Ask the Mirror Chapter 236: Break the Formation

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The tail of the reverse meteor cut the sky in half, even the flaming golden light was no exception.

The flying smoke and dust have begun to fall, making people's vision clearer. In the sky, the golden body of King Juntali Ming also appeared again. At this time, the huge head wearing a skull crown was slightly deflected. Compared with the golden body that was dozens of feet tall, the meteor cutting across the sky looked more like a tadpole, but with a longer tail.

A strong light flashed, and the three black holes representing the eyes on the head suddenly shined brightly, and the red color surged out, turning into a **** light that wiped across the sky. The **** light was so intense that it engulfed the meteor in an instant, and then burned violently.

But in the blink of an eye, in the center of the dazzling blood light, a group of shadows expanded rapidly. At first, it was as big as three black holes on the head of the golden body. In just a few breaths, the shadow quickly expanded, like a huge mouth, surrounded by blood. Large areas of light sank in, and there was no more sound.

Gan Shizhen used his eyesight to observe the situation high in the sky. Her brows had not relaxed since she discovered Isin's identity, and it was the same now.

There was a layer of silver-gray fog covering the outside of the visitor, which obscured his sight, making it difficult to see his true appearance. But the methods this man used had no intention of covering up at all. Looking at the dazzling light over there, each piece disappearing and never returning, Gan Shi really came to the conclusion early:

"This is the Ten Thousand Methods Devouring Light Barrier, the top magical power of the Rakshasa Cult!"

As we all know, the East China Sea Rakshasa Sect is the sect that is most proficient in illusions in the spiritual world. The classification of illusions within its sect is as sophisticated as this. To be proficient in illusions, one must naturally break them. In this sense, the Rakshasa sect is also the best in the world in breaking illusions.

Wanfa Light Swallowing Barrier is a magical power that breaks through illusions. It is said that it can swallow all tangible light, making all illusions that use light and color useless. In addition, this magical power also has a good defensive effect against some killing methods that emit large amounts of light and heat.

It is rare in the Rakshasa sect to be able to use all magic to swallow light barriers and intervene in the realm of real people. Who is it...

While she was thinking, Yu Ci’s cry suddenly came from the female cultivator’s ears: “I can’t stop it!”

Everyone else is confused, only Gan Shizhen understands what he means:

In the final analysis, Yu Ci was able to resist the pressure of the "realm" by using the realm of spiritual connection, relying on his keen induction and superb breathing control skills. But now that a real monk has been added to the mix, the pressure of the "realm" has increased. The impact changes are also more complicated, which has exceeded Yu Ci's limit, and his breath adjustment technique can no longer suppress it!

Gan Shizhen didn't say much. The dagger in his hand flew away, and he drew a circle in the void, creating an area twenty feet in diameter. The sword energy was filled with it, digesting the pressure caused by the "boundary". This hand is similar to Mengwei's Flawless Sword Circle, but it has a larger range and can be used more calmly, showing Gan Shizhen's extraordinary attainments.

Until this moment, Gan Shizhen had time to greet Shi Song and others, be careful of the pressure from the "realm" and try to stay closer to the sword circle. There was another chaos at the moment.

In Gan Shizhen's sword circle, the pressure on Yu Ci was greatly reduced, and she was finally able to take a breath, and then smiled and said: "This new guy is a friend, not an enemy!"

"Yes."

Gan Shizhen just thought he was just chatting, and secretly praised Yu Ci for being relaxed and smiling at him. She glanced at the sky and then observed the operation of the eighteen evil demon wheel formations around her. With the help of this Rakshasa cult master, the situation has reached a stalemate. The most important thing now is to break out of the formation and bring these people on the ground to safety.

Precipice City is in chaos, and this is when these big guys in the city come into play.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ci then said: "This person here is from the Xuanyin Sect?"

Gan Shi was really surprised now: "Do you recognize it?"

Yu Ci chuckled: "I don't recognize it, but it smells a bit like that..."

Gan Shizhen looked back at him. The previous surprise had passed, and now his thoughts could be described as "admiration".

The "realm" impact caused by the battle between a pair of real monks seems to be irregular, but in the chaos, there is a relatively fixed rhythm. If the opponent changes, the rhythm will change accordingly. Monks of the same level or even higher can observe a large amount of information, no matter how incredible it may seem to ordinary people.

Obviously Yu Ci did not understand the reason, but he experienced this "rhythm" change from the actual changes-even if it is still relatively superficial, it is still admirable.

