Chapter 372 Playing Formations with Me? ?

The whirlpool rolled, the resentful souls cried, and the huge black hole gave people a chilling scene.

Just now, Yin Long killed a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with one blow, which made the cultivators present feel cold.

Even if it was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul, he might not be able to take the blow just now.

Seeing that no one around him agreed with his words, Lu Xianhua of Xuanlian Zhenzong frowned.

The skinny cultivator noticed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and immediately said: "Fellow Daoist Lu is the disciple of Senior Lingzun of Xuanlian Zhenzong. With Fellow Daoist Lu leading us, we can definitely kill Yin Long and seize the thread of rules. What are you hesitating about?"

But the shouting of the tall and thin cultivator did not make the cultivators present take any action. Everyone was afraid of Yin Long and the disciple of Huashen Lingyao.

From the beginning of the siege of Yin Long, this master disciple of Xuanlian Zhenzong was ahead of everyone else and released a portable formation to protect his body.

After a fight, although Yin Long was beaten back to his lair, everyone was more or less affected, while the master disciple of Zhenzong was still shining.

It sounds good to say that the thread of rules is equally divided.

Seeing that no one moved, Lu Xianhua frowned even more deeply.

"Fellow Taoists, this is an overlapping space. My Zhenzong has a way to get out. Even if it is not for the thread of rules, you have to consider how to get out."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several cultivators changed color.

Everyone has been trapped in this space for a long time, and more or less have gained something, but the overlapping space is like a prison, and there is no way out at all.

"The Xuanlian Zhenzong has three spiritual masters in charge, and they are the giants of our human race. We should obey the orders of Fellow Daoist Lu."

"Not for the thread of rules, but to fulfill the loyalty of the same race with Fellow Daoist Lu."

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Looking at the fence-sitters, Lv Xianhua chuckled. Although the Xuanlian Zhenzong is not a purely human sect, the human race occupies one-third of the power in the sect.

"Since everyone agrees, let's go in. It's just a resentful soul. It died a long time ago. If you still want to stir up trouble, don't you see that the weather has changed."

The Merit Clone looked around and saw that the cultivators around him had reached a consensus. He naturally nodded, as if he wanted to make friends with Fellow Daoist Lu of the Xuanlian Zhenzong.

Including him, there are a total of twelve cultivators, and the weakest are all in the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Fellow Daoists, when I left the sect, I brought with me a quasi-fifth-level formation, the Wanling Mixed Formation. This formation has both offensive and defensive capabilities and can be used as a defense after going down."

As he spoke, Lv Xianhua waved his hand and threw out a string of formation flags, each of which flashed with different spiritual lights.

"Fellow Daoists, this formation requires seven cultivators to hold the main formation flags to exert its greatest power."

Lv Xianhua looked at the changes in everyone's expressions and changed his tone, saying, "Of course, even if you fellow Daoists are unwilling to hold the formation flags, it doesn't matter. This formation can still be operated, but the power may drop to the peak level of the Nascent Soul."

Flags of formations were suspended in the air, and many cultivators had drooping eyelids, unable to see any changes.

But no one took action to obtain the formation flags, which was enough to explain what everyone was thinking.

"I'll hold the first one."

The tall and thin cultivator who had been very servile before spoke up and directly took one of the formation flags into his hand.

"I am willing to do my part for the safety of fellow Taoists."

After the first one, there will be the second and the third.

The Merit clone saw the fifth one and grabbed a formation flag.

First, get the formation flag in your hand. As for whether there is any problem, can it be hidden from him, the formation master?

In the blink of an eye, seven formation flags fell into the hands of different cultivators. Seeing this, Lu Xianhua divided the secret of controlling the formation into seven parts and passed them to seven people respectively.

"This formation has three changes in total. The first thing we have to do after we go down is defense. As long as we can stabilize the formation, the Yin Dragon will become ours."

After receiving the formation usage guide from Lu Xianhua, the Merit clone looked like he was studying seriously.

But the hidden original Shen Lian cursed.

Can there still be a good person in this world of immortal cultivation?

He noticed something wrong when he got the formation flag.

First of all, this formation has the power of attack and defense, but the problem is that the functions of the formation are not complete.

There is another formation hidden under the formation flag. To construct this double formation, at least a great craftsman like him with exquisite craftsmanship is needed.

However, it is really difficult to figure out the second formation without attracting attention.

However, there is no big problem with the operation formula of the first formation given by Lu Xianhua. Once it is in operation, it can form a seven-star ring formation to protect everyone in the formation.

As for the bound runes hidden in the formation, they are all minor problems.

Since the formation flag is controlled by the cultivator, this formation can be easily moved.

"I have heard that the formation of the Xuanlian Formation Sect is mysterious and unparalleled, and it is famous in the world of cultivation. Today, I see that it is indeed well-deserved."

