Xianlu Spring and Autumn

In the mist, Ye Bai was expressionless.

After the punch was fruitless, he stopped and didn't bombard again. While guarding, he silently felt the abnormality in the space.

After flying away from the entrance of the cave, the world under Ye Bai's feet has changed. It is no longer a solid and thick earth, but a misty void.

If he hadn't been a monk instead of a mortal, he would have fallen endlessly downward as if he had entered a bottomless pit.

The world outside the body seems to have changed into an independent and boundless space. The sky is no longer the earth, and the earth is no longer the earth.

This sense of direction between heaven and earth disappears and turns into an endless feeling. Ye Bai has felt it before. It was the same way when he was trapped in that formation by the Ying brothers. No matter how hard he blasted, he couldn't get out , always trapped in that formation space.

Ye Bai's eyes flashed, he was sure that there must be some mysterious similarities between the two, but unfortunately this is a secret of the monks of the formation, and Ye Bai never asked the Ying brothers.

"Are you going to trap me here forever?"

Ye Bai asked lightly, this formation does not contain attacks, obviously it is just to trap him here, not to kill him with this formation.That being the case, Ye Bai needs to think of a way to get a way to break the formation from his opponent.

The voice fell, and no one answered!

"Your Excellency, why don't we talk about it? I still have some fairy stones and good magic weapons on my body. If Your Excellency is willing to let me out, I can give you all these things. I swear I won't do anything to you."

Ye Bai spoke again.

The voice fell, and no one answered for a long time.

"This guy... is gone, he must be gone. He went to find a helper!"

Ye Bai quickly came to a conclusion, and his complexion relaxed a lot.

As long as the other party didn't intend to trap him here forever, but intended to kill him, Ye Bai believed that, among the monks of the same generation, no matter what kind of master the other party came.Or how many monks there are, he can fight with each other.

However, before that, Ye Bai had to try to see if this formation could be forcibly broken. It was obviously not his style to give up after only trying once.

The breath of the three-heart runner revived, and the dark thunder was born!

drink!

After Ye Bai drank again.It blasted in the downward direction, even though the ground had disappeared, Ye Bai still planned to blast.

The dark thunder roared towards the void below, but there was no real bang, and the space shook violently.There are no cracks.

Ye Bai's eyes became colder, and he punched after another, all the way in the same direction, hitting twenty or thirty punches.Only then stopped.

After stopping, Ye Bai's eyes flickered again.It blasted into the sky above the head again, and the dark thunder rolled!

Roar!

The roar of beasts came from above, and Ye Bai opened his eyes.He looked towards where the roar came from, but the fog still blocked his vision and consciousness.

Ye Bai raised his arms and waved again!

It's a pity that no matter how many spells are swung and how many formations of fog are wiped out, the scene above can't be seen clearly, the fog seems to be endless.

Ye Bai didn't know that in the real space that he couldn't see, the beast seal was flashing with light, and an extremely angry roar came out from the bloody mouth of the monster's phantom. The mist, while the other spirit treasures and top-level magic weapons standing in the void all shot light at it, as if supporting him.

time flies.

Ye Bai was like a raging dragon, he spent almost a cup of tea before finally giving up.

"This guy, knowing that I have the magical power of three-heart wheel turning, I'm afraid I have already calculated my attack power into the range that the formation can withstand..."

Ye Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, if he couldn't think of a way to break the formation, he could only wait for the opponent's large army to arrive and look for an opportunity to get out.

In the mist, there was silence.

Ye Bai frowned in thought, and after a while, he took out the Immortal War Halberd!

……

On the other side, shortly after Feng Chuchu left, he took out a gray-black horn-like thing, put it near his mouth, and began to blow it.

woo-

The long and vicissitudes of life sounded far away, and there was no fierce fighting intent or other violent tones in the voice, but it was full of a kind of sadness and desolation, as if it was telling the sufferings of the past.

Although the Wind Clan trapped Ye Bai, they were standing on the standpoint of the race after all, and the Wind Clan is not actually an evil race, it's just a different standpoint, coupled with years of hatred, it was decided In the end, the two parties must decide whether to compete, live or die.

This horn is obviously a magic weapon. After the wind blows, the light flickers, and the sound spreads in all directions. It hasn't stopped for a long time, and I don't know how far it is.

The wind clustered towards the passageway from the third floor to the fourth floor, and flew in a straight line, without deliberately looking for other monks, obviously it had already been arranged.

As time passed day by day, a similar humming sound gradually came from other directions.

On this day, Feng Zuchui finally reached the entrance of the third floor to the fourth floor. There were already seven or eight monks rushing over here. All of them had a good breath. The leading monk was Feng Guhe.

