Record of Chaos

　　　　 For him, it is one of the most interesting things to realize that these cleverly arranged formations, relying on various ideas, are really one of the most interesting things, and it is just second to the pleasure of stealing.

　　 In fact, stealing means evading the attention of countless lights under everyone's eyelids, and quietly taking things away. And these formations in front of me are like circles of eyes.

　　 He is also looking for life in the circle of gaze confinement.

　　 Each element of the Four Elephant Array has a small formation, but each element is different, and the method of manipulation and the effect it produces are also different. Then these four small arrays are like merged bubbles, merging with each other to produce this big array.

　　 Gouzhu originally hoped that there would be a certain connection between these four formations, so that he could directly introduce the method of breaking the formation from one to four.

　　 But these four elephants are so difficult to handle. Only by approaching a certain formation can he feel the inspiration on this formation. As for the other three, there is no connection at all. There must be a connection between them, but they are all hidden outside this distorted space.

　　 What he was approaching was another dead end. There is no way out of this dead door, but an obvious restriction can be felt above it. If the entire formation is like a crossbow filled with aura, then this prohibition is like a trigger on the crossbow.

　　 There is no need for any cracking, as long as someone gets close and injects a trace of true energy, this prohibition will automatically inhale the soul and recognize the Lord. Then the whole array will be like a crossbow pulling the trigger...

　　 The twisted membrane stretched out by the four-square space of more than ten miles of heaven and earth is not as simple as a crossbow string excitation, the entire space will burst.

　　 Gouzhu couldn't imagine not knowing what realm it would take to withstand such a power, anyway, under the virtual pill, there is no physiology.

　　 He carefully circumvented this restriction with his own consciousness.

　　Although it is impossible for God's consciousness to touch this thing, he still has lingering fears. This prohibition can be used to die with the demon Yin Wanzhen when he is pressing. But what's the use of it?

　　 Yin Wanzhen is dead, he doesn't care. He doesn't want to die, he wants to live.

　　 can't really feel the spirit of the other three formations. He tries his best to integrate the divine sense into the six directions of the world and directly perceive the formation.

　　 Although there are no spiritual energy fluctuations in the formation, there is something more mysterious, called the spiritual field.

　　 In this world of Sao Po, the souls make up everything, and there are spiritual fields around each soul. Even if it is just a tiny soul, its spiritual field can extend to an infinite distance, filling the entire space.

　　 The spiritual fields of countless souls are superimposed on each other, and they become object fields. In the big formation, you can also feel the formation. This battlefield is always slightly different from the original spiritual field of Heaven and Earth.

　　 If the monk carefully perceives with the power of his own divine consciousness, even if he can't feel the formation, he can jump out of the embarrassment of being in Lushan and understand the basic form of this great formation.

The Eight Desolation Locking Dragon Formation had no exit in this space, but Gouzhu had a faint feeling, as if there were exits everywhere, the world was everywhere, and there was no way out of the formation. This made him think that he was in a madness and had a delusion. .

　　 But when he thought of the existence of the Immortal Tree of Chuan Gong Pagoda, he immediately understood everything.

　　 Because this space is not limited to the Eight Desolate Locking Dragon Array. In the second floor of the Chuan Gong Pagoda, there is another larger formation formed by the fairy tree, which is not known as the generation of powerful sages in the Jade Palace.

　　 There are exits everywhere in this array, with more clever settings. As long as anyone in the formation has merged with spirit seeds, or is seriously injured and dying, this great formation will send them out.

　　 The successful fusion will be teleported to the higher third floor, while the dying will be partially recovered by the Qi of Aoki to maintain their immortality, and then teleported to the Jade Palace Rejuvenation Courtyard.

　　 This force is everywhere, and it can be said that they are all exports.

　　 Although this fairy tree formation is huge, it fills the entire second floor of the power transmission tower. Therefore, the power of transmission was temporarily suppressed by the Eight Desolate Lock Dragon Formation.

　　 Gouzhu suddenly had a fantastic idea in his heart: Suppose he touched the dead door, the Eight Desolation Locking Dragon Formation burst suddenly. After this destruction, naturally there will be no more suppression of the external fairy tree teleportation array.

　　 Just when this destructive force destroys them to the point of death, will the fairy tree's teleportation array have time to teleport them out?

　　 He deduced repeatedly in his mind, but the conclusion was not satisfactory. Although the fairy tree mana is vast and boundless, the collapse of the Eight Desolate Locking Dragon Array will be faster. Suddenly, their bodies will be destroyed so much that there is no residue left.

　　The fairy tree teleportation array needs a little time to gather the aura of Aoki and generate teleportation waves. No matter how fast this process is, it can't be as fast as the power of the sky when the Eight Desolation Lock Dragon Array was destroyed.

　　 Unless...

　　 Gouzhu glanced at Lan Ruoshuang. Since she merged with the spirit seed, the teleportation spirit wave on her body has always existed. This made him suddenly feel that although this plan is dangerous, it is not impossible.

