At this time, several people looked at Yang Yiyun.
Hu Xian'er came over and said softly to Yang Yiyun: "Thank you~" Although she didn't like Yang Yiyun because of Zhanqing's reasons, but now it was Yang Yiyun who came to rescue her, so the minimum etiquette is still required.
Moreover, Hu Xian'er gradually discovered that Yang Yiyun and Zhan Qing's people did not have a feud between them as in the rumors, on the contrary, on the surface, the two of them looked down on each other, and one looked down on the other. Heroes cherish the feeling of heroes.
Therefore, this thank you to Yang Yiyun is sincere.
"You're welcome, just do as you please." Yang Yiyun didn't think much about it.
At this time Zhanqing people came over and said: "You are the one who helped Madman Yang, I didn't beg you, don't expect me to thank you." He said so, but Zhanqing people already admired Yang Yiyun in their hearts.
A stone puppet array almost killed him and Hu Xian'er, but under Yang Yiyun's dominance over everyone with a few words, he easily cracked it. At this time, Zhanqing people really believed that Yang Yiyun had two skills in the formation.
However, he is a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and he won't say anything if he is killed.
Yang Yiyun rolled Zhan Qingren's eyes and said, "You don't need to thank me. I have to pay for saving people. Last time you owed me 400 spars. This time, it's cheaper. Just give me 600 spars for saving you once." , add up to a total of 1,000 crystals, remember to go back and change them, otherwise I will go to Kunlun to ask for the bill, this time it will be considered a transaction, and I will not owe each other for the crystals, so your thank you is superfluous."
"You you want spar, shameless~" Zhanqing's face was black, this guy didn't open any pot, and said he owed debts in front of everyone, isn't that a slap in the face?
He owed four hundred crystals to others as the future master of Kunlun, and if it was spread, he would not be laughed to death?
No, this product has now added another 600, and owes a debt of 1,000 spar.
"You can't eat your face. Remember that you owe me a total of one thousand spars. Don't force me to go to Kunlun to collect the debt." After speaking, Yang Yiyun turned around and left.
Zhanqingren: "You"
"What are you? It's just a thousand crystals. For you, you can't afford it?"
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The two bickered as they walked, and the others followed behind with suppressed smiles. They still had to move forward and cross the Black Stone Forest in the second district.
After breaking the formation this time, although everyone was talking about what they were saying, they went their separate ways, and they had already agreed in their hearts that Yang Yiyun would take the captain, because in the Black Stone Forest where the formation was everywhere, Yang Yiyun was really needed to take everyone's place. go out.
There is no way that other people don't understand the formation.
Now there is only one more difference. The little monk Fan has not returned to his position. How many people don't know where he is now? Could it be that he was also trapped in some kind of formation like Zhan Qingren and Hu Xian'er.
However, everyone has a map to move forward in their hands. As long as the general direction is good, the little monk will definitely be found.
The entire Black Stone Forest can't be seen at a glance, and no one knows how big the Black Stone Forest is.
I can only patiently walk along the route on the map, and there is a formation, and everyone can't walk fast.
Follow Yang Yiyun's pace and move forward a little bit.
After walking for nearly an hour, I was still in the Black Stone Forest, as if I had entered a maze and couldn't get out.
But Yang Yiyun knew that this was not a maze, but that the Black Stone Forest was too big.
At a certain moment, the sound of fighting was suddenly heard in the ears of several people.
There are only two possibilities for the sound of fighting to appear here.
First, it was the same as what Hu Xian'er from Zhanqing encountered, someone was trapped in the formation.
The second is fighting between people. The only ones who can fight here are young monks. Fan met the old lama and Ding Changfeng and the others.
No matter which one it is, Yang Yiyun and the others need to go and see it.
After walking a hundred meters forward, they saw the source of the fighting.
It's really very good that the young monk and the old lama met.
At this time, the young monk Liao Fan was fighting with the old lama.
It's like a fateful showdown between the two.
As for Ding Changfeng and the others attacking them, there were about 30 people in total. What happened to these people at this time made Yang Yiyun and others' eyes widen.
Among these people, apart from Ding Changfeng, the old lama, and the young monk Liaofan, who are powerful in cultivation, the others are actually fighting each other, and everyone has a hideous look on their faces.
Seeing this scene in Yang Yiyun's eyes, he suddenly understood that they must have touched some kind of phantom formation, and the only few people who were not greatly affected were a few people.
In Yang Yiyun's eyes, the phantom god here is the phantom formation that can affect the mind. This kind of formation can often arouse all kinds of desires deep in people's hearts. If it is a phantom formation with killing intent, as long as there is a person standing in front You can imagine the other party as an enemy.
"Haha, this is really interesting." Zhanqing said with a smile.
"Shall we go and help the little monk?" Mei Shiying looked at Yang Yiyun and asked.