After having the formation, everyone did not rush into the black cave, but followed everyone's suggestions and practiced the formation several times.

During the practice, Shen Lian also figured out the role of the second formation.

It turned out to be a formation that combined space, summoning, and positioning. This kind of formation was rare in the world of immortal cultivation, and it was the first time he encountered it.

He had played with formations to his advantage.

The power of space can be used for teleportation, not to mention summoning and positioning runes.

But it seems a bit unreasonable to use teleportation summoning talismans here. After all, there is a lot of overlapping space, and if you are not careful, you can be teleported hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Summoning, positioning..."

Soon, Shen Lian had a clear understanding in his heart.

He has never encountered the old monster of God Transformation since the beginning of the wilderness. It is easy for the old monster of God Transformation not to be discovered by him, but it is not easy if he does not want the order of heaven and earth to notice it.

"A big dog has a lot of tricks, sorry."

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"Fellow Taoists, let's go down and kill the Yin Dragon and divide the thread of rules equally."

Seeing that the formation drill was almost complete, Lu Xianhua called everyone to prepare for action.

This is very problematic. There are only nine threads of rules on Yinlong's body, but there are twelve monks present, but no one made it clear.

Maybe after beating the Yin Dragon, they can evenly divide it.

"Buzz!"

As the seven formation flags were activated, a formation similar to the Big Dipper emerged, enveloping everyone in it.

The seven formation flags turned into seven starlights. Below them were seven monks, including the merit clones. Each of them controlled the formation flags and formed a whole body to fly towards the dark hole.

The 'Zizzizi' formation flashed with light, constantly colliding with the surrounding Yin Qi, making a harsh sound.

Amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves, countless resentful souls rushed out from below and were directly washed into nothingness by the formation.

Under the black hole, black energy was billowing, and pairs of glowing eyes stared at the seven-star formation.

"That Yin Dragon is over there."

Lu Xianhua was in the center of the formation. After noticing where the Yin Dragon was, he said, "Fellow Taoists, follow me and work together to kill the Yin Dragon."

It was only at this moment that everyone could clearly see the size of this Yin Dragon. It was three thousand feet long from head to tail, like a black mountain, with wisps of black flames surrounding it.

These flames exude a cold air and cover the surrounding area.

"Hunyuan attack!"

Lu Xianhua played the spell with both hands, and the seven suspended formation flags buzzed at the same time.

The seven monks in charge of the formation flags also took action one after another. The energy formed above the seven formation flags gathered together, and a stick like a giant tree emerged.

The giant tree fell like a landslide, falling directly in the direction of Yin Long.

Wherever it passes, the rolled up energy sweeps in all directions.

Seeing this, Yinlong raised a dragon claw, and the huge dragon claws quickly condensed in mid-air. Each claw was like a mountain, with black flames hanging on it.

The dragon's claw fell and caught the falling stick shadow.

The entire cave trembled violently, and the entire formation retreated thousands of feet as the energy rolled up.

The Yin Dragon's sharp claws shattered, and its body shook violently a few times before being caught deeply in place.

"Uh-huh!"

A muffled groan sounded in the formation, and many monks took a breath and quickly restored their turbulent magic power.

"A bunch of trash."

Seeing that the formation was a bit messy, Lu Xianhua couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Fellow Taoists, perform the third formation change."

Many monks who had just stabilized their breath heard Lu Xianhua's greeting, and rushed towards the formation with magic spells with both hands.

"Ah, what's going on? My mana is being sucked away quickly."

When the spell was completed, everyone's mana was mobilized and they quickly dived into the formation flag.

It is normal for formations to require mana to perform, but at this moment the monks found that their mana was draining a bit too fast.

"Fellow Taoist, don't panic. The third level of transformation requires a lot of mana to support it, and it can explode into combat power that surpasses Nascent Soul Dzogchen."

As he spoke, the same mana surged out of Lu Xianhua's body. As the main formation man, he controlled the formation disk.

The magic power on his body was like pouring down a dam, pouring into the array.

Seeing the fluctuations in Lu Xianhua's body made the remaining monks feel slightly relieved.

"Buzz!"

But things are not taken for granted. Among the seven monks who control the formation flag, there is a short and black monk. The mana surges from his body and he is about to cut off the connection.

But this time he tried and found that he couldn't break away from the connection with the formation flag, and a vortex formed in his dantian, passively drawing out mana.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you are harming me!"

There is a big difference between releasing mana and passively extracting mana. After one person tried, the remaining monks also tried to cut off the connection with the formation, but they all suffered the same fate.

As one of the seven monks who control the formation flag, the merit clone also pretended to try it, looking shocked, "Fellow Taoist, you don't talk about immortal virtues!"

After saying that, he screamed again, "Ah, fellow Taoist, save me, my mana is about to be sucked out."