Chapter 204: It’s really romantic and moist, who is looking at the mountains (Part 2)

After a cup of tea, there was no other movement. I was a little doubting my judgment. Zhong Er really didn't take this opportunity to sneak attack me to avenge his elder brother? Then he is really a good boy who abides by the rules, which is inconsistent with my impression of him! And today I also found that the people of Xikunlun were uneven and each had their own ideas. Mr. Zhong Er was very likely to take the opportunity to avenge his private revenge.

At this moment, a rain of swords twisted in the direction and attacked the River Map Formation. The bright light feathers blocked the invisible flying sword in front of me. It would be a matter of no violation of the agreement. Who would have to stand outside the array by myself? But it seemed that I could not deal with me immediately. Just as I thought so, a big sleeve flew out of the swordstorm silently, covering my colorful body with powerful curling power, and then stopped at an extremely fast and sharp speed.

Only a sound of the Buddha's chant was heard, and my colorful figure was shattered by my big sleeves! Zhong Er had succeeded in the sneak attack and wanted to retreat quickly while the person was unprepared, but after he started, he found that what he had crushed was a phantom. Fahai used the Qingming Mirror to create a phantom in the formation, and I used the light feather to replace him. Zhong Er was indeed fooled.

My body suddenly turned into a two-foot short knife. Zhong Er found that he was fooled and immediately rolled the Haoguangyu and retracted it. Not only did he want to run, but he also wanted to take away the Haoguangyu? There was no such a cheap thing! A Void God Flying Silk immediately wrapped the Haoguangyu and fought back. Zhong Er found that there was an ambush. If he didn't entangle, he would take back his sleeve. Unfortunately, it was too late. My dance rolling silk had two virtual and real threads. The Void God Silk still lured the enemy to seize the light feather. Another silver light filament rolled up along the sleeve, and used all his strength to pull out a person in the void.

Zhong Er's body was entangled by the winding sky silk. The sword formation was still there, but the big sleeve made of the flying sword had disappeared. I shook my wrist before he could break free, and threw him directly at the center of the sword formation entangled with the black energy. A scream was heard in my ears. Now, he would have only half his life left if he didn't die.

All this happened in a very short time. As soon as Zhong Er screamed, I had just retracted his light feather. An explosion came from all around, and golden light flashed everywhere in the sky, and an eighteen-story giant tower was covering me. The original sword formation suddenly changed and turned into a golden light. It was activated by the Moyun Golden Tower in the air, and a golden light also covered Zhong Er's figure and took it away. Zhou Chun saw that I took the formation to make Zhong Er's plan, and he personally took the main formation.

I was almost pressed into the pagoda. At this time, I felt empty around me, and I opened my eyes and had already returned to the River Map Formation. Fahai did not stand in the array eye, but pulled me back in time with the power of space in the air. At this time, Zhou Chun's voice came from the space: "Stay for a moment, Mr. Zhong Er was injured and went out of the formation."

Both sides are masters with successful practice. They naturally understand what happens after changing their minds. There is no need to say anything. Zhou Chun will not ask me why I hurt people in the battle, and I don’t have to explain that it was Mr. Zhong Er who attacked for personal revenge. Today is not a one-on-one battle, but a battle of wits and courage between the two sides as a whole. We should be strictly enforced, otherwise the other party will have an opportunity to take advantage of. The people in Xi Kunlun are obviously more relaxed than us. It is estimated that Zhou Chun will take this opportunity to hold a good meeting for his accomplices and make up the situation.

I made a surprise test in the formation to lure the enemy, and it worked. But this move could not be used for the second time, and no one would have been fooled twice. A moment later, the sword formations around me rose again, and the invisible flying swords turned into thunder golden light, which made the ground under my feet tremble. There were eighteen Moyun Golden Towers in the sky, which fell from the sky and pressed down on our formation. Zhou Chun personally took the main formation and used the power of the formation to sacrifice the Moyun Golden Tower to turn into a hundred feet, hoping to keep us in the local area.

The number one master in the West Kunlun personally led the formation is naturally extraordinary. Fortunately, or unfortunately, he met me, the successor of the Mei family. Playing with me on Moyun Tower? My home is under the Lingshan Tower!

