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Chapter 161 Zhang Yuanzhu: Bug, dares not show his face even when killing people (3000)

Zhang Yuanzhu walked out of Heijiaofang.

There were no problems and we left the market very smoothly.

It took no more than half an hour from the time the young man entered the Lingfang to the time he left. Apart from purchasing materials for setting up the formation, he did not do anything else.

After leaving the market town, he did not control his magic weapon to fly, but ran through the jungles and mountains.

The mist covering his face slowly dissipated as he walked forward, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

A green light bloomed in his eyes, and his pupils were like two green suns, observing the surroundings.

The spiritual objects for the formation are ready. Now we need to find a suitable location to set up the formation.

With his current strength, no matter how ingenious or profound the formation he sets up is, according to common sense, it cannot pose a threat to the foundation.

But there are exceptions to everything.

In Qin Li's experience with formations, a small part of it talked about formation knowledge, and most of it was about the concepts.

Some of the insights therein were so impressive that even he could not help but admire them.

For example: formations in the sky, formations on the earth, formations in nature, everything in the world can be a formation.

With a slight change to the terrain, some terrain can be transformed into a killing array of heaven and earth, using the power of heaven and earth to kill powerful enemies.

Pity!
Zhang Yuanzhu sighed inwardly.

Such a great man was actually sacrificed by Qingyangzhai for the so-called inheritance.

Fortunately, he understood the other party's ideas, agreed with the other party's insights, and with the help of [Characteristic] Wisdom, he gained more.

Zhang Yuanzhu half-closed his pupils to hide his emotions.

"Let me try. Is the idea we both agree on right or wrong?"

As I was lost in thought, vast ancient forests and towering mountains kept passing through my field of vision.

He seemed tireless and kept running.

From day to night, and from night to day.

After seven days and seven nights, Zhang Yuanzhu stopped on a hill.

He stood on the hill, looked up, and the towering mountains and rivers came into view.

There are three mountains of different heights standing around, and including the hill under his feet, there are exactly five mountains.

Looking down, under the five mountains and rivers, there is a pool of water that is a thousand meters long and wide.

The water in the pond is clear, and fish jump out of it from time to time.

"Ah!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled lightly, feeling happy.

He found the burial place of his enemy.

After an unknown amount of time, the laughter stopped and the young man leaned against a dead tree beside him and began to regulate his breathing and magic power.

He needed to restore himself to his best condition before considering how to arrange the formation.

About two hours later, Zhang Yuanzhu straightened his back, kicked off his shoes and socks, and began to observe the hill.

After finishing observing the hill, he ran to the nearby mountains and rivers to observe them carefully.

Mountains, lakes, and not an inch of land was spared.

Seven full days passed before he returned to the hills.

He took out a storage bag from his arms and poured a large amount of materials onto the ground.

He stretched out his hand, and red-gold flames appeared between his five fingers, melting each piece of material to cast formation plates and flags with different functions.

Wait until the formation plates and formation flags are cast.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked towards the mountains and rivers again, using spirit stones and spirit blood as ink to carve lines.

As soon as these lines appeared, they disappeared, and at the same time, the formation plates and flags were buried.

He engraved formation patterns along the way and finally came to the center of the pool.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the water, looking at the mountains that seemed no different from when he first arrived.

The corners of his mouth were wide open, with a murderous look in his eyes.

The mountains are the flags of the formation, the earth is the formation plate, and the lake is the center of the formation. The killing formation is only one step away from completion.

Something to suppress the great formation.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, golden light emerged, and a mid-grade spiritual weapon, the golden mace, appeared.

He lowered his eyes and looked at this extremely precious spiritual weapon, chuckling softly.

"Come on, let's have some fun."

"Is it me who bleeds here, or you who are left with corpses floating on the ground?"

With a raised palm, the golden mace was thrown directly into the pool.

Boom!

At this moment, the entire earth was shaking slightly, and streaks of light appeared and then disappeared.

An inexplicable aura emerged between the mountains and permeated the entire area.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward and walked towards the highest mountain.

A golden talisman on his chest fell off as he took a step, and his aura burst out unrestrainedly.

At this moment, the powerful people who were calculating stopped and turned their gaze towards the direction of the mountains.

Long roars shook the sky.

"found it!"

Excited voices echoed throughout the Chuyun Dharma Lineage, the Yuan Kingdom's capital, and the Tairi Dao Lineage.
In an instant, figures rose into the sky and rushed towards the chaotic place.

Black Corner Square, Lingyuan Pavilion.

In the side hall, a graceful figure in a black dress sat on the throne, holding a scroll in her jade hand.

Suddenly, there was a movement in her hand.

The scroll fell to the ground and slowly opened, revealing the picture.

The night was dark, and a huge furnace of light stood between heaven and earth.

Inside the light furnace, a young man enveloped in a sky-blue halo commanded the monks to tear cracks on the furnace wall.

The beautiful figure lowered her eyes, looking down at the scroll, looking at the young man under the halo.

"It's rare to find someone as troubled as you."

"Some layouts need to be changed again."

the other side.

Top of the mountains.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on the ground with his bare feet, looking down at the magnificent mountains and rivers.

