Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

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Almost at a similar time.

Jiang Yun, Lin Ningqian and others were also separated by this huge and mysterious magic formation and trapped in different closed areas.

In terms of individual strength alone, Zhang Haiyun may not be as good as Ye Ling'er or Jiang Yun, and even ordinary Nascent Souls can compete with them.

But you have to know that what Zhang Haiyun is best at is magic array!

Being in the magic circle, he can be as powerful as thousands of soldiers!

It was precisely because of his attainments in magic arrays that Zhang Haiyun was able to sit firmly on the position of the master of the Qinghan branch for decades.

Over the past few decades, Zhang Haiyun has already built this place into an indestructible fortress, with numerous large and small magic arrays nested inside, covering almost every aspect of people's lives.

Right now, when the magic circle begins to take effect, it brings power that shocks ordinary people.

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the other side.

Jiang Yun bumped into an extremely cold space, and everything in front of her was dark.

The air here is even colder than the Yueyuan outside. The chill seeps into her delicate body and offsets the spiritual power of "Dayan Yangyan Xianjue".

She turned around and saw that An Le, who was originally by her side, was nowhere to be seen, not to mention Lin Ningqian and others.

"When was it? I didn't even notice it."

"What a strange magic circle, it actually separates us all."

Jiang Yun's thoughts were as cold as snow, and she analyzed clearly: "Do you want to defeat them one by one, or..."

She quickly figured out Zhang Haiyun's purpose: "Does he want to get rid of Anle first?"

Thinking of this, a dangerous cold light flashed in Jiang Yun's eyes, and she said in her heart.

"Anle, you have to hold on a little longer."

Jiang Yun's aura gradually rose and quickly reached its peak. She was ready to break through the magic circle in front of her as quickly as possible and rush to Anle's rescue.

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Jiang Junliang, Cheng Yuemei and several monks who were traveling with Jiang Yun were isolated in another magic circle.

The aura of the magic circle here is relatively weak, and it focuses more on "siege" than lethality. There are constant strong attacks coming from the surroundings.

Jiang Junliang had just blocked a spell, but couldn't help but change his expression.

"Not good! Zhang Haiyun's target is Fellow Daoist An!"

It is obvious that Zhang Haiyun must be full of hatred towards An Le who pointed out his secret and the identity of "Tian Qiutong" Bingpo.

Especially in this kind of magic circle that isolates everyone, Zhang Haiyun will definitely find Anle first.

Cheng Yuemei's face was heavy: "Friend An, it's dangerous..."

Jiang Yun's followers also looked a little regretful, with some indescribable feelings.

From Jiang Yun's attitude and Anle's slight performance, they could tell that this handsome man was probably a rare genius.

It is really sad and lamentable that he is about to die now.

No matter how confident everyone was in Anle, they never thought that he, who had just broken through to the Jindan stage, would be a match for Zhang Haiyun.

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at the same time.

Anle looked to his side.

Similar to what others had seen, there was no sign of any monks around him.

Moreover, the topography of the Qinghan branch temple also underwent bizarre and strange changes.

The ground is no longer flat, the distance of the road sometimes lengthens and sometimes shortens, becoming winding and twisted, like a complex and ever-changing maze.

The most ominous thing is the artificial light source above Anle's head that emits light all the time.

Every ray of light that shone on him seemed to be filled with unspeakable hostility.

Suddenly, Anle's hair stood on end and he felt a tingling sense of crisis all over his body.

He took two steps back suddenly.

laugh!

A dazzling sword light like a white silk thread passed through Anle's nose dangerously and landed on the ground in front of him, leaving a sword mark that seemed to penetrate the ground, and it was unknown how deep it penetrated into the ground.

Anle did not hesitate. The ghost armor crawled out from under his body. The pale bones were nested in the black and red shell, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye.

It can be seen that the dark gold color of the ghost armor seems to be richer than before.

After breaking through the golden elixir, the ghost armor naturally underwent a certain transformation under the nourishment of spiritual power.

Whether in terms of hardness, additional power or speed, it is far superior to before.

Immediately afterwards, the blood surged and the spiritual power roared violently.

The two are like the fuel in an engine, transforming into powerful power in this body.

Layer upon layer of air waves spread out with Anle as the center. The actual heat and spiritual pressure even made the air several times more condensed. It would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to move in it.

In less than a second, Anle's state reached an unprecedented peak.

This was the first time he used his full strength in reality after breaking through the Golden Core stage.

Then, Anle stomped his feet heavily on the ground and ran towards the distance like lightning.

laugh!laugh!laugh!

At the moment An Le moved, several dazzling pale sword auras fell on the spot where he had landed previously.

"The Sun Shining Sky Wheel Sword Formation was originally a formation used by Zhang Haiyun to simulate the changes of day and night in the Qinghan Branch Hall and provide illumination."

Anle silently recalled the valuable information collected from the deduction.

"But after Zhang Haiyun devoted himself to research for several years, it evolved into an offensive magic array. Any cultivator under the light may be attacked by the sword energy condensed from the sunlight at any time."

