The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 406 The Power of the Five Hundred Patterns Curse
In the midair above the sea, within Ye Fei's formation, the huge flaming blade, with the potential to burn everything, wanted to turn Ye Fei in front of him into a mass of ashes.

"In Yemou's big formation, you are also worthy of fighting with me." Ye Fei's voice was indifferent, and his gaze fell on the person in front at the same time.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his palm, and in the midair ahead, a strange black wind suddenly appeared, slowly condensing into a black tornado, floating above the sea.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a low growl, and a huge black snake head suddenly protruded from the black tornado, and there were bursts of cold breath in the surrounding air.

"Roar!" An ear-shattering roar spread all around.

As soon as the black snake appeared, the power of the huge fire blade in front of it was obviously weakened a lot, and finally fell on the black tornado, and finally was completely swallowed by it and dissipated in mid-air.

"What is this? Is the formation of Huaxia Martial Dao really as terrifying as in the legend?" The red-haired man's pupils shrank slightly, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

His full-strength blow was unexpectedly deflected so easily by the opponent, as if the two were not on the same level at all.

"Xuan Snake, swallowed this man." Ye Fei's voice sounded slowly in mid-air.

In this large formation, apart from his integrated magic weapon, the only spiritual weapon in Ye Fei's hand, the Dingfeng Orb, has already been integrated into the formation by him.

As long as he is in the formation, Ye Fei at this time can be said to be the strongest state he has maintained since he stepped into the martial arts world.

Accompanied by Ye Fei's opening, the black snake slowly poked out of its body surrounded by the black wind from within the huge black wind tornado, and at the same time opened its bloody mouth, stretching towards the person in front.

The red-haired man hurriedly prepared to retreat, but his figure was unknowingly restricted by some invisible force, and his speed became extremely slow.

But at this time, in the white barrier below, the white-haired old man sneered, his eyes fell on the black snake, and his eyes clearly showed disdain.

"Hmph, don't you think that you can compete with the old man with a spiritual weapon." The white-haired old man snorted coldly for a moment, and the whiteness around his body immediately surged, and he waved his hand and pointed in the air.

I saw that the whiteness that originally surrounded the red-haired man suddenly condensed at this moment, turning into a transparent tentacle, and at the same time wrapped his body within it.

Before the black snake in front approached, the figure of the red-haired man, pulled by the tentacle, escaped from the restraining power of the formation.

Above the formation, the sea of ​​thunder still did not dissipate at this time, but the power of the thunder that fell was significantly less. The expression on the white-haired old man's face was calm. From the beginning until now, he didn't seem to make too many shots.

"Little thing, the gap between you and the old man cannot be made up by a simple formation. If it wasn't for the moonstone seal, you would have been dead when you were at the Yinlong base."

The expression on the white-haired old man's face was indifferent, and after he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the white barrier around him faintly fluctuated.

He didn't see this person making a move at all, but Ye Fei, who was in the mid-air in front of him, trembled suddenly, his face turned pale in an instant.

Lei Hai in midair seemed to be a little unstable at this moment, and the black wind black snake in front seemed to have been severely injured, and retracted into the black wind tornado.

"Spiritual sense attack? The strength of this old thing's spiritual sense body is probably not only at the early stage of Jindan, but probably reached the level of the middle stage." The expression on Ye Fei's face was serious, and he couldn't help but think inwardly.

The difference between one realm is like the difference between heaven and earth.

The more powerful the martial artist is, the more he understands this sentence. The gap between the innate realm and the Golden Core Dao is not just a lower realm. There is a bottomless abyss in the middle.

"If it's my spiritual consciousness, it can reach this level." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and his mind was spinning rapidly at this time.

If it wasn't for the difference in physical strength with this old man, he would have to capture him and ask him how to cultivate spiritual consciousness.

Ye Fei's exercises pay more attention to physical strength, but there is no way to improve his spiritual consciousness, so that he can't help but become interested in the exercises practiced by the white-haired old man at this time.

After thinking for a while, Ye Fei temporarily put these things behind him, and now he still needs to solve the troubles in front of him as soon as possible.

"Innate power, condense it for me." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the blueness between his brows emerged immediately.

The magic weapon hidden in the formation also erupted with spiritual light at the same time, and the majestic power gathered in Ye Fei's body, and the innate power immediately permeated the whole body, which barely blocked the terrifying power of spiritual knowledge.

After recovering slightly, there was almost no hesitation, and Ye Fei in mid-air condensed a rune again in his palm, and raised his hand to point to the top of the formation.

"Turn the array, the second killing array, the power of the condensed pattern spell."

