The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 65: Frame Ding Wugu (1)

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Mo Yuxi's three subordinates drew away the crowd of red rabbits. WWw!QUanbEn-xIAoShUo!Com and the others came to Yanchuan.

"Master Yan, are you familiar with this formation?" Mo Yuxi looked at Yan Chuan and asked.

Yan Chuan looked at everyone. Although the previous life's cultivation has been exhausted, his eyesight has not diminished a bit.

Except for Mr. Wen Ruo, everyone else has a superior mentality. Including Mo Yuxi, she was polite to herself because she was useful to her.

This kind of lofty mentality made Yan Chuan extra careful, so when everyone just made an unreasonable request to let Yan Chuan be a guide, Yan Chuan agreed.

"I've heard of this outside team before, but not many!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Not much? What else?" Mo Yuxi asked.

Yan Chuan looked at the sky.

Yellow clouds are almost covering the sky. Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes and said, "The entrance is about to come out. Similarly, the next time will be the most dangerous moment!"

"Oh?" Everyone was stunned.

"Boom!"

The moment the yellow cloud covered the sky, there was a roar, and the whole world in the formation was shaking strongly.

The strongest is at the center of the yellow pillar.

Under a roar, the earth cracked around the yellow pillars, and while shaking, eight mounds appeared around the pillars, and the mounds grew bigger and bigger. Gradually rise from the ground, looking like eight mountains.

"How come eight mountains suddenly appeared?" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"This is not a mountain, this is eight tombs with eight evil springs, and the Feng Shui master must bury 64 powerful monsters alive. This is the tomb of eight of them!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Live burial?" Qinglong said in surprise.

"Similar to burial alive, so that they can accumulate their biggest grievances, and use grievances to form an array. This is a habit of many feng shui arrays! Haven't you heard of it?" Yan Chuan looked at everyone.

Mr. Wen Ruo shook his head and said: "Feng Shui classics are rare, and the inheritance of Feng Shui masters is passed on by word of mouth. We rarely have Feng Shui masters here. Therefore, we know very little about Feng Shui!"

"Isn't this a Feng Shui master?" Yan Chuan smiled at Ding Wugu.

Ding Wugu looked ugly for a while.

"The Feng Shui Array I studied just didn't have this." Ding Wugu strongly argued.

Above the earth, there was only a hint of yellow ** overflowing, but at this moment, it was a vast expanse.

"This, the ground is sinking?" Qinglong's expression changed.

"This is the water of the Yellow Spring. The Rabbit Demon is going to become stronger. Go to the eight cemeteries and the entrance is there. As long as the Feng Shui master can sense it!" Yan Chuan shouted suddenly.

"Yeah!" everyone responded.

"All army, go!" Huo Guang gave an order.

Yan Chuan walked in the forefront, slightly analyzed the eight graves in front of him, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Immediately walked towards one of them.

Yan Chuan led the way, and everyone naturally unconsciously walked into one of the huge tombs.

It is said to be a grave, but this grave is extremely tall. As soon as they walked to the foot of the grave, everyone turned their heads and looked back unconsciously.

In the rear, it is like a vast ocean of yellow spring sea.

In the sea of Huangquan, many Huangquan rabbits seem to sink into the sea of Huangquan, disappearing, only eight have not disappeared, and these eight Huangquan rabbits have become bigger and bigger, five zhang, ten zhang, Fifty feet and a hundred feet high.

The rabbit demon is getting bigger and bigger, and the evil spirit surrounding him is getting heavier and heavier.

"Roar!"

The eight rabbit demons looked up to the sky and roared, the yellow clouds in the sky rotated rapidly, and the wind and clouds changed color.