Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 879: Enemy trapped
In the death forest, the cold wind is bitterly cold. [Please search huo/c/o/m for web updates]
Ouyangming's ability to seize opportunities is so outstanding, there is a flash of light in his eyes, his right hand is raised, his **** is pressed down, the center of gravity of his body is moved forward, and his sleeves are thrown out forcefully.
Suddenly, countless phantom arrays scattered like meteors with tail wings, like continuous rain, directly enveloping Shu Ya and the sky full of arrow feathers, and instantly evolve into a three or four hundred feet. The big array.
This kind of speed of formation, I am afraid that Qiu Chengwang will be shocked when he sees it when he is reborn, because he is not as fast as Ouyang Ming in terms of the speed of formation.
After comprehending the formation in the underground palace, Ouyang Ming's understanding of the formation method has reached an unbelievable level. The foundation is solid and solid, and he does not lack the courage to move the sword.
In the understanding of the overall formation, although it cannot be compared with Qiu Chengwang, a strong man who has studied for hundreds of years, he has already surpassed a little in some small skills.
After the formation was set up, I saw him take a step forward, with a dusty temperament and a touch of rhyme. The clothes were windless and automatic, hunting.
When the pace fell, he had already come to Wu Xuning's side, took out a healing pill from the space bag, and handed it over.
Wu Xuning was not hypocritical, and swallowed it in one bite. The flustered expression on his face faded, and he turned his gaze to the big tripod and the snake who were stalemate in the air.
The pupils shrank suddenly, and he knew in his heart that if the high-level spiritual man in the beast robe exhausted all his strength from the beginning, he would not be able to escape at all, and he was very lucky.
Xue Xuanle turned her beautiful eyes and walked to Wu Xuning's side, with a concerned expression on her face: "Brother Wu, are you okay?"
Wu Xuning shook his head bitterly, and replied: "I can hold it!"
Immediately raised his head and asked: "Brother Tian Rui, this witch is a high-level spiritualist. I don't know how long this formation can trap her?"
Ouyangming showed a confident look on his face, and took the mutant high-level blood crystal in his hand to play with it, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, Brother Wu, the younger brother has a good way to fight against the spirit. High-end is not difficult."
Before he understood that "illusion is true", Ouyang Ming was able to use the illusion array to trap and kill the two high-level spirits of the Teng family who had the same mind, let alone now.
For him at this moment, using the formation method to deal with two high-level casual cultivators is nothing short of a sledgehammer test.
Wu Xuning's expression froze. Although there was no refutation, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, but after a short while, it faded.
Although Wu Xiaohuang also mentioned in his ear several times that Yu Tianrui’s formation is far beyond the same level, but he always feels that this person is too young, too young to be safe. Feeling, at this age, no matter how talented you are, how strong is your understanding of the formation?
Ouyang Ming has a thorough mind, and put this doubt into his eyes, sighing faintly without explaining.
On the contrary, Xue Xuanle bulged her cheeks, a bit of venting for Ouyang Ming.
As he rolled his eyes, he revealed a touch of sly, and said with emotion: "Brother Yu, you are too humble, the two high-level spirits of the Teng family who have the same mind were both killed by you with a formation, and they were not organized until death. A powerful counterattack is nothing short of a treat, but it is quite accomplished. Excessive humility is just pride!" She stuck out her tongue, looking cute and cute.
This pleasant voice resounded in Wu Xuning's mind like thunder, and there was a roar. There was only one sentence left in his mind: "Kill two high-level spiritual men who have the same mind."
The sound is getting louder and louder, like a huge wave.
But then, he seemed to think of something, he inhaled suddenly, his eyes rounded, and he said in amazement: "Hearts are connected, this...is it the two brothers of the Teng family, Mingze, and Mingxu?"
The two are famous for their cooperation and tacit understanding.
Xue Xuanle's eyebrows curled up like a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and she was very satisfied.
Blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, it's the two heroes of the Teng family, what's the matter?" He said that there was an ignorant expression on his face, but his heart was very comfortable. Face?
Ouyang Ming was also embarrassed by Xue Xuanle's praise, cleared his throat, and said: "Brother Wu, wait until I solve this trouble first, and then talk about it well."
Wu Xuning is also blazing, staring at the big formation, clasped his hands and smiled, and said: "Brother Tian Rui, please."
Ouyangming nodded lightly, and said no more. His figure flashed and he had fallen into the big formation. His right hand volleyed a little, and all the space nodes within the formation suddenly lit up.
He muttered to himself: "Craving, hatred, hatred, love and parting, I don’t know what you are looking for? Is it fame and fortune, or is it quiet? What kind of expectations and desires do you have in your heart? What is the nightmare hidden deep in the soul?"
When he said this, there was a chilling indifference in his eyes.
This is the horror of the illusion that Ouyang Ming has set up now, pointing directly to the weakest part of people's hearts, or guilt or regret.
Wu Xuning spit out a cold mist in his mouth, walked to the Scarlet Crow, not afraid of getting dirty, sat on the ground, raised his head and asked: "Sister Xuanle, Brother Tianrui really used the illusion to kill the Teng family. Duo?"
