Chapter 624

"what on earth is it?"

When I saw that mountain was uprooted, swept up by the boundless wind, and the lord of darkness commanded all the messengers, I felt unimaginable. I was shocked, angry and surprised. I really didn't expect such an accident to happen suddenly...

Damn, we've been guarding here for a long time, waiting for you to enter the urn, but you want to move the mountain away?

In great shock, they flew towards them in a hurry, one by one figures were like dragons, their magic power surged up into the sky, and they swept away in a mighty way, wanting to leave this mountain behind.

What he was looking at was the white-faced young man in sackcloth!

At this time, he also put away his smirk, and said coldly: "It turns out that there are also experts in Zhongzhou Tianjiao!"

While speaking, he stretched his body and flew straight to the top of the big mountain. With his sleeves stretched out, dozens of formation flags flew in all directions. Those formation flags were all skeleton flags with terrifying skulls and ghost heads tattooed on them.

Suddenly, the surrounding wind stopped, and it seemed that something was strangling the wind's neck.

The next moment, from thousands of miles away, shadows of remnants of the formation flew over, like spirits, entangled on the dozens of formation flags, and then through the formation flags, blessed to the mountain flying in mid-air under his feet!

Boom!

There was a sneer on his face, and he stepped on the mountain hard with his feet.

The gunpowder smoke was billowing, the smoke filled the air, and flags were flying around the man in sackcloth, making him look mysterious and imposing!

The voice was somewhat sneering: "So there are still people in this world who know the way of the ancient formation. Could it be that they were cultivated by the old men of Yilou? Hehe, I want to use the power of the remnant dragon trace to deter this three-inch spiritual mountain and reverse the situation. I have to say that you are not weak to be able to do this, but unfortunately, with this seat here, you want to deter the three-inch spiritual mountain, that is wishful thinking..."

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"What happened?"

At this time, 30,000 miles away, Fang Yuan was standing on the top of the peak, triggering changes in the world. He could see that this wave of momentum had reached its peak, but suddenly, as if pulled by some invisible force, the tumbling formation around Fang Yuan, like a dragon's shadow, was suddenly pulled straight, as if the other end was pulled by someone, and the momentum immediately froze.

The cultivators below, even if they didn't understand the reason behind it, knew that something must have happened, so they cried out in a hurry.

"Your servant of the Darkness Messenger, there is indeed someone who understands the dragon trail..."

Fang Yuan's eyes were fixed, and his face became much darker.

As early as when he was taking measurements, he sensed the remnants of the dragon traces around him, and there were traces of hands and feet being tampered with. At that time, he realized that under the command of the Lord of Darkness, there might also be masters who knew how to use the remnants of dragon traces.

Under the Lord of Darkness, there are really a lot of talents.

I had the opportunity to pass on the Dharma from the old turtle by chance, and I first got involved in the Immemorial Formation, how did that person learn it?

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"You can only succeed, you cannot lose!"

Just concentrating for a moment, Fang Yuan's eyes turned cold: "Since some of you also understand the way of the ancient formation, let's compete!"

As soon as he gritted his steel teeth, the speed of the three hundred and sixty mysterious wood and purple jade chips around him was greatly increased, and his spiritual consciousness was already destroyed to the extreme. He pinched his left hand quickly, while his right hand kept writing in the air, as if using the heaven and the earth as a book, and wrote down endless mysteries.

Daodao's new remnant formations were all pulled over by him and joined the surrounding formations.

And as more and more remnants of the formation were pulled over, the large formation that had just become a little stagnant was also functioning again!

"Three-inch Lingshan, come here!"

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"Is the power of derivation so strong?"

Thirty thousand miles away, on the other side, a young man in sackcloth and white face stood on a big mountain, surrounded by flags flying, stepped on the big mountain in place, with a somewhat smug smile on his face, but suddenly felt that the surrounding wind was blowing again, and its strength was getting stronger and stronger.

His complexion couldn't help but also changed, and he subconsciously felt a little jealous of the man who cast the spell thousands of miles away!

He knew how the other party did all of this, so his heart was even heavier. The other party was able to attract so many remnants of dragon traces and move this mountain, which was already beyond his expectations. But when he had already fixed the mountain, he was able to continue to attract more remnants of the formation to forcefully frighten the mountain away. The power of derivation seemed a bit terrifying...

"Is it the Ban surnamed Array Master who claims to be the number one person in the Array Dao, or the leader of the Six Paths?"

His face was slightly condensed, his eyes narrowed, and then he shook his arms again, and dozens of formation flags flew out.

There are a total of 108 roads before and after, and they are once again surrounded by the mountains!

Then there was a sneer on his face: "It's a bit of a skill to be able to deduce it to this level, but it's a pity that you are the main attacker and I am the main defender. You set up an amazing formation and want to tear away the Three Inches Spirit Mountain, but I only need to destroy your formation to leave it where it is. I have taken advantage of it. You need to put in ten times more effort than me. I want to see if your power of derivation is really endless..."

