The tall and thin man and the enchanting woman were still confident when Fang Ling rushed over, and felt that it would be no difficult for them to stop Fang Ling. After all, Fang Ling's cultivation was just like them, and it was only in the early stage of foundation building. But at this moment, the situation in front of them suddenly changed drastically, and the strange barren mountain suddenly disappeared, and a strange mountain that was hundreds of feet high actually appeared in front of them!

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that they feel that there is a layer of depression on their bodies. This depression didn't feel anything at first, but when they were about to control the magic weapon, they found that the magic weapon on their bodies could not be used. Even the spiritual consciousness was a little unmoved.

This discovery made the two of them feel like they were scattered. You know, for the monks, the most important thing is that their cultivation level can be lost, but this cultivation level must not be lost. The fist-sized Ma Qing bee was not affected much in this strange space. However, without the spiritual command of the tall and thin man, these Ma Qing bee quickly scattered and disappeared among the mountains without any trace.

A flame suddenly flew out of the void and drowned towards the two of them. If it were normal, the two would naturally not take the flame seriously, but at this moment, the two could only use their cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi training. This kind of flame in the foundation-building stage made the two of them a little busy.

"Swoosh swish swish!" The tall and thin man had a few more Vajra Talismans in his hand, and the enchanting woman sacrificed a treasure talisman and covered herself under the treasure talisman.

Just as they barely blocked the flames, Fang Ling's Xuanyin Sword had already been slashed. Before the tall and thin man could activate any treasure talisman, he was killed by the black Xuanyin Sword into two pieces.

"Sir, please spare my life. I am willing to serve you as a cow and a horse. Please spare my life!" As the charming woman spoke, she stared at Fang Ling with a pair of watery eyes, and she looked like she was picking her.

Fang Ling didn't answer at all. He quickly shook the ghost banner and directly brushed the mirror-shaped treasure talisman above the woman's head. The surging flames burned the woman to ashes in one fell swoop. The killing went on very quickly, but just as the moment the enchanting woman died, Fang Ling had already felt that the Lashan Secret Realm map was once again broken by the black-clothed left envoy. With a hint of regret in her heart, Fang Ling quickly put away the Secret Realm map.

"Your helper is dead, I see what else can you do to me!" Fang Ling looked at his black-clothed left envoy who was a hundred steps away. He said with a hint of coldness in his words.

The black-clothed left envoy smiled faintly and said, "Call them here, they were going to die. If you can't kill them, I'd be surprised."

These words made Fang Ling's heart tight. Just as he was about to fly up, he heard the black-clothed left envoy say a sacrifice. The rolling cold wind suddenly enveloped a hundred feet in a radius.

"Although this Hundred Ghosts trapping formation may not be able to take you, it is no problem to trap you for a while. I see where you escape!" The cold and fierce voice of the black-clothed Left Man was filled with a little smugness. Obviously, she was full of confidence in taking Fang Ling down this time.

Fang Ling felt cold in his heart. After becoming a disciple of the Zhendao Sect, his understanding of formations was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Although the formation set up by the black-clothed left envoy may not be able to take him down, it has great restraints on him.

I have been fighting with the black-clothed Left Envoy for so long, but I can't win and run away. Now that I have this situation, I'm afraid the difficulty will be increased by three points.

But at this moment, it was not the time when Fang Ling complained. He faced the black-clothed left envoy who was rushing toward the black-clothed left envoy and pinched the magic tricks in his hand. The flying sword slashed towards the black-clothed left envoy. At the same time, as the flame flag spread, the rolling flames protected him in the middle.

The black-clothed left envoy sneered, reached out and made a move into the void, and a large black hand as big as a millstone grabbed Fang Ling's flying sword. Little Demon Tribulation! Fang Ling had a headache about this magic. The two colors of Ruyi were captured by the little Demon Tribulation. In his magic weapon, it seemed that it was difficult for him to resist the little Demon Tribulation except for the Lashan Secret Realm Map, and in this formation, the black-clothed left envoy seemed to have become more at will.

The thought flashed in his mind, Fang Lingyu moved the Xuanyin sword and followed the flying sword to the black-clothed left envoy. At the same time, his body did not retreat but advanced, and rushed straight towards the black-clothed left envoy. After these days of fighting and chasing, Fang Ling was very clear about the advantages and disadvantages between himself and the black-clothed left envoy. He could not rely on many things, and he did not have many golden bodies cultivated by the Immovable Vajra Art, nor did he have any advantages exposed.

Seeing Fang Ling's back instead of retreating, the left envoy rushed towards him, and was surprised. As her face changed, the purple rope wrapped around Fang Ling. At the same time, she grabbed another in the void, and another black little demon robbery approached the Xuanyin sword that Fang Ling sacrificed.

He shook the flame flag in his hand, and the blazing flames blocked the rope that was about to fall. At the same time, Fang Ling didn't care about the Xuanyin Sword at all and continued to rush towards the left envoy in black.