"Old man, Ye wants to see how you take this blow." Ye Fei's eyes suddenly flashed coldness, he controlled the power of the formation, and firmly locked on the white-haired old man below.

But at the same time, with the rune in his palm, the power in the formation suddenly became tumbling and distorted.

In an instant, spells shining with different lights appeared under the sea of ​​thunder at the top of the formation, dotted the formation like shining stars.

These spells were condensed together at this moment, there were more than [-] pieces, erupting in the midair with terrifying power.

"Here, so many spells!"

"Master Bishop, look at this." The red-haired man at this time had already fully seen the horror of this large formation. After seeing so many tattoo tattoos, he turned his head to look at the person beside him in shock. .

As the owner of the dark island, and also a strong foreigner from overseas, this red-haired man is well aware of the power of tattoo spells. It would be fine if there were only one or two spell spells, but the star-like tattoo spells in the mid-air are enough to kill He was completely smashed.

The white-haired old man beside him couldn't help but change his face slightly at this time.

"It seems that this little thing has been prepared for a long time." The white-haired old man whispered, and the aura of his whole body froze immediately.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a materialized white spiritual consciousness wrapped around the red-haired man beside him, and then with a backhand swing, he dragged the man out of the barrier and threw him out of the formation.

The white-haired old man understood at this moment that he still needs to take action to win Ye Fei. The island owner next to him in this big formation has no strength to fight that kid at all, and staying here really hinders him.

Wrapped by the spiritual consciousness of the white-haired old man, the red-haired man was thrown out of the Immortal Slaying Formation smoothly.

"Huh? Much, thank you, Bishop." The red-haired man was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He absolutely didn't want to stay in the formation and face the power of those hundreds of spells.

In the big formation at this time, the white-haired old man took another step forward, as if he was finally ready to make a real move.

"You are willing to give up nearly [-] tattoo spells."

"But tattoos are still just tattoos. If there are only these, the old man thinks highly of you." The white-haired old man's words turned around, and the expression on his face immediately revealed a confident color.

Although the five hundred pattern spells are strong, it is absolutely impossible to defeat him.

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, the white barrier around his body receded. At this time, the strength of his whole body had been concentrated to the extreme, and at the same time he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it out of thin air.

The power in the surrounding air suddenly gathered towards the old man's palm, and even the spiritual power contained in the magic weapon hidden in the middle seemed to be out of Ye Fei's control at this moment, and was sucked by a strange force one after another.

In the mid-air below, a streak of gray energy gradually condensed into shape.

At this time, Ye Fei, who was in the front of the formation, couldn't help but freeze his expression. He only felt an invisible repulsive force appearing in the surrounding air, constantly pulling his figure.

The power in the formation is already somewhat uncontrollable at this moment.

"Is this the strong man of the Golden Core Dao? This strange power is far from being comparable to innate power." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and the expression on his face was a little dignified at the same time.

In his inheritance memory, the strong man of Jindan Dao has his own lineage in his body and can communicate with the power of heaven and earth, which is equivalent to the perfect state of martial arts.

This sense of repulsion should undoubtedly be the legendary alchemy.

After just thinking for a moment, Ye Fei's gaze became tough again. He had to figure out where the limit of this white-haired old man was before he could look for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Before the killer is used, the fight between the two can only be regarded as a trial.

"Explode the power of the tattoo spell!" Ye Fei let out a low roar at the same time as the spiritual power surged all over his body.

In the middle of the sky, the spell that shone like a star, like a meteor falling, crashed towards the white-haired old man below, and the violent power brought out bursts of whistling.

In an instant, the dazzling light enveloped the sky above the entire formation, and at the same time completely sealed off the figures of the people below.

"Boom! Boom!" A shocking crack sound exploded within the formation.

The invisible counter-shock force swept across in all directions, making even the large formation on the sea tremble.

Under the large formation, the white-haired old man's figure was swallowed up by the violent force of the bursting spell almost instantly. This force is enough to kill the strong in the innate realm.

Ye Fei, who was in mid-air, had a flash of light in his eyes at this moment, staring at the explosion below, his spiritual sense swept out to investigate immediately.

Even if the power of five hundred spells cannot kill the white-haired old man, if he can be injured, it is not impossible for Ye Fei to win this battle.

"Little thing, you have successfully angered the old man." A deep voice suddenly came from the bursting light curtain ahead.

Immediately under Ye Fei's gaze, a streak of gray energy burst out from within the explosive energy circle of the tattoo spell, as if cutting through the air, and the force of speed pointed at Ye Fei.

(End of this chapter)