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boom! boom! boom!

Thirty thousand li apart, Fang Yuan and the white-faced man in sackcloth had a fight.

It's hard to describe the mystery of this battle between formations and Dao, both of them are competing for the power of heaven and earth in the dragon's trail, and they will not give up.

It's not supernatural powers, but it's even more mysterious!

Both sides don't know who the other is, but due to the changes in the world, they feel all the actions of the other in their hearts!

Fang Yuan knew that he could only win, not lose. At this time, he was stepping on his feet and hunting in the green robe, which destroyed his spiritual consciousness to the extreme.

Counting chips are flying around, like a posse of brocade flowers.

At this point, he just wanted to fight for more dragon traces. Under such circumstances, the results of his ten years of hard training in the snowy field were finally revealed. His spiritual consciousness was surprisingly powerful, as if it had no end, and kept rising...

That kind of power is simply beyond the comprehension of Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even in such an obviously unfavorable situation, he kept pulling the remnants of the dragon traces around him and merged them into the big formation around him. As more and more remnants of the dragon traces were attracted by him, he actually gained the upper hand...

And 30,000 miles away, the white-faced man in sackcloth had turned pale.

He tried his best to destroy the one hundred and eight formation flags, but watched the big mountain shaking non-stop.

He couldn't imagine it, and roared in his heart: "Impossible, how can someone's deduction power be so perverted, so terrifying..."

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"Crack", "crack", "crack"...

But just when Fang Yuan had destroyed the Xuanmu purple jade chip to the extreme, and seized the upper hand in this fight bit by bit, the winning ticket was in sight, and the surrounding dragon trails and remnants were completely tense, but suddenly a series of crisp sounds were heard, and the surrounding area suddenly fell into chaos!

"What?"

Fang Yuan's face changed slightly, and he looked intently.

Then he saw that beside him, several counting chips were disconnected from the middle and fell to the ground one after another.

His face immediately became much uglier, and he did not expect this accident to happen.

This mysterious wood purple jade chip is actually a very good quality thing in the chips, which can carry a strong spiritual sense, but now I have destroyed it too much, and the spiritual consciousness blessed on these chips is too heavy, so that these chips exceeded the carrying limit, and finally several bursts broke, and this made the other chips bear even greater pressure...

clap clap clap clap...

A series of explosions sounded, and the calculation chips around exploded quickly.

Fang Yuan's complexion became horribly dark, while the cultivators below the valley were suddenly shocked to the extreme.

Especially Ban Feiyuan, hastily took out a copper and wooden box, which contained his own gold carving chip. He saw what was wrong with Fang Yuan and wanted to lend him his calculation chip, but he also knew in his heart that his gold carving chip was not much better than the black wood purple jade chip Fang Yuan used, and he might not be able to withstand his spiritual sense...

"Is it going to fall short?"

Ban Feiyuan's eyes were about to burst into flames: "It's not because of the battle, but because of the calculation?"

Without calculations, Fang Yuan's derivation speed will be greatly reduced, and Fang Yuan will lose the upper hand after finally gaining the upper hand.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

And 30,000 miles away, the young man in hemp clothes suddenly laughed: "So you are nothing more than that!"

He didn't know what happened to his opponent, but he just sensed the strands of the opponent's continuously increasing power, and suddenly stopped the upward trend, and he was overjoyed. He thought that the opponent had reached the limit, and his panicked heart calmed down.

"After all, I still want you to wait in my urn..."

He shouted in a low voice, destroyed one hundred and eight formation flags, and the surrounding formation surged, and he wanted to completely block the other formation forces!

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, quickly use Sansheng..."

But at this moment, Fang Yuan, who was 30,000 miles away, was surrounded by black wood and purple jade chips falling to the ground in pieces, and his deduction was about to stop completely. It seemed that the situation was over. In the valley, all the cultivators were panic-stricken, but Luo Feiling suddenly thought of something, and reminded him loudly, and before she could finish speaking, Fang Yuan suddenly thought of it.

"Clatter..."

He suddenly pulled something out of the Qiankun bag and spread it out in the air.

When the thing was torn apart, it turned out to be a bamboo scroll, the color was emerald green and elegant, like jade, hiding the light.

That was the scroll of all spirits that the old turtle guided him to find. This scroll records the ancient formation, and its material is the third-growing bamboo among the top ten gods. It has been soaked in seawater for countless tens of thousands of years, and it is still green as new without any change...

Fang Yuan slapped the bamboo slips with one palm, and the bamboo slips immediately fell apart.

Driven by Fang Yuan's divine sense, more than a hundred bamboo slips replaced the Xuanmu purple jade chip and spun rapidly.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Junior Sister Luo is really smart, how can there be anything more suitable for counting than the Sansheng Bamboo Slips?"