Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1000 Value

Bald left.

Tian Ermiao's eyes were extremely cold.

Tian Ermiao paid attention to the array arranged by the bald head.

As long as he recovers from his injuries, he can be easily broken.

He thinks that there are not many monks on earth who surpass him in formation skills.

However, Tian Ermiao was very unhappy.

Since entering the central area, I have been unhappy many times.

Firstly, the strong late Jindan in Zixiazong's forbidden area, and Duan Liao in the middle Jindan of Zixiazong, both made him unhappy!
Now, the bald head in the late stage of foundation establishment is also given to him...

Tian Ermiao narrowed her eyes.

His thoughts are a little out of order.

Doing so will hinder cultivation.

However, he knows that it is very simple to have a clear mind.

Kill!
Right now, he has to fully recover from his injuries.

Around him, in addition to the formations arranged by the bald head, there are also attack formations and defense formations arranged by himself.

Tian Ermiao is still confident in the two battles of attack and defense.

As long as there are not many Jindan monks, they can last for a while.

But what if?
Therefore, Tian Ermiao forcibly calmed down and quickly recovered from the injury.

Under the effect of spiritual energy, as well as the special nature of his physical body, the wound healed very quickly.

Seeing, flesh and blood are growing and connecting.

The night passed, and the sky was bright.

Tian Ermiao still had her eyes closed.

And around, monks began to come over.

Wave after wave, there was not much time, and 18 people came.

Among the 18 people, half had seen Tian Ermiao escape from Duan Liao.

And the other half have never been seen.

Not far away, four people appeared, who Tian Ermiao met when he first entered the Tianduan Mountain Range.

It was fat Li Chengsheng and Yang Tingrong.

"Listen, Rong, why don't we share a piece of the pie?"

"Didn't you see that there are three Golden Core cultivators? The strength of our four-person team is weak, and we will only suffer in the past."

"Then you can't watch it?"

"Haven't you heard the saying that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind?" Yang Tingrong said lightly.

"Oh……"

Li Chengsheng looked at Tian Ermiao's position, and frowned, "Why does it feel familiar? It's too far away, so I can't see clearly."

At this time, the 18 people had all approached, headed by three Jindan stage monks.

The bald head came to the side of the three of them and called out, "Three seniors?"

"There is a formation, and I feel that the energy fluctuations are relatively strong." An old woman said.

"It's no wonder he was able to escape from Duan Liao's hands. He has extraordinary attainments in formations. This kid is too mysterious."

Next to the old woman was a middle-aged man with only one arm. He stared ahead and said.

The other person is an old man with gray hair. He said: "It is because of the mystery, so we must be fully prepared to prevent him from escaping."

The old woman nodded, and then, looking at the bald head, "is the trap you have arranged useful?"

"In terms of formation, I may not be as good as him, but it is still possible to trap him for a period of time, and if a battle happens, it is impossible for him to rush out of the trapped formation."

Confidence with a bald head.

"That's good."

The old man said: "You discovered people, and you also contributed. We promise to share your share."

"Thank you seniors."

It turned out that when the bald head was looking for someone, he met these three people, and he didn't want to tell them that there were Jindan stage monks, and there were benefits for him?

However, someone secretly told the three of them, so the bald head can only tell the truth.

He was still worried along the way.

Now, hearing the promise, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go and break the formation first," said the middle-aged man with the broken arm.

"and many more."

The old woman said: "The power of the formation will decrease over time, let a few people try it first."

The old woman looked back, pointed at the two male cultivators in the later stage of foundation establishment, and said, "Come here, two of you."

The two dare not not come.

"There is an attack formation ahead, go over and try it, if you are all right, it will be of some benefit." The old woman said kindly.

The two looked at each other helplessly.

They just nodded and walked forward.

Since the two of them didn't know what the formation was or where it was, they both looked at Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't know that there were so many people coming.

"I'm in the front, you are in the back, if something happens, take action immediately." One person said.

The other nodded.

Just like that, the two slowly approached one after the other.

"Here we are." The bald head stared at the person in front of him.

The old woman also looked at all three.

boom!
Red flames rose up, and the burned person howled miserably.

The man behind hurried to help.

In fact, the most correct way is to escape.

However, he went to help, so both of them were on fire.

Soon, there was nothing left of what had been burned.

"Is this fire? There is no dregs left, or is it just a moment..."

"I can feel the smell of being grilled."

"Me too, the blood in my whole body seems to be boiling."

"..."

The people in the rear were all afraid, afraid of being called out by name, how could they still be alive?

"Is it easy for someone who can escape from Duan Liao?"

Some people are starting to regret coming.

Some people also began to hate the bald head.

They all rushed over after hearing the news about the bald head.

All three of the old woman narrowed their eyes.

The bald head asked: "Have the three seniors ever seen this kind of flame?"

The one-armed middle-aged man shook his head, and the old woman also shook her head.

The two looked at the old man.

The old man's eyes narrowed and narrowed.

After a while, he said, "It seems a long time ago."

"How long ago?" asked the old woman.

"You stay in the central area all year round. You may not know it, but I often go out. Once, I heard a legend in Quecheng in the eastern district." The old man said.

"Bird City..."

The bald head opened his eyes sharply: "Senior, do you mean Suzaku Fire?"

"Oh?" The old man glanced at his head.

The bald head explained: "To tell the truth to the three seniors, three generations back, my family is from Quecheng."

"Is there really Suzaku Fire in the Ascension Realm?" said the one-armed middle-aged man.

"There are magic fingers, so what is Suzaku fire?" the old man asked.

"Jie Jie."

The old woman let out a strange smile, "The more he has, the more we will gain. Duan Liao is in the Tianduan Mountains, no accident, the magic finger belongs to the Zixia Sect, and it has extra benefits for us." The harvest is also good."

"that's right!"

The old man looked at the bald head: "How much confidence do you have in breaking the formation?"

"As long as time permits, the formation can be broken."

The bald head looked back, and then said: "However, I will have to find a few people to test it later, because I am not sure whether it will really be broken."

"Isn't that their value?" The old woman snorted coldly.

The bald head took a deep breath, but luckily his value was in the formation, otherwise, life and death would only depend on the thought of the three of them.

The bald head walked forward.

(End of this chapter)