I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 399 The Trapped Alien Saint

Lizhou, Mo's house,
The sudden big move of the human race shocked not only the alien race, but also the human race themselves. They also couldn't understand what the saints were going to do for a while, especially when the sage Fengchun yelled "Zhang Wuyang, I Guaranteed! 'It pushed Zhang Wuyang to the forefront.

However, when the human race shrunk the territory and resettled all the people in the three states away from Qiankun, Zhang Wuyang suddenly disappeared, and it was not easy for everyone to ask the saint, so this matter became a puzzle that everyone couldn't solve.

Many holy land walks actually have a little bit of speculation in their hearts. After all, as holy land walks, they have a lot of authority. Many people have received some reminders left by the saints of this sect before leaving, but they can't say these reminders. Afraid of being heard by foreigners.

"Zi Zi, what do you think Wu Yang is doing?"

"do not know."

"What do you know?"

"Cut~! I know there are too many things to go."

Mo Changzai and Mo Zizai are sitting there in the Mo family compound, but unfortunately the second master of the Mo family has a brain hole, and when my elder brother talks to him, he always looks like the second child and the third child, so that Mo Changzai Unable to hold back, he slapped him up.

"Damn it! I won't beat you to death!"

In the end, feeling weak, he picked up a branch from the side, and Mo Zizi ran away in fright.

But in the small courtyard of Zhang Wuyang of the Mo family in the past, Zhang Wuyang was sitting leisurely at this time.

Next to him, Ji Mingyao couldn't sit still, so he climbed to the big tree in the yard and picked the fruit.This big tree was still a small tree when Zhang Wuyang left Mo's house, now it has become a big tree in almost nine years, and with no one to take care of it, it has grown very recklessly.

"Salted fish, is it really okay for us to stay here?"

"What's wrong? It's good!" Sipping a cup of tea, Zhang Wuyang looked at Ji Mingyao, who was picking fruit from the book, and said, "Idiot Mingyao, you are already 23, and you still climb trees on the wall. Why don't you grow up?"

"Get out~! My aunt will be eighteen forever!"

Alright~
Without squinting, Zhang Wuyang continued to sip his tea.

In fact, it wasn't that Young Master Zhang wanted to live in Mo's family, mainly because those countless sages said that Young Master Zhang belonged to the Raiders, and the battle between the human race and the alien race would eventually form a fighting style led by Wuxian, and as a He and Ji Mingyao, who can deal with saints, will be the key to a successful move if they are used well.

Since ancient times, military strategists have paid attention to fighting in harmony and better than odd dangers. In this regard, the ten saints have no teachers.

But at this moment, Zhang Wuyang really had nowhere to go other than the Mo family.

buzz buzz buzz.
Above the sky, a strange fluctuation suddenly came out, and the 300 billion people gathered in the three states all raised their heads subconsciously.

"What happened? The sky is falling?"

"I don't know, do you know?"

"How would I know."

The strangeness of the people soon gave answers from various holy places.

"There is an order from the Holy Land in Spring! People, don't panic! This is a big wave of our human race, no big problem~!"

The messengers in the sky are constantly traveling in the three states to deliver messages. The Panyang city of the Mo family belongs to the Huangshan Mountains near the border of Lizhou. At this time, dozens of immortal sects have already stationed there, and the information is transmitted very quickly.

As the news came, everyone finally stopped panicking and turned to the topic of when the human race will have such a large formation.

But no one knows that this large formation will not fluctuate for no reason. Only when a saint-level power enters the formation, this large formation will sound an alarm and fluctuate.

At this time, the ten saints of the human race are still in their own holy land, or the holy land they are in, or even they are the eyes of this large formation, which makes them unable to leave their holy land.

But at the border of Jianzhou, where Yu Guazhou intersects, the eighteen saints of the foreign race seem to have fallen into the mud at this time. Obviously no human saints came to stop them, but the moment they entered Jianzhou, they experienced this. The most embarrassing thing in the world.

Mountains are still mountains, water is still water, and there are even birds passing by around the eighteen saints of different races, chirping non-stop.

Only they, the deeper they entered Jianzhou, the more they were oppressed by an invisible force.

Entering Jianzhou Baili, the air ban began.

Two hundred miles into Jianzhou, their cultivation base dropped by three points.

Three hundred miles into Jianzhou, their cultivation base is almost the same as that of ordinary martial arts.

"Stop~! We can't go! If the pressure ahead is still increasing, we are likely to be attacked by Zhang Wuyang and Ji Mingyao!"

The leader was You Ming from the Huangquan tribe. Seeing that the saints had only set foot in Jianzhou for about [-] miles and their cultivation had been suppressed to the state of ordinary martial arts, they finally spoke.

Seiya is the master of the formation among the saints. After the saints stopped the foreground, after some investigation, he finally opened his mouth and said: "We are caught in the formation!"

"What do you say? Don't you understand this?" Mo Yuan of the eight-armed clan.

"Can you restrict the Saint's formation?" Xinghe from the Protoss Tribe asked.

"It should be correct, but the cultivation of the formation is much higher than mine, and I don't have any clue, and I don't even know what formation it is."

