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Monk Fusheng has not yet realized that the Void clan in front of him is the formation spirit.

He thought that the Void clan, like him, also accidentally fell into the formation.

The only thing that puzzled Monk Fusheng was the Void Clan in front of him, who seemed to be in pretty good condition.

Even, it was much better than the last time they fought.

Logically speaking, after being trapped for so long, the Void Clan should have run out of fuel, right?

Why, instead he looked like he was in full swing.

"Why are you also in the formation?"

"Could it be that he accidentally fell into it?" Monk Fusheng asked doubtfully.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!" Hearing this question, the members of the Void Clan couldn't help but laugh to the sky: "Why am I in the formation?"

"I can be in the formation only because of you!"

Wasn't it because the members of the Void Clan became formation spirits because they were forced to do so?
If they hadn't blocked the exit to Guixu, they would have also blocked the Void Clan's way of survival.

The members of the Void Clan are really not reduced to formation spirits.

Monk Fusheng: "????"

Monk Fusheng didn't know the cause and effect of this. Naturally, he couldn't understand the meaning of the words of the Void Clan.

"What on earth do you mean?" Monk Fusheng felt something was wrong, so he offered the Buddha's most precious treasure, the Demon-Conquering Pestle, and asked.

The members of the Void clan looked fierce and shouted angrily: "I will tell you when you die."

As soon as the words fell, the members of the Void clan who became the formation spirits had already taken the lead.

I saw all kinds of drums appearing out of thin air in the formation.

There are as many as ten thousand faces.

The drumsticks rise and fall with the wind.

"Boom."

"Dong dong."

The drumsticks fell on the drum surface, and a drum sound sounded.

Under the deafening drum beat, Monk Fusheng seemed to have been hit by an invisible blow.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Monk Fusheng spurted out blood one by one, and his body was like fallen leaves flying in the wind.

"Buddha's light shines everywhere."

After the first wave of sneak attacks by the Void clan members, Monk Fusheng finally stabilized his figure.

He held the Demon-Conquering Pestle above his head and barely defended himself from the next attack.

Bursts of Buddha light shrouded the head of Monk Fusheng, forming an energy defense shield.

The defensive cover blocked the sonic attack caused by the sound of the drum, allowing Monk Fusheng to temporarily breathe a sigh of relief.

Monk Fusheng paused for a moment and looked towards the members of the Void Clan. ,

I saw the member of the Void clan standing there majestically, not affected by the formation at all.

Monk Fusheng was not a fool. He immediately realized that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that after the formation is activated, there will be no distinction between each other, and everyone in the formation will be attacked.

But now, the sound waves in this formation were clearly only attacking himself.

"Could it be that he controlled the formation?" Monk Fusheng thought.

Apart from this possibility, Monk Fusheng really couldn't think of any other possibilities.

However, what puzzled Monk Fusheng was how this Void clan member controlled the formation.

This formation, in terms of power, is comparable to the Buddha's Demon Subduing Pestle.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

There were still drum beats outside, and the strong sound waves turned into substantial drumsticks, hitting the energy shield formed by the Buddha's light.

"no!"

"Such a passive defense is not the answer. I won't last long." Monk Fusheng muttered in his heart. The Demon-Conquering Pestle is a magic weapon of the Buddha. Although it was given to monk Fu Sheng for use, it consumes a lot of money to activate.

With Monk Fusheng's level of strength, he would not be able to sustain it for long before the energy in his body would be exhausted.

By then, he will undoubtedly die.

After weighing the pros and cons, Monk Fusheng decided to switch from defense to offense.

The next moment, Monk Fusheng's figure disappeared directly from the spot and moved to the back of the Void clan members in an instant. He raised the demon-subduing pestle high and stabbed the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the Void clan members.

The demon-subduing pestle accurately pierced the heavenly spirit of the Void clan members, but it was of no use.

The members of the Void clan turned to look at him, revealing their pale white teeth.

This toothy smile was full of mockery.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the drum sounded, and the sound wave transformed into a sledgehammer, attacking Monk Fusheng and hitting him in the chest.

Monk Fusheng was directly thrown away by the hammer, his bones were broken, his tendons were broken, and his blood spurted out.

Monk Fusheng looked horrified and suddenly realized: "You"

"You don't have a physical body, you are. You are a formation spirit."

Monk Fusheng had also entered the Guixu Arena. He had met the fat old man who was also a formation spirit.

The current state of the Void clan members in front of them is clearly the same as that of the fat old man in the Guixu Arena.

Got it, got it all!
No wonder, the Void clan in front of them is not exhausted, but looks like it is in full swing.

It turned out that he had become a formation spirit.

Now, the formation is him, and he is the formation.

If the formation is not broken, the formation spirit will not die.

"Not bad!"

"I have indeed become an array spirit, and our entire Void clan has become an array spirit."

"It's all thanks to you! From today on, Guixu will be your forbidden land."

"Come one, kill one, come two, kill a pair."

"You are the first to die in my formation. In the future, there will be a second and third one." The voice of the Void clan member who became the formation spirit was full of resentment.

Monk Fusheng frowned and realized that something was wrong.

All the members of the Void clan have become formation spirits.

This means that there are countless formations specifically targeting them.

If this is the case, unless Emperor Wa, Buddha, and Demon Lord personally take action, they will not be able to deal with the Void Clan at all.

"It's not easy to stay here for a long time. I have to leave here quickly and inform Master about what's going on here." Monk Fusheng made up his mind.

It is definitely irrational for people to fight with formations.

People will be injured and die, but formations will not.

As for breaking the formation, Monk Fusheng does not have the strength.

Now, he just wants to escape from the formation.

However, it is not that easy to escape from the formation.

No matter what the formation is, it is easy to get in but difficult to get out.

Especially now that there is a forbidden air formation above, the ability to fly is directly abolished.

If you want to escape, you can only escape from the ground, or underground.

Thinking of this, Monk Fusheng felt that he had found a way out.

The attack of the Ten Thousand Drums Formation is entirely based on sonic attacks.

Sound waves are the most powerful in the air.

Once underground, some of the power of sound waves will be isolated.

Thinking of this, Monk Fusheng directly cast a spell and controlled the Demon Subduing Pestle to drill underground.

Monk Fu Sheng followed Jiang Mo Chu and fled underground quickly.

"Want to run away?" Seeing this, the members of the Void clan who became formation spirits controlled the sound of drums and chased Monk Fusheng. (End of chapter)