Chapter 127 Green smoke comes from the ancestral tomb of Linggui Peak! Thunder Peak is in chaos! (3900 words)

Author: Yunzhong Palace

Chapter 127 Green smoke comes from the ancestral tomb of Linggui Peak! Thunder Peak is in chaos! (3900 words)

There are usually two ways to get rid of this formation.

First.

With strong strength, directly break the limitations of the formation.

Restore the space to its original state.

This is a direct pass!

second.

By gaining recognition of the formation and gaining control of the formation, you can be safe.

Just like the [Blood Soul Yin Evil Array], the Yin Evil King stood inside, nothing happened.

Why?

Because he is the master of the formation.

It is too difficult to seize control of the formation.

And once those big men in the out-of-body stage are alarmed, wouldn’t it be dangerous?

But if, just pretend.

I deceived the formation sensing.

After passing the message out, Wang Xiu thought that he could still give it a try!

...

Do it when you think about it.

Wang Xiu sat down directly, closed his eyes cross-legged.

Use the Demon Ten Thousand Transformations Art with all your strength.

This is the most serious time he has ever obtained this technique.

High-end games, you have to be careful!

He is now a small knot, and there are several out-of-body stages opposite him.

Moreover, although the Heavenly Demon Wanhua Art is said to be able to transform everything in the world.

But simulate the aura of the formation.

Wang Xiu had never tried it before and felt a little confused.

He let his mind go empty, his consciousness gradually became empty, and he used the Heavenly Demons' Ten Thousand Transformations Art to sense the space around him.

Perceive the properties and characteristics of the formations that are spread throughout it.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness continued to change, gradually adapting to the surrounding void.

The spiritual consciousness continues to rise.

Come to a high place.

Touch the formation barrier.

Buzz!

It feels like...can't be it?

Wang Xiu's eyes lit up.

A thought moves.

The spiritual consciousness continues to extend outward.

Puff!

Insert it!

Puff!

It's inserted again!

Two layers in a row were directly penetrated!

A sea of ​​clouds appeared in Wang Xiu's consciousness.

Originally, under the cover of the formation, Wang Xiu could not sense the situation outside.

But now...it's OK!

This method is feasible!

Wang Xiu was delighted and quickly found three incense sticks from the corner of the space ring!

ignite.

He bowed three times in the direction of the Three Qing Immortal Sect.

"Master, the fish has bitten the hook, it is very fat and big, there are still several, come quickly!"

Follow him to bow.

Blue smoke rose.

A wave that ordinary people could not perceive quickly fled towards the sky.

Wang Xiu is quick-eyed and quick-handed.

He quickly wrapped the wave with his spiritual sense.

Successfully helped him pass through two layers of formations one after another!

Completely disappeared.

...

The blue smoke traveled through the void.

Crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers at an astonishing speed.

The Three Pure Immortal Gate.

Hexa pulse.

Back mountain.

The void trembled slightly.

A wisp of blue smoke crossed the void and slowly sank into Luo Binglan's grave.

"Master, the fish has bitten the hook, it is very fat and big, there are still a few more, come quickly!"

Wang Xiu's voice echoed above the grave.

In the grave.

Suddenly a large amount of blue smoke emerged.

Covering the sky and the sun.

Immediately afterwards.

The entire Linggui Peak trembled.

From the grave pile as the center.

Countless fine cracks spread out toward the surroundings.

Chains of order appeared in the void.

Endless rays of light cover the entire Linggui Peak.

Countless disciples looked in horror and looked towards the direction of Linggui Peak, not understanding what was going on!

Boom!

Under the gaze of one by one.

There was a loud bang.

It seemed as if something was bursting.

A white jade coffin about twelve feet tall broke out of the air, with a dense Taoist rhyme all over the body, and a terrifying aura covered all directions like a tide.

It is like a peerless divine sword, and also like a divine hammer.

With an unimaginable domineering attitude.

It smashed the void hard and plunged into it.

Disappear.

...

Dragon Shou Peak.

A middle-aged man in a tattered Taoist robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the direction of Linggui Peak.
To be continued...