Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 105

penis.

Corresponds to the hidden weapon in the mundane.

Represents those special instruments that are good at sneak attack and concealment, especially the "needle" shaped genitals are the most famous.

Although I don't know where the penis comes from.

But judging from the death condition of the monks of the Zhao family, this genital weapon is likely to have the effect of breaking the defensive shield.

Think about it here.

With a chilly look on his face, he flipped his hands and took out a rhombus-shaped silver-white formation disk.

The rhombus-shaped formation disk exudes bursts of chill, like ten thousand years of ice, quietly suspended above Zhao Yongqi's palm, and with a thought in his mind, mana rushes towards the formation disk.

Only three to five breaths of time.

The bone-piercing cold centered on the formation disk, suddenly spread up and down in all directions, and the formation flags that were originally buried deep in the ground also echoed the formation disk.

moment.

Luo Bing's God Formation was activated, and the world changed in an instant, and a radius of hundreds of feet turned into a world of ice and snow, with countless wind knives and snow swords swimming in it like fish.

It was also when the formation was activated.

The crescent scimitar sacrificed by the monk surnamed Yuan happened to fly within a hundred feet.

I saw that the speed of the crescent scimitar slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and layers of icicles condensed on the light of its illusion. The monk was a few feet away, and finally fell down unwillingly.

"Ah, what is this? It's so cold!"

"Trap, there is a trap, we are in an ambush!"

"This is a formation, everyone, don't mess around, look for the position of the formation flag at the eye of the formation."

"I don't know where the array flag is."

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Many casual cultivators were shrouded by Luo Bing's magic array, and in their senses, they only felt an astonishing chill coming, as if they were teleported, throwing them into the white snow world.

Wherever you look, you can only see a distance of Zhang Xu.

The scenery farther away was completely covered by the wind and snow, and in the wind and snow in all directions, they would be attacked by wind knives and snow swords from time to time.

The power of the wind knife and snow sword is absolutely no less than that of a ninth-grade attack weapon.

The important thing is that it is useless to smash the Fengdaoxuejian, more Fengdaoxuejian will condense in the vicinity soon!

Just a moment.

There were a few monks who were unlucky, and were attacked by dozens of wind knives and snow swords at the same time, and fell on the spot.

A strong smell of blood began to spread in the wind and snow.

This made the casual cultivators who were shrouded in snow and couldn't find a way out even more frightened!

the other side.

The cultivator surnamed Yuan had just sacrificed the crescent scimitar when he saw a snow-white spiritual curtain suddenly propped up in front of him, covering the Zhao family cultivator and most of the casual cultivators, including his crescent scimitar, and he and the crescent curved The knife's connection became weaker and weaker, and soon the crescent scimitar could not be sensed at all.

"There is an ambush!"

The monk surnamed Yuan was shocked and angry.

At the same time, I was a little fortunate, fortunately, I had just noticed something abnormal, so I let this group of casual cultivators go to explore the way first, otherwise I would definitely fall into the formation in front of me.

Although I don't know what formation it is.

But just looking at this kind of momentum, it is estimated that even if he himself fell into it, even if he did not die, he would have to shed his skin.

"what should I do now?"

Feng Banxi was always by the side of the monk surnamed Yuan, and she was lucky enough to escape, she asked with some fear.

Such a sudden change.

The cautious casual cultivators around have already started to shrink back a little, and started to retreat quietly. After all, they are all here to fish in troubled waters. Now the water feels a little deep, and they don't want to throw their lives here.

"Don't panic, the Zhao family still has us."

The monk surnamed Yuan smiled coldly: "That man destroyed the eight-square flag of the raging fire, so we were able to attack Weishan so easily. If he doesn't want to be traced out afterwards, he must be more anxious than us now."

"Let me try the fineness of this formation first."

After finishing speaking, the cultivator surnamed Yuan sacrificed another magic weapon in the shape of a golden brick, and bombarded towards the snow-white spiritual curtain not far away.

He was right.

Zhao Chongfeng is a little panicked now.

He has been in the Zhao family for so many years, but he didn't even know that the Zhao family had such a terrifying formation, and it was still arranged here in the Weishan Palace. No wonder Zhao Yongqi summoned his clansmen to come here immediately after the accident.

It turned out that he had already thought of a countermeasure.

Compared to Zhao Chongfeng's panic, the rest of the Zhao clan looked much more relaxed.

"I knew the patriarch must have a way."

"Just relying on this group of casual cultivators to attack our Zhao family, it's wishful thinking!"

"It's just a pity for Fusheng"

"Hey, I will be buried in the Loyalty Shrine."

Listen to the words of the Zhao clan around.

Zhao Chongfeng was even more depressed, everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts, only he was forcing a smile.

He is like a pawn crossing the river now, advancing but not retreating!

If the Zhao family survives this catastrophe.

The tracing process will definitely be launched, and the destruction of the array flag will be discovered immediately, and he, Zhao Chongfeng, is the biggest suspect.

"You can't sit still."

Zhao Chongfeng looked at the formation plate on Zhao Yongqi's left hand, his eyes flickered strangely.

He moved lightly, approaching Zhao Yongqi quietly, and stopped when he reached a distance of Zhang Xu.

It's very close now.

If you get closer, Zhao Yongwen will easily notice it.

"Damn girl!"

Looking at Zhao Yongwen, who was always by Zhao Yongqi's side, never leaving him, Zhao Chongfeng felt angry for no reason.

He noticed that Zhao Yongqi was manipulating the array with all his heart.

Don't hesitate anymore.

"As long as you seize the formation disk and hijack the little patriarch, you will have a way out."

With this thought in mind.

A green light shone on Zhao Chongfeng's legs, and a miniature dharma sword the size of a palm slipped from his sleeve robe.

He stepped out.
"Ok?"

Zhao Chongfeng's body that was about to jump out suddenly froze, feeling a sense of restraint coming from his body, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be frozen, unable to obey.

Cold sweat broke out on his back.

look down
Impressively, there was a glittering golden chain wrapped around his body at an unknown time.

The other end of the chain.

It turned out that Zhao Chongxue was holding it!

"Deacon Xuexue, what are you doing?"

Zhao Chongfeng's face turned pale. Even though he was an immortal cultivator, he was sweating profusely on his forehead at this moment. He vaguely realized something, but still couldn't believe it.

She pretended to be so perfect!
He relied on the will in his heart to hold on, barely letting himself show his guilty conscience.

but.

His voice trembled slightly.

"doing what?"

Zhao Chongxue sneered, came to Zhao Chongfeng, and directly grabbed the magic sword hidden in his sleeve robe.

Asked: "What is this? What are you doing near the patriarch?"

"This"

Zhao Chongfeng was quick to gain wisdom: "This is the magic weapon that I just used to fight with Sanxiu. It is safe to hold in my hand."

now.

The eyes of the nearby Zhao family monks were all attracted by the movement here.

And Zhao Yongqi watched this scene coldly.

No words.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Chongwen directly slapped Zhao Chongfeng resoundingly: "You are still stubborn when you are about to die!"

"what are you saying."

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Patriarch, you have to be the master for me."

Like a fish out of water, Zhao Chongfeng struggled frantically, and even turned his head to plead with Zhao Yongqi.

(End of this chapter)