Mortal Seeking Immortal

After half a quarter of an hour, the formation was almost completed.

Chang Yun, who was meditating, suddenly stopped practicing his skills, opened his eyes, and looked at the formation carefully, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Brother Ye, I wonder what kind of defensive formation you set up? Why is it different from the previous formation?"

Ye Zhou kept moving his hands, arranging the formation while explaining lightly: "The previous formation was arranged by Brother Xu. I don't know how to do it. I only know this Kunlun Golden Bell Formation."

"Although this formation is a little troublesome to arrange, it is the most suitable for the current situation. Even if we encounter a sudden attack by late Jindan spirit insects, we can rely on this formation until Brother Lin and others come back."

Chang Yun only knew a little about the formation. He had heard the name of Kunlun Golden Bell Formation from other cultivators, but he had never seen it. Seeing that Ye Zhou looked normal, he immediately dispelled his doubts.

In order to avoid Ye Zhou's suspicion, Chang Yun chatted with Ye Zhou casually for a few more words. At this time, Ye Zhou's formation was almost arranged.

Ye Zhou threw the last flag into the formation, and took a step forward as if inadvertently, just out of the range of the formation.

Without waiting for Chang Yun to ask, Ye Zhou looked in the direction where Lin Yunshan and the others left, and murmured: "I don't know when Brother Lin and the others will be back. The Guijue Desert has been uneasy recently, so we should hurry back to Xianliu City as soon as possible."

Chang Yun, who was sitting cross-legged in the formation, frowned slightly, and felt uneasy for no reason.

He stood up and was about to walk to Ye Zhou's side, but unexpectedly, Ye Zhou turned his head and looked at him at this time and said: "Brother Chang, how far away was the monk who was chasing you when you last saw him?"

Chang Yun paused slightly, his expression unchanged and said: "Half a day."

Ye Zhou nodded, with a smile on his face.

When Chang Yun saw the smile on Ye Zhou's face, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to have found its source, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Brother Ye, you..."

Chang Yun said as he ran towards Ye Zhou at full speed, but he was still a step slower.

Ye Zhou pinched the magic formula and shouted softly: "Array up!"

The surrounding array glowed brightly, and a light red semicircular light shield emerged from the desert, upside down on the ground, trapping Chang Yun firmly inside.

Inside the light shield, Chang Yun looked cold and fierce, staring at Ye Zhou outside the light shield and said, "When did you see it?"

Ye Zhou said lightly, "I guessed it a little when I saved you, but I just confirmed it now."

Chang Yun sneered, "Do you think you can escape if you trap me in this formation? As long as I crush this jade talisman, the adults who are guarding not far away will come over in an instant and take you all down."

After saying this, Chang Yun took out a black jade talisman from his sleeve, looked at Ye Zhou with sympathy and said, "If you don't want to suffer, just let me out obediently, and then tell me the direction where Lin Yunshan and the others escaped. When I catch them, I will say a few good words for you in front of the adults."

Ye Zhou said coldly, "What if I don't let you go?"

Chang Yun snorted coldly, "Don't drink the toast! When you are sent to the Black Prison Mountain, you will know what it means to regret it."

After saying this, Chang Yun crushed the jade talisman in his hand.

The jade talisman shattered, and a black light shot out from it, flying out of the formation.

Chang Yun smiled, and he couldn't wait to see Ye Zhou kneeling down and begging for mercy in regret.

However, the next moment, the smile on his face froze, and he said with wide eyes: "How is this possible?!"