As the voice fell, the eighteen sacred teeth were itchy.

It's like saying nothing! ! !

Speaking of formations, this thing is still a product of the human race learning the formations.

But now that the formation clan has long disappeared in the long river of race, the human race has carried it forward, and a rather helpless feeling enveloped the hearts of the saints.

Mo Yuan snorted coldly, and scolded: "We originally planned to fight, but now we can't even get in the door of his house. Damn it! This time, we've lost all face!"

The voice fell, but You Ming suddenly turned around and walked out.

"Old man You Ming, what are you going to do?"

"I have not paid attention to the formation, and I have no intention of keeping it. Why don't we retreat first and check it from the deep sea." You Ming walked out, and then returned: "Since it is a formation, it must not be perfect. After a few more investigations, you will always be able to understand what kind of formation this is and what its function is."

After all, the figure has disappeared.

"A good brain is good!"

Seiya was a little envious, but he didn't know if it was true or not.

After all, he himself followed and left.

Seeing that the two saints had already left, the rest of the saints did not delay and went with the two saints.

During the next day, the people of the three states heard the buzzing sound in the sky several times one after another, which made everyone feel accustomed to it.

While at Mo's house, Ji Mingyao suddenly said to Zhang Wuyang: "Salted fish, can the things you prepared be of any use? That's a total of eight world beads. You are not rare, but this baby is rare." Tight, okay?"

"Don't worry, your man is doing things, just put a hundred hearts at ease."

On one side, Zhang Wuyang swears.

The Sanzhou formation is actually a super-large formation in the sky in the final analysis. It is the limit to be able to suppress the cultivation of a saint of a foreign race to the state of an ordinary martial artist.

But saints are saints after all, and nowadays, saints of the human race cannot leave their respective holy lands. If a war breaks out and saints of different races roll up their sleeves and bring martial immortals to attack the human race, it is equivalent to several, or even dozens of yin and yang saints under the formation of the sky. Lord, Zhang Wuyang's ability to deal with one or two is already the limit.

If there are too many, if one is bad, it is very likely that this plan will be in vain.

World Beads, one bead, one world, one realm and nine universes, the Universe Rubik's Cube can only be called his son in front of the World Beads, and it's no wonder Ji Mingyao likes it.

It's a pity that we are facing a saint now. Even with the World Orb in hand, Young Master Zhang is not self-cultivated enough, so he can't kill him, so he can only set up a formation within the East China Sea, planning to rely on the three state formation In addition, these eight world beads trapped several alien saints.

In this way, there are precedents before, presumably those saints of other races behind will not dare to set foot on the human race at will.

Time passed bit by bit, Ji Mingyao was obviously half-sacred, but he accidentally fell from the tree, causing Zhang Wuyang to rush over to coax him.

Ji Mingyao, who was being coaxed by Zhang Wuyang, had a sweet face, but suddenly found that his man was no longer coaxing, so he blinked and looked at his man.

"What's wrong? Salted fish."

"My sleepy array is activated."

"Huh? Is there really a fool who was fooled by you?"

"Eighteen."

eighteen.
Ji Mingyao felt dizzy, others said she was mediocre, but Ji Mingyao knew that she was not melodramatic at all, on the contrary, she was very smart.

At least, as her aunt of the Ji family, she will never be trapped by a trap.

In particular, there are many clues that can be seen in Zhang Wuyang's trap, okay?
So, are these eighteen alien saints sick?

In the sky, the trap array arranged by Zhang Wuyang suddenly flew back into his hand and turned into a compass, and the eighteen saints of different races watched all this with bewildered faces.

"Zhang Wuyang?!!!"

They have become the playthings in Zhang Wuyang's hands?

Although their playthings are a bit fierce, Zhang Wuyang can't do anything to them, he can only play with them in his hands, and even if he is not careful, it is easy to turn back Zhang Wuyang, but...they are aggrieved!
"Salted fish, I think we should just withdraw from the formation of the sky? Let these eighteen melon skins break through the formation. I always feel that if we fight with the aliens in the star source world, with the IQ of this group of guys, we will not be able to fight." What a threat."

Zhang Wuyang: "."

Eighteen saints of different races: "."

What a brain circuit!

If Fengchun Saint had the same brain circuit as Ji Mingyao, he would always feel like a human race.
take jujube pills
"So, have you forgotten how much effort we put in fighting the Lord of Yin-Yang? And the combat power of the Lord of Yin-Yang is only ranked around forty among the saints in the Star Origin Realm, which is the bottom."

In order for Ji Mingyao not to break the formation of the sky with a twitch of his brain that day, or to release these alien saints, Zhang Wuyang felt that he should take a vaccination.

Sure enough, Ji Mingyao realized: "That's right? Forget it, let those eighteen idiots continue to stay here. But these days, why are the sanctified people so crooked? Just this kind of IQ can also be sanctified?"

Zhang Wuyang:
This girl has been floating since becoming a semi-saint, should I go to Ji Sheng to file a complaint?
Online, very urgent,

(End of this chapter)