The reason why formation cultivation is called formation cultivation is that the formation is different from other studies. It is not a problem for a formation master to practice until the end of his practice, and it is not a problem to trap people of the same level.

No one has ever seen the strongest power of the ancestor Junwei, and it seems that only Yao Zhaohai knows that Yao Zhaohai is dead, so Junwei does not need to take action in this war.

Nine long gray vows were entangled with the thirteen-man weapons. The thirteen-man Yuanying Demon King monks led by Jian Ming were immediately furious and used laws to block them.

"Yin and Yang Formation." Zhou Liang waved it lightly, and the black and white energy in the dantian seemed to move gently, condensed into a formation again in the ten directions.

"Fellow Taoists, the three fellow Taoists, Fu Tai, Sword Demon, and Fantasy Picture, cannot come in person, which is really a pity!" Zhou Liang's body hidden in the ultimate realm and stayed in it.

The gray vowstone Buddha held up with both hands and slowly closed the cage. This guy actually added a layer of Buddha's kingdom in the ultimate realm.

So awesome. Tian Mozi was facing the enemy for the first time with Zhou Liang. His heart that was a little contempt suddenly disappeared. He would definitely dare to conclude that if he was alone at this moment, he would probably have died!

"Fellow Taoists, you must rush out of this formation, otherwise we will all be exhausted and die!" Jian Ming looked at the ten directions of space, and suddenly waved a hundred-foot sword light in his hand, and roared a little above.

The Emperor's Sword fell into Tian Mozi's hand, and the same hundred-foot sword energy, with a trace of pure sword intent, was swung together.

Qiu Yusha's eyes were cold, her gray hair suddenly stretched out and pierced into the space above. Fu Zi smiled faintly, a crack appeared between his eyebrows, and a transparent talisman suddenly flew forward, and the other seven or eight Yuanying Demon Kings also used all their skills to rush out!

Although the Ten Directions Realms are peerless formations, the thirteen Nascent Soul Demon Kings used all their concentrated attacks, and Zhou Liang could not resist them. He thought in his heart that the Buddha Kingdom let go of a hole and released the seven or eight Nascent Soul-level cultivators.

As soon as these seven or eight monks came out, they saw several demon kings with demonic energy soaring at the sky on the opposite side.

There was a melee, and the Formation Crazy stood on the short back mountain, watching the battle between tens of thousands of monks in front of the Yin-Yang Hall of the Formation Sect. This scene seemed to have happened a thousand years ago.

"I feel sorry." Song Yun and the three masters appeared in front of the Zhenchi for some time. "A thousand years ago, I remember that the Zhenzong also suffered many casualties."

"The situation seemed even more subtle at that time." Song Sen's face was solemn, "If we had not been blessed by our master, we would have probably turned gray."

"If you can't ascend, you're still an ant from this continent." Songlin sighed silently, "The boss, the third boss, if you have a problem here, we brothers will also go into seclusion."

Matsumori nodded and looked at the chaotic battle in the square, thinking a lot, but everyone in the field couldn't worry about that, especially Zhou Liang. He didn't even think about Qinglin, and Jian Ming and the other two were already under a lot of pressure.

"Suppress!" The Netherworld Sword was lifted out of his hand, and Zhou Liang was not artificial, and the red lotus and golden fire were directly sprinkled out.

The already dark and deep space in the ten directions seemed to be isolated from all forbidden areas, and a hot temperature suddenly spread.

Qiu Yusha and the other four changed their expressions. After a while, a transparent small sword appeared on Jian Ming's head. He quickly protected himself. Qiu Yusha's pupils turned pale again, and an illusory white light enveloped him. A blood mark broke out between Fu Zi's eyebrows again, and entered his pupils. A blood-red talisman blocked him. A black stone appeared in Tian Mozi's hand. The stone emitted a faint black light, which could temporarily block the red lotus golden fire.

"Sun essence fire!" Zhou Liang looked into the sky and saw that the Golden Crow Body Refining Technique was all activated. The fourth-grade sun essence fire was absorbed by him and burned to the four people.

The Medicine Buddha's clone and the Lantern Buddha's clone rushed to the place where the four girls of Qinglin were. "The Honglian Karma Fire, the four are worthy of being geniuses, and they can still resist it."

Qiu Yusha looked at Zhou Liang with pale eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The ruins of the Sea God, it is indeed a big gain. If this red lotus karma fire is warmed by you for a long time, it is probably even more powerful, but if you want to kill us, you will have a delusion!"

