortal cultivation would also feel shortness of breath!

And more importantly, Nan Ion saw this strange pattern at this moment. It's like a strange formation: "These people are exactly the same in every move and every style at the moment." And look at this bizarre pattern. It must be a strange formation. What's more, this chill will make the monk's body be restrained to a certain extent, and then let it speed up. There is a certain reduction! At this time, Baishi is definitely still in this formation. And these monks, from their eyes, can be seen completely. It is impossible for them to take the initiative to send out this kind of formation! Who is controlling them? Who is the person who can have such skills!"

Although the lips did not squirm, at this time the heart of the South Ion. But he was groaning worriedly. Although the power of Zhilu Dao Baishi's cultivation was powerful and strange, he knew even more that this sudden appearance of the formation might be a great challenge for any monk. Because he clearly knew that if the monk fell into the formation, it would definitely not be able to rush out by brute force.

Since this formation has the ability to trap the monk, if the monk wants to escape. It has to break the eye!

Obviously, it would not be easy for a monk who was not familiar with the formation, or who did not know the strange formation of the Dao, to destroy it. And it is very likely that before he can crack this formation, he may die.

So Nan Ion didn't have time to think about it, his body suddenly stepped forward, and suddenly turned into a white streamer, and at his fastest speed, he rushed into the air. And his gaze was focused on one of the monks, and he seemed to be speculating that this monk was an eye of the formation, and if he killed him, maybe the whole strange formation would be shattered!

This is the first time in Nan Ion's heart that there is such a strong killing intent.

Even the white-clothed monk who used the power of cultivation to hide his body frowned slightly at this time, as if he had understood that the strange pattern that appeared in the sky was indeed a formation, and he had even begun to speculate where the eye of this strange formation was: "I didn't expect that this formation could actually control the monk named Baishi." ”

Even if this person was speculating on where the eye of this formation was, he couldn't forget the fluctuations that Baishi had brought out when he sent out the power of cultivation before, and that fluctuation made this person have a vague appreciation for Baishi in his heart. And just when his brows were slightly furrowed, he suddenly saw a burst of white streamer suddenly slashing in front of his eyes.

Because of the power of cultivation, when this streamer passed in front of his eyes, he vaguely saw Nan Ion's face. It's just that because of the fluctuation of the force, he can't see it completely. But even if it was vague, when this person saw that familiar face, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his heart was stirred.

"How can this person be so familiar!" Thinking back to the face he had vaguely seen just now, the doubt between this person's brows became even thicker, as if he was recalling something.

"It seems to have seen it somewhere, and it seems to be an old friend!" even though this person recalled, he could not recall it. But it was so familiar, and this feeling made his heart complicated.

At the same time, in the Manshan Ancestor, he also saw a white light rushing out. He didn't know that it was Nan Ion, which may have something to do with the fact that he didn't know Nan Ion, at this time, when he saw this white light rushing out, he also seemed to speculate that Nan Ion wanted to break the formation, but obviously, Nan Ion's move made the corner of his mouth show a mocking smile.

"It's ridiculous! With just your little cultivation, can you break through my Flying Star Array?"

With a deep groan, there was a sudden flash in the eyes of the Manshan Ancestor. Even under this forest, his fingers popped out again, and a cultivation force struck a certain point of light in this pattern. And this point of light is the person whose gaze is locked.

With the agitation of the power of this cultivation, in this sixth day, the person whose gaze was locked on Nan Ion suddenly cast his gaze on Nan Ion's body at this time, and even when this gaze was cast, Nan Ion saw Sen Ran in his eyes. Seeing that around his body at this moment, there was a sudden chill that made people chill. After this chill appeared, it did not continue to diffuse, but quickly condensed, and under this condensation, it turned into a small white and transparent sword, and then hit Nan Ion's body, as if he didn't want Nan Ion to get close to his body.

Nan Ion didn't have time to think about it at all, because he saw that this originally small sharp sword, when it was about to approach him, suddenly became larger, and even with bursts of intimidating cold light, it turned into countless swords. Like a rain of swords, it fell from the sky.

Suddenly, with a wave of his sleeves, in the sleeves of Nan Ion, a strong cultivation force suddenly roared out. Even at the moment when the power of cultivation burst out, it turned into a sharp sword and slammed away. But even so, Nan Ion could clearly feel that the coercion emitted by his cultivation power was obviously much smaller than that of the other party. So under the direct impact of this sharp sword, with the sound of the explosion, it came out. Under the reverberation of this fluctuation, Nan Ion's expression suddenly appeared painful because of the numbness sensation coming from the palm, and even his body fell from the air at this moment.

But Nan Ion did not flinch for a moment, although the corners of his mouth had overflowed with blood, but his gaze was extremely resolute, and even under this determination, his steps stepped again, and his hands waved out at the same time. And after a humming sound, a huge beast-headed phantom suddenly appeared above his head.

This beast-headed phantom belongs to the wolf!

The moment this beast-headed phantom appeared, the monk who had covered his body with the power of cultivation had a strong change in his expression at this moment! (To be continued......