The black-clothed left envoy sneered, but didn't see her moving. She, who was originally on Fang Ling's left, suddenly appeared on Fang Ling's right. At the same time, hundreds of ghosts appeared faintly in the rolling wind, and the sound of ghosts and howlings sounded from small to large, constantly in Fang Ling's ears. These sounds were not aware of at first, but when the sound echoed in his ears, Fang Ling felt his mind swaying.

Hundred Ghosts Strict God Formation! Could it be that the most important thing about this formation is spiritual attack? The thoughts flashed in his mind, and the tiger in Fang Ling's mind suddenly roared.

"Bang bang bang!" The faintly visible ghosts broke out directly with the roar and merged into the black fog again.

Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. His spiritual sense flashed, wanting to see the reality of the formation. The moment his spiritual sense merged into the formation, Fang Ling felt that tens of thousands of small light spots suddenly appeared in his spiritual sense, and it flashed in his heart.

These light spots flashed for a moment, and some principles and wonderful uses of the Hundred Ghosts' Gods Array were reflected in Fang Ling's mind. This discovery made Fang Ling a little ecstatic. He was ecstatic not only that he had touched the way of the Hundred Ghosts' Gods Array, but even more happy that he had mastered the wonderful uses of the Ten Thousand Star Foundation Establishment Array.

The mind and mind cultivated through the Ten Thousand Star Foundation Establishment can quickly break the secrets of enemy formations. This wonderful use sounds simple, but it is extremely practical. With this power, Fang Ling is not only not afraid of being trapped by other people's formations, but also can learn the wonderful uses of opponent formations and control the opponent's formations in the formation.

However, this hint of joy flashed in Fang Ling's eyes, and it was immediately covered up by him. Facing the black-clothed left envoy who lacked a killer weapon, he was unwilling to expose his new methods.

"Hmph, there are some tricks, but this time, you can't escape!" The black-clothed Left Envoy was not surprised by Fang Ling's attack on the hundred ghosts. While speaking, the black Ropa covered Fang Ling like a net bag. At the same time, the black Ropa waved his hand and a black seal, with extremely powerful power, immediately smashed it down with Ropa.

If Fang Ling was bound by Luo Pa and then hit by the black seal that had been swollen to a meter, it would be basically a result of scattering. At this time, he had no effective means to fight the enemy. When he bit his teeth, he used his mental attack again.

"Roar!" With a tiger roar, the connection between Naropa and the black-clothed left envoy suddenly broke. Fang Ling's body also took advantage of this to retreat ten feet. However, the black seal seemed to have identified Fang Ling, followed the direction of his retreat and pressed down surgingly.

Fang Ling gritted his teeth, waved the flame flag and rolled up the flames and went towards the seal, but the flame that transformed into gold and melted iron was directly extinguished by the black gas of the seal when it came into contact with the black seal.

One zhang, half zhang...

Seeing that the seal was about to be pressed down, Fang Lingchen shouted, circulated his mind again, and cast a tiger roar towards the black seal.

With this roar, the speed of the seal falling suddenly doubled, but Fang Ling also felt his spiritual consciousness stir up. Not only because this was the third time he used his spiritual consciousness to attack today, but also because the moment the spiritual consciousness touched the seal, Fang Ling felt a devouring force arise from the seal. The devouring power made the tiger in Fang Ling's heart dim suddenly.

"I see what tricks do you have!" The body of the black-clothed left man fell lightly beside Fang Ling. At the same time, she waved her palm lightly, and a dark needle-like object flew straight towards Fang Ling.

At this moment, Fang Ling knew that he had nowhere to hide. And the black-clothed left envoy, who was standing in the air, was smiling at him.

This was a kind of cold look that was sure to win. The black-clothed left envoy had almost exhausted Fang Ling's means through a series of means. At this moment, she believed that the needle of nirvana she had raised would definitely nail Fang Ling to the ground.

A black needle is born with two, two produce four, four produce hundreds, and in an instant, hundreds of long black needles were born, and they were attacking Fang Ling overwhelmed!

Fang Ling shouted in a deep voice and instantly activated the blood-burning technique in his body. The immovable Vajra Technique was used, and a piece of golden yellow appeared on his body. He did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the black silence needle. At the same time, the blood-red tiger in his body also roared madly at the black-clothed left envoy.

"Puff puff puff!" Hundreds of silence needles were stabbed on Fang Ling's body, but the moment they entered the body, they were pinched by Fang Ling's golden flesh. At this moment, the fierce mental attack made the black-clothed left face suddenly turn extremely pale.

The black-clothed left envoy was a first-class existence, both in magic and will. She was attacked by Fang Ling, who fought back desperately, and immediately rose up and prepared to hide in the formation. Fang Ling had already hit the needle. As long as she waited for a quarter of an hour, the victory would fall into her hands.
Chapter completed!