As a true saint, I always have a few skills to keep my hands on my chest.

If you try your best and kill the other party, you are still somewhat sure. After all, this guy will even swallow his magic weapon. Even if he loses himself for 800, he will have to kill him. He will take the magic weapon back, right?

But as the elder chased after him, he suddenly saw that the other party stopped.

"Are you scared?" With this grim smile, the elder was about to step forward to regain the treasure and kill the other party, but he saw a strange smile flashing across the boy's face and waved at him.

After flashing with the whale, he rushed into a thick fog in front of him.

"Huh?" Seeing the other party disappear as soon as he entered the thick fog, even the dragon-binding rope tied to his mind seemed to be floating, and the elder was shocked.

I am the peak semi-saint, how can this fog stop my spiritual consciousness?

Before the heavy fog, he had already determined that he had lost the other party's position. Even the information from the dragon rope was intermittent, and the position was even more scattered.

"What a big formation!"

Looking at the thick fog covering the sky and the earth in front of him, the elder finally realized that at some point a large formation with a huge range appeared in front of him.

The elder with a dark face looked around and finally did not dare to enter the formation easily.

After all, this kind of formation that can block his spiritual consciousness is definitely not an ordinary existence.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

The Nine Elders behind him came over panting, looked at the elder with a blue face standing in front of the thick fog, and looked at the thick fog in front of him, and said in surprise.

"This formation is not simple!" The elder took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "You and I will go one side to see how big this formation is!"

"Okay!" The Ninth Elder did not dare to enter, and he responded, and then flew towards the other end of the thick fog.

After flying around the thick fog, the faces became gloomy. The range of the fog in front of them was dozens of miles wide.

Who is able to set up such a large array here?

"Senior Brother, what should I do?"

Thinking that the bundle of dragon rope was still in the other party's hands, the Ninth Elder couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. This was a magic weapon given by his master, the eldest brother's favorite thing, if he lost it...

The elder's face turned pale, and hesitated a little when he looked at the formation in front of him.

There is a famous saying in ancient times that the so-called "Don't chase the enemy, and do not enter the forest!"

It’s not a forest right now, but a very strange formation, a formation that even he, the semi-saint peak, cannot see through.

If you go in, what will happen? It’s still a matter of two things.

But if you don’t go in and feel the increasingly weakening response of your dragon binding rope, the elder will feel heart-wrenching pain. It is a magic weapon, a magic weapon given by the master himself, and it has followed his magic weapon for so long, making him majestic!

If this magic weapon is lost, not to mention that I am heartbroken and I will be unable to face my master even if I go back.

After thinking about it, hesitated for a while, looking at the disciples who were chasing him one after another, he finally gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, take them to set up the Tianluo Formation, I'll go in and take a look!"

"Yes, senior brother!"

Elder Nine responded quickly.

Seeing his disciples gathered around and began to set up a formation under the command of his junior brother, the elder took a deep breath, reached out and threw a sign to the Ninth Elder, and said, "This is my soul card. The big array here is afraid that it will be extremely blocked to the space; if you find something, you can touch the soul card, I will definitely know!"

"yes!"

After taking the soul card, the Ninth Elder carefully put it on and bowed to the Great Elder, "Senior Brother, be careful, I have everything outside!"

"Okay!" The elder responded, turned around and looked at the thick fog, and walked in gently.

After walking in this step, the elder felt a flash of sight, and even his entire spiritual consciousness was confused, and he was spinning. Then he felt like he was completely locked in a cage and could not sense the situation about a few feet away from his body.

Of course, this dizzy turn refers to the feeling of the entire spiritual consciousness about space and position, not what the eyes see.

At this moment, my heart tightened slightly, and subconsciously stepped back, wanting to withdraw first.

But when he retreated, he found that there was still a thick fog behind him, as if he had only taken one step just now, but had taken thousands and tens of thousands of miles.

"call!"

After all, he is also a peak semi-saint-level existence, but suddenly he was a little uncomfortable. He took a light breath and began to judge the surrounding situation.

He closed his eyes slightly and felt the dragon-binding rope tied to his mind. As he entered the formation, his sense of the dragon-binding rope became much clearer; but he still felt the position of the dragon-binding rope was erratic.

As the peak semi-saint, he knew very well that this erratic inconsistency was caused by this formation, rather than the position of the dragon-bound rope that kept moving.

Thinking that the dragon-bound rope was still in the mouth of the damn whale, the elder's eyes cold, he calmed down a little, and then began to try to break the formation.

As the true saint's direct descendant, the peak semi-saint is the strongest man in this world after the true saint. He is confident that no matter how complicated this formation is, he will never be able to stop him.

"Let's go to the nine palaces, divide the eight trigrams, and determine yin and yang!"

As a series of magic tricks were used, spiritual lights flashed in front of the Great Elder, and finally turned into the appearance of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

Looking at the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, the Great Elder took a deep breath, pointed in a steadily, and shouted in a deep voice: "Open!"

The Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams formed by the gathering of spiritual light instantly exploded around.

As these spiritual lights burst out towards the surroundings, the thick fog began to fluctuate suddenly, and was dispersed by these spiritual lights.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a trace of gleam flashed in the eyes of the elder. He is a peak semi-saint, and with such a wonderful magic method to break the formation, could there be a formation that cannot be broken?

But just when he was proud, he saw that the thick fog was dispersed seven or eight feet away and stopped retreating; even the thick fog was faintly filled with signs of slowly closing.

Seeing this scene, the elder was shocked and frowned immediately, and once again cast the magic trick.

"Let's go to the nine palaces, divide the eight trigrams, and determine yin and yang!"

The spiritual light condensed into the Nine Palaces and Bagua again, and then burst out with the elder's loud shout.

The thick fog was dispersed two or three feet again, and it was no longer effective.
Chapter completed!