With three hundred and sixty divine chips, you can deduce the magic trick to capture the dragon!
At this time, Fang Yuan was standing on the top of the peak, with dark wood and purple jade chips flying around him. Each calculation chip was tied with a thread of his consciousness. By using these black wood and purple jade chips, he could The patterns of the remaining dragon trace formations were deduced, and every time a result was obtained, the green energy around him flew out like a big hand, pulling the remaining formations back!
After successfully catching the first residual formation, his deductions became faster and smoother.
One way, two ways... a hundred ways, three hundred ways... a thousand ways...
The power of the remaining formations was attracted by him, like countless dragons being subdued by him, circling around him, constantly stirring up the sky, the dark clouds above his head gathered, and then dispersed, the sun, moon and stars were all Running along with it…
And in the valley below, everyone around them was dazzled as they watched him concentrate on his deductions and activate the remaining formations.
Ordinary monks are a little better, but they feel that although Fang Yuan is not operating magical powers at this time, he actually has a peerless aura that stands proudly between heaven and earth, as if he has become the center of heaven and earth and can control the world. of all power.
As for Ban Feiyuan, it's not that simple.
At first, when he watched Fang Yuan deducing the remaining formation, he just looked at it intently and had some doubts.
His eyes were somewhat scrutinizing, as if he wanted to see if Fang Yuan could really use the three hundred and sixty calculation chips, or if he just took them out to look good. After all, for their level of cultivation, let alone three One hundred and sixty calculation chips, which is thirty-six thousand, can be easily lifted with magic power, but only when these calculation chips are actually used can one reach this state!
But as Fang Yuan captured the dragon one by one, his expression gradually changed.
From scrutiny, to surprise, and finally to some excitement, some awe, and some sadness.
"Senior Brother Ban, are you okay?"
Mo Yan from Xianji Hall is Ban Feiyuan's good friend, and he couldn't help but ask at this time.
Ban Feiyuan's face seemed to be crying and smiling, and he was silent for a long time before whispering: "Since I was a child, I have always been the number one among my peers in the formation path. After I became successful in my cultivation, I became the leader of countless formation path masters. They were all left behind by me. Among Yi Lou, there were so many Array Dao geniuses from Yi Lou, but I was not inferior to them. I quickly gained the recognition of Yi Lou Array Dao Immortal Master. Others said I am the first person in the formation of the younger generation, which means that I am the first formation master except for the few great masters of the formation that are several times greater..."
"I myself also feel that I am the number one person in the formation besides those seniors..."
As he spoke, his face suddenly became a little bitter: "But now, seeing that I can stand shoulder to shoulder with those great masters of formations if I take a step further, how come I find a person who seems to have a better understanding of formations than me?" Someone taller?"
"You have been number one all your life, and now you have to be number two?"
Mo Yan of Xianji Hall didn't expect that Ban Feiyuan would receive such a big blow. It seemed that his Taoist heart was a little unstable, so he had to persuade him: "Didn't you listen to what he said? He once learned the ancient formation from someone else. Tao, this is his opportunity, we cannot envy him!"
Ban Feiyuan's face was gloomy and uncertain, but he kept shaking his head and muttering: "It's different, it's different..."
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The green energy around the body is stirring, and more and more remnant formations are gathering. These remnant formations can remain in the dragon's traces for a hundred thousand years. In addition to the fact that they all have some mysterious connection with Sancun Lingshan, they can continuously form In addition to gaining the power of the Three-Inch Spirit Mountain, it also means that they all possess extremely terrifying power. Each remaining formation seems to have a tyrannical power that cannot be ignored.
If there were only one, two, or dozens of them, Fang Yuan could still suppress them with his current cultivation level, but when the number increased, the power itself would have reached a level of destruction, and Fang Yuan would not dare to resist directly. The power they contain, let alone using them, can pull those three inches of spiritual mountain to his side.
Therefore, according to Fang Yuan's deduction, what he has to do at this time is not only to grasp the trajectory of these remaining formations, but also to form a formation and use their own power to pull up the three-inch spiritual mountain!
And this undoubtedly increased the derivation he needed several times.
Every time a residual formation is pulled in, more deductions are needed.
The three hundred and sixty calculation chips around him were not in contact with each other, but they were spinning fast, like flying swords, constantly making terrifying sounds of piercing the air, and his left hand was pinching even more quickly, appearing. There was a shadow, like a lotus flower that kept blooming.
Later, more and more remnant formations gathered within a thousand miles around him.
No less than three thousand ways!
Even the calculations around him are slightly bent. That is because they carry too much of his consciousness and are gradually reaching their limit. It seems that if the strength is a little more, they will be overwhelmed by this tyrannical consciousness. The shock shattered his ordinary appearance!
But at any rate, what Fang Yuan is using now is high-end goods rewarded by the Immortal Alliance, which can still hold up.
