Four Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Battle Array Prestige (3)

The demon cultivator in black, shaking his feather fan, wearing a Ge scarf on his head, is chic and calm, standing indifferently, seeing the chain formation of Qingyun in front of him, and said softly: "Whole the universe, clear the world, how can you teach fish and dragons to mess around. ~Small, .. o Dezhi Ye, Feather Fan Lun Towel, if you don’t practice long distances, it will be difficult to enter this battle..."

Beside him, Bai Liang frowned slightly, as if he was dazed by the sour aura of this monk, and did not speak, but another Foundation Establishment Dzogchen demon said with a smile: "Brother Zhang Liang, is this formation easy to break? "

Yang Zhangliang shook his feather fan lightly, smiled and said nothing, after a while, the white feather fan pointed forward, and said leisurely: "Brother Lei, don't worry, while talking and laughing, a small burst of ashes will disappear..."

This Yang Zhangliang is said to have some origins. According to legend, the ancestor is an ancient Han Wen Chenghou, with the word Zifang, who claims to be able to: "In the curtain of the husband's strategy, the decisive victory is better than thousands of miles away", which is amazing.

The inheritance of Yangzhang Liangzheng Dao was passed down from distant ancestors, and he has his own way. He is confident that he can surpass the foundation-building monks below the Great Formation Master.

Brother Lei was overjoyed when he heard the words, he laughed and said: "I knew that guy Bowen would set up formations, hahaha, now that Brother Zhang Liang is here, he is better at formations, let's see what he can rely on, Zhang Liang Brother, just tell us what we need to do."

There was also a slight smile on Bai Liang's face. This Yang Zhangliang is sour, but his formation skills are really amazing. A senior second-level formation mage, who has been immersed in formations for many years, can be said to be the best foundation-building cultivator of the Five Elements Demon Sect , let him crack the array of blog posts, it should really be easy to catch.

At this time, Yang Zhangliang looked to the opposite side, only to see that the smoke was locked in the air, the formation was continuous, and the murderous intention was hidden. There is heaven and earth inside. Feel it too. The opponent's formation skills are quite high.

Yang Zhangliang had dabbled in arrays, arrays, and several arrays, but he couldn't help him. The only thing that made him a little confused was that in this array, the set There are two second-level formations and one first-level formation. The formation techniques of these three formations are a bit rough, and slightly different from the overall situation. However, these three formations should have no special effects, and should not be able to prevent oneself from breaking the formation.

Yang Zhangliang was not surprised when he saw that Lie Xin was happy. After thinking about it for a while, he already had a plan to break the formation.

The white feather fan shook gently, Yang Zhangliang did his part. Begin to give orders: "One hundred Taoist friends, Xun. Southeast; Forty Taoist friends, Dui, Zhengxi; Hundred and twenty Taoist friends, Gen, northeast..."

Lei Peng nodded to signal that hundreds of well-trained monks quickly arrived in place according to the direction pointed by the white feather fan, ready to go.

Yang Zhangliang waited for the monks to stand still, shaking the feather fan lightly, with a smile on his face, he arched his hands at the resident of Qingyunmen, and said loudly: "Brother Bowen, please."

When Bowen saw the movement of the demon cultivator on the opposite side, he sighed in his heart, and sighed secretly. This time, the formation he set up may be difficult to defeat the opponent. Although it was the first time meeting the cultivator on the opposite side, his name, Bowen has heard about it for a long time, but at this time, even if the formation is about to be broken by the opponent, the momentum cannot be weakened. Bowen calmly said, "Brother Zhang Liang, please."

The demon cultivators got ready and waited for orders, but they were not in a hurry. Yang Zhangliang swayed his feather fan lightly, and said calmly: "Brother Bowen is really a good method. , Dragon Flying Formation, Tiger Wing Formation, Bird Soaring Formation, Snake Coil Formation...the eight formations are connected together, followed by the "Eight Formations of Yunyan Official Style", and they are interlocking, looking at each other from head to tail, admiring admiration."

There was a wry smile on Bo Wen's face, but he also said loudly: "Brother Zhang Liang has really good eyesight, I think it won't last long, Brother Zhang Liang, please."

After finishing speaking, Bowen showed a look of helplessness to Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie beside him, and said apologetically, "Senior Sister Song, Senior Brother Liang, this Yang Zhangliang has been famous for a long time, and his attainment in formation is even higher than that in Bowen. I am afraid this formation will not last long. You have to prepare early, there may be a fierce battle later."

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie looked stern, and nodded slowly to express their understanding, especially Song Xiaoli, a series of preparation orders were passed down, making the monks of Qingyunmen teams prepare for battle.

There are a large number of demon cultivators, but they are far more than Qingyunmen's side, and it is really a fierce battle.

After arranging the preparations for the war, Song Xiaoli couldn't help looking at a mountain, thinking in her heart that she hoped that Junior Brother Sun would be smart and able to protect himself. Now that the war is imminent and imminent, Song Xiaoli may find it difficult to distract herself from taking care of Sun Hao.

Come to think of it, this Junior Brother Sun is also very cautious and even timid. At this moment, he is honestly hiding in his own formation, thinking that he will not participate in the battle until the last moment.

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After Yang Zhangliang had a brief conversation with Bowen, he laughed loudly and said loudly: "Stand upright in all directions, Hugh, Sheng, Hurt, and Du, the four doors can be attacked, the true essence can restrain them, listen to my orders, drink..."

