House Management Chapter 4880: Large Yellow Scarf Warrior
Zhang Yu picked up the talisman and wanted to throw it into the coffin, but he suddenly stopped.
"The formation here is three talents and six evils. Normally, these corpses are definitely not decorations. They should have been cultivated. At this moment, none of them move, there must be weird... If I If they guess right, they are waiting for the awakening. Once there is a slight mistake and a step is wrong, they will wake up... They are a formation in themselves, and with the addition of the formation, their strength is by no means simple... It is absolutely impossible to be the same as the walking corpses outside... Therefore, I must not make a mistake in the steps..." Zhang Yu muttered in his heart.
His instinct tells him that every step he is taking is correct now, so the corpse here has not yet awakened. If it is wrong, the corpses here will definitely be attacked in groups.
Zhang Yu is not necessarily afraid of these walking corpses, but he doesn't want to take a wrong step, because if he chooses a mistake, he will inevitably inspire the greatest power of the formation. Whether I can hold it or not is not easy to say, but Zhen Yizi and the others at the altar will definitely be unable to hold it.
"By the way...Is this going to work..." At this moment, Zhang Yu had an idea in his mind.
He nodded slightly, and pleaded in his heart: "This should be a good way. If it is really wrong, there will be no time to make a move..."
After making up his mind, Zhang Yu then put the bright yellow fire talisman into his arms, flipped his palm, and in his hand, there was an extra talisman paper with two talisman papers connected together. That's right, this is Zhang Yu's golden man.
"Puff!"
Zhang Yu threw the talisman paper aside, lit the talisman directly, and then saw a yellow-turbaned man with a mace emerge out of thin air.
When he saw this yellow-turbaned man, Zhang Yu couldn't help but be overjoyed. It turned out that the yellow turban warrior who emerged at this moment was different from the yellow turban warrior summoned before.
The previous yellow turban warrior was less than two meters tall, but the current yellow turban warrior has a flat top and height of at least 2.5 meters, and is much stronger than before. The mace held in the hands of the yellow turban warrior was also several sizes larger than the previous one.
"Oh, I rely on... it's okay..." Zhang Yu was happy and couldn't help sighing.
The strength of this yellow turban warrior has always been related to Zhang Yu's strength. Now that Zhang Yu has become a lawyer, the strength of the yellow-turbaned man has obviously increased with the tide.
When Zhang Yu saw the yellow-turbaned man this time, he had to raise his head. The height of the stone chamber seemed to be less than three meters. The yellow-turbaned man stood here, and it was so good.
Zhang Yu looked at the big yellow turban warrior, and said in his heart: "Can you be shorter..."
Don't tell me, I just murmured such a word secretly, and heard a "swipe" sound, the yellow turban warrior actually shrank slightly. Even if it is reduced, it seems to be about two meters tall.
"You should be shorter." Zhang Yu said directly this time.
"Swipe!"
The yellow towel warrior shrank again, and this time it became almost one meter nine.
Seeing this height, Zhang Yu nodded in satisfaction, and said: "This is not bad, the performance is OK... Now you can do some work for me, and move the woman's body in this coffin to me over there... …And then exchange it with the woman’s body in the coffin..."
At this moment, above the altar, six people including Song Zhenren and Ming Zhen Lao Dao have been surrounded by green flames.
Six people stood there, not to mention people next to people, but it was almost the same. The so-called Liuren formation method has disappeared. This was not because of the position problem, it was really because Song Zhenren's two juniors and Ming Zhen's two veteran juniors couldn't hold it first, and the true energy in the body couldn't support the formation at all.
In desperation, I can only rely on Song Zhenren to support the eighteen flags. Before the six people formed the formation, they couldn't hold it, not to mention that Song Zhenren was the only one left to urge the flag.
Song Zhenren knew in his heart that he would soon run out of oil, and by that time, the big guys would be buried in the flames together.
Mingzhen's old-fashioned physique is not bad, but the formation has disappeared. Even if he still has true energy, he can't help.
Ming Zhen Taoist watched the mist and sweat coming out of Song Zhenren's head, and he couldn't help but also anxiously followed. With nothing to do, he could only shout loudly: "How is your situation outside... Hurry up and help us... We won't be able to hold it right away..."
His voice was loud, but he didn't get the slightest response, as if there was no one outside.
Seeing that there was no response, Mingzhen's body trembled and said weakly, "They are not moving...I don't know if they are dead... or they ran away..."
"Huh?" Song Zhenren's younger brother Yu Laodao couldn't help but anxiously said: "Then, then what shall we do..."
"We...I'm afraid we can only..." Mingzhen said weakly.
He originally wanted to say "I'm afraid I can only wait for death", but before he could finish his words, Ming Zhen Dao suddenly found something was wrong. He immediately said again: "You have not found out, there is a breath of formation here!"
"I feel it..." Yin Lao Dao said.
"This was originally a formation, with the aura of formation, it seems to be normal..." Yu Lao Dao followed.
"When we were trapped here earlier, I didn't feel the aura of formation." Mingzhen said veteran.
"Yes...I didn't feel it at the time... But now... Even if the formation aura appears, what can we do... We are still trapped here..." Old Yin said a little helplessly.
"This is not the same. The aura of the formation now appears, which means that the eyes of this formation have been found. Now that the eyes are found, the distance to break the formation is not far away. Fellow Song Dao, you must You have to hold on, this formation can be broken at any time," Ming Zhen said solemnly.
"I know..." Song Zhenren gritted his teeth and said, "Daoist Mingzhen...you are also ready. I will most likely not be able to hold it at any time, and I will rely on you to hold it for a while. It's..."
"I understand, I am always ready...We can't die..." Ming Zhen said firmly.
On the periphery of the altar, things are not much better.
Zhen Yizi, Zhang Zhenren, Ling Hongzi, and Zhang Yinling all shrunk into a circle, all relying on Zhen Yizi's fierce battle array of copper coins and swords to support them.
Ling Hongzi, Xing Lizi, and Xing Xuzi also used weapons to attack the walking corpses outside, but they have stopped attacking them now.
The reason is very simple. It’s useless to continue to attack. Kill one, and then another one will pop up when you look back. Kill one, and soon you will pounce again. It’s a bottomless pit.
Based on this, everyone simply contracted their defenses and adopted a posture of defensive but not offensive, relying solely on the support of copper coins and sword nets. Of course, they also knew that the copper coin sword net would not last long. Zhen Yizi discussed with Xing Lizi and Xing Xuzi. When the next town Yizi failed, the three of them arranged a three-talent formation and continued to resist.
As for Zhang Zhenren, there is still a gap between the cultivation base and these three. The formation method is preferably equal in strength. If the gap is too large, it will affect the power of the formation method.