"Boom~"

The sky was full of thunder, thundering, and torrential rain, which was not enough to describe its swiftness.

The power of such a terrifying thunderbolt has never changed so much that the scene in front of Zhang Fan and Xiruo is still as hazy and looming as a foggy building.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a dragon's roar in their ears, and then it was covered by the roar of thunder, if it weren't for the fact that they had already made up their minds in their hearts, Zhang Fan would have thought it was just an illusion.

"What a foggy lightning strike!"

"This formation, it's not idle!"

Zhang Fan squinted his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

From this formation alone, it was not difficult for him to know that it was unlikely that the person who suppressed Lao Mojiao and set up this big formation here would be the Great Demon of Transformation, and the likely surname of the human being was much greater.

Although today's transformation demons, if they are more talented, they generally have some inheritance memories handed down from the heyday of the demon clan, such as the Ten Dragons Great Array that covered the sea and so on.

However, limited to factors such as the body of demon beasts and natural instincts, there are very few people who can cultivate the formation path to arrange this big array, and each of them is a world-class powerhouse.

"Hee-hee, it's a good formation. ”

Xiruo's expression was not as dignified as Zhang Fan's, his eyes flowed for a while, and he let go.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan glanced back at her with a little strangeness.

"Senior brother, do you know what little sister is best at?"

A misty smile appeared in Xiruo's eyes, and she said to Zhang Fan.

"What do you do best?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, but it was difficult to answer.

didn't want to know, and after a little groaning, he realized that his understanding of Xiruo was too little.

What is you best at? This is just the old Huang Li during the Qi refining period, and when the two of them meet again during the foundation building period, Zhang Fan found that she seems to have abandoned the exercises along the way.

After a while, Zhang Fan shook his head and said ashamedly: "I really don't know for my brother." ”

"Haha~"

In the laughter like a silver bell, Xi Ruo suddenly stretched out a ** jade foot, and lightly clicked it in the void.

Suddenly, the sparkling, like the delicate toes, touched the water mirror, and suddenly rippled and spread towards the place shrouded in mist.

Zhang Fan looked at all this, and when he realized something, the voice of regret sounded in his ears at the right time:

"When I was a teenager, my senior brother, you were all good at the Dao of Instruments and the Dao of Dan, and my little sister was ashamed of herself, and I knew that my senior brother was not good at the formation path, so in the past hundred years, the time for studying the formation was much longer than the time for cultivation~"

"How does she know she's not good at formation?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

It's a pity that in the land of fire spirits in Tianzhu Mountain, they were trapped by the formation together, and finally found the path by relying on the wild monkey Bi Ling, presumably at that time, this smart woman saw that he was not good at the study of the formation path.

"The Formation Dao Masters in the sect all praise the little sister's talent and talent, and she is the most suitable for the study of the Formation Dao, so now I will invite the senior brother to taste one or two. ”

After a moment's effort, I thought that if the toes were pointed, I stopped in the clouds, the universe reversed, the wind and clouds changed, and a sudden avenue suddenly emerged.

The ground gushes white lotus, spread all over the clear spring, in the sound of flowing water, one after another snow-white lotus flowers, if there is no root, bloom in the drift with the flowing water;

Above the white lotus, the sound of the sky is swirling, a graceful posture of the goddess, dancing lightly, the jade feet of the ** on the white lotus, the refreshing fragrance diffuses, I don't know whether the fragrance of flowers sets off the woman's body fragrance, or the goddess increases the color of the white lotus.

- The White Lotus Heavenly Goddess is in the domain!

This straight into the clouds and mist of the White Lotus Heavenly Maiden Avenue, passing through, "crackling" sound, the clouds or annihilation, or being sucked into it, obviously on both sides of the avenue, are surging clouds and mist, if the cloud dragon is angry, but on the avenue, it is an intoxicating pure land style.

"Good!"

"It's a good refining array to enter the domain, but if you have good means, you actually use the Divine Power Domain to form your own formation space, and enter your Divine Power Domain, which is equivalent to facing thousands of changing formations, and it is really good!"

"Admire and admire for my brother!"

Zhang Fan smiled and was full of praise.

Half to please the beauty, half to do so.

This kind of method is already to integrate the method of the formation path, smelt it into the realm of divine power, and reach the realm of stepping into the formation method, which is even better than the realm of refining the formation into the body that I saw when I was a teenager.

It's a pity that if she really didn't say anything, with her formation cultivation today, she can be called a grandmaster.

"This is thanks to the help of Senior Brother Natural Spring, otherwise it will take at least twenty years for my little sister to reach such a state!"

Xi Ruoyan smiled, pulled Zhang Fan's palm, and the two of them rose into the air and landed on the white lotus.

"Wow~"

Falling silently, the white lotus broke the water, and suddenly, far into the clouds and mist.

Zhang Fan looked back, but saw that the two of them were passing through, and the Divine Power Domain behind them collapsed inch by inch, scattered into the clouds and mist, and the avenue in front of him was still standing still, and the clouds and mist arrays on all sides could not advance a bit.

"Senior Brother~"

At this moment, Xi Ruo looked back and smiled: "This is the Cloud Dragon Nine Formation Formation, which should be the demon clan method inherited from the ancient dragon clan's lineage." ”

"Cloud Dragon Nine Appearance?!"

Zhang Fan nodded, and in the clouds and mist on all sides, there was the appearance of a cloud dragon.