All kinds of measures have been arranged, leaving no way out.

If this fails, you will die.

The boy's pupils shone brightly like the sun, burning with a fiery fighting spirit. He relished the feeling of dancing on the blade, the sharpening of life and death.

Call ~
Exhale a breath.

Everything is ready, now all we have to do is wait.

The young man took out a jade slip from his arms, looked at it, and calmed his emotions.

The jade slip records a spell called "The Cry of Fire Crow".

He transformed into a fire crow, and with a cry, the mountains and rivers shook.

What he valued was not the sonic attack of this technique, but the method of transforming himself into a fire crow, which he wanted to use as a pattern for the seventh level of Qi training.

"All things in the universe are nothing more than the two words yin and yang, with the sun and moon representing yin and yang."

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured in his heart, with ambitious aspirations flashing in his eyes.

This is the path he envisioned, the path of his own choice, different from the path planned by the Seven Treasures Magic Technique.

Since he entered the Qi training stage, he has been trying, and he will continue to do so.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind and finally turned into one.

Practice!

Practice with all your strength!!
Apart from the necessary vigilance, he devoted all his energy to the study of magic.

As time went by, the boy's understanding of "The Cry of Fire Crow" became deeper.

Beyond the mountains, figures stood side by side, exuding a terrifying aura.

Most of them were dressed in black robes, their faces were blurred, and they were wary of each other.

They are roughly divided into three forces, among which the weakest have the foundation-building cultivation level.

These strong men looked forward, passed through layers of obstacles, and saw clearly the young man sitting on the top of the mountain.

"As expected of the seventh person in the Immortal Weapon Valley in thousands of years, your training is so arduous, and you have hardly stopped for three days."

The hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears.

There was no response, but everyone's murderous intent became even more chilling.

"Hey! Where else do you need to observe?"

"If we attack at the same time, even if all the Burning Sun Veins come, we will inflict heavy damage."

"Brother, what you said makes sense. It's better to take action sooner rather than later to avoid any accidents."

"Okay, then take action."

"Kill this brat!"

Low shouts spread among the crowd.

Every force that came forward carried a determined murderous intent.

At this moment, no one is hiding.

One figure after another appeared between the mountains and rivers, exuding a terrifying aura.

Streams of air rose into the sky, shattering the clouds.

Like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking.

Twelve figures walked forward side by side, step by step into the mountains.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you are but a beggar, yet you rely on your talent to challenge the royal family. You deserve death!"

"For your own selfish reasons, you have abandoned the greater good. If I don't kill you, how can the sages of all ages sleep peacefully?"

"The Seventh Person from the Immortal Weapon Valley is nothing but a lowly insect. Some of these people are not something you can offend."

The long roars shook the heaven and the earth.

The twelve foundation-building cultivators, and even some powerful ones who were about to break through the foundation-building stage, all looked at the young man sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain at the same time.

With just one glance, the entire mountain and river began to tremble.

Zhang Yuanzhu felt like mountains were pressing down on him, about to crush him into powder.

With his spine straight, like a long sword across the sky, he stood up and looked at the many figures walking towards him.

His eyes were calm, without fear or worry. His five fingers tightly clasped the hilt of the knife, and he uttered word by word:
"A bunch of bugs hiding in the shadows, too afraid to show their faces even when killing people."

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward under the pressure as heavy as a mountain.

"Since you are here today, no matter who you are or what your status is, please stay."

Boom!

The whole world was shaking, and rays of divine light bloomed on the earth, among the mountains, in the sky, and in the lake.

Endless divine light mixed with patterns occupied the vision of all living beings.

"This is a grand formation!"

"No matter how amazing the formation created by practicing Qigong is, what can it change?"

"Don't hesitate, take action and end this farce."

Twelve figures stopped for a moment.

The next moment, he suddenly rushed forward and attacked directly.

Rumble!
Indescribable attack surged from the twelve people, like twelve mighty rivers, sweeping forward.

Zhang Yuanzhu clasped his hands together, pinched the ancient seal, and said in a low voice:
"attack!"

Crash! Crash!!

In an instant, the divine light in the sky entangled and merged, turning into chains, heading towards the river from all directions.

The two sides are getting closer!

near!

Get closer!
Until they touch.

The world fell into silence at this moment, only the vast river of magic power and the hanging chains of divine light were entangled and collided.

In the end, both were wiped out.

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Yuanzhu's body trembled slightly, and drops of blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

All the foundation-building cultivators changed color at this moment.

They attacked together, but it was blocked.

Before they could react, the seals in the boy's palms began to change.

The bone-chilling sound echoed among the mountains.

"Refining!"

Boom! Boom! !
The heaven and earth shook violently, endless divine light began to burn, and the mountains seemed like a ball of divine fire, ready to burn everything to ashes.

This scene was too terrifying. Mountains and rivers began to collapse, the earth turned into glass, and everything in sight was self-destructing.

Ah!
A shrill wail.

A foundation-building cultivator in a black robe was reduced to ashes by the divine fire.

　There are twelve releases
　　
　
(End of this chapter)