"Don't worry, judging by the little monk's appearance, he is not at a disadvantage for the time being. He is just at a disadvantage. If I read correctly, this is a phantom killing formation, and once he enters it, everyone will be affected." Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes and said.
In my heart, Yang Yiyun was right, but he was thinking about how to get the little monk out, and then trap all the old lamas in it, so that they would be trapped in their own inner illusion. It is best not to come out.
However, this is a bit unlikely. To save the little monk, you must break the formation, which is also equivalent to saving people like the old lama.
Looking at the situation in the field, the fight between the old lama and the young monk, it seems that the two of them are still thinking clearly, but their eyes are red. Influence.
The sound of fighting was loud, but they themselves killed a lot of each other.
Ding Changfeng and a few other people saw the disciples fighting each other, and tried to stop them one by one, but to no avail, they were chased and killed by their own people instead.
It's impossible to kill yourself, right?
One by one is a bit of a mouse-hunter.
Yang Yiyun looked around and found that there was no way to get in the little monk and get out, and at the same time trap other people, sighing in his heart: "Forget it, let you live a little longer."
Since there is no good way, let's save people.
Although the little monk Liao Fan was too arrogant to listen to his command, Yang Yiyun believed that he would still give him face if he saved him once. In this way, the next road will be easy for everyone to unite.
Looking at the layout of the stone forest in the field, Yang Yiyun found that the eye of the formation was on a huge rock where the little monk Fan and the old lama Barda were. Can enter the battle to save lives.
Looking at Zhan Qingren, he said: "Zhan Yaoxie uses your broken mirror to destroy the stone behind the little monk, and the illusion will break down by itself."
"What the hell is this Kunlun treasure called Kunlun mirror, not a broken mirror?" Zhanqing was furious.
"Okay, okay, Kunlun mirror, Kunlun mirror, quickly use your treasured Kunlun mirror." Yang Yiyun rolled his eyes and said.
"Why me?" Zhanqing asked nonchalantly.
"Only your broken well, the Kunlun mirror has a long-range attack effect." Yang Yiyun took it for granted, more than ten meters away, in fact, his star picker can also do it, but even if Zhanqing people contribute, they also try Let's see if this guy will listen to his command now.
"Huh~" Zhanqing snorted coldly, although he was not happy, he still took out the Kunlun mirror and urged the stone that Zhenyuan Yang Yiyun said to shine on it.
The Zhanqing people knew in their hearts that Yang Yiyun was just testing whether he would obey the command. In fact, any of the five of them could destroy the stone at a distance of more than ten meters.
Yang Yiyun asked himself to act, it was a kind of temptation, and he was very upset, but he also knew that Yang Yiyun had his own uniqueness in the way of formation, and they really needed to listen to him if they wanted to pass through the Black Stone Forest smoothly.
So the people of Zhanqing did so.
"Boom~"
Zhanqing people's Kunlun mirror shone in the past, and the stone where the eyes of the phantom formations were suddenly shattered.
The corners of Yang Yiyun's mouth raised slightly, and he also smiled in his heart. The people of Zhanqing told himself with actions that from now on, he would obey his command
In the arena, after the Zhanqing people shattered the phantom eye stones, the people in it woke up one by one, only to realize that they were fighting each other and the four stopped one after another.
Similarly, they all found out that Yang Yiyun and the others appeared. They couldn't see Yang Yiyun and the other five in the illusion before, but once the illusion was broken, they saw Yang Yiyun and the others.
The little monk Liao Fan was overjoyed when he saw Yang Yiyun and the others coming, and the old lama Barda's expression changed: "Withdraw~"
Now seeing Yang Yiyun's old man has a shadow in his heart, he doesn't dare to confront Yang Yiyun head-on.
"Do you want to chase it?" Zhanqing asked squinting.
"Go and chase~" Yang Yiyun didn't plan to chase, because he was in the Black Stone Forest, and if he didn't keep it neatly, he would disturb the formation, and the gain would outweigh the loss.
"Don't chase and pull down." Zhanqing muttered.
At this time, the little monk Xiaofan came over and said: "Amitabha, thank you brother Zhan for saving me."
"Don't thank me, it's Yang Crazy Demon's credit, without him the phantom formation cannot be broken." Zhan Qingren said to little monk Fan.
At this time, the little monk Liao Fan's eyes flashed a gleam, and he thanked Yang Yiyun.
However, Yang Yiyun's eyes were fixed on a string of Buddhist beads in the little monk's hand, and he said in a daze, "Can I have a look at the Buddhist beads in your hand?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)Lao Lao, without him, the phantom formation cannot be broken. " Zhanqing said to little monk Fan.
At this time, the little monk Liao Fan's eyes flashed a gleam, and he thanked Yang Yiyun.
However, Yang Yiyun's eyes were fixed on the string of Buddhist beads in the little monk's hand, and he said in a daze, "Can I have a look at the Buddhist beads in your hand?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com