"Is that?" Zhou Liang narrowed his eyes, and Xiao Fen's figure suddenly appeared. A transparent light seemed to spew out of his mouth, and blood-red waves emerged. "With the red lotus, how can there be no sea of ​​blood? Today I will let you truly see it."

Zhou Liang put away all kinds of formations, and the four demon lords flew back to their eyebrows. When their bodies turned, the demon essence surged, and a small black Yuanying sat cross-legged on top of their heads.

If someone can enter the ten directions of the realm, he will find that within this hundred feet of space, the karma fire is burning and the waves of the sea of ​​blood are surging. On the sea of ​​blood, Zhou Liang sat upright on the blood lotus, and a black and red magic baby was sitting cross-legged on it above his head!

The other four people have their own means, so let’s save their lives for the time being. "I wonder if the four people, can this sea of ​​red lotus blood trap you?"

"I'm afraid it's not enough?" Fu Zi's eyes were faint, and the crack between his eyebrows became bigger again. Zhou Liang looked at Fu Zi, "Since that's the case, fellow Taoist Fu Zi, why not go into my Buddhist kingdom?"

The two illusory Buddha hands were covered with dense textures. The rough huge fingers suddenly pulled Fu Zi out of the sea of ​​blood. The body of Fu Zi was shocked between her hands!

"The blood talisman came out!" The skin on both sides of his forehead and eyebrows were directly cracked, and the blood and flesh on it rolled directly, revealing the white skull. A blood-red transparent talisman jumped out of it!

The blood talisman turned into tens of millions, and then turned into tens of millions of blood-colored light and entered every illusory Buddhist son in the Buddha's Kingdom. Zhou Liang pondered in his heart, and it was worthy of being the Wanshimen Sect. Is this blood talisman technique really magic?

My face was pondering, I was afraid that the three of you still wanted to leave? Since that's the case, just leave, it depends on whether you can get out of my little ancestor's fantasy array!

"This guy's plan is really amazing." Song Lin sighed again, "When the magical magic is not included, he actually set up a high-level illusion array for these three people."

"That person named Fu Zi should be dying." Zhen Chi said lightly, "Fu Zi is just an illegitimate son of Fu Shen, kill Bai Sha."

Songyun's three heroes felt a chill. You think you were killed in vain. That guy is dead now. The grand ancestor of the Mahayana stage. Thinking of this, the three of them still have the urgency to go into seclusion.

When Zhou Liang and Fu Zi were fighting, the Ten Directions Realm was indeed a little loose. Jian Ming and the other two looked at each other and immediately took action, "breaking away."

Zhou Liang looked at the three people who had "break open" and sneered in his heart. Is this dreamless and illusion array that I studied too much, is it a joke? But it is enough to trap you for a short time, and kill the talisman?

Every blood talisman seeped into the illusory Buddha sons. The pious expressions of those Buddha sons suddenly stopped, their eyes began to stagnate, and their eyebrows were all turned on their skin without any surprise. Fu Zi sneered, "I'm optimistic about my study of the Talismanship!"

The illusory Buddhist sons seemed to have learned the art of blood talismans in an instant, and they also waved thousands of blood talismans from their hands to gather them together.

A magic weapon appeared in Fu Zi's hand, saying it was a magic weapon, and it was also a talisman. This talisman was a little yellow, the cinnabar runes on it were a little dim, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. "This is a blood-abundant talisman created by the talisman ancestor of my sect's God-Crafting Period. It depends on whether you have the ability."

The blood-storing talisman was thrown by Fu Zi, and hovered above Zhou Liang Daoying. The yellowed talisman paper began to emit faint blood light.

"This talisman cannot be underestimated." Jun Wei has been protecting the law in Zhao Qingran's retreat. During the war, she should be wary. Her eyes seemed to have penetrated thousands of miles in a radius. "It does have the aura of a god-transforming cultivator. Although the god-transforming cultivator cannot attack the Nascent Soul cultivator, she has never said that she cannot use the magic weapon talisman of the god-transforming cultivator."

"However, Zhou Liang will not lose, and Fu Zi will die miserably!" Jun Wei glanced at Zhao Qingran who was in seclusion and smiled faintly. You took over a good disciple, right? You are still proud until now!

The black and red reflection color suddenly became transparent, and the chubby little hands were flying in the air. Zhou Liang looked cold and looked forward. "The eleven rules are not coming out yet!"
Chapter completed!