When I asked Fahai to return to the Qingming Mirror, Mr. Zhang, who had not been displaced, changed positions and stood at the center of the entire formation. Although I was not proficient in formation, I have also learned some of the mysteries as the river map array changed. I asked Mr. Zhang to adjust the formation slightly, temporarily change the array into a twelve-sided circle, leaving me alone to stand in the middle formation pivot. The Qingming Mirror was sacrificed in the sky and shot a colorful beam of light into the sky. When the beam rose, it was only the size of the bowl mouth, and when it diverged in the sky, it just held the tower of the Moyun Golden Tower. The Moyun Golden Tower was spinning in the air, but it couldn't be pressed down.

There is a twelve square stone platform in Jingwu Cave Heaven, and there is a groove in the middle of the stone platform. Put the Qingming Mirror in the groove and hides the Longshou Mountain. A colorful light column shot out from the mirror, just holding the Fengshui Dragon Shou Tower in the sky, which is the Fengshui Fengshui of the sky. Today, I changed the array to imitate this. Zhou Chun used all his strength to suppress it, and the sky of the Juekong Array was shaking, and I dissolved into one with the River Map Array, and my feet took root and held it firmly.

Seeing that the two sides were in stalemate, Mr. Zhang ordered the formation to move. Everyone should use their magic power to break through the layers of golden light and thunderbolts and break through the formation. We were walking, and the tower in the sky followed, pressing Qingming Mirror tightly, but it could not really stop us from breaking the formation. The head coaches of both sides took action, and no one retreated easily. I walked over to the Moyun Golden Tower for a day and a night, and Zhou Chun also suppressed me for a day and a night, and neither side replaced him.

I really struggle, but I must persist. I am afraid that only I am the best at fighting against each other. Moreover, the coach cannot lose his momentum in fighting. Zhou Chun's cultivation may be above me, but in terms of his determination, the strength of the furnace and the long-term endurance, I have never encountered a person who can surpass me. Since the power of both sides is concentrated in a mirror and a tower, as long as I can withstand, everyone moves very quickly, breaking the formation one day and one night, and walking 800 miles forward. In the end, my full strength was clattering. Although it was the power of everyone, everyone could rest and rotate, but I had to keep pushing here. I was thinking to myself - you, Zhou Chun, will not be able to grit your teeth more than me.

The most powerful magic in Xikunlun seemed to have no effect of blocking the enemy. It was about noon the next day. The golden tower in the air was closed, and the Juekong formation was silent for a moment. Both sides stopped for a while. Mr. Zhang took my place. After I landed, my body became weak and almost unstable. Zi Ying hurriedly hugged me from behind: "One, you are too desperate. Everyone took the formation in turn and was exhausted this day. You actually took a day... There is a yellow bud pill here, take a pill to regulate your breath."

I smiled and said, "We are exhausted, and the other party is the same! Especially Zhou Chun, I guess he is not as good as me now... Ziying, how many yellow bud pills do you have? If enough, give each person one, and everyone needs to adjust their breathing."

Although the distance between the two days and nights was far, it was a head-on war of attrition. Everyone's consumption was more than ten times that of yesterday. Both sides were temporarily unable to launch a powerful offensive, and they were resting in peace. Until dusk, I stood up and ordered: "Get up and rush!"

Why did I give this order suddenly? Because although the two days have been equally divided, it is our passive after all. We have been walking within the range of the formation. The other party knows our position, but I don’t know how many tricks the other party still has. While they are resting, we would rather take a short break than take the opportunity to rush forward.

Although everyone had not fully recovered, they still obeyed the order and formed a formation to fly into the sky. When the unmanned main formation was still there, there were still magic in the formation. We flew around the air and the sword rain rose again, blocking the sword rain and rushed out for more than twenty miles at the moment. Mr. Zhang suddenly shouted: "Nine Taiyin, Han Ziying entered the formation."

