Prehistoric life

Shi Jue Zhen, Zhou Cheng's head got bigger when he heard the name, and he felt something bad in his heart.

After looking at all the various images, I immediately exclaimed, it is indeed the case.

As the name suggests, this formation is divided into ten formations, namely: Heavenly Jue Formation, Earth Splitting Formation, Wind Roar Formation, Ice Suppression Formation, Golden Light Formation, Blood Transformation Formation, Raging Flame Formation, Soul Falling Formation, Flood Formation, and Red Veil Formation.

The technique contains the five elements, but also goes beyond the five elements. When it is formed, the evil energy condenses and is so powerful that it is impossible for ordinary monks to break it.

However, this formation also has a big flaw, because the formation is filled with evil spirits. Once one person is killed and the evil spirits leak out, the power will be greatly reduced. It is effective when used against one or two enemies, but not so good when used against large armies.

So done.

It's just that such flaws, if not a master-level formation breaker, probably wouldn't be able to see them. Zhou Cheng couldn't help but marvel, this high priest is so perverted that he can even think of such a formation.

This formation seems to be just like the previous ones, very unreliable. After all, it requires ten people to arrange it successfully, but there is only one person in front of me.

Zhou Cheng was about to curse, but suddenly he had an idea. He immediately pretended to be extremely depressed and said: "You still said you are not playing with me. This formation requires ten people and I am only one person. How can I arrange it?"

The high priest smiled slightly: "You can't blame me for this. You said you didn't want to refine the magic weapon, so I did as you asked. If you can arrange this formation, I will give you a chance to leave."

"Okay, it's a deal, I'll give it a try." Zhou Cheng agreed immediately.

The high priest nodded: "Of course, I keep my word."

Seeing the old man agreeing, Zhou Cheng was about to laugh. Suddenly he remembered something and his face froze. He said quite frustrated: "But I don't know how to set up a formation, so I can't make this bet. You have to change it."

He originally wanted to use the clone technique to complete the ten-man formation, but suddenly he remembered that he didn't know how to form an formation at all.

The high priest was stunned: "You don't know how to set up a formation? How is that possible? Your master never taught you?"

It is difficult to master something like formation, but it is extremely easy to get started. The sloppy old man is extremely powerful, and Zhou Cheng is his disciple, so it is impossible not to teach him.

"Stop talking, it's not possible anyway." Zhou Cheng said angrily. He had been trapped in this for so long, and the wretched old man didn't even come to save him. As expected, he didn't care about anything after leaving the Five Mountains China.

The high priest smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. I can teach you. Just use mental power as a pen and anything else to make paper drawings." He immediately started talking in detail.

After talking for a long time, I noticed that Zhou Cheng looked confused, and suddenly remembered that he was illiterate. He smiled slightly, but he was not annoyed, and immediately pointed a finger and pressed it between Zhou Cheng's eyebrows.

Listening becomes seeing, this problem no longer exists, Zhou Cheng immediately understood the ** point. After summarizing, it was half of what the high priest said, mental power is the pen, and other things are the paper, and you can draw.

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Anything can be used to set up an array. However, if there are some corresponding materials to assist it, the power of the array can be greatly enhanced.

What gives Zhou Cheng a headache is that mental power doesn't seem to be his strong point. After trying for a long time, he has just been able to draw a little something. It's still too early to set up the formation.

Seeing that Zhou Cheng was as anxious as a monkey, the high priest did not panic. In turn, he comforted him: "Don't be too anxious. I see that you know the Lingxi Sword Technique. As long as you continue to practice this method, you can quickly increase your mental power.

I will help you with my secret skills."

After saying this, he immediately disappeared.

Zhou Cheng was still stunned when he suddenly saw several shadow-like objects rushing towards him. Before he could react, he was hit by one of them.

"ah!"

He immediately let out a cry of pain, his body was unscathed, but his head felt as if someone had hit him with an iron rod, and the pain was excruciating.

Seeing another phantom flying over, Zhou Cheng immediately pointed towards it. The Five Elements Qi shot out and hit the phantom directly, but it was not directly shattered as expected. Although it had some effect, the phantom still rushed over.

, was hit again.

"ah!"

There was another sharp pain, and there was a loud buzzing in my head.

At this time, the voice of the high priest came over again: "This is a spiritual attack. Your cultivation level is not enough for Sanhua Juding, and the effect of the true energy attack is very poor. Defend with the Lingxi Sword, and there will be no danger."

It turns out that this was the case. Zhou Cheng understood immediately. When he saw another phantom approaching, he immediately used the Lingxi Sword to kill him.

When the sword hit, the shadow disappeared immediately.

Although he had a way to deal with it, Zhou Cheng was full of doubts.

On the one hand, the high priest abused himself and poisoned himself, but on the other hand, he taught himself these inexplicable things, and now he even helped him cultivate his spiritual power.

He could easily kill himself, but he never did it. The position of this old man from the witch clan is really unpredictable.

Although the other party did many intriguing things, out of a strange intuition, Zhou Cheng always felt that the high priest did not have good intentions towards him. Many actions seemed to have some unclear purpose, but only

He alone knows it.

The Lingxi Sword has extraordinary effects, but it consumes a lot of mental energy. After dealing with nearly ten phantoms in a row, I immediately felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

The high priest seemed to have discovered this situation, and the frequency of the ghosts appearing was much slower.

Just when Zhou Cheng was relieved, he suddenly saw a flash of light, and a young Wu Clan appeared in the dark space.

Judging from the aura, this witch clan's cultivation level is not as good as Meng Jiu, but it is not weak either.

After this young wizard appeared, he immediately waved his fist and killed him without saying anything.

Raised by rabbits, Zhou Cheng cursed secretly. The high priest really didn't think of giving himself time to rest. Although the test of mental strength has slowed down a little, the test on the other side has begun again.

With no reason to argue, and unwilling to admit defeat, Zhou Cheng paid some attention to the shadow that appeared at any time, and at the same time faced it without showing any weakness.

After a bloody battle, he finally won a small victory, but because of his excessive injuries, he fell into a coma using the dead wood and spring technique.

Soon, Zhou Cheng discovered that this was just a signal, and a more cruel purgatory began again.

Whenever he wakes up, there will always be a Witch Clan waiting for him. No need to say anything, just start fighting. After many small victories, the high priest adds another ingredient. While fighting, he not only attacks with spiritual power, but also

There are countless energy impacts and interferences.

If you are not careful, you will be beaten violently, leaving scars all over.

Fortunately, these witch clans were much worse than the top young witch clans they met on the battlefield that day. There were no dangers, but Zhou Cheng worked hard and always managed to survive.

Although such days are painful, they are also beneficial. Both practical experience and mental strength have been greatly increased. Although he feels that his true energy has become stronger, Zhou Cheng always feels that this is just an illusion created by the high priest.

Until one day, the young wizard named Xiangjiu appeared in the dark space. Zhou Cheng knew that this time, the fun would be great. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!