Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Xiao Bing suddenly felt something was wrong.

Emma, ​​am I not in the last row? When will there be more people later?

The soldier came back to his senses, looked at the dark-faced Commander Mo Hao, and asked: "Blackface, are you not from our 150th Regiment? There is no one behind me!"

Blackface? ?

Mo Hao's face turned even darker. Called me?

"Hahahaha..." General Lanjiu was holding his stomach and laughing until it hurt.

"You little bastard, why am I not from the 150th Regiment?" Marshal Mo Hao's face twitched.

"Fart, you are definitely here later!" Xiao Bing said coldly: "Aren't you spies?"

"I..."

"Commander, don't be impulsive, they are all your own soldiers."

Commander Mo Hao wanted to slap him to death, but Lan Jiu smiled and held him back.

"Brother, we are members of the 150th Regiment. We just came back after going out to take a dump. If we were spies, the commander-in-chief would have discovered it long ago." Lan Jiu laughed softly.

"That's right. Stay safe in the back for me and don't disturb Du Tong's lecture." Xiao Bing thought for a while, warned him, and turned around to continue listening.

"Little bastard, take care of yourself. You're in trouble. What's your name?" Commander Mo Hao said with a dark face.

"You can't change your name, Zhang Shan." Xiao Bing said calmly, and then sold his centurion's name.

"Zhang Shan, very good, I will remember you." Mo Hao was happy.

"Those in the back, be quiet! As for you, the black-faced one, sit back and listen carefully."

The Centurion in charge of this side, the real Centurion Zhang Shan, coldly shouted at his subordinates behind him and glared at Commander Mo Hao fiercely.

They were all new recruits. No one knew anyone before, and he was not very familiar with his subordinates. He had no idea that he was suddenly taking the blame.

"Commander, calm down, calm down, your soldiers are all your soldiers." Lan Jiu laughed wildly in his heart and quickly held down Commander Mo Hao who was about to draw his sword.

Just like that, Commander Mo Hao, holding fire in his heart, listened to the sermon conscientiously in the back, just like a soldier.

These few people have great magical powers, and there are so many people that Xiang Chen doesn't seem to notice a few of them. After all, there are more than a thousand people in the group and they have only been in charge for a few days, so he doesn't know them all.

"You guys come and see this formation pattern." Xiang Chen broke apart a formation pattern and explained it in detail, without paying attention to the back, and said: "This formation pattern is the core of the birth of Hei Yan. He stirred up the power of heaven and earth. The fire attribute energy, combined with the power of darkness just explained, forms the unique black flame of the Black Flame Long Snake Formation."

There are more than a thousand people, and each person controls a different formation pattern. Xiang Chen is ready to dismantle them all one by one so that everyone can understand the formation pattern they control.

This may take a long time and be divided into several lectures. Although it is troublesome, it is better than if they don't understand it themselves and have to study it for a few more years.

After today's part was almost finished, Xiang Chen said: "I have learned a lot today. If there is anything you don't understand, brothers, you can ask me now and I will answer it in detail."

At the back of the crowd, the old man Ge Shi dressed as an ordinary soldier quickly raised his hand and asked: "Du Tong, it is said that our battle formation is a ninth-grade lower level battle formation. Du Tong really understood it thoroughly in a few days." Really? Have you never come into contact with this formation before?"

Xiang Chen looked at the man and went to the back. Although he felt a little unfamiliar, he still said: "Yes, to be precise, it took me less than half an hour."

This kid is not humble at all. How could it be possible in less than half an hour?

"Ask something useful, don't ask such nonsense." Xiang Chen said a little impatiently.

Master Ge's face twitched and he said with a smile: "I just think Du Tong is too powerful. I have a few volumes of formation diagrams here that are suspected to be inherited from ancient times. I would like to ask Du Tong to help me take a look. I wonder if Du Tong can help me participate." Enlightenment?"

"Have you understood the formation pattern explained today?" Xiang Chen asked rhetorically.

"I understand, please take a look."

Master Ge, Ge Daohong condensed countless talisman lights in his hands, intertwining a pattern.

"Awesome, yes."

"If you understand it so quickly, the effect of Dutong's sermons will be different."

The soldiers in the front rows were amazed.

I'm an emperor-level formation master, okay? It's none of your business, you stupid warriors! Master Ge was speechless and everyone looked at him.

"Yes, children can be taught." Xiang Chen nodded with a smile, and really looked at Master Ge with the eyes of a good student, which made Master Ge extremely uncomfortable.

"Haha, Master Ge is also frustrated."

Mo Hao felt secretly happy when he saw this scene. It doesn't matter that I, a military commander, was given a few words by my own soldiers. You, a great emperor-level formation master in the demon god Tianzhong, was also taught a lesson by a great Luo Jinxian in the tone of a teacher.

I still have some of the best soldiers under my command.

"Bring your formation map up." Xiang Chen said calmly.

Ge Daohong took out an ancient scroll and presented it with both hands.

Xiang Chen sucked in his palm from the air, and the scroll flew towards him from hundreds of meters away and landed in his hand.

Xiang Chen opened it and saw that it was indeed a formation diagram, and it was extremely mysterious and had complicated formation patterns.

Xiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, turning into moon white, and his moon-gazing pupils read all the formation patterns.

At the same time, in the spiritual sea of ​​the head, the Bagua Xuanwu Armor emerged, and the Bagua array operation began to deduce immediately.

No one dared to disturb him. Centurion Zhao Gong asked Zhang Shan: "Old Zhang, is that veteran yours? What's his name? He has a good understanding. How about doing it for me?"

"Gungun, don't give it. You don't know how to fight on your own. I don't know his name. I don't know all my people, but... oh, why is he a bit unfamiliar? I don't seem to have seen him before." Zhang Shan Baifu also touched his chin, thinking about this veteran.

Ge Daohong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled secretly in his heart. Boy, this is a fragment of an ancient formation diagram. It took me more than ten years to fully understand and complete it.

If you really understood it so quickly, I would have lived like a dog for the first half of my life.

Just as Ge Daohong was thinking about it, Xiang Chen suddenly looked at him and said, "This formation diagram is not bad. It is a ninth-level mid-grade formation diagram. It is called the Luo Yan Barrier Cloud Formation. It is just a broken diagram with incomplete formation patterns. Just wait a moment." I spent three sticks of incense repairing it, this formation is very useful in trapping enemies."

The smile on Ge Daohong's face suddenly froze.

Did I really live like a dog for the first half of my life? How long did it take for him to reach enlightenment?

Three pillars of incense complete the time, is this a human saying?

Ge Daohong's face showed surprise, and then he looked at Xiang Chen solemnly.

I saw a Bagua array condensed in Xiang Chen's hand.

I saw Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, Eight Gates, Sixteen Hexagrams, and Thirty-two Tiangang running wildly, like a high-precision supercomputer, rapidly evolving formation patterns.

This scene stunned everyone who knew the formation.

"This speed of luck..."

Ge Daohong was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

If an ordinary eighth-level formation master can move the formation as fast as a family car, a ninth-level formation master can move it as fast as a high-speed train.

The speed of an emperor-level formation master is that of an airplane, so Xiang Chen's formation speed at this moment is comparable to that of a rocket! The supersonic kind.