Chapter 1320 Trying to Break the Formation

Seeing that Qingque no longer panicked, Zhou Shu was relieved.

When practicing with others, he never cared about any danger, but he cared about the panic and inattention of his teammates, which would bring accidents and troubles.

The two were lost in thought.

Without divine consciousness, immortal cultivators are just like ordinary people, with only six senses.

Tactile, visual, auditory, olfactory, taste, and conscious, also known as intuition, how to use these six senses to get out of the seven nights, or to get rid of it, is obviously a very difficult problem.

And the most important thing is that they don't know anything about how to crack the Seven Night Formation.

Even Zhou Shu, who has read all the classics, has never seen any method of cracking the Seven Nights Formation, or an explanation of the formation. No one knows how this formation works, what conditions are needed, and how to deprive it of it. The various perceptions of the people in the formation are all a mystery, which can only be described as weird.

This is a bit similar to the curse that Zhou Shu experienced, but more mysterious.

After a while, Qingque said, "Let's see how big the Seven Nights Formation is first?"

Zhou Shu nodded and felt the same way, "Well, let's go together in one direction."

The two of them stood side by side and swept forward together at an extremely fast speed.

After a quarter of an hour, the two stopped, looked at each other, and shook their heads.

With the speed of the two of them, they can run thousands of miles in a quarter of an hour, but the scenery in front of them has not changed at all.

Qingque said slowly, "It should be a phantom formation, maybe we have been in place all the time."

Without a bit of consciousness, one cannot feel the existence of the phantom array, nor can it be deciphered. He can only bear the influence of the phantom formation on himself.

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "I haven't tried up and down yet, go up first and then down."

According to the words, another half an hour passed, and the result remained the same, still in a desert, without any change in sight.

Qingque shook her head, "It must be a phantom formation, but we have no way to decipher it."

"Not necessarily not."

Zhou Shu turned around and stood back to back with Qing Que, "You and I each use the strongest large-scale attack formulas to keep moving forward."

Qingque was startled for a moment, then realized, "Okay."

Since it is a phantom formation, there should be eyes of the array. If you use a large-scale method to attack everywhere, you may be able to destroy the hidden eyes of the array and break the formation. There is little hope, but it cannot be said that there is no such thing. .

Without spiritual consciousness, you can't get feedback from Yuanli, and you can't perceive the process, but you can see the result with your eyes.

You can only use formulas, without the support of spiritual consciousness, no magic weapon can reach far.

With a calm expression on Zhou Shu's face, he folded his hands together, and thousands of Yuanli flying swords shot out from his hands and flew forward wantonly.

He originally planned to use the Landslide Jue, one of the most extensive methods in the world of cultivating immortals. If Zhou Shu used it, the land would collapse and the ground would crack for hundreds of miles, and there would not be an inch of intact soil, but he gave up just as soon as he wanted to use it. A trace of earth power, if only relying on Yuan power, the effect of Shanbeng Jue will be far worse.

In the same way, the tsunami tactics and so on are similar.

The only way to do it is to use Wanjian Jue, which relies purely on Yuanli.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, cutting the front into ravines. Zhou Shu paused for a moment to take a look, and it was another Wanjian Jue.

If the eyes of the formation are not destroyed, then continue to move forward.

This kind of effort lasted for a long time, both of them were in the Transcendence Tribulation Realm, and their energy was inexhaustible, as far as the eye could see, the place nearly ten thousand li had been destroyed by the two of them, and there was a mess everywhere.

However, there is no sign of change, the messy barrenness is still barrenness, and there is nothing else in sight except sand.

Zhou Shu stopped, walked back, and stopped Qing Que who was still going forward.

He shook his head, "It's useless, it seems that the talisman is not here, or there is no talisman at all."

Qingque nodded, showing a little helplessness, "According to our style of play, even the formation symbols hidden hundreds of miles underground should have been dug out, but there was nothing, and...all fake, from the beginning to the end. It's a phantom formation, our Yuanli has dissipated in the phantom formation."

Zhou Shu nodded slightly, unconsciously lost in thought.

Now, his talents such as deduction have also lost their effects. He has no spiritual consciousness, not only can't perceive the outside situation, but also the inside of the body. The spiritual consciousness is the link connecting the soul and the surroundings. Without the wire, many functions cannot be performed.

The most reliable thing is gone, but Zhou Shu is not depressed, and still maintains a peaceful mind.

Years of cultivating immortality made him understand that anxiety and depression are useless, and only calmness and optimism can give him a chance to win.

It's just that I don't have a clue.

There is no difference between the two people who have no spiritual consciousness and only have the realm of transcending tribulations and transforming gods. They are not much different from ordinary people. How can they decipher the strangest and most terrifying Seven Nights Formation in the world of cultivating immortals.

Maybe it's time to act on instinct?

Try to figure out the psychology of those who set up the formation, guess where they will put the formation talisman, or where they accidentally left a mistake, and then try to find it?

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu realized something, but the blue sparrow beside him had already fled away.

It's faster than Zhou Shu's.

It seems that her thoughts are somewhat similar to Zhou Shu's. She gave up the aimless and destructive search, but relied on her intuition. Of course, this is not very reliable, but Zhou Shu has heard that women's intuition is generally Very accurate.

hope so.

Like two birds, ups and downs in the barren land, constantly looking for the self-righteous talisman.

But nothing.

However, neither of them intended to stop, because they both knew that time was running out, and every breath must be seized.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Shu stopped in front of Qing Que and grabbed her hand.

Qing Que stood firm and approached Zhou Shu obediently, with some doubts in her eyes, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Shu said solemnly, "There is still one hundred breaths left, and it will be the second day after we entered the battle."

"ah?"

Qing Que was startled, "It's the second day so soon, that is to say, we're going to lose another perception..."

Zhou Shu nodded gently, "Let's not separate."

Qing Que nodded and glanced at Zhou Shu with complicated eyes.

It's different from when they came in. At that time, they didn't know what was inside, and they didn't have much emotion. Now that they know it, they still can't get rid of it. They can only quietly wait for the punishment to come, which is even more tormented.

Zhou Shu counted the seconds in his heart, five, four, three, two...

He wants to perceive in detail how his own perception disappears. It sounds contradictory, but it must be done.

Silence, for a long time.

"Can you talk?"

"able."

Qingque was a little delighted, her hearing was still there, which meant that the two could still communicate, which could be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Zhou Shu was very serious, "Am I still holding your hand?"

"Hand, your hand?"

Qing Que seemed to have realized something, and quickly looked, the two hands were still holding each other, but they didn't feel anything about each other, as if they were holding the air.

"Touch, no more."

Zhou Shu said calmly.