Xiang Que used a large formation to trap Hanba in the depression at the bottom of the lake. This formation is called the Three Mirrors Locking the Throat and Bagua Formation. It was created by Zhuge Wuhou back then. There is no way out of the rampage from heaven to earth.
It's just that this formation has been incomplete until now, and has lost most of its magical effects. It can only trap people for a period of time, and it can barely seal the eight doors, but it is barely enough for Xiang Que. It's used, because the Hanba doesn't have the ability to soar into the sky other than burrowing into the ground.
Han Yan looked at Xiang Que, who was only a short distance away from him, and was annoyed. The distance seemed to be within reach, but there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two of them. No matter what he did, it would not be enough anyway. When it came to Xiang Que, Han Yan gradually became a little bit crazy, and kept hitting the barrier of the formation with his body.
"Although the battle is not complete, if you, a bastard, just want to use your body to forcibly rush away, it is definitely delusional." Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "Try harder?"
"Roar!" Hearing Xiang Que's words, Han Yan became angry from embarrassment, and suddenly he took a few steps back, his figure suddenly disappeared from Xiang Que's sight, and he burrowed towards the ground.
"Bang" there was a muffled sound under the ground, and Han Yan was pushed back abruptly.
But the monster is very instinctive. It failed to make a collision once, and then rushed towards the ground again, and returned without success several times in a row.
At this time, there was a slight "click" sound in front of the missing foot, and a crack appeared on the mirror surface and traversed the entire mirror.
Xiang Que frowned slightly, took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on the mirror, at the same time, Han Yan seemed to have noticed this slight change, a bloodthirsty smell appeared on his ferocious face, and he turned even more crazily crashed to the ground.
This is the weakest side of the Three Mirror Throat Locking Eight Diagrams Array. The flying sky cannot be blocked, and the second is that the effect of escaping the ground is much worse. Locking the four sides is the strongest.
"click"
"click"
Two consecutive mirror shattering sounds came at the same time, and cracks appeared on the other two mirrors one after another.
"The intelligence of this beast is almost psychic." Xiang Que hurriedly ran to the other two mirrors, and attached the talisman papers to them one by one to seal them firmly.
Hanba can become a legend in the myth, it is definitely not because of the reason made up by people, it is true that in a certain era or someone confronted Hanba head-to-head, and this is the name of the ancestor of the four zombies, then this is One thing must have become a reality, Hanba is definitely not something to talk about on paper, and Xiang Que can't bear it easily if he is in a hurry.
To be honest, if he didn't have yin, even if he wanted to help, he would be powerless, and he would have to put himself here.
After a long time, the force of the Hanba's impact did not decrease due to the passage of time, and the impact continued at a high speed and force, and there were as many as three talisman papers on the three mirrors.
"There is not enough time." Xiang Que looked up at the sky, and it was early morning, which was far behind the time he expected.
"Puff" Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed his own blood on the three mirrors one by one, pinched his hands and chanted mantras in order to stabilize the operation of the large formation, so that the Han Ba ??could not rush out.
This ghost thing has become a spirit, once it is about to get out, it will be too difficult to trap it.
"click"
"click"
"click"
Xiang Que is still insisting on this, but the Hummer is as if it has been eaten, it is very strong, and it has a great endurance of charging for five minutes and talking for two hours, but it can't put out the fire.
"Grass" Xiang Que was a little anxious, and if he went on like this, he would definitely not be able to hold on to the time he needed.
"Shua" Xiang Que stepped into the formation, held the magic whip and hooked his fingers at Han Yan.
"Roar" Seeing Xiang Que rushing in, Han Yan's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he simply stopped attacking the formation, but rushed towards Xiang Que, and at this time, Xiang Que was swallowed alive in its eyes. It is more urgent than getting out of trouble yourself.
"Pfft" Xiang Que raised his whip and slammed the stick on Han Ba's body, but Han Ba, who was like a copper-skinned iron bone, didn't suffer much damage at all. After shaking his body a little, he stretched out his hands and ran towards Que Caught it.
"à§" Xiang Que retreated straight away, one blow didn't work, and he fled away quickly.
When he entered the big formation, he was only thinking about fighting, and he didn't think about fighting Hanba head-on, because even if he wanted to fight, he couldn't fight at all. This guy's body and bones are like the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple, extremely tough hard.
All Xiang Que had to do was delay the time until he needed it.
At this time, in the dry depression, one person and one monster were in a state of frantically fleeing and intercepting. Xiang Que ran wildly and Han Yan chased after him, and Xiang Que didn't touch it at all.
As time passed, the colorful rooster tied next to the Passat had stood up.
At this time, Xiang Que's physical strength has been in a state of rapid decline during the nearly two hours of running, but the Hanba behind seems to be tireless, and his speed has never slowed down.
"Roar" Han Yan seemed to realize that Xiang Que was a little tired of coping, so he suddenly increased his speed, and the dark paw ran towards Xiang Que's back and grabbed it.
"Stab!" Xiang Que felt a sharp pain coming from his back, and the five finger prints were all exposed, and a stream of black blood suddenly appeared on the wound, and he suddenly noticed a faint movement in his head. Dizzy, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Grass" Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, rushed towards the edge of the formation with a strong body, and then quickly escaped from Hanba's pursuit range.
"Putong" Xiang Que panted and fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe the back, and then looked again, the blood on his hand smelled very unpleasant.
"Bang" Han Yan chased after Xiang Que, and immediately bumped into the blocked formation and was bounced back abruptly.
Xiang Que stabilized for a while, and looked anxiously at the colorful rooster next to the Passat.
"boom"
"boom"
"boom"
Seeing that he couldn't catch up with Xiang Que, Han Yan suddenly slammed into the ground again, trying to force his way out.
"Crack, click, click" After the three mirrors shattered three times in a row, the talisman paper attached to the mirrors was instantly bounced up and shattered into several pieces.
The three-mirror lock-throat gossip array was broken.
"Roar" Han Yan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and rushed towards Xiang Que ferociously.
But at the same time.
"Giggle" The colorful rooster raised its neck and crowed.
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