Chapter 221 Sirius Xiaoyue (seeking monthly pass)
Whoosh!
A ship of Jiexiu rushed into Longyu Island roaring, and soon found something was wrong.
Click!
In front of them, the Changqing Pavilion and other scenery spread out like a mirror, revealing patches of dark mist.
The endless mist covered the sky and covered the sun, like a certain demon realm, swallowing all the robbers in one gulp!
"Not good, I fell for the trap, withdraw quickly!"
Gan Xinzi's complexion changed wildly, and he snarled.
The huge flying boat wanted to turn around, but Li Lei and Li Kong were shocked to find that the silver channel originally opened by the second-order forbidden breaking talisman disappeared inexplicably.
Instead, there is a dark wall of fog!
"Impossible...my second-order forbidden breaking talisman..." Li Lei's eyes widened, as if he had received some kind of strong blow.
"This... move the void?"
Gan Xinzi's eyes were full of blue light: "No...it's impossible!"
"We should have fallen into the 'formation' of the formation master. Inside the second-order large formation outside, there is also an illusion formation...Damn it, the Dragon Fish Island Master is hiding so deeply!"
He would rather believe that the owner of Longyu Island is a hidden formation master than believe that this small broken island can arrange a third-order formation!
What teleportation in the void is completely my own illusion!
However, at the next moment, Gan Xinzi found a multicolored restriction emerging, enveloping himself.
When it reappeared, it had already come to another place.
The brothers of the Li family, as well as a group of Qi-refining subordinates, have all disappeared!
The blood-red ground, the pitch-black sky...
Red and black have never been so harmonious for a moment, and the leader of all this is undoubtedly the huge demon tree located in the center of the space.
There are traces of blood-colored lines on the surface of the pitch-black tree, countless air roots hang down from the huge tree crown, and corpses hang at the end!
There are monsters, and there are people...
"To be honest, I originally wanted to manipulate the formation and destroy you directly."
Fang Xi stood under the demon tree, looking at Gan Xinzi in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with a calm expression: "However, I'm not in a good mood these days. It just so happened that you delivered it to my door, so I can exercise my muscles..."
"Fang Xi, the owner of Dragon Fish Island!"
Gan Xinzi shouted fearfully: "You are actually a magician?!"
Who among the cultivators of immortals doesn't know that formation masters are the most difficult to get started, and even more difficult to master?
The owner of Dragon Fish Island really hides so deeply!
"You guessed it right, but unfortunately it's useless!"
Fang Xi's body was full of blue light, and her mana was rising steadily. It belonged to the coercion in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and it suddenly spread to the surroundings.
"Have you been promoted to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment?"
Gan Xinzi felt very regretful, he shouldn't have come to Wandao Lake in the first place, how good he ran away after robbing Youyuefang City? Why do you have to do one more vote? !
But it was too late at this time.
Seeing Fang Xi take out the golden dragon scissors, Gan Xinzi quickly slapped the storage bag, and a six-sided black token flew out of it to protect him.
Choke!
Even though the golden scissors were only a low-grade spiritual weapon, they were infused with Fang Xi's mana, and the runes on it burst into bright light one by one, and suddenly pulled out two golden lights several feet long. Here comes the strangulation!
Click!
Click!
Two golden lights fell on the black iron shield, making a tooth-piercing sound, but there were only shallow traces on the token.
Seeing this, Gan Xinzi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
His 'Liu Bo Ling' is a middle-grade defensive spiritual weapon, and because a set of six is the best defensive spiritual weapon!
'It seems... this person is indeed a formation mage, and he has hidden his cultivation... The most urgent task is to take this person by surprise! '
Gan Xinzi's eyes flashed with blue light, and he seemed to see through every attack line of Jin Jiaojian, and used the Liubo Order to block it with ease.
Not only that, he also took out a blue lampstand from the storage bag and lit the wick with spiritual power.
Accompanied by the flame burning, a translucent soul emerged above the wick, and continued to grow... It turned into a demon soul with the head of a tiger and the body of an eagle.
This ancient bronze lamp is actually a rare treasure! The soul that can control monsters and beasts!
Judging from the aura of this strange beast, it definitely entered the second level!
Ho Ho!
The tiger-headed demon bird let out a roar, formed a blue wind blade, and shot towards Fang Xi.
Dang Dang Dang!
A large number of wind blades fell on the Ziyun bracelet, leaving no trace.
"This bracelet... looks familiar!"
Gan Xinzi was about to identify it, but suddenly his expression changed slightly, his forehead seemed to be pierced by an invisible needle, and he had a splitting headache.
Liu Boling was cut furiously by Jin Jiao, and lost the control of his master's spiritual consciousness, and suddenly became a little disorganized.
Then, in the void, a saber light emerged.
"ah!"
Gan Xinzi let out a scream, and retreated quickly. There was already a bleeding wound on his chest.
He looked at the spot, and saw that there seemed to be a transparent thing wriggling in the void, and then a green color was revealed. It was a demon insect similar to a praying mantis, and its blade was still stained with traces of blood.
