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Chapter 366: Fighting with Formation, Breaking the Flying Sword

"Two fourth-floor monks, I led them away from this place."

Xu Yuanchang's figure disappeared into the woods.

There was a thin morning mist transformed from black umbrellas spreading for dozens of miles nearby. There was no need to worry about being noticed by passing monks flying overhead, but Mo Hua in the underground palace was obviously up to something. Thick black air was surging, and dark blue light was brewing.

The two people flying in the air were laughing and talking. When they were still about seventy or eighty miles away from the underground palace, they suddenly heard a dull loud noise.

It seemed to come from underground, and its deterrent power was extraordinary.

The two men felt dazed at the same time, and then they heard the low roars and fighting sounds of wild beasts coming from the forest more than ten miles away. They vaguely saw a black bear hunting a wild boar, and the trees were hit and shook violently.

"Um... where were we?"

"Brother Chu said he wanted to go to Canglan Prefecture City to rest for two days, and then go to Yuntao Mountain the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, let's go to the capital first to visit Brother Qi. We haven't seen each other for several years. He has an official position and it is not convenient for him to go out."

"Master Yue from Wanxiang Temple is working in the Taoist Palace of Canglan Prefecture..."

The two chatted and changed direction, flying southwest, completely unaware that they were affected.

Xu Yuanchang put away the magic mirror and returned to the vicinity of the underground palace. He acted just in time and used the illusion technique to change the two people's minds invisibly. The roaring and fighting of the beasts in the forest were all illusions he created to cover up the sound of the strange flowers gushing out in the underground palace.

With his skill in illusion and the help of phantom soldiers, he is now able to influence ordinary fifth-level monks without making any noise.

Lao Li once said that when an illusionist reaches a high level, he will not be afraid of fighting with a large number of people.

Because he can take advantage of the situation and control the other monks for his own use.

It was after he advanced to the sixth floor that he felt how powerful he was in all aspects.

Zeng Wanglou took back the purple gold tripod that had turned into a huge monster at the entrance of the underground palace. Covered by a black umbrella, the sound made by Mo Hua was weakened layer by layer and could not be heard within a hundred miles. It was not a big deal for ordinary people in the mountains and fields dozens of miles away to hear it, as they could not detect anything strange.

Zhao Jun was fiddling with countless green and white chess pieces in the air, moving their positions from time to time.

When the sun rose, he suggested going to Shigong Dike to take a look.

Leaving Zeng Lao behind to guard the underground palace with its roof removed to prevent Mo Hua from causing trouble, Xu Yuanchang took Zhao Jun to the seashore two hundred miles away and told Zhao Jun about the various strange phenomena that occurred after the tide receded on the night of the last Mid-Autumn Festival.

"It is the Moon Gathering Formation and the Starfall Stone Suppression Formation, hidden under the seabed and the dam, and linked to the Star Dou Forbidden God Formation two hundred miles away. Breaking the underground palace formation alone will not save the ruined temple gods suppressed under the underground palace."

Zhao Jun went into the water to explore the underwater dam and the seabed within a dozen miles, and came to this conclusion. He did not ask why Lao Xu wanted to rescue the gods in the ruined temple. He had no interest in the old almanac from thousands of years ago.

Besides, believe in Lao Xu, there must be a reason why he insists on doing this.

He was eager to fight, and if he hadn't taken the gods of the ruined temple into consideration, he would have been able to set up formations and break several large formations immediately.

It's not that his formation skills are better than those of his predecessors, but that due to the passage of time, the three cleverly arranged heaven and earth chain formations, without the control of an expert, and the energy loss, have limited power.

Mo Hua was refined into a soul puppet and lost control of herself. She could only attack and move within a fixed range and was no longer a threat.

"Old Zhao, we must save the life of the suppressed spirit. We are not in a hurry, so you can take your time to make the arrangements."

Xu Yuanchang emphasized his request.

Lao Li played a game of charades with him, and now almost all the clues were concentrated on the deity in the ruined temple.

The altar, crows and old mottled bronze stele at the back are like looking for a needle in a haystack. The only way is to ask the gods and unravel the problem posed by Lao Li.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Zhao Jun smiled and threw out a stack of battle formation diagrams, saying, "Don't be idle, help me solve these difficult problems." He also added, "This is related to the formation later. I don't have time to calculate it in detail. Sorry to bother you."

He also needs to borrow strength. In terms of computing power, he is far inferior to Lao Xu.

Xu Yuanchang took the formation diagram and flipped through it. It was full of complicated arithmetic problems related to star map calculations.

"It's just a small matter, no trouble."

In the next few days, the three of them had their own things to do.

Zhao Jun observed, tried, and calculated the flaws of the three large formations day and night. He used the noon hour every day to cooperate with Old Xu and Mr. Mu to break many formation nodes in the underground palace, suppressing Mo Hua underground so that she dared not show her head.

To completely destroy the connection between the three formations, only a few key locations are left.

