Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 158: Heavenly Witch Dusk Drum! Yuan Chen Formation

The Twelve Yuan Chens are arranged exactly in the order of the time scale.

Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit...

When the four drums were shaken.

The vast and chilling drum sounds seemed to come from ancient times.

Thump…thump…

The drums are played in an orderly manner, not randomly.

At the same time, the contrasting scenery of Yinxian Lake's mountains and rivers was gradually blurred, rendered by a layer of halo, gradually engulfing the real mountains and rivers.

There is no mist in the mountains and no ripples on the water.

Even the setting sun is gradually being swallowed up.

It would be extremely difficult to use tricks to break through the formation.

The voice of Tiangang Dragon Lord rolled from the sky.

He directly pressed her hole back.

"Yes!" The empress breathed calmly and opened the divine cave.

A formation!
Moreover, it is a military formation with the drum as the base and the twelve yuan chen as the eye.

This lake is where her soul rests.

"The Domain of Formation!"

"Well...I can't sense the existence of Yinxian Lake anymore."

However, when the Yinxian Empress’s spiritual cave opened and expanded outward.

She has been staying at Yinxian Lake all this time.

"Stay unchanged and adapt to all changes." Zhang Yuqing whispered, then raised his head and shouted,

That's because he is the controller of Tianwu Mugu.

Noisy drum beats swept through.

"I have never heard of the existence of this rare treasure, so you have to be careful."

Later, it was acquired by Bai Zelou and used the Tianwu Mugu as the cornerstone to determine the status of the twelve Yuanchen star kings. Therefore, no matter how the twelve Yuanchens change, as long as the Tianwu Mugu is there, nothing will change.

As both treasures, it can naturally sense the extraordinary power of Wu Mugu that day.

His eyes seemed to see through the abyss, focusing on the ancient and mysterious exotic treasure war drum above the formation.

thump…

The Tianwu Dusk Drum is the ancient war drum with four colors on all sides, which rotates according to the time of Yuan Chen.

But now, she was pulled between the formations, cut off from the Yinxian Lake, and couldn't help but panic.

Qitian Stick's voice came, and he was worried.

There are two simplest methods that I can think of so far.

It's hard to tell.

Above the sky, the twelve Yuan Chen stars are like the hanging stars in the sky. They burn with the brilliance of candles and change according to the trajectory of the stars.

The Yinxian Empress was also pulled into this array space, with a kind of panic in her clear eyes, and she kept blinking.

This drum comes from ancient times and was originally a rare treasure of a tribe in southern Xinjiang.

Staying in Yinxian Lake, she felt inexplicably at ease.

Zhang Yuqing's voice was gentle and unhurried, which also impressed the Yinxian Empress.

Adhering to the weird and mysterious lineage of southern Xinjiang.

"Within Tianwu Mugu, the cave is forbidden to open, even if it is a divine cave."

Either smash that war drum; or kill the Twelve Yuanchen Star Lords.

There is a vast sound of drums echoing through the layers of heaven and earth.

It is also where she lives.

He is not very proficient in formations.

Her cave is based on the talismans of heaven and earth, which is essentially different from ordinary divine caves, and is more advanced in origin.

Zhang Yuqing was deep in thought, watching the changes in all directions.

Zhang Yuqing spoke calmly.

"Please try to see if you can open the Divine Cave and cover this area."

But I'm afraid it's not that simple.

And the reason why Tiangang Dragon Lord remains unchanged.

He raised his head slightly and stared directly into the unpredictable darkness above.

"Your Excellency, start the formation!"

"as you wish!"

The response from Tiangang Dragon Lord came.

Even other Yuan Chen's faces showed unbearable excitement and smiles.

"Start the formation, the four seasons rotate, and respectfully invite the gods of the four seasons."

Tiangang Dragon Lord started the formation change, the mist filled the air, the drum beat changed again, and streams of four-color light pierced the sky, intertwining into a sacred body of Shinto.

"Please invite the spring god Gou Mang!"

Tiangang Longjun finished his words.

Suddenly!
From the east of the formation, there was a sound similar to the song of a bird, like the cry of a phoenix.

Thousands of cyan mysterious lights converged, and between the hazy light and shadow, they transformed into the body of a ten-foot-tall god.

He has a bird body and a human face, covered with blue feathers.

There are two yellow dragons under the feet, and the mist is billowing.

His eyes were indifferent, without any emotion.

"Spring God Goumang, the ancient god."

Zhang Yuqing looked at the dharma body of the ancient god on the side. It had a primitive and wild aura. It was different from the current gods and lacked that sense of sanctity.

However, these kinds of gods are all innate gods who are ordered by heaven and earth and are born in accordance with the sequence of time. Their power is immeasurable.

Just looking at each other is intimidating.

“Invite the God of Summer, Zhurong!”

Another greeting.

Countless red streams of light converged and turned into a god with an animal body and a human face, driving two dragons, holding a spear in his hand, and his whole body was covered with red flames.

The God of Summer is also the God of Fire.

They are gods worshiped by some ancient tribes in southern Xinjiang.

When He roars, fire rises into the sky, making this place blazing.

"Ask the God of Autumn to harvest."

Countless blazing bright yellow lights converged again, turning into a white-haired figure with a human face and tiger claws in the empty space, holding a large ax in his hand, with a mighty killing intent.

Lushao is the god of autumn in southern Xinjiang tribes and is responsible for good harvests. He is also the god of killing and in charge of war.

Because most of the wars between tribes took place after the autumn harvest.

“Please invite the God of Winter, Xuan Ming!”

Finally, the cold white light intertwined, transforming into the human body, bird face, and the winter god Xuan Ming with green snakes on his feet.

A chill swept through him, and the air suddenly became cold.

Frost spreads.

