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It has to be said that it is not without reason that Monk Fu Sheng was reused by the Buddha after the death of his four disciples.

Trapped in the formation, he found the most correct way to escape in a very short period of time.

There is no doubt that escaping underground is the best way.

The sound of the drum was isolated underground and could only cover a limited area, which gave Monk Fusheng a chance to breathe.

Monk Fusheng ran all the way in front, his drums beating like hammers, and he kept chasing after him.

Now we are underground, there is no place to hide.

If he was caught up, Monk Fusheng would be beaten into a pulp.

Fortunately, Monk Fusheng was quite lucky. After he fled quickly for a while, the drum sound behind him gradually disappeared.

Monk Fusheng turned around and saw that the members of the Void clan who had transformed into ten thousand drums and array spirits stopped about ten meters away from him.

No more chasing?
More than ten meters, to them, this is a blink of an eye.

If you don’t pursue me at this time, what does it mean?
Monk Fusheng's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously realizing the crux of the matter.

"I"

"Have I left the range of your formation?" Monk Fusheng said proudly.

Monk Fusheng was very proud, but the Void clan who became the spirit of Ten Thousand Drums almost died of anger on the spot.

so close.

He almost caught up with Monk Fusheng.

The member of the Void Clan, known as the Ten Thousand Drum Array Array Spirits, had a sullen face and mocked: "Humph!"

"You just ran in the opposite direction to the Guixu exit. Now, you are far away from the Guixu exit."

"It's just a lucky escape for a while. If you want to go back, you don't know how many formations you will face."

"Don't even think about escaping from the underground. Your whereabouts have been discovered by us, and the underground formations are also waiting for you."

"Is it possible that you think you will be so lucky every time you fall into the formation?"

After hearing this threat, Monk Fusheng's expression changed instantly.

From the original feeling of pride, he turned into a look of sadness.

He knew that the Void clan who had turned into formation spirits in front of him had no reason to lie to him.

Since the Void clan in front of us can become a formation spirit.

Then, other Void clans will definitely be able to become formation spirits.

There are quite a few remnants of the Void Clan. I'm afraid that the entire formation in Guixu now has formation spirits from the Void Clan.

As for the formation in the sky, Monk Fusheng has seen the Forbidden Sky Formation, and as for the formation on the ground, he has seen the Ten Thousand Drums Formation.

Since there are formations in the sky and on the earth, there must be formations underground as well.

Moreover, he just ran away in a panic, but he couldn't tell the direction underground.

Monk Fusheng ran away in the opposite direction. He was now farther and farther away from the entrance to Guixu.

If you want to leave now, you will undoubtedly have to go through nine or eighty-one difficulties.

However, even if the road to escape from Guixu is extremely difficult and dangerous, Monk Fusheng still has to give it a try.

Run away and you might die.

If you don't escape, you will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Monk Fusheng changed direction, bypassed the Ten Thousand Drums Formation, and fled towards the exit of Guixu.

He chose to escape above ground rather than underground.

I just went underground because the underground can isolate me from sonic attacks.

In the case of bypassing the Ten Thousand Drums Formation area, it is obviously a more rational choice to go on the ground.

If you encounter danger underground, it's not that easy to avoid it.

On the ground, relatively speaking, it is much simpler.

Monk Fusheng was trapped in the formation, and the situation on Moko's side was even worse.

Moko accidentally fell into a large formation.
While walking, Moko felt a numbness in his scalp and a chill in his spine.

He had a premonition that the surroundings were extremely dangerous. Moko slowly turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes were wide and his pupils were dilated, with an incredible expression.

He saw himself standing behind him.

That's right, there was another Moko standing under the tree dozens of meters behind him.

What makes Moko most incredible is that the Moko under the tree looks exactly like him, as does his breath.

He knew clearly that the Moko under the tree was fake, but Moko himself couldn't see any clues.

"Who are you?" Moko asked with a cold face.

"Who are you?" Moko under the tree also asked with a cold face.

"I'm Moko, why are you pretending to be me?" Moko replied, with anger in his voice.

"I'm Moko, why are you pretending to be me?"

"I'm Moko, why are you pretending to be me?"

"I'm Moko, why are you pretending to be me?"

After Moko answered under the tree, the same reply sounded from the woods, bushes, and mountains in all directions.

Moko was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and scanned the surroundings. His whole body was frozen there.

In the woods, bushes, and mountains in all directions, Moko appeared out of thin air one after another. They stood there blankly, watching Moko.

Moko was stunned.

He thought to himself, you are all Moko, then who am I?
"You bastard, how dare you impersonate me!"

"Damn it."

"You bastard, how dare you impersonate me!"

"Damn it!"

"Bastard!"

Whatever Moko said, "Moko" from all directions would also say what he said.

Soon, Moko realized something was wrong.

Moko didn't hesitate and directly took out the magic weapon given to him by the Demon Lord, the mourning stick, and threw it at the fake Moko in all directions.

A dark light bloomed on the mourning stick and swept towards the fake Moko.

The next moment, I saw these fake Moko, under the power of the mourning stick, like broken mirrors, turned into a pile of fragments.

"Mirror?"

When Moko saw the scene in front of him, a look of realization appeared on his face.

He was ready for a bloody battle, but he didn't expect that it was himself reflected in the mirror.

No wonder, whatever he said, these fake Moko said.

Whatever moves he makes, these fake Mokos also make moves.

Moko in these mirrors just looks exactly like him, but when they really get into a fight, his secret is completely exposed.

Fake Moko has no fighting power at all.

"A formation made of mirrors?"

"It has no lethality. It should be a trap?"

"You want to trap me, are you just dreaming?" After Moko made his judgment, he wanted to break out of this formation.

At this time, he was surrounded by "fake moko" in all directions, and each "fake moko" represented a mirror.

These "fake Moko" are everywhere in the sky and on the ground, in all directions. If Moko wants to leave, he must smash all these mirrors.

Moko took out the mourning stick and kept sweeping it around. The fake Moko around him was swept into pieces by him.

However, the fake Moko around seemed endless. He didn't know how many of them were broken, but there were still many around.

One mirror was broken and thousands more were counted.

Although these "fake Moko" did not fight back or resist, the continuous use of mourning sticks was also very draining for Moko.

There is no doubt that it will not be so easy for him to break out of this trapped formation. (End of chapter)