He and Mr. Mu were busy all the way from the beach to the underground palace without even touching the ground.

Calculate, dig, and fill.

Xu Yuanchang returned all the calculated battle formations to Zhao Jun. Seeing that Zhao Jun was immersed in it and did not look up for a long time, he reminded him, "Brother Bajiao, today is September 15th. Don't forget that you said that the battle formation will be broken when the moon is full and the tide recedes tonight. The sun is setting in the west. Why don't you hurry up and arrange it?" Zhao Jun glanced at the position of the sun and said, "Mr. Mu and I have already arranged the battle formation. Don't disturb me while I review the battle formation diagram."

Zeng Wanglou took two of the drawings and read them silently and attentively.

Until the sun sets and the sky becomes dark.

The two of them took turns to calculate a stack of drawings and discussed in low voices for a while. They couldn't understand how a guy who didn't know anything about formations could calculate formation diagrams that were unparalleled in the world, and so fast and accurate.

They had all studied the "Qingping Suanjing" in depth, and all agreed that Xu Yuanchang had another trick up his sleeve, or even two or three.

"When he has time in the future, ask him to write down everything he has learned."

"Yes, it will benefit all the formation masters in the world and bring immeasurable merits. Old Xu will definitely not refuse such a good deed."

The two of them were discussing things among themselves in front of someone, even using childish methods of provoking each other.

Xu Yuanchang shouted, "Okay, okay, Old Xu agrees. Can you guys do your business first? The moon has risen and the tide will recede soon."

Zhao Jun laughed, "Don't worry, Old Xu. We will see the result tonight." He extended his hand to Mr. Mu and said, "Over at Shigong Dike, please follow the plan. I'll wait for your signal."

Zeng Wanglou nodded and his figure disappeared into the night woods.

Xu Yuanchang did not follow. He wanted to stay to protect Zhao Jun and had already placed an incarnation on the beach.

Through the avatar's vision, I saw Mr. Zeng appear on the beach and the sea water receded.

After half an hour, the submerged Shigong Dike was completely exposed, and dots of white fluorescence covered the wet sand.

A dark shadow twisted and flashed above the ruined temple, exactly the same as what happened last month.

Zeng Wanglou dodged without hesitation, a black umbrella appeared in his hand, and he scooped the black shadow of the god. "Snap", the black shadow shattered and turned into a dim light that dissipated.

Countless white lights waved from all directions and covered Zengwang Tower.

Zeng Wanglou released the magic formula that he was holding with his fingers, and white light shot into the night sky. The power of heaven and earth suddenly fell into some chaos and stagnation. The counter-attack formation that he and Zhao Jun had set up interfered with the Ju Yue and Xing Luo Zhen Shi.

The God-Binding Net closed, tightly entangling the clone left behind by Zeng Wanglou.

A huge monster emerged from the void, its fangs as sharp as blades, biting fiercely at Zeng Wanglou who was struggling violently.

Everything was like a replay of that day.

Zhao Jun, who was two hundred miles away, saw a white light rising faintly in the sky. He threw out a string of beads in his hand, and there were continuous "crackling" sounds. Colorful lights meandered out from the mountain tops, the ground, and the forest, and poured into the dark entrance of the underground palace from all directions.

He wanted to take advantage of the moment when Mo Hua appeared two hundred miles away to give Mo Hua a heavy blow.

Mo Hua, who was targeted and plotted against, was just a soul puppet without any autonomy.

The colorful light illuminated the underground palace, which was dozens of feet deep, with a bizarre glow. In a short period of time, it filled the entire bottom of the pit.

The shadow of Mo Hua was shaking and its speed was gradually slowing down.

"Go ahead, strike with thunder, don't give Mo Hua a chance."

Zhao Jun shouted.

The nearby hilltops were shrouded in a pale blue mist.

Xu Yuanchang hid among them. He transformed into more than ten figures, and countless cold sharp blades shot towards Mo Hua who was still slowly swaying. "Puff puff puff". He spent more than twenty years using the seventh-grade wooden thorns refined by the upgraded five-layer Creation Divine Platform to create six three-inch long flying swords bit by bit. The style was very simple, but the material was second to none and they were extremely sharp.

The six wooden flying swords circled back and forth, chopping Mo Hua into nothingness, even destroying the root part below.

Several other phantom flying knives made by Lao Li flew back and forth in the shadows, but could not hurt Mo Hua at all.

Zhao Jun was also surprised. Old Xu's flying swords, which were as thick as fingers, were indeed powerful. He shouted, "Quickly break the formation and completely destroy Mo Hua's foundation. Don't give it a chance to revive."

He used magic to quickly draw the formation diagram below in the air, marking each node one by one.

"Use the flying sword to destroy it, quickly!"

Xu Yuanchang used his spiritual sense to control the flying sword and quickly destroyed various nodes in the underground palace.

By the time Mr. Zeng arrived, the work had already been finished.

The only thing left is to rescue the gods.

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(End of this chapter)