The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

The man in black finally realized something was wrong.

Fang Zheng didn't answer, he looked at the strange but silent killing in the woods, his eyes flashed solemnly: "It can trap so many master-level masters, this formation is probably not inferior to the Purple Blood Soul Devouring Formation!"

"what!!!"

At this moment, after about a dozen masters in the forest had died, the men in black in the forest seemed to have gone mad and became even more agitated.

Hearing the terrified voices one after another, Fang Zheng's face turned cold: "Buddhist masters are ready to charge!"

After saying this, Fang Zheng took off his monk robe directly, revealing his black outfit.

The man in black didn't argue with Fang Zheng this time, he nodded and waved his hand silently.

At this moment, more than a dozen masters appeared behind Master Fangzheng and the man in black.

Perhaps the strength of these dozen or so masters is not much different from the masters caught in the formation, but they are without exception, everyone is bareheaded!

In other words, these dozen or so masters are actually the real masters of the Buddhist sect!

However, the situation at this time seems to be beyond the reach of a dozen Buddhist masters. +]

But Fang Zheng didn't hesitate at all, he set an example and directly entered the formation.

As the head of the branch temple of Shaolin Temple, Fang Zheng knew very well that there are strong and weak formations in the world, big and small.

But without exception, every formation has its upper limit!

When the capacity of the formation reaches an upper limit, the formation will collapse directly!

And now, the formation in front of him has accommodated nearly a hundred master-level masters!

These are nearly a hundred master level masters.

In Fang Zheng's consciousness, even the Purple Blood Soul Devouring Formation might not be able to deal with so many masters at once.

Because of this, Fang Zheng resolutely gave the order to rush forward.

Because Fang Zheng believed in his heart that this formation might have reached a limit!

When more than a dozen masters like myself join it, maybe this formation will collapse directly!

This is Fang Zheng's conjecture.

At this moment, Fang Zheng can only gamble.

Because apart from this method, Fang Zheng has no other way.

As for giving up these nearly a hundred master-level masters and leaving alone?

Fang Zheng didn't have the guts.

For Fang Zheng, even if he died in battle on Tianheng Mountain, it seemed that the result would be much better than going back alone.

Although the Fozong is rich and powerful, he may not care about these nearly a hundred master masters, but the Fozong will definitely not tolerate the continued survival of a defeated general who is like a bereaved dog.

Seeing that Fang Zheng and the others rushed into this formation without hesitation, Lu Xiaofeng and the others laughed lightly.

Obviously, in the eyes of these people, I am afraid that Fang Zheng's move is tantamount to sending himself to death.

It was Su Mengzhen and the others, a look of worry flashed in their eyes.

At this moment, they involuntarily tightened their weapons.

Chu Heng's face was already dripping with sweat.

Even not only the face, but also the body, as if it was salvaged from the water, it was completely soaked.

Chu Heng knew that this formation had reached a limit.

But Chu Heng still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Because Chu Heng knew that if these Buddhist masters were allowed to enter, it would be a disaster for the whole world.

And Chu Heng also knew that the more dead people in the ghoul array, the better the effect!

As long as Chu Heng can persist for a while, as the number of dead people increases, Chu Heng's pressure will become lighter and lighter.

Unfortunately, this is just Chu Heng's most perfect idea.

Although Fang Zheng's martial arts are not top-notch, his understanding of formations is definitely not low!

Under such circumstances, it was really difficult for Chu Heng to persevere.

Fang Zheng and the others didn't know where Chu Heng's limit was. When they stepped into the ghoul formation, it was as if they had entered a spooky cemetery. It seemed that there were wandering ghosts everywhere!

Moreover, these ghosts also have particularly powerful strength and particularly weird abilities.

Although he knew in his heart that these ghosts were his companions, but his companions did not have magical abilities such as wall penetration and ground penetration.

Coupled with the intrusion of the weird mist, these masters who entered the formation were lost almost immediately.

"not good!"

The moment Master Fangzheng entered the formation, his heart sank.

But at the next moment, all the ghosts in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared.

But Chu Heng couldn't take it anymore, and directly lifted the control of the big formation.