Although Chun Wushuang looks like a delicate woman, she is quite vigorous and resolute in her actions. After talking about the changes of the Xuanming Soul Killing Formation, she divided everyone into fourteen groups, of which twelve groups The task was to break through the twelve flag gates of the Xuanming Soul Killing Array, and the other two groups were led by her and Dong Haoran respectively. The two groups of them gathered the strongest strength among the foundation-building monks in order to break through the formation of the Xuanming Soul-killing Formation. As long as the formation eye is broken, more than half of the Xuanming Soul-killing Formation will be broken. Even if some power remains, it will not cause much harm to everyone.
Fang Ling was not divided into these two groups, but because Chun Wushuang valued him, he was asked to lead ten foundation-building disciples to break open the flag gate in the southwest.
The sinister wind of the Xuanming Soul Killing Formation is getting stronger and stronger, and the body-protecting magic weapons of many foundation-building disciples are consuming their spiritual energy faster and faster under this sinister wind. According to Chun Wushuang, when the Xuan Ming Soul Killing Formation is fully deployed, there are thousands of ghost heads, each with the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and only 10% of their group can escape from the formation. The only and best way is to break the formation before it is fully deployed.
"Sister, is it a little inappropriate to let Fang Ling lead us? Why not let Senior Brother Chen lead us!" A female foundation-building monk with big eyes and an oval face suggested loudly to Chun Wushuang.
As soon as the woman's words came out, many eyes turned towards Fang Ling. Fang Ling ignored these looks. To be honest, he was eager to give up his position as team leader. Although he has already felt the power of the Xuanming Soul-killing Array, there is a magic weapon. Coupled with several powerful methods at hand, it is necessary to escape from the Xuanming Soul Killing Formation. Fang Ling felt quite confident. If he were not the team leader, not only would his target be smaller, but the chance of sneaking away would also be higher. At this time, the woman suggested that someone else take over his role as the team leader, and he really felt like he was wishing for it. He had a sullen face and said nothing, as if he didn't care.
Unexpectedly, Chun Wushuang waved his hand. He said decisively: "Junior Sister Ji, you should have seen what Junior Brother Fang did just now. I think he is enough to serve as your team leader."
"Senior Sister, Fang Ling won against Senior Brother Luo entirely by relying on his poisonous insects. Now many of his poisonous insects cannot be used, and you just said it. This Xuanming Soul Killing Array has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness. The effect of the magic weapon has been reduced by half, let alone those poisonous insects!" The woman said this, and then said: "The younger sister is not worried about her own safety, but mainly because she is afraid of failing to break the flag gate and delaying the important matter."
As soon as she said these words. Many people greeted him, and Ning Quan also whispered to Chun Wushuang: "Senior Sister, what Junior Sister Ji said is quite reasonable. I think this matter should be discussed in the long term."
As the second-ranked core disciple in Spring Rain Valley, Ning Quanze¡¯s words are much more weighty and powerful than that of Junior Sister Ji. For a while. More distrustful eyes were cast on Fang Ling.
Even Guo Zhenying hesitated for a moment and was about to speak. But I heard Chun Wushuang say in a deep voice: "Time is urgent now. If you trust Wushuang, just follow Wushuang's arrangements. If you don't trust me, then please choose Gao Ming."
Many people present regarded Chun Wushuang as their backbone. After hearing what she said, the discussion immediately became quieter. Guo Zhenying glanced at Dong Haoran, and heard Dong Haoran's words in his ears: "It doesn't matter if one of the Twelve Flags Gate is broken, just follow the arrangements of Junior Sister Wushuang!"
The billowing wind is getting thicker and thicker. One-third of the ghost heads, which are as big as millstones, have solidified. There are also many yin fires mixed in the wind, attacking towards everyone.
"Let's go!" After the other teams walked towards the formation according to their directions, Fang Ling waved his hand and said in a deep voice.
In Fang Ling¡¯s team, in addition to Junior Sister Ji, there are nine foundation-building monks, three women and six men, all disciples from the four major sects. Among these people, there was another acquaintance of Fang Ling: the Golden Crow Law of Jiulian Sect.
Jin Wulu was still looking the same. He looked at Fang Ling who was walking in front, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and then followed him. When he saw Fang Ling just after the game today, he was shocked. Now, he was classified as Fang Ling's subordinate, and he felt very uncomfortable. After all, a year ago, he was still able to dominate Fang Ling's future, but now, Fang Ling is already standing above him.
"Explosion", with a low shout, a disciple of the Nine Lotus Sect suddenly threw a fiery red jade talisman into the void. At the moment when the jade talisman was broken, a fireball with a radius of three feet hit the oncoming skull hard. The skeleton breathing green phosphorus fire shrank in size the moment it collided with the fireball. And just when the skeletal figure was about to retreat, a disciple of the Nine Lotus Sect next to him raised a flying sword and quickly?The skeleton was chopped into four pieces.