"It is said that it is the nine dragons of the clouds, and in reality, it should be the ten dragons. ”

Xi Ruo continued: "If you want to set up this formation, you need to have a living dragon bloodline at the heart of the formation, that is, Jiaolong, before it can be completed. ”

"Take it as the center, extract its dragon yuan, and then form this formation!"

"In terms of the demon clan, it can be regarded as okay, but compared to the formation path of our human immortal cultivators, it is not more than Er'er, and it is a little rough. ”

Between the words, it was a pity that he was unimpressed by this cloud dragon nine appearance array, and his contempt was overflowing.

In this regard, Zhang Fan could only smile bitterly, if he came alone, it is estimated that he would be directly and forcefully broken, and he would not enter so well.

"So ......"

"We're not in the wrong place!"

Zhang Fan smiled, the center of the formation is Jiaolong, this arranger even pointed out the location of Lao Mojiao, it was simply effortless.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a roar, and the clouds and mist on all sides collapsed, making a loud noise, and the cloud dragon roared unwillingly.

In front of me, it suddenly became brighter.

"This is Lightning Strike Gap?"

At this time, he had entered the formation, and the clouds and mist could no longer cover the sky, revealing the true face of the Lightning Strike Gorge in front of Zhang Fan and Xiruo.

On the sea, two steep islands like mountain peaks face each other across the sea, close to each other, sandwiched into a canyon, sometimes thunder falls from the sky, straight into the canyon, it is called the lightning strike gorge.

I don't know if it's the topography of the canyon or some other reason, when the sea passes through the canyon, the torrent rotates, surging, and the sound of the waves breaking the shore does not let the thunder roar.

Lightning strikes, rapids, and steep canyons are all dangerous no matter how you look at them.

Especially for the ...... in the canyon

"Old Mojiao!"

Zhang Fan and Xiruo's eyes lit up at the same time and found their goal.

In the very center of the canyon, where the torrent rotates the most violently and the stormy waves are the most violent, a pillar of golden light breaks out from the bottom of the water, allowing the torrent to wash and stand.

The golden light was a pillar made of gold, bound with golden chains, and a huge black body was tightly tied to it.

- Mo Jiao!

The scales are as black as ink and with crystal water, as if black water is condensed, and the posture is vigorous and graceful, and it is bound to the pillar, which shows a bit of poignant and tragic feeling, just like the enlarged version of the sixth-order ink Jiao in Zhang Fan's sleeve.

"At least a Jiaolong above the seventh order!"

"Whew~"

The sound was like a dragon's groan, and the sound of a beast's dying wail was in the ears, not a vent, but an unconscious moan.

"Senior brother, this ink Jiao is really miserable!"

Xiruo stood beside Zhang Fan, shook his head and said.

"It's miserable, but it's honorable. ”

Zhang Fan's eyes were deep, but he was not staring at the ink Jiao, but more importantly, he was paying attention to the golden pillar.

"The dragon pile, the sky thunder strikes, this treatment, the ancient demon dragon is nothing more than that. ”

"Dragon Pile?!"

Xiruo exclaimed in surprise, followed his gaze, and finally found the difference between the golden pillar.

The golden pillar itself has no patterns, only blood flows down the pillar, which should be the blood of Mojiao.

Strangely, no matter how the torrent washed, the blood on the golden pillar was unaffected, as if it was flowing inside it.

In other words, the pillar is sucking blood.

But what is sucked is more than blood!

The dragon stump is the secret method of the ancient demon clan, which is said to be a certain demon god, created for the remnants of the dragon, and has been the nightmare of the dragon clan since ancient times.

The dragon pile is out, and the dragon clan cannot escape!

A single dragon stake like now, as long as the messenger has enough strength to control it, it is enough to restrain a seventh-order dragon, from ** to the divine soul, and then to a dragon yuan.

Dun Dragon Pile, Dragon Slaying Platform, these are the two treasures created for the rest of the sin after the decline of the ancient Heavenly Dragon, specializing in the dragon clan of the world.

Although there is no dragon slaying platform in front of him, this dragon stake can be regarded as a rare treasure.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the most powerful Heavenly Dragon Remnant, the genus of the True Dragon, could not stand the number of thirty-six Heavenly Gangs, which was really terrifying.

Bound by the dragon pile, there are thunderbolts that keep falling down, bombarding the dragon's head, and then spreading all over the body in an instant, every thunder flashes, it is the sound of moaning, Mo Jiao's body trembled violently, just looking at it, it is not difficult to imagine the boundless pain.

Zhang Fan and Xiruo, standing in front of this ink Jiao, just a moment of effort, the thunder that fell in front of him was as many as one hundred and ten daos, although the power of each one was not very strong, but it was not something that immortal cultivators below the Yuanying real person could resist.

The body of this ink Jiao's dragon is strong, but it has been slashed by such a dense heavenly thunder for a hundred years, and the taste of each can be imagined.

"Ah~"

As if feeling something, the ink Jiao who was simply stuck in the dying, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhang Fan and the two of them.

Numb, sluggish, and finally lively, showing a touch of agility.

"Kill~~"

"Kill me~"

"Please, kill me~"

The sorrowful dragon groan, the earth-shattering thunder roared, and the dragon pile felt the struggle of Mo Jiao, and the golden chains that kept being tied up revealed the desolation of not being able to die.

(To be continued)