‘No life breath, just a second-order puppet! '
Gan Xinzi's eyes widened: 'That person is actually a second-rank puppeteer? How can this be? '
A monk who is proficient in alchemy and talisman making is already very remarkable.
As a result, he can also form formations and manipulate puppets...
It's just...monster!
Fang Xi didn't bother to pay attention to this person's noise. The reason why he kept this person was because of his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment, so that he could try out his own methods one by one.
Click!
He squeezed his fist, and made a sound like fried beans from the joints: "You are unlucky, I am in a bad mood today... I need a sandbag."
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, a dark red giant with a height of more than nine feet was already standing behind Fang Xi.
Along with his shot, the giant also made exactly the same movement.
A huge palm, like overwhelming the sky, fell towards the top of Gan Xinzi's head.
Seeing this scene, Gan Xinzi's eyes were filled with despair...
…
"What's going on? Where's the boss?"
On the flying boat, Li Kong and Li Lei looked at each other.
"I think this formation is a bit evil, why not...leave first?" Li Lei's voice trembled.
Transporting people away out of thin air, why is this formation so similar to the rumored third-order forbidden large formation's void displacement?
Could it be that they were not under the illusion, but were really trapped in the third-order formation?
However, how is this possible?
Two foundation-building monks, leading a group of restless Qi-refining late stage, piloted the flying boat to fly in a certain direction in the dark space.
However... It feels like I can fly out of ten dragon fish islands, but the darkness ahead seems to have no end.
An unspeakable fear, like the sharp claws of a monster, firmly grasped the hearts of every monk.
…
Bang Bang!
Bang Bang!
The huge vibration continuously reverberated in the flesh and blood space.
Fang Xi withdrew her fist, looked at the blood and flesh on it, and wiped it casually.
In the huge pit on the ground, there was only one **** corpse left.
Even though Gan Xinzi has been promoted to the mid-stage Foundation Establishment and has undergone muscle-changing and marrow-washing, his body is still too weak compared to the Martial God.
"Finally let out a breath of depression."
He curled his lips, picked up the storage bag of Gan Xinzi, and checked it casually: "Huh? There are a lot of things... There are also a lot of sky silk. Could it be that the people who robbed Youyuefang City before are these people?"
"It's a waste, it's too wasteful... It's impossible to make human puppets if it's made into meat paste."
After thinking about it, and based on the principle of not wasting, Fang Xi manipulated the formation to move the remains of Gan Xinzi under the demon tree, turning it into spiritual fertilizer that nourishes the roots.
The flesh and blood fertilizers turned into by the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment made the demon tree feel joyful and encouraged, and they had never enjoyed such a good thing.
"Next, is that group?"
Fang Xi waved her hand thoughtfully, and one after another wooden puppets fell from the demon tree.
…
"Greetings, everyone..."
Li Lei and Li Kong were fleeing desperately with their people, but suddenly found a light in front of them.
Fang Xi stood in the air, looking at the boat of robbers calmly.
"Where is our boss?"
Li Kong bit the bullet and asked.
"died…"
Fang Xi replied indifferently.
"What? The boss is dead?"
The Qi-refining monks were in chaos, but Li Lei said in a rough voice: "This fellow Taoist, I will admit defeat... I don't know how to let me go?"
He could see very clearly that the other party was able to easily capture and kill the boss of Gan Xinzi, just like the ancestor of Jiedan. All the previous things were just playing with them.
But when people are under the roof, they should still bow their heads.
"It's not impossible to let you go..."
Fang Xi smiled: "As long as you cooperate with me and complete one thing, it will be fine."
Li Lei and Li Kong looked at each other, and secretly guarded: "I don't know what it is?"
"Try it for me, the power of this formation!"
Fang Xi waved his hand, and a bunch of puppets of second-order monsters kept appearing around.
Five, ten, fifteen...
The expressions of Li Lei and Li Kong gradually became numb, and they almost thought that they were under some kind of illusion.
The next moment, Fang Xi began to manipulate the puppet as if she were plucking the strings with her fingers.
Click!
A tiger-shaped puppet opened its mouth wide, and spat out a flag from it!
Click!
Click!
The rest of the puppets followed suit and poured powerful monster power into the formation flags, making these originally small flags suddenly inflate and become Zhang Xu high. , impressively depicting vivid wolf heads...
The array patterns flicker and light up one after another, forming a ban.
One after another, the prohibition merged, and finally it seemed to turn into a somewhat illusory silver-haired Sirius phantom...
An incomparably terrifying aura immediately spread in the space.
"The Demon King?!"
Li Kong's throat made a hoo hoo sound, like a dying man, screaming in despair.
"Sirius Howling at the Moon Formation! Open!"
Fang Xi pointed at the spirit boat, and the gigantic Sirius immediately raised its huge paw, and patted the flying boat lightly!
Boom! !
Countless cyan winds turned into tornadoes, with mana fluctuations that made even the monks who established the foundation turn pale, and involved all the desperate monks on the spirit boat!
(end of this chapter)