Gan Shizhen’s eyes made Yu Ci feel a little embarrassed. In fact, he let it slip. He could indeed sense the rhythm of the "realm", but being able to grasp a very crucial point from the chaotic information at once was still related to the "iceberg" in his mind.

After all, the big man who left this huge amount of information was the Rakshasa Ghost King, and the traces of his method were as conspicuous among the chaotic clues as a neat ball of thread. As for the person's exact identity, Yu Ci won't waste any time thinking about it now. He turned around and shouted:

"Master Shanjiao, who from your sect is here?"

This question really shocked many people, but Yu Ci didn't care what those people thought, she just stared at Shan Jiao's slightly pale and pretty face.

Shan Jiao looked a little confused at first, but soon she looked suddenly enlightened, and a blush appeared on her pale face, which seemed to glow: "Yes, it's Master Ming!"

"Uh..."

Yu Ci got the answer, but he didn't know what expression to put on his face. This was already the case for him, let alone others. Master Ming, Minglan? Is that old man in the sky who was only a high-level psychic in his heyday, but now senile and dying?

At this time, Gan Shizhen's warning sound came in: "Be careful, the Eighteen Yin Demon Wheel Circle has been activated."

Yu Ci suddenly raised his head, and saw that none of the eighteen flesh and blood puppets moved. In fact, these puppets are made of special clay as shells, which store flesh and blood to stimulate the power of magic. Although they are strong, they are not used for physical combat. Instead, they are used as the core to drive the three thousand evil demons in the array to gather in the puppet's place. On the eighteen nodes at the circle, many evil and evil obstacles are derived from the rotation. When it reaches the extreme, it is said that the circle can be turned into eighteen layers of demonic ghost soil, which can lead to the fire of the Nine Netherworld, damaging the body and destroying the soul. Death without a burial place.

"If you want to break the formation, the key is to destroy the flesh and blood puppets. However, the puppets are the most critical node in the formation. Once triggered, it will trigger the ultimate power of the formation... With such an impact, there are barely a few people here who can Catch it, but the children may not be spared."

Shi Song revealed his research, and the scars on his old face were dark gray in color. In this operation against the Purifying Water Altar, he summoned all the elites from the Wanling Sect, such as the Wusheng Sword Sect, and even brought in half of the Thirteen Eagles. If they were damaged here, they would be It is tantamount to digging up the roots of the sects in Cliff City, which is absolutely unacceptable.

But how to break the formation is not up to Shi Song, Gan Shizhen has to make the decision.

Putting Minglan's questions aside for the moment, Yu Ci glanced at Shi Song. The person who opened the conversation must have seen that Gan Shi was really gentle and would not forcefully choose to destroy people's lives. If it were He Qing, It’s really hard to say.

At this time, the impact of King Ming's golden body and large hand seal has almost attenuated. The smoke and dust in the sky should have disappeared, but on the ruins, there is clearly a thick gauze-like mist rising up, which is iron gray, and there are thousands of heads. The shadows of ghosts and ghosts wander among them, which is frightening.

These shadowy ghosts didn't come for a walk. After appearing, they screamed and attacked the sword circle around Gan Shizhen. But Gan Shi is really good at defense, and the sword circle created by the sword intention of "holding the middle magic sword" is not so easy to break, not to mention the practice of Siming Sect, which has always attached great importance to cultivating the aura of awe-inspiring, and is naturally the nemesis of evil ghosts. Suddenly, layers of ghosts were seen rushing towards him, but the circles turned into green smoke and dissipated. In the center of the sword circle, Gan Shizhen's posture was calm and there was no sign of any pressure.

But in Yu Ci's ears, Gan Shizhen's whisper was heard at this moment: "This is only good for a moment. Each turn of the Eighteen Yin Demon Wheel Array will increase the damage by one level. When it turns to the tenth level and the eighth level, I can’t protect these people.”

Yu Ci grinned, and no one could tell that he was talking about a matter of life and death: "If we continue to waste it, let alone this evil formation, even if there is another big handprint from it, we won't be able to bear it. ……

"So we still have to break the formation!"

Yu Ci said decisively: "Uncle Gan, move half a mile to the northeast!"

Gan Shizhen didn't say anything, he just channeled his divine will. The flying dagger suddenly cut an angle, pulling the perfect sword circle to the northeast. Yu Ci also kept silent and followed The path opened by the sword energy goes straight forward.

This is a tacit understanding developed in the Sky Rift Valley. While Shi Song and others were still in a daze, Yu Ci had already run a thousand feet away, clasping his hands in front of his chest as if forming a hand seal, and then It was a purple light as thick as a child's arm that flew through the air.

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