After the ancestors fell

Chapter 202 Formation
Du Ruozhen has some rumors about how he treats his disciples. He has more than a dozen disciples. Except for Kong Nianzhen, even the other direct disciples will inevitably be exposed by him.

Since this real person became famous, he began to have various ways to make money. Fortunately, this person knows how to measure, and he recruits disciples wantonly, squeezes his own apprentices, and restrains other monks a lot.

Although it became a joke for a time, most of the real victims were monks who were not as good as him and had no background. So far, this person has not provoked anyone he can't afford.

However, it is inevitable that some monks will sometimes be ridiculed, and this real Le Heng is one of them.

The two of you came and went, and they started fighting.

Not long after, another monk came in here, and eighteen light clusters of spiritual energy flew out of the sky, and soon sank into the forest.

This is the second checkpoint.

With the appearance of the aura light group, the monks on the scene drove the light, and the various lights chased the aura light group.

Knowing this time, the monks realized that this is not an ordinary forest. These ancient trees have been cast with mysterious spells, with extremely high spiritual intelligence, and will actively attack the surrounding monks.

Three monks who went in had their dantian instantly pierced by the branches of three ancient trees due to lack of defense, and their cultivation level was completely destroyed on the spot.

However, some monks moved fast enough to quickly grab one of the aura light clusters and get the formation disk inside.Seeing this, the surrounding monks cast their mana one after another, and all kinds of magic weapons launched attacks together in the air.

However, at this moment, the ancient tree in the dense forest stretched out its vines, firmly protecting the cultivator who got the array, forming a huge tree cocoon, which blocked the attacks of other cultivators for him.

The sneak attacking cultivator returned without success, and continued to snatch other unowned formation disks, but it was a step too late, and the remaining [-] formation disks were quickly robbed by the monks in the distance.

Mu Qingfeng also snatched a formation plate by relying on the wind and clouds. Looking at the tree cocoons growing around him, he couldn't help but think of the experience that he was almost killed by the tree vines in the stone worm cave. How could she still be standing here at this time?
When I think of grass returning pearls, I think of the change in Dantian when Fusheng Prajna fell off the high platform.Somewhere, at some point, she began to have a bad feeling that Cao Huanzhu's real backlash had not yet appeared.

However, no amount of worry is of any use at this time.It's better to improve your strength as soon as possible, so as not to be caught off guard when you really find out the problem.

She calmed down and placed her consciousness on the array in front of her.As soon as her consciousness touched the formation disk, her consciousness was quickly immersed in it. This is not an ordinary formation disk.

The starry sky is vast, and there are countless stars in it that are constantly changing.

Mu Qingfeng was immersed in it, and quickly found a flaw in it. However, after unraveling this flaw, that flaw reappeared elsewhere.

After going back and forth like this, tens of thousands of formations are superimposed on each other here. What's more difficult is that these formations are mutually generated. If the received formations are not broken at the same time, these formations will recombine again.

On and on, without end.

Just when Mu Qingfeng was immersed in breaking the formation, not far from her, a monk who got the formation disk was overdrawn due to lack of consciousness, hugged his head and yelled, and passed out, and then a spiritual light came from his hand fly out.

"Array!"

"No, grab it!"

The monks who hadn't grabbed the array before immediately flew up and grabbed the aura.

In the tree cocoon, the cultivator, who had exhausted his spiritual consciousness, was already bleeding from his seven orifices and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and was soon used as nourishment by the surrounding ancient trees.

(End of this chapter)