Seeing that the number of remaining formations around him was almost the same, Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows and continued to make deductions in his hands. Suddenly, he took a step under his feet. The mana in his body shook, and green energy rolled towards the sky. The temporary formation formed by the Dragon Trace Remnant Formation suddenly started to move, and a huge vortex was formed between the heaven and the earth, connecting Jiuxiao at the top and Netherworld at the bottom...
Such a scene made all the cultivators in the valley below look pale.
In their hearts, they couldn't help but think of a sentence.
Those with strong magical powers may be able to shake the world!
But only those with strong formation skills can change the world!
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"When do you think they will come?"
At this time, in the dragon trail, thirty thousand miles away, there was a green mountain with unusually abundant spiritual energy.
The four guardians under the control of the Lord of Darkness are surrounding the mountain, sitting in the void. Below, there are shadows of people everywhere, and the treasure light is looming. It is clear that there are countless people hiding below. The area of three thousand miles around a green mountain was sealed into a huge trap, like a greedy beast, with its mouth wide open, waiting for the opponent to fall into the trap!
The young man in linen clothes with a pale face seemed to be impatient with the waiting. He held a fan in his hand and tapped his palms gently. He kept sighing. He looked a little bored and just wanted to sing a song. A little song to pass the time.
"Sooner or later, they will always come!"
The speaker was the hunchback man in the void on the other side. He smiled softly and seemed to be in a very happy mood.
Behind him, ten monks who were covered in blood mist stood upright. These monks' bodies were stiff and their eyes were lifeless. They looked like mummies, without any vitality at all, but they were On their bodies, one could feel the faint evil aura, which was very terrifying. They were even less frightened than the Supreme Yuanying-level Daxiu. This made him excited as if he had picked up a treasure.
"I'm not afraid of them coming. Hehe, the later they come, the stronger these ten corpses of mine will be, and the easier they will be to control them. Haha, with this corpse here, even if you don't take action, I will also We can destroy those remaining ants by ourselves!"
"You've made a lot of money this time, Bearing the Mountain Envoy!"
The white-faced young man in linen clothes smiled and said: "This trip to the Dragon Trail has allowed you to get ten good embryos for refining the corpses of gods. These are all cultivated by those great aristocratic families who spent countless efforts. Well, even if you can get them to exert 30% of their strength, it will be a great help to you. It seems that your strength has greatly increased now, do you want to take the first place among these ten ambassadors?"
"Hey, can you only perform 30%?"
The Luo Guo Mountain Envoy smiled softly and said: "You have underestimated my magical skills. You can at least let them use seven of their abilities to live up to my hard work. It's just a pity that Luan Tian Little Saint, this guy is seeking his own death. His body has collapsed, and he cannot even refine a divine corpse. Otherwise, my power will be greatly increased. However, if I want to seize the position as the head of these ten ambassadors..."
He glanced at the silent fat man with golden body not far away, and said with a low smile: "I am not so ambitious!"
Everyone around him saw his ambition and sneered in silence.
But at this moment, Wu Xinji, who was sitting next to her, sneered, and gently wiped the rouge on her lips, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally. Behind her, a man spoke with a faint voice: "We Before entering the Dragon Trail, the Immortal Alliance gave us half a month. Once half a month has passed, there may be drastic changes in the Dragon Trail, and it will be impossible to complete this task. It has been nearly ten days now, and they must have restrained themselves. I can’t stay any longer. Sooner or later, I will definitely come over in the remaining few days!”
The person who spoke was none other than Wang Zhou, the Taoist son of the Wang family. At this time, he returned to his previous indifferent appearance.
Just listening to his words, I couldn't hear anything wrong at all. He seemed like a normal person. He just stayed behind Wu Xinshi loyally. Not only would he step forward to fight without regard for his own safety when encountering something, he could even participate in it at ordinary times. discuss.
The envoy who carried the mountain felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Wang Zhou speak.
No matter how many divine corpses you have, they are still soulless things, not as useful as unintentional puppets.
And watching them fighting openly and secretly, the fat man with a golden body didn't even raise his eyelids and ignored them completely.
"Everyone is being dragged to the point where they can't do it, trying to show off their authority..."
The man in white-faced Mai was unhappy: "I thought I would be the most effective when I came in this time..."
While they were each thinking their own thoughts, suddenly there seemed to be a breeze blowing around them.
Everyone around him was a little indifferent. Only the man in white-faced linen clothes was slightly startled and raised his head.
In the next breath, suddenly, the breeze turned into a violent wind, roaring from the horizon, like an endless beast roaring and running towards the green mountain that they guarded airtight. It was directly swept up by the boundless wind. Suddenly, there was a continuous roar, and the entire mountain was uprooted, and it was about to be swept away by this strong wind!
"not good… "
All the messengers of darkness looked horrified and jumped up: "Someone is using magical powers to scare this mountain away..."
(End of chapter)