"Well, I saw it with my own eyes." Xue Xuanle patted her chest, vowing to promise.
Wu Xuning took a breath and moved his gaze to the phantom array, silent, not knowing what he thought of.
In the phantom formation, Ouyang Ming swipes lightly at the formation hub, whispering: "The illusion is the truth..."
In a flash, the space of the phantom array changed rapidly, and Shu Ya only felt a sense of depression, as if she had fallen into the deep sea of trees, and she could not breathe.
When I opened my eyes, I was already sitting on the wooden bench in the small courtyard, with two ponytails, one hanging on the chest and the other hanging on the back, pure and natural, smile before saying a word, especially on the cheeks The sweet dimples above are even more gratifying. It seems that he is fifteen or sixteen years old, but the figure is particularly tall.
Ouyangming is like a god, watching quietly.
"Why did I come back here?" There was a thoughtful look on her face, but she couldn't remember anything.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the fence of the small courtyard, and a kind-faced middle-aged woman walked in. She was slightly thin, but she gave a sense of competence. She carried a catty-sized carp in her hand.
The corners of Shu Ya's mouth curled up slightly, showing two cute and playful dimples on her face.
Welcoming up, chuckled: "Mother, do you eat fish today?"
The woman's eyes flashed with pity, rubbing Shu Ya's fine hair, and smiled and said: "Yes, it was given by the old lady."
Shu Ya threw her hair braid behind her, took the carp, her voice increased a lot: "Old Wang Po, she didn’t get into the eyes of money, she just pulled the red thread and the red rope, why is she so kind to give it to our family? A carp?" She squeezed it with her hands, and said inwardly, this is at least a catty.
The woman showed bitterness on her face, and whispered softly: "Nizi, you will be sixteen in three days. The old lady told me today that the young son of the Chen family in the county liked you and thought Take a concubine, you know that his family has hundreds of acres of land. The old lady also said that the county magistrate has a very close relationship with his family. As long as he marries, he will be able to live a good life."
Shu Ya's face darkened, and she glanced at her face: "Mother, you haven't heard of the character of the young man in the Chen family, and he has already accepted three concubines. This fish is stinky. I will eat it. No less..." She was angry, raised her hand and threw the carp three or four feet away.
"Oh, this Nizi!" The woman cursed, bending over and picking up the fish again.
Shu Ya also knows that during a severe drought in the new year, the family can no longer open the pot, but asking her to marry someone who doesn't like it, she still feels a little pimple in her heart.
Girls all have dreams, so does Shu Ya...
She is not very demanding, it can even be said to be very low, she wants to build a house by the river, with the window facing east, as long as the window is opened, the warm sun can shine in, and listen to the sound of the river water every day. Husband and child, watching the warm spring flowers bloom, but this is after all her thoughts, an unattainable dream.
Amidst the illusion, the fog is filled, like a dream, but also true and false.
Ouyang Ming's face is slightly complicated, looking at Shu Ya who is happy and longing.
Taking a deep breath, the scenes that appeared before are all the most sincere monologues in Shu Ya's heart.
He sighed, and he had a clearer understanding of the artistic conception that illusion is true. He secretly said in his heart, now that you have been introduced into the illusion world that you have constructed, the first time, it is considered a success.
He didn't hesitate anymore, he pointed out, all the rune nodes in the array space were all lit up, and the fog revolved around a black spot, getting faster and faster, and quickly gathered, turning into a fog composed of fog. Huge cyclone.
Ouyang Ming roared dully: "Ning!"
This voice is like the emperor of this world. He speaks the way it does. I saw a pair of **** hands slowly extending from the top of the cyclone, pulling outwards forcefully. This cyclone was directly torn in half, causing the wind and thunder, all the fog was absorbed by the **** hand, from far and near, aimed at the location of Shu Ya, pinched away, wherever it passed, everything was completely annihilated.
This speed is so fast that it has reached the level of a spiritualist.
But at the moment when these **** hands were about to pinch Shu Ya, her eyes trembled like autumn water~IndoMTL.com~ she opened it with force, as if she had broken free from a nightmare, her whole body was Soaked in sweat, he quickly moved backwards and escaped the fatal blow.
She was so frightened that she secretly asked, what is going on, how do you remember when you were a child? The movement of the hand was not slow, he took out the longbow, folded his body downward, and flicked the arrow strings, countless light blue streamers shot at the **** hand like a torrential rain hitting plantain.
She didn't expect that this is just a beginner of the spirit, who has such a strong formation cultivation base.
The feathers of arrows are like tides, falling majestic.
But the **** hand only made a small ripple, and the cyan feathers disappeared.
Shu Ya's face changed drastically, her lips parted slightly, and she screamed: "This... how is this possible?" She attached her mental power to the arrow feathers, but the moment she touched the big hand, the arrow feathers The power, spiritual power, and even the divine substance in it were swallowed by a mysterious power, which directly made her scalp numb.
She travels north and south and is well-informed, but she has never even heard of this situation, let alone seen it.