"Brother Guhe, we found that human race!"

After the wind cluster arrived, he said with a wicked smile.

Everyone knew immediately that he was the first to sound the horn.

Feng Guhe nodded, glanced at him a few times, was slightly puzzled, and said with a cold face: "Where is he running now, and in which direction? Did he come chasing you?"

Everyone looked at Feng Cuicu together, apparently they didn't think that Feng Cuicu could kill a monk with a three-heart wheel, and what they expected most was that the other party was chasing and killing Feng Cuicu to come here.

Feng Cuicu smiled and said: "When I found that guy, he should have fought with a ghost beast and was in retreat to heal his wounds. I directly set up the Zhenshan formation and locked him in it. Now He is like a bird in a cage, a turtle in a urn, waiting for us to clean it up!"

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard the words!

Feng Guhe was much calmer than other Feng Clan. After hearing the words, his eyes flickered a few times, and he asked immediately: "How effective is this array? Could it trap him?"

Feng Cuucuo smiled proudly and said: "Brother Guhe, don't worry, unless he can find out the flaws in this formation, no matter how powerful he is among the monks in the Lichen period, even Feng Wushen who had the Battle Immortal Halberd back then will not It is impossible to forcibly blast away my formation!"

This person looked full of confidence and his voice was firm.

When Feng Guhe heard his words, Xu thought of Feng Wushen, and the immortal treasure of the clan, the Immortal Halberd, which he had not found so far. It is somewhat authentic.

"Brother Guhe, what should we do now?"

A medium-sized Feng Clan man asked Xiang Feng Guhe.

A cold light like a blade appeared in Feng Guhe's eyes, after thinking for a moment, he said coldly: "Let's go, let's go meet him now!"

Everyone should be, only one Feng Clan with the appearance of an old man said cautiously: "Brother Guhe, are you waiting for others? Don't forget, the other party may be a monk with a three-heart wheel..."

When Feng Guhe heard the old man's words, displeasure appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly, "No need!"

This person has always been withdrawn, and it is impossible to ask him to say a few more words. After saying these three words, there is no half-sentence explanation. With a flap of his wings, he flew out first. After everyone looked at each other in dismay, They followed, and the old man walked last, frowning tightly.

Feng Guhe may be a genius, may have a transcendent understanding, may be one of the top monks in his generation, but he may not be a qualified leader.

Just, is this really the case?

……

A group of eight people rushed straight to the direction of Ye Bai's blocked snow mountain, at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Guhe lives up to the name of a genius, and he is also unique in his body skills. With a flap of his wings, he is several miles away, so fast that the naked eye can't catch it, and gradually distances himself from everyone.

This person has also turned into immortal energy, and his magic power is mighty and vast. If he didn't need the wind to guide him, he might have already thrown them away.

In less than two months, Feng Guhe arrived outside the Zhenshan formation.

Although this person is arrogant, he is not a fool. After arriving, he did not rush in to fight Ye Bai. Take a breath.

"What is the name of the human race inside?"

Feng Guhe had his arms behind his back, his slender body looked even more upright and vigorous, like a white crane with its neck stretched out.

"Since they are enemies and not friends, why bother to ask for their names!"

The voice was as indifferent as Feng Guhe's. Ye Bai really hadn't rushed out of the formation yet. If it was an ordinary him, he wouldn't have talked nonsense with the opponent. He went in, but he couldn't get out, so it was rare for him to quarrel with his opponent.

His voice was cold and calm, and he didn't seem to be nervous or anxious because he couldn't get out of the formation.

"Your Excellency, don't get me wrong, I just don't kill the unknown!"

The corner of Feng Guhe's mouth outlined an inscrutable smile, and he said after speaking: "I heard that you can turn the wheel with three hearts in the middle stage of Lichen, and you must have some reputation in the Nine Dead Star Sea."

"The Daoist has won the prize!"

Ye Bai once again said lightly.

"Since you want to kill me, why don't you come in?"

Hearing this, Feng Guhe's eyes became more aggressive, but he was obviously still suppressing it. When he heard Ye Bai's words, he just snorted coldly and waited silently without any further wordy words.

Half an hour later, there was a sound of wind in the sky, and the wind finally reached his side.

"Cutu, I want to enter the formation to fight him, you control the formation, no matter you win or lose, don't let him run out!"

The fighting spirit in Feng Guhe's eyes became more and more intense, and he said something very quickly, as if he couldn't wait.But in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be something else flickering, making it impossible to guess his thoughts. (to be continued~^~)