Ziying is also a master in the world, but then she must compare with whom. At this time, she is definitely the weakest one. After two days, Mr. Zhang has never let her enter the formation. Now he suddenly wants Ziying to move, and without hesitation, Ziying immediately moved to the tip of the front of the River Tu Formation. With Mr. Zhang's divine thoughts, everyone gathered their strength, and saw a silver shuttle in the formation flying out and shot directly into the void under his feet outside the sword rain.

Under the silver light, mountains and rivers appeared in the sword rain. A huge sword pillar was inserted between a rock. The strong wind rotated around the giant pillar and scattered millions of invisible flying swords. Mr. Zhang found the pivot of the sword formation and wanted to use Han Ziying's jade cutting knife. Ziying's jade cutting knife sounded very strange. Maybe it was not a worldly magic weapon like Qingming Mirror, but it was not an ordinary magic weapon. Ziying used it to cut vegetables, but Feng Junzi has borrowed it many times. The most powerful weapon in the world, as long as the magic power is strong enough, it can be invincible. Han Ziying, the most gentle woman in the world, has the sharpest magic weapon, the jade cutting knife.

The sword rain in the air and the strong wind on all sides rolled towards the jade knife, but the jade knife went straight away. Whether it was wind or rain, they cut it and shot straight into the middle of the sword pillar, and split the sword pillar into two halves from top to bottom. Mr. Zhang shouted: "Close the formation and retreat."

The River Map Formation retreated three miles in the air and landed on the ground. Jiuli had already replaced Han Ziying's position. She retracted the jade-cutting knife and landed in the formation again. Mr. Zhang only asked her to take action. At this time, a muffled sound came, and the sword pillar suddenly exploded. The sword rain in the air suddenly exploded violently. Everyone in the River Map Formation resisted with all their might for a moment. However, it was only a moment of fierceness, and soon the sword rain disappeared - the magic array of sword rain piercing the sky in the Juekong Formation was completely broken.

As soon as the sword rain was closed, there was a clear and clear world around it. However, the world was clear and clear for only a moment. Then the wind roared in front of me, and a grey mist rose and blocked the way. A woman's voice came from the misty clouds and mist: "It's really a powerful weapon in the world. It's a pity that the sword rain cut through the sky, but it can't get rid of the mist of thoughts."

That was the voice of Yu Ling, the head of the Miaoyu Sect in Xikunlun. Everyone in Xikunlun found that we took the opportunity to break through the formation and immediately formed a formation to stay together. Now the person in the main formation has been replaced by Yu Ling. I ordered: "Retreat ten miles and land the formation to rest."

They are ready, but I won’t rush in! Chairman Mao once said: “I retreat when the enemy advances, I will disturb when the enemy is stationed, I will attack when the enemy is tired, and I will chase when the enemy retreats." This is called guerrilla tactic. Now we don’t take advantage, there is no need to bite the bullet and attack. The sword rain penetrates the sky and completely breaks the depth of the Juekong formation, and the depth of the Juekong formation has retreated thousands of miles away. We are now outside the formation. Everyone is tired and is just enough to rest and wait until I want to fight. If you are not careful, I will rush in. This is turning passive into initiative.

I didn’t see the real starry sky for two days and two nights, and once I entered the formation, there was no sun. It was rare to see the stars again outside the mist and clouds of thoughts. Everyone seized the time to sit quietly and regulate their breathing and dissolve the medicinal power of Huangya Pill. I sat in the middle and looked at Xuan Guangjian. Feng Junzi had been trapped in the mountain for five or six days. He could not starve to death for the time being, even if he had no food. I remember that he had tinkered with fasting himself when he was in college. Although it was a half-true and half-false technique, according to experience, he would have no problem for ten or eight days. Now, there is no need to fasting, and he has a picnic on the mountain every day.

Feng Junzi lays hay under a cliff, and falls asleep with his backpack on his head. But there is a pile of sand and soil piled up on the open space not far ahead of him, like a sculpture model. When he looks again, it looks like a drill sand table under military command. After a careful look, he suddenly understands what it is - it is a sand table, and it is a model of the mountain under his feet.

There is a mountain with a radius of ten miles, and the road is cut off and cannot be left. Feng Junzi has traveled all the places he can go in the past few days. He is indeed very smart. He roughly copied the outline of the mountain based on various methods such as visual inspection, step measurement, simple spatial positioning, etc., and carefully marked the roads everywhere. I looked at it and found that he had drawn almost all the complicated routes in the model, either a dead end or a loop.

