The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 930 Basic Spirit Locking Formation

Looking at the martial arts world in China, Fu Cangtian is familiar with the strong men in the Dafang Department. He is naturally the same for the Kunlun ancestor, and he knows how powerful this person is.

The Kunlun Seal is the most important treasure inherited from the Kunlun Gate.

If there is no other way, with that ten thousand stiff identity, no matter what, he will not sacrifice this treasure easily. After all, what he is facing is just a junior Nascent Soul, and if it spreads out, it will inevitably lose his identity.

"Old man Fu, that desolate beast, hit it with all its strength, and if you don't use the fairy treasure, that man surnamed Wan will be seriously injured." Not far ahead, the patriarch of Lingyumen couldn't help but whispered at this moment.

For desolate beasts and spirit beasts, this patriarch of the Lingyumen has an extremely good understanding.

"Hey, but this beast seems to have the power of only one blow." Hearing this, Fu Cangtian couldn't help sighing inwardly and said in a low voice.

He could sense that the ancient black snake would be in a weakened state after this blow, and Wan Zang had the Kunlun seal on his hand, so he would not receive too much impact.

After Fu Cangtian finished speaking, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

That Ye Fei was able to make Wan stiff and sacrifice the Kunlun Seal, probably already the limit. The gap in hard power is definitely not something that can be made up by a desolate beast, and the outcome can already be seen.

"That's right, that desolate beast has reached its limit."

"But from the old man's point of view, that kid seems to have the strength to fight..." The old man of Lingyumen had a faint flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he looked forward and slowly opened his card.

On the ice cliff, the white dragon at the edge has been watching the situation in Kunlun, and when the ancestor of Lingyumen opened his mouth, he already knew it.

"Well, he wants to use formations." Bailong smiled, raised his head and looked forward, and said with great interest.

Hearing this, Fu Cangtian couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and quickly turned his head to stare in the direction of Kunlun.

In the Huaxia martial arts world, the way of formation is the most extensive and profound, and it is by no means nonsense that the weak can defeat the strong.

But there is such a big difference in hard power, in Fu Cangtian's cognition, he can't think of any formation that can allow a junior Nascent Soul to defeat a strong man in the second stage of robbery.

In the Kunlun Snow Region, in mid-air at this moment, the power slowly dissipated, and the golden light on the ancient black snake gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a stream of light, which merged into Ye Fei's collar.

"Xuan'er, I'm so tired, I need to sleep for a while." Xuan'er's voice sounded in Ye Fei's sea of ​​consciousness at the same time.

The sound fell, the golden light dissipated, and the ancient black snake fell into a deep sleep.

That Kunlun Patriarch Wan Zhuang is a real double peak robbery powerhouse. Although the ancient black snake also has the power of robbery, it is still far behind.

"Next, leave it to me." In mid-air, Ye Fei focused his eyes and looked forward.

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a confident look appeared on his face.

When Cai Xuan'er was fighting Wan Zhuang just now, he was not idle. The ancient runes and seals had already quietly blended into the air around him.

In mid-air, Ye Fei slowly raised his palm, and in his palm, a storage ring suddenly appeared, with a visible aura flashing on it, which was exactly what Yue Xiaohong gave him before.

"Old man Wan Zhuang, you shouldn't have come to provoke Ye..." Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, and his voice was icy cold.

Not far ahead, Wan Zhuang sneered and glanced at the person in front with a look of disdain on his face.

As early as when he was fighting the desolate beast, he was already far behind Ye Fei's movements, and he just didn't bother to stop him. The way of formation is indeed broad and profound, but in the face of hard power, it is a bit tasteless.

Any ancient formation in this world can be destroyed by force, there is no doubt about it.

"Ignorant junior, you don't even know the gap between you and me."

"Under the catastrophe, there are all ants." Wan Zhuang didn't care, holding the Kunlun seal at the moment, walking slowly towards Ye Fei through the air.

But at this time, in the surrounding air, one after another ancient rune imprints slowly appeared, and the invisible force of coercion filled every inch of space, and a huge transparent barrier enveloped the entire sky.

Ye Fei melted into the barrier, and his aura kept rising.

Not far ahead, Wan Zhuang still showed contempt, and stepped directly into the formation. The spiritual power around him surged, forming an invisible storm of spiritual pressure, protecting him in it.

Below, all the Kunlun disciples also looked up at this moment.

Under their eyes, it seemed to be a barrier of spiritual power, enveloping the entire sky and stirring up the spiritual power in the surrounding air. It seemed that there was nothing special about it.

"That... that seems to be just an ordinary spirit lock array."

"Well, I will do it this time."

"My son, could it be that he is crazy and wants to trap my Kunlun patriarch with this kind of doomsday formation?"

At the bottom of the third peak, at the foot of the mountain at this moment, all the disciples of Kunlun showed surprise on their faces.

In their understanding, even if this simple spiritual formation is solid, Ye Fei can only trap the strong Nascent Soul at most, and this formation is just a purely trapped formation and does not imply an offensive.

In the middle of the air, inside the spirit lock array, Ye Fei chuckled and focused his eyes on the person in front of him.

