The two stripes on the ground intertwined, turning into a fire, and the smoke flew and clouds dispersed.

"Chenfang, can you stop it?"

Fu Ling'er saw Chen Fang blocking another move and asked happily.

Chen Fang nodded with a wry smile: "It's very difficult to block it. Their realm is indeed unfathomable. It's so far that flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people."

The old man was also surprised and looked up at him again.

Only when he glanced at this way did his eyes have some magical charm.

Then he lowered his head again and drew a pattern on the ground, pointing straight to the sun.

This pattern is like lightning. Although it is only drawn on the ground, it has an unstoppable momentum.

Chen Fangda was surprised and looked at the stripe and sat up straight.

"Second-level four-level residual pattern?"

This residual pattern actually carries the image of the fourth-level residual pattern. Although it is still very unstandard, the power of the fourth-level heaven can be seen. Only then did he realize that the old man was mistakenly creating the fourth-level magic pattern in this realm.

And this is amazing.

If you want to create your own level 4 magic pattern, how high is this person?

Fu Ling'er also covered her show-mouthed mouth, her face moved.

This stripe was so extraordinary. Just when she looked, she felt a strong sense of depression in her heart, as if a giant god was standing in front of her, and the pressure released made her breathless.

She glanced at the old man in surprise again, but she didn't expect that this "crazy" would make such a sharp and terrifying move.

Chen Fang sat there frowned tightly.

He has not yet dabbled in the level 4. Although it is just a residual pattern, it is still extremely difficult to crack it by relying solely on his state of mind.

But I was still very dissatisfied and unwilling to admit defeat.

"Want to stump him?"

After thinking about it, my mind was resolutely immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the stripes drawn by the old man evolved into my mind, and then I pulled down the golden light inherited by the God of War one by one and injected them into the experiment.

He is not as high as the old man, but he can rely on the inheritance of the God of War to crack violently.

A short section of inherited golden light was tried to inject it, but it didn't react. I don't know how many balls of it were tested, but finally a piece of golden light could cause the reaction of this stripe after it was injected.

The divine thoughts are immersed in the golden light and carefully comprehended them.

Half a quarter of an hour, the golden light of inheritance was finally understood thoroughly by him and turned into something in his realm. With a finger, the golden light was injected into the pattern and activated the pattern.

Chen Fang suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his fingers and stroked the ground long. A sharp pattern approached the old man and intersected the stripe that the old man had crossed.

With a loud bang, it seemed like a mountain was cut off, cutting the old man's traces into two pieces.

The heavy and draped lines still remained on the ground with great might.

“Huh?”

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at the shining lines through his loose hair, as if he was staring at the baby, and his eyes were looking at it for a long time.

Fu Ling'er didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the strange man.

Chen Fang felt almost done, so he stood up slowly, bowed to the old man, wanting to speak.

The old man suddenly realized something, and suddenly looked up, and after his disguised hair, he could see his ecstatic face.

Then with a low roar, a kite turned over and turned over on the spot, and was about to rush back and verify what he had realized. He flew down the mountain road like a big bird, and disappeared into the vast mountain scenery in a few ups and downs, and never saw him again.

It seems like it has never appeared before.

"Leave?"

Chen Fang looked sad, waved his hand and looked in the direction where the old man disappeared.

If they didn't shout out if they wanted to say hello, if it weren't for the messy patterns remaining on the ground, they all suspected that they had just had a dream.

"It turns out that Dao Chi is such a strange man, so many people have misread him."

Fu Ling'er said in a daze.

Chen Fang suddenly turned around and asked anxiously: "Senior Sister, do you know where this person lives? How can I find him again?"

"You have something to ask him for?"

Fu Ling'er was a little curious and turned her head to look at Chen Fang.

"yes."

Chen Fang nodded urgently: "This is a strange man. A lot of things he has studied can help me broaden my horizons. If he can teach me, I believe my magic trick will improve a lot. Then I will be more confident when I discuss with Master Qiu."

With this, he was very regretful, and he didn't expect this strange man to leave so fast.

In fact, when he saw the patterns drawn on the ground, he realized that this was the most accomplished master in magic patterns that he had seen so far.

At that time, his heart was full of enthusiasm, thinking about making friends with this person so that he could ask others for advice on magic and tattooing.

The exchange between the Lord Qiu and the Lord of Hall has always been like a mountain in his heart.

That was the battle he was least sure of.

And he can't afford to lose.

If you lose, it is equivalent to being defeated by Cheng Yiluo in the first round of competition. It will be even more difficult to fight for the establishment of a sect in the future.

The old man in front of him is a master who can create his own magic patterns. If he can be taught by others, it will definitely be a great opportunity for him.

That's why I just sat down in front of the old man and wanted to get to know him in the form of fighting patterns.

But he didn't expect that such an expert was so strange. After Douwen, he didn't say a word and flew down the mountain, giving him no chance to get to know him.

"That's right, I really don't know his true identity."

Fu Ling'er was also anxious for Chen and searched for information about Dao Chi in her mind. Then she realized that she had known so little about this person before and was almost barren.

The Wanzong Alliance is too big. There are tens of thousands of people under one artifact hall alone. There are countless people in the entire sect. If you don’t want to know someone specifically, it is really difficult to know his background.

"I'll help you ask others to see if you can have a letter in the past few days."

Fu Ling'er said.

"That's all."

Chen Fang nodded with regret.

It was definitely an opportunity for him to meet this master on the way to the main hall. At least for a while, he felt that he gained a lot. Especially after violently cracking the level 4 residual pattern, he felt that he had a deeper understanding of the realm of the magic pattern.

However, this kind of master, the dragon, has no way to see his head but not his tail, and it is impossible to find a place even if he wants to visit him on his own initiative.

Four days later, the annual banquet will be held, and then we will have to fight with Lord Qiu.

I wonder if he will have the chance to meet this master again before the annual banquet.

"I hope I can find out the whereabouts of this person before the annual banquet."
Chapter completed!