Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

Jiang Nan carried the Tang Dao and followed Sun Dongwei over. He found that Wang Ming and others were discussing something in front of a three-meter-high red wire net with no end in sight.

"Fox, you're here! How are you? Are you feeling better?" Sicheng Wending saw Jiang Nan coming and stood up to say hello. Several people also stopped their discussion and looked at Jiang Nan.

"Well, I'm much better. Thanks, sir. How's the checkup going?" Jiang Nan looked at Wang Ming and said.

"You should also come and take a look. Someone has cut a big hole in this red thread network. Now the leader and wizard of the White Witch Clan are repairing it. By the way, these two are the leader of the White Witch Clan, Chu Zaihe, and the White Witch Clan Apchu.

Shuisheng, they set up this blockade area." Wang Ming pointed at two middle-aged men in Miao costumes who were squatting and mending a red thread net.

"No, what's going on? The red lines are not connected at all. Could it be that someone cast a spell? It must be those damn black-haired ghosts!" One of the middle-aged men cursed fiercely.

"It shouldn't be. This matter is so big that it is completely beyond the control of the Black Miao people. I'm afraid they can't even hide!" Wang Ming said hesitantly.

"That's not necessarily true. The spells of the White Witch Clan are only incompatible with those of the Black Witch Clan. Like this, we can't even remedy it. I can't think of anyone other than the Black Witch Clan. No wonder the clan leader is so so.

So angry!" The middle-aged man who had been squatting there looking at the red line stood up and said.

"How dare the Black Miao people take the risk of violating the rule of law? They are not afraid that the country will destroy them!" Ma Kun glared and said bitterly.

"Okay, now we are not sure yet, don't draw conclusions so early, the main thing now is what to do!" Wang Ming said.

"Let me do it. I'm pretty good at Qi Men Dun Jia! I'll set up a maze in this area first and barely cope with it first." Chen Ping on the side stepped forward and said.

"Qi Men Dun Jia! What's your relationship with those Niubi people in Maoshan?" Chu Zaihe on the side said after hearing Chen Ping's words.

"I am not talented, but I am now the sixth disciple of Tianjizi, the leader of Maoshan." Chen Ping said with a Taoist greeting gesture.

"Humph, you are a bunch of hypocrites!" Chu Zaihe snorted coldly.

Chen Ping touched his nose and smiled bitterly. Fortunately, Wang Ming came out to smooth things over and said to Chen Ping: "Old Chen didn't expect you to hide so deeply! Set up a formation quickly, we are almost dying of worry!"

Chen Ping nodded and motioned for everyone to stay away. When everyone was far away, Chen Ping focused on the big hole that had been opened, roared, and more than a dozen rays flew out from the space ring in his hand.

The yellow symbols are arranged in an unknown formation and suspended in the air.

"The Jade Emperor has an edict, the divine ink is burning, the shape is like a spiritual mist, there are nine stars on it, the divine ink is lightly polished, thunderbolt disputes. Urgent like a law or order!" Chen Ping chanted a mantra in his mouth, and streaks of vermilion cinnabar flew from the space ring.

Come out and stick to the yellow paper to form charms of different shapes.

When the cinnabar completely adhered to the yellow paper, Chen Ping's eyes swelled and a golden light shot out, and he shouted: "Go!" More than a dozen yellow papers with various charms painted on them fell on the ground in front of the hole in the pattern of Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.

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"Okay!" After Chen Ping finished his work, there were bursts of cheers. Chen Ping raised his hands to everyone. Everyone gathered around. Sicheng Wending looked at the formation composed of more than a dozen yellow talismans and said with some worry: "

Do you have a score? Why do I feel so uncomfortable? Just these few scraps of paper, okay?"

"If you want to win the title, don't be rude! Lao Chen is a second-generation disciple of Maoshan, how could he not do it!" Wang Ming lectured with a serious expression, and then smiled apologetically at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping shrugged indifferently and said: "Don't underestimate these dozen pieces of yellow paper. I arranged them according to the shape of the Five Elements and Bagua. They contain ninety-nine and eighty-one changes, divided into eight categories.

There is only one way to escape from the dead end. As long as there are not large-scale zombies, being trapped for more than ten days is not a problem!"

"So violent! If we accidentally entered, wouldn't we be kneeling inside!" Sun Dongwei said in surprise.

"Idiot, you won't go in!" Jiang Nan rolled his eyes and said.

"You!" Sun Dongwei pointed at Jiangnan. He was about to speak and remembered Jiangnan's strength, but was speechless for a long time.

"Now that we're here, let me say a few words. Let's stay here tonight. Tomorrow morning we'll go in during the day to do some reconnaissance. Remember, it's just a reconnaissance and don't cause a large-scale zombie swarm. Okay, let's look for each other.

Let’s sleep in a tent!” Wang Ming pointed to a row of tents in the distance and said.