Following his "drink" order, the demon cultivators in these four directions all released their true energy and attacked the four nodes.

Bowen's face was serious.

Yang Zhangliang, such a profound attainment of the formation, such a blow, both the point of attack and the total amount of true energy attacked, are just right, I am afraid that with just this blow, most of his formation will be broken.

A trace of cold sweat involuntarily rolled on Bowen's forehead.

To be honest, there is nothing more uncomfortable than being beaten by someone in the field you are good at.

At this time, Bowen felt a deep apology in his heart. He had known about the apology to his comrades from the Qingyun Sect. If he had known this, it would have been better to let his fellows from the Qingyun Sect avoid the battlefield early, so that he would not be surrounded by the demon cultivators like this.

The blog post can even feel the deep disappointment that comrades feel for themselves when the formation is broken.

I have failed the expectations of my comrades!

However, one of the formations is the most important word of attainment, and when attainment is reached, one can naturally be superior in skills.

Now, what can I say if I am inferior to the other party?

Bowen closed his eyes unwillingly.

In the invisible formation, at the moment when the demon cultivators launched an attack, Sun Hao opened his eyes suddenly, with a faint smile on his face, flicked his finger, and shot a spirit stone into his own formation.

When the spirit stone went down, the formation that Sun Hao was in suddenly changed, and under the traction of the breath, the three formations deployed by Sun Hao were immediately connected into one. It has been integrated into the array laid out by Bowen.

At this time, Bowen closed his eyes tightly, but he didn't notice this abnormality.

Outside the formation, the demon cultivators' attacks all landed on Bowen's formation, and when the formation vibrated, there were slight ripples.

Immediately, Moxiu's powerful true essence entered the formation, producing a huge destructive force, like a mirror being hit by a huge stone, and Bowen's formation was about to be broken in an instant.

Yang Zhangliang had a smile on his face, and he was sure of winning.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there seemed to be a faint light flashing in the formation. Although the light was weak, it seemed to be a life-saving straw. The formation oscillated slightly, but immediately returned to calm.

How is this going?

As soon as the white feather fan stopped, Yang Zhangliang looked forward suspiciously, puzzled, it shouldn't be like this!

The correct reaction should be on my own side. After the attack, the formation was broken in response, and most of it was broken. However, why there is no sign of being broken at all.

Taking a closer look, the white feather fan swayed violently, Yang Zhangliang turned pale with shock, and yelled loudly, "Dui, Zhengxi, Forty Fellow Daoists, retreat quickly, it's dangerous..."

Before the words fell, most of the forty demon cultivators hadn't reacted yet. The large formation that had just been attacked by the demon cultivators slammed outward, as if bouncing back the true essence that the demon cultivators had just injected. The surge of real energy came out.

Yang Zhangliang staggered, saying something bad in his heart.

The forty demon cultivators were already in mourning and mourning. Most of the demon cultivators were directly hit by the surging true essence, and before they had time to react, they turned into bursts of light, and were instantly killed by the huge true essence.

Forty demon cultivators backed away in horror. In the end, only a dozen or so people retreated to a safe distance, looking forward with horror on their faces. The power of this formation is too terrifying.

The Demon Cultivator camp all lost their voices and remained silent like cicadas.

Bai Liang shrank his eyes, and Lei Peng shrank his eyes too, looking at Yang Zhangliang.

Yang Zhangliang thought that he almost fell down just now, and there was a messy Gejin, but there was no leisurely smile on his face, and he said sharply: "Bowen, what a ruthless method, what a high attainment in the array, Zhang Liangshou taught."

Inside Qingyunmen's residence, there were bursts of cheers, and the monks couldn't help but applauded loudly.

Bowen closed his eyes, feeling miserable in his heart, but an accident happened.

In the image, the sighs that would be heard from the side of his own camp did not sound, but instead, bursts of cheers were deafening.

Bowen immediately opened his eyes, just in time to see the scene where more than 20 demon cultivators were directly wiped out by the rebound attack of the large formation. Why?

Bowen's heart was full of doubts, and there was also a little bit of puzzlement in his eyes.

I know my own affairs, and I also know what my formation ability will be. Why can, why is there such a magical change?

A look of surprise flashed across Liang Dingjie's eyes, and he cupped his hands and said to Bo Wen: "Brother Bo, good job."

Song Xiaoli also smiled, and said crisply: "Brother Bowen is really good at it!"

Cold sweat broke out on Bowen's forehead, and he really wanted to say that I don't know why this happened. Just now, he closed his eyes for a while, and he really didn't understand what was going on. However, this is not the time to explain. , had no choice but to make mistakes, and said vaguely: "It's a fluke, it's just a fluke..."

At this time, from the opposite side, Yang Zhangliang sternly shouted: "Bowen, what a ruthless method, what a high attainment in formation, Zhang Liang has been taught."

Bowen bit the bullet and continued to make mistakes: "It's a fluke, it's a fluke."

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On the opposite side, Yang Zhangliang couldn't help shaking his white feather fan vigorously, his face turned blue, he stared fiercely at the formation in front of him, after a while, a faint smile appeared on his face again, the white feather fan lightly shook again, and made a loud sound again Said: "Bowen, you are really insidious, almost