"Old Man Wan Zhuang, do you know this formation?" At this moment, Ye Fei was in the eye of the formation, pressing down on the formation with his own late Nascent Soul power, which made the restrictive power of this formation reach an unprecedented height.

In the front formation, Wan Zhuang raised his head and looked forward, looking at Ye Fei as if looking at a fool.

"Locking Spirit Formation, the basic formation of Huaxia Hidden Sect, most of my Kunlun Sect disciples know it." The expression on Wan Zang's face was calm, and after withdrawing his gaze at this moment, he opened his mouth in a low voice.

This so-called spirit lock formation has been passed down in the Chinese martial arts world for thousands of years, and there are records of this formation in many hidden sects in China.

The formation is not difficult, but its power is also not great, it can only be regarded as a basic formation.

"Really, you can try to break out." Ye Fei said softly with calm eyes.

The basic formation can be passed down for thousands of years in the martial arts world, but how can it be without its uniqueness? In Ye Fei's understanding, this spirit lock formation is by no means as simple as the basic formation.

The power of the formation master's trapped spirit and the formation runes are all passed down from ancient times. The treasure of the solid formation is directly proportional to the power of siege erupted by this formation. That is to say, as long as there is enough solid formation power, the formation will It can even trap true immortals.

In the front formation, Wan Zhuang showed disdain, without any hesitation, he suddenly took a step at this moment.

In mid-air, a storm of spiritual power immediately overflowed from his feet, mixed with this terrifying power of ice, the unique power of the already powerful man, swept forward.

Inside the spirit lock formation, Ye Fei smiled lightly, and raised his hand, the Lotus Sword in his palm merged into the formation.

"Bang, bang!" In the formation, a spiritual storm approached and appeared in front of Ye Fei's eyes instantly.

Before this force, it was enough to tear his figure into pieces.

But at the same time, the Lianhua Ice Sword has already been integrated into the formation. With the integration of the immortal treasure, the coercive force erupting from the formation immediately rises to a higher level, and the aura condenses to form a blocking force.

Under the inconceivable eyes of everyone, the force of this blow was blocked, and finally slowly dissipated.

"how can that be!"

"Spirit lock array, can it block the attack of the strong man in the robbery?"

"Impossible, it must be my hallucination..."

The Kunlun disciples below couldn't help rubbing their eyes at this moment. Ye Fei undoubtedly refreshed their understanding of the Spirit Locking Array, and everyone's faces showed disbelief.

And in mid-air, the Kunlun Patriarch Wan Zhuang, after all, is a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, and instantly saw the beauty of this formation.

"It's a good idea to use immortal treasures to strengthen the formation."

"I would like to see how many immortal treasures you have, and how many blows you can block the deity!" Wan Zhuang still showed disdain, and the power in his body exploded with a bang.

The power of the powerful man in the Tribulation Realm filled the entire formation in an instant, and invisible winds swept across the formation.

The characteristics of the spirit-locking array, the more magic tools there are, the greater the power will be, but if you want to trap a strong man in the tribulation, it is undoubtedly far from enough to rely on a fairy treasure.

Looking at the world of martial arts, the rarity of immortal treasures is self-evident. In Wan Zhuang's heart, if the person in front can get a fairy sword, he is already extremely lucky, and it is impossible to have other immortal treasures.

"Hmph, junior, one palm is enough for this deity to break the formation." Wan Zhuang couldn't help snorting coldly, being trapped by a small Nascent Soul Wuxiu was undoubtedly a kind of humiliation to him.

Anger was unavoidable in his eyes at this moment, and he raised his hand and slapped it out suddenly.

In the big formation, the gangster condenses to form a huge palm print, which is about to shatter the sky, and the power is so powerful that people are shocked.

All the Kunlun disciples below, who were already members of the elders group, also raised their heads at this moment, staring intently at the mid-air. After seeing the power of that palm, their eyes couldn't help showing fanaticism.

This blow is enough to break the formation.

"Slash Sword."

"Beast-binding ring..." Ye Fei chuckled lightly at the front of the array, and raised his hand, and took out two fairy treasures in succession again.

The Slashing Sword that he had integrated into the Ye Family Manor's grand array appeared in Ye Fei's hands again. He asked Yue Xiaohong to go to Ye Family, obviously not only brought this sword.

"Wan Zhuang, Yemou will suppress you today!"

"Witch Knife, Black Blade, Black Iron Ax..." One after another, Ye Fei threw out the spiritual weapons continuously, and they seemed to be of high quality, some of which only contained the souls of spirit beasts.

In just the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred spiritual weapons were thrown out of the storage ring by Ye Fei one by one.

Among them, there are many spiritual weapons that he gave to Ye Ling, Lan Fei, and everyone in the Ye family before. He borrowed them all this time, and at the same time, he took out the accumulation of Ye family over the years without reservation.

This is Ye Fei's final ultimate move in the face of a strong man in the robbery. Before deciding to fight, he has already thought of a countermeasure.

In an instant, the aura filled the sky, like stars, brightly lit up the night, and the blocking power erupted by Suo Ling also increased with a terrifying stone.

(End of this chapter)