"The sharpness of this sword energy is terrifying. Even with my mortal body, I can't resist it."

Anle had personally experienced the power of sword energy during a simulation.

Not to mention ghost armor, even limbs and bones will be cut off.

Anle's attempt in the last simulation actually ended in failure.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Zhang Haiyun is indeed not someone he can defeat at his current level.

But Anle is not without a glimmer of hope.

No matter how profound Zhang Haiyun's attainments in magic arrays are, he is only one person after all. He has to multitask and control several magic arrays at the same time to fight against Ye Ling'er, Jiang Yun and others. He will definitely not be able to attack Anle with his full strength and can only attack with magic arrays.

This is the opportunity for peace and happiness!

"As long as it's a magic array, there will be a center, and the center of the Sun Shining Sky Wheel Sword Array is right here..."

Anle looked up and saw a shining "sun" hanging there.

Swish!

Two sword lights shot out straight from it, heading straight for Anle's eyes.

He had anticipated this and suddenly dodged to the side, the sword light once again leaving a deep mark on the ground.

At this moment, a cold and cruel voice was heard in the air.

"Anle, it's all because of you!"

"If you hadn't come to the Qinghan Branch Hall, if you hadn't told the truth, nothing would have happened. It was you who forced me to take action!"

"You...disaster!"

"You deserve to die!!!"

There was a hint of madness in Zhang Haiyun's tone.

After experiencing this series of stimulations, his mentality had already changed. He even regarded Anle as the culprit and wished to eat him alive!

Anle did not respond, but just moved his body again to avoid the increasingly dense and rapid sword light.

Sometimes he hid in the monks' houses, and sometimes he went into the pavilions built inside the fortress.

In response, Zhang Haiyun showed no mercy and his sword energy fell like rain of light.

All the buildings were chopped and cut off as well.

Rumbling--

The originally magnificent and exquisite buildings kept collapsing, either being cut in half from the center or being directly crushed into powder under the powerful sword energy.

However, during this process, Anle never saw any trace of other monks.

"Have all the people in the Qinghan Branch Temple been transferred away by him?"

"He still has some humanity."

With Zhang Haiyun's mastery of the magic circle, it is not too difficult to achieve this.

When the rain of light formed by the sword energy temporarily subsided, Anle turned around and saw only a ruin behind him.

The exquisite buildings looked like building blocks that were casually disassembled by children. Even if this was only part of the Qinghan branch temple, the cost of building them was undoubtedly extremely huge.

Zhang Haiyun, who used his spiritual consciousness to control the magic formation here, looked increasingly gloomy and felt so heartbroken that it seemed as if blood was about to drip out.

He regarded the entire Qinghan branch temple as his own property.

Zhang Haiyun spent a lot of energy and financial resources to build such an incredibly beautiful scene in this bitter and cold land, but now it has been destroyed by his own hands.

You can imagine how it feels.

Zhang Haiyun once again blamed Anle for this hatred and said coldly: "Run! Keep running!"

"How long can you escape?"

In his opinion, although Anle was dodging as slippery as a loach the whole time and even a ray of sword energy failed to hit him, the consumption of his blood and physical strength was undoubtedly huge.

I can make countless mistakes, but if Anle makes just one mistake, he will die without a burial place!

By this time, Zhang Haiyun's purpose gradually changed.

Not only did he want to kill Anle, he also wanted Anle to fall into despair little by little before he died, and finally reveal his ugly dying appearance.

Murder, but also punish!

Only in this way can Zhang Haiyun's thoughts be clear.

As he spoke, several slender and dazzling lightsabers began to emerge around the "big sun" of the Sun-Shining Sky Wheel Sword Formation.

It is nearly ten meters long and about the thickness of a wrist. It is more like a spear than a "light sword".

Each lightsaber exuded an extremely dangerous aura and was indestructible. It seemed that nothing could stop them.

Just the process of accumulation releases a heart-pounding sense of oppression.

There are nine such lightsabers!

Zhang Haiyun sneered and said, "Please take your time to appreciate my Nine Heavenly Swords!"

Anle's eyes were deep, knowing that the truly dangerous moment was about to begin.

The Nine Swords of Tianyao are more powerful than the other, and they also have the effect of tracking the enemy. If you just dodge, you will only become their target.

Swish!

In an instant, one of the lightsabers pierced through the air and fell straight down with a sharp tearing sound.

This time, Anle no longer relied on his keen intuition to dodge in advance, but stood where he was and took a deep breath.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Haiyun sneered: "Want to take the Nine Heavenly Swords? You are really courting death!"

Even the weakest of the Nine Tianyao Swords is comparable to a blow from a Nascent Soul. If Anle, a small golden elixir, dares to take it head-on, he will surely die.

On the ground, Anle's entire body was mobilized under subtle control.

Muscles, bones, ligaments, internal organs...all function in the most appropriate and perfect way.

It is like an extremely precise instrument that can perform a calculation without any errors.