　　 Yin Wanzhen is like a cat waiting for a mouse to get out, waiting for many days. What he has is patience. Anyway, there is no sunrise or sunset here.

　　 Half a mile from the opening, there is a very difficult mountain col, which is full of chaotic rocks, like tombstones, each of which is as high as one person.

　　 Yin Wanzhen sits quietly in one of the depressions, sitting cross-legged to adjust his breath, breathe out spiritual energy, and feel the secret of heaven. This was the most common day for him.

　　His breath is as thin as hairspring, and the coercion of his innocence almost disappears. The breath follows the world, quiet and silent.

　　 His spiritual consciousness is as nervous as a lurking tiger, covering the world for dozens of miles.

　　 Before the Purple Mansion, the primordial spirit couldn't understand, and the sense of spirit was inseparable from the five senses.

　　 The so-called divine consciousness power of the foundation and Xudan monks can cover one world, in fact, they can hear, touch, and smell. All the sounds, tiny vibrations and subtle smells in the surroundings, as well as the vibrations of the spirits caused by the flow of spiritual energy.

　　 Mortal people are not strong, even if they hear it, they can’t distinguish it from the countless noises.

　　 The technique of "Green Leaf Divine Veins" in the Jade Palace can enhance spiritual consciousness and allow monks to distinguish the smallest information from the noise of the world.

　　 Now that he was invaded by the blazing sun, the Profound Ice sentient beings in the Eight Desolate Locking Dragon Formation were almost extinct. Apart from the howling of the gale, he could almost clearly feel the breathing of every surviving disciple.

　　 But it is difficult for the other party to feel his presence. There is little hope for building a foundation below six. Gu Yinghui is the seventh layer of foundation building. If she walks closer, she might be able to feel some. A few miles away, there would be nothing to notice.

　　 Since he can't get out without opening the door, he doesn't need to take the initiative to attack. Otherwise, he can't kill him all at once, and someone may run out of the chaos.

　　 But this time, Yin Wanzhen's heart suddenly moved and felt different.

　　 He could have felt these people gathered at the dead end. He believed that it was impossible for these people to trigger the death gate. They were all promising young people. As long as no one forced them to the point where they had nowhere to go, they would not die easily.

　　 But these people wait so hopelessly together, sooner or later something will happen. No one knows what happens when people are desperate.

　　 They might fight each other. After the casualties, he can easily clean the battlefield. However, for a distance of ten miles, he had already taken the flying magic weapon on Du Wen's fuselage, which could be reached instantly. Even if they wanted to touch the deadlock, he had time to stop it.

　　 The strange thing is that these people did not start infighting, but became extremely quiet. Then a group of clear aura fluctuations, like fireworks in the middle of the night, came from the direction of the dead door without any cover.

　　 "Unreasonable!" Yin Wanzhen was surprised, "They are actually fusing spirit seeds!"

　　 Thinking of this, he snorted again: "Do these idiotic young people really think that the old man does not exist at all?"

　　 After fusing the spirit seed, the power of the spirit sword is certainly much greater than that of the magic sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but it is still far from enough to deal with such a large cultivator who builds a foundation with nine layers.

The reason why these young people want to integrate the spirit seed is not to work together to increase their strength to deal with him, but to hope that after the successful integration of the spirit seed, this fairy tree’s teleportation array can automatically send them out of this second layer of space. In order to escape from the Eight Desolation Locking Dragon Formation.

　　 Yin Wanzhen's mouth has a smile. These young people don't understand the formation at all, and they think too simple. The magical power of this fairy tree's teleportation array is vast and long, but its strength is extremely gentle.

　　 The Eight Desolation Locking Dragon Array is not mysterious enough, but the power of imprisonment is specially used to deal with the mighty mysterious bandit. How can the long and gentle force of the fairy tree teleportation array break through this domineering imprisonment?

　　 Even so, he can't just ignore it completely.

　　 The four outer disciples holding spirit swords were not under his words, but there are many spirit seeds at this level, and I don't know what spirit seeds they are fusing together.

　　 In case there is a spirit seed with the Kanshui attribute just to restrain the Lihuo aura on his spirit sword, it would be no small trouble for him.

　　 Besides, fusion of spirit seed is inherently risky. It takes at least two hours to complete the fusion at a time. During this period, not only can they not escape, but they also have no resistance.

　　 It's totally unreasonable that he hasn't shot at such a good time.

　　 Yin Wanzhen was sure of his heart, stopped the vomiting, and stood up quietly. In this gray robe, he was in the dark, in this rugged rock, he couldn't tell the difference from the rock.

　　 When he breathed under his feet, his feet protected against the wind, like a huge boulder that moved suddenly. Then he exerted his strength, walked on the wind, his sleeves fluttered, like a bat with wings spread in the night sky, following the ridge and flying straight to the dead door.