"Bang!" The skeleton turned into dots of phosphorus in the firelight and fell into the void. The Nine Lotus Sect disciple who wielded the fireball then smiled and said to the disciple who wielded the flying sword: "Senior Brother Wang's Wind Chasing Sword Technique has improved a lot compared to before. To deal with these ghosts this time, it depends on you, Senior Brother." La!"
Senior Brother Wang put away his flying sword and said, "Brother, why are you so polite? This Xuanming Soul-killing Formation is extraordinary. Let's take care of each other."
"Senior Brother Wang is right." Jin Wulu stepped over and said loudly.
As the three of them talked, a small group had formed. The disciple from Lishan Palace hesitated for a moment, and then moved towards the three of them. The distance between the four of them and Fang Ling suddenly widened a lot.
And that junior sister Ji from Chunyu Valley is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. She rolled her eyes and didn't know what she said to the two disciples from Chunyu Valley and Qingyuan Sect behind her. The six of them got closer and closer.
Fang Ling, the team leader, seems to be alone.
Faced with this situation, Fang Ling pretended not to know. Since they were unwilling to follow him, he just dumped them. Fang Ling had two thoughts about breaking the formation. It would be best if he could break it; if he couldn't break it, he would go his own way first.
He pretended not to know and stepped forward. Jin Wulu saw it and felt a hint of schadenfreude in his heart. Although this Fang Ling has made a lot of progress in his cultivation, his behavior is far from good. Hey, no one is supporting him. Let's wait and see how you die.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Their team had just walked more than twenty steps when thousands of bone spears suddenly flew out of the void. Each of these long hairs is ten feet long. At the top of the spear, the shadowy phosphorus fire looks particularly eerie. With a thought, Fang Ling patted his storage bag gently and raised the Taiyi thick earth flag. A thick earth wall instantly blocked Fang Ling.
Jin Wulu and others who were following Fang Ling were also offering their magic weapons at this time. Jin Wulu and other four people fought back to back, each wielding a flying sword and setting up a light curtain within one foot of the four of them. As long as a bone spear approached, they would be instantly smashed to pieces.
"As for Junior Sister Ji and the other six people, Junior Sister Ji held out a small green umbrella and drew a light curtain half a foot long, shrouding the six people inside. As for the others, they activated their magic talismans and slashed at the bone spears quickly.
"Bang!" The moment a white bone spear approached Fang Ling, it was chopped into pieces by Fang Ling's thunderbolt volley sword. The moment Fang Ling withdrew the Thunderbolt Sky Sword, he frowned. The bone-white spear that he had just cut off was at least twice as powerful as the spear that first appeared. Although this doubled power is not a big problem for him, if the power of this bone spear continues to increase like this, then he will be buried in this Xuanming Soul Killing Formation.
With thoughts flashing in his mind, Fang Ling unfolded his consciousness again. While dealing with Xu Libing's interception, Fang Ling discovered that when his spiritual consciousness was activated to the extreme, countless light points would appear in his spiritual consciousness. These light points not only allowed him to deduce formations, but sometimes even allowed him to deduce formations. He controls the formation.
A mile away, a long flag as black as ink was fluttering in the wind. Under the flag, there was a black figure sitting cross-legged. Around the flag, countless skulls the size of millstones were flying around the long flag. Each time these skeletons rotated around the long flag, they would become a little clearer than before. Among the long banners, there is also a skeleton surrounded by purple flames, which is constantly flying. It looked like it was about to burst out of the flag! The moment Fang Ling's consciousness touched the skeleton, he felt that his mind was close, and a cold breath suddenly poured into his mind from the skeleton.
"Roar!" Fang Ling did not hesitate and directly used the tiger's roar to blast towards the cold aura. The man sitting cross-legged under the long flag suddenly stopped exercising. His eyes fell on the long flag and he said in surprise: "Why does the spirituality of this mother-child god skeleton seem to have decreased a lot? It shouldn't be right. !¡±
The man looked around carefully. After finding nothing, he immediately sat on the ground and continued to use the magic formula, leading the Yin Qi from all directions to quickly gather towards the long flag. At this time, Fang Ling also secretly screamed fiercely. Although he drove the cold air out of his heart, he also felt that a lot of energy had been consumed.
"Ah!" A voice full of horror suddenly rang out. Fang Ling turned around and saw Senior Brother Wang from the Nine Lotus Sect with a bone spear stuck in his chest. Opposite him, a fluttering gray shadow was looking up to the sky and laughing!
"Go to hell!" The other three members of the Nine Lotus Sect shouted angrily almost at the same time, waving three magic weapons and smashing them at the gray shadow. But the moment their magical weapons fell, the gray shadow had disappeared among the skeletons that kept flying out. As for Senior Brother Wang¡¯s identity,??, suddenly turned into a piece of powder.
Fang Ling sighed in his heart. Just when he was about to use his flying sword to kill several skeletons rushing towards him, his heart suddenly became cold!
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