This kid must also be wondering if he was really lost? He tried every means to find the way he came, but in fact he found it! At the end of the model at the end of a dead end, he deliberately inserted a wooden stick, and a question mark was drawn on the sand next to it. This is the way he came. It seems that he could still remember it after wandering in the mountains for so many days. But at the end of the road is a bush of thorns of two people. The bush is densely covered with hard thorns, and people can't get in at all.

This bush and the land under the roots were moved by the people of Xi Kunlun with magic power. Feng Junzi must not understand - it was from this road that suddenly turned into a wild thorn bush? The chaos between memory and reality was enough to make him confused for a while. I could see clearly in the Xuanguang Jian outside the mountain that this bush was about one mile long, and there was almost no room for a root to grow. Even if a person was wearing a protective suit and holding a machete in his hand for a month, he could not cut a path. What's more, Feng Junzi did not have a sting suit, but only a fruit knife that was as long as a finger.

If he could pass through this wild thorn bush, he could walk out of the Sumeru Divine Cover by himself. There was no magical power in the Sumeru Divine Cover, and there was not even a single bird or beast! Even if I crushed the black jade at this time to restore his spiritual consciousness, I had a body of immortal cultivation and could not borrow magical powers, and Feng Junzi had no choice. It seemed that I could only wait for A Xiu first. If A Xiu could enter the Sumeru Divine Cover, it didn’t matter whether I could crush the black jade. As long as A Xiu opened a way among the thorn bush, Feng Junzi would definitely walk out with the road.

It was probably that Feng Junzi slept very early last night and got up at dawn. He walked to a clear water pool and used an empty beer can to make a can of water. I thought he wanted to drink it himself, but he walked a few steps to a spring not far away to water a bunch of flowers! I read that right, he was really watering the flowers, but he didn't expect that he would still have this leisure and leisure at this time.

There are no traces of birds and beasts in the mountains, and there is not even a shadow of a small fish in the pool of mountain streams. I can see that there is a spring on the mountain wall beside Feng Junzi, but now the mountain spring has been cut off. The inspiration of the heaven and earth in the Sumeru God covers. Although the grass and trees on the mountain will not die for a moment, they are already wilted and not very angry. The flowers and trees that Feng Junzi watered are not far from the broken spring. The tender green leaves are also slightly curled, and the small buds that have not yet bloomed in the tree are drooping downwards.

But the flowers and trees are very beautiful and beautiful. The goose yellow and tender green color is very eye-catching. The graceful branches stretch out like a graceful girl. Feng Junzi may have seen that the flowers and trees were a little wilted before they bloomed, and he felt compassion. He got up in the morning and watered it first. After three round trips, he went back and forth before he went back to drink water and eat.

Since Feng Junzi is not panicked, he can think of making a sand table model and being in the mood to water the flowers, I will not be anxious for him for the time being. The sky is already bright, and I see that everyone has recovered almost, and the other party is probably waiting for us to take action. This may be the time to relax. Mr. Zhang and I made a gesture, and Mr. Zhang immediately sent an order - silently forming a formation and rushing into the fog in the cold wind and fog ahead.

The formation here is different from the previous sword rain. It is almost impossible to see anything, and there are sorrow and mist everywhere. We can only see a small piece of space around us. We don’t know where the opponent is, but it seems to be everywhere. What we are fighting against now is not the sword, but the invasion of the surrounding sound and spiritual power.

The wind was bleak, mixed with shrill shouts, and the mind was filled with the sound of shrill crying. Those with weak minds felt that their spiritual consciousness was almost taken away. I stood in the formation and felt like I had returned to the past - Feng Junzi was crying on the night when the gods were enthroned on Zhaoting Mountain. If I were not afraid in normal times, I would just ignore it. But at this time, I had to look for opportunities to break the formation while being on the enemy formation and had to be on guard against the opponent's surprise attack. I don't know who the opponent is in charge of the formation. It seems that he is a master who is good at using invisible and invisible magic power.
Chapter completed!