It is completely different from Xia Shen Zhurong in the south.

The four gods control the four seasons and respond to the changes of the seasons.

Of course, these four gods are not their true bodies, but are guided by the witches and dusk drums to summon the charm of the gods of the four seasons between heaven and earth, and turn them into the Dharmakaya of the four gods, which is similar to the way worshipers summon the power of the gods.

It's just that the leader is the rare treasure of Tianwu Mugu.

Zhang Yuqing groaned, turned around, and looked up and down at the Yinxian Empress.

The Yinxian Empress understood, glanced at the God of Four Seasons, and nodded seriously,

"give it to me!"

"Is your Majesty confident?" Zhang Yuqing asked with raised eyebrows.

"No."

The Yinxian Empress said sincerely, "But they are just the incarnation of Shen Yun, but I am the original deity, and I am also a god. There is no reason to lose to them."

"Mom, be careful."

Zhang Yuqing said nothing more and handed over the incarnation of the God of Four Seasons to the Yinxian Empress.

Although the former is an innate god, the latter is not ordinary either.

Obtaining the talisman of heaven and earth is itself an innate water spirit.

Although she is still a little weak now, as time goes by, the magical power of the Yinxian Empress can even rival those of the ancient gods.

The Empress made a move with her jade hand, and water ribbons came out of thin air to surround her, like colorful cloud sleeves. Every time she took a step forward, a water bridge appeared out of thin air under her feet.

She pointed her finger, and a huge river rushed down Xia Shen Zhurong. The water and fire could not be tolerated, and the water mist filled the air.

God Xia roared, and the fire dragon came.

Winter God Xuan Ming pointed his finger, and ice crystals condensed all over the sky, and even the raging river was frozen in an instant.

In this regard, the magical powers of the Yinxian Empress are vaguely restrained by the Winter God.

"Xuanwu!"

The Yinxian Empress used water to transform into a basalt beast and dived towards the winter god Xuanming. Unexpectedly, although the basalt was frozen, its movements remained unchanged.

Goumang, the god of spring, also chants the ancient language.

A wooden staff was inserted into the ground in his hand, and the vines spread out, turning into a wooden giant. He raised his fist and struck at the Yinxian Empress with great force.

Bang!
The empress' body suddenly exploded, turning into water splashes all over the sky, and then reunited not far away, her body shimmering with luster.

She waved her hand to summon spears one after another, and fired them at the wooden giant.

From behind, Qiu Shen Lingshou was like a warrior, holding a big ax and slashing at him.

Under the axe, the sharp edge can break the world.

The Yinxian Empress repeated her old tricks, her true body was hazy, like a ball of rays of light or a ball of true water, allowing the ax to pass through her body.

The real body just shook, unscathed.

Zhang Yuqing withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention to the battlefield between the Yinxian Empress and the God of Four Seasons. He set his sights on the sky, the standing twilight drum of the four-sided celestial witch.

Right now, the best way to break the situation is to break this twilight drum.

He holds the sky-equalling stick in his hand and moves to control the air.

It fell straight towards the evening drum.

"It's useless, the four seasons rotate, please invite the God of the Four Seasons to incarnate the first change of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation! As an alchemist, you should know that there is more than one change in the formation."

Tiangang Longjun's expression remained unchanged, but he spoke in a low voice.

He struck the twilight drum again, operating the second change of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation.

As the twelve hour scales on the evening drum emerged, it was like a sundial emerging with hands on it.

When the pointer turns for a moment.

It refers to the time when it symbolizes the child.

The rat-headed god queen Yuan Chen stood up, with a huge rat figure appearing behind him. At the same time, the aura of the rat-headed god queen Yuan Chen suddenly increased, and was no weaker than Zhang Yuqing.

"This is the true mystery of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation."

"With the blessing of the great formation, the strength of the Twelve Yuanchen and others will be ten times that of normal."

The rat-headed god queen Yuan Chen laughed ferociously, feeling the majestic power adding to her body.

Behind him, Dharma Prime Minister Zi Shu stared more and more.

"Are you ready to die?"

The rat-headed goddess Yuan Chen sneered, two claws appeared on his hands, and he rushed towards Zhang Yuqing.

The opponent was extremely fast and invisible to the naked eye, leaving afterimages in the void.

"Something interesting."

Zhang Yuqing's expression remained unchanged, and the majestic Hunyuan Qinggang poured out, turning into a protective agang shield to block the slashes of the rat's claws.

at the same time!

He kept showing off his magical powers that were shrunk to an inch.

Taking one step forward, the void moved, and the figure appeared ghostly.

One of the two is good at speed and assassination, and the other has magical powers.

So much so that it is impossible to distinguish the changes on the battlefield.

All you can see is shadows running around.

After a moment, the pointer on the phantom of the sundial slid past the hour mark.

The power of the rat-headed god queen Yuan Chen suddenly disappeared and returned to normal.

He reluctantly said "cut" and immediately returned to his position.

Then, Niu-shou Daji Yuanchen walked out, and a wild Niu Dharmakaya appeared behind him.

"That alchemist, do you dare to challenge my strength?"

The majestic qi and blood of Yuan Chen, who is the head of the ox, is flowing through the body, soaring straight into the sky. The physical strength is powerful and cathartic.

When he breathed, two lines of white air came out from the tip of his nose.

Zhang Yuqing's thoughts were spinning as he analyzed the mystery of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation.

"This formation can give strength to the twelve Yuan Chen, but it doesn't last long. One scale takes about five minutes."

"In other words, it only takes half an hour."

Zhang Yuqing analyzed, with a solemn look on his face, Tiangang Dragon Lord.

"The biggest trouble with this formation is only the five minutes of blessing time belonging to Tiangang Dragon Lord."

(End of this chapter)