Compared to Ye Wuchang, Ye Qianzhong is much more miserable.
He was beaten almost to death by the shadow that was staring at him. The Burning Sky Divine Furnace above his head was knocked away, and the Yuanci battle armor on his body was almost shattered.
He originally thought that his Pure Yang Immortal Dharma was the complete Pure Yang Immortal Dharma corrected by Wang Teng, so he used the Fire Dharma and Thunder Dharma that Wang Teng had completed for him, hoping to suppress it. other side.
As a result, the other party also mastered the two complete fire and thunder arts.
"What the hell!"
Ye Qianzhong's face turned green when he saw this, and he couldn't help but curse.
As a result, the shadow seemed to have become completely interested, and completely crushed him with its powerful strength, and then grabbed one of his feet and slapped him to the ground repeatedly, making him miserable.
It wasn't until finally that the shadow stopped as if it was tired from playing, and slapped Ye Qianzhong on the forehead with a simple palm, knocking him out.
Ye Qianzhong, who was knocked unconscious, felt like he was in dire straits.
He felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace to be tempered. There were terrible flames everywhere, and even among the flames, there were terrifying thunders, which made his sleeping body tremble constantly, as if he had a nightmare. generally.
The shadow didn't attack him again. After glancing at him, he jumped back to the strange rock where he was.
Zhou Song's forehead was covered with cold sweat at the moment.
He activated all the thousands of formations in the God-Suppressing Platform to block and suppress the tall shadow.
As a result, the shadow destroyed all his formations with just a raise of his hands and feet.
And he also turned his hands into a formation, sealing him in a huge formation.
This huge formation was so weird that it frightened Zhou Song.
In this formation, he actually felt a brand new, completely different rule of heaven and earth.
Moreover, in this formation, time becomes extremely slow.
What shocked him even more was that in this formation, he felt as if he was in another world.
In this world, there are countless countries and traces of countless creatures that have survived.
But now, all the countries in this world have perished, all living things are extinct, leaving only endless ruins as far as the eye can see, as well as the sadness and loneliness that arise spontaneously from the heart.
A tall figure wearing a large robe also appeared in this world.
"Did you create this world?"
"You used a formation to create a complete world?"
Zhou Song stared at this tall figure, his eyes full of shock, disbelief, and a hint of passion and admiration.
He is obsessed with formations.
And a formation arranged by the opponent actually created a complete world.
Using formations, a whole new world has been opened up. What a terrifying achievement in formations this is?
He even doubted, was this really a formation?
It feels like it has completely broken away from the scope of formations. This is simply creation!
Zhou Song knew that this was not an illusion, those countries had really existed.
This world in the formation does indeed exist, and I am pulled into it.
This shocked him. He stared at the tall figure in front of him and no longer had the thought of fighting with it.
He has been impressed by the opponent's terrifying formation skills. The two sides are not on the same level at all.
There is no way he can be his opponent.
Don't say it's you.
At this moment, he even felt that even Wang Teng's formation skills might not be comparable to his opponent.
The tall shadow didn't speak.
I don't know if all these shadows can't speak or something.
He just faced Zhou Song and moved his fingers, ignoring the formation patterns that condensed into words: "In the formation, eternity..."
Zhou Song's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this.
Eternity in the array, what does this mean?
Is it the naming of this world, or is it that the time here is eternal?
He sensed carefully and found that the flow of time here seemed to be almost imperceptible.
But it's not really eternal.
It's just that the flow of time here is very slow, far inferior to that in the outside world.
Here, it seems that there is no need to worry about the passage of time at all.
The tall shadow did not explain too much to him, but with a flip of his hand, countless formations rushed out from his palms, densely packed and filling the void.
These formation patterns are not the formation patterns used in ordinary formations, but countless formations and secrets!
Zhou Song has extremely terrifying talent and understanding when it comes to formations.
Looking at the formations all over the sky, he immediately felt the profound meaning contained in them.
"Are you going to teach me the art of formation?"
Zhou Song looked at the tall shadow with burning eyes.
The tall shadow did not respond. After leaving countless formation marks, the figure disappeared.
He returned to the outside of the formation, looked back at the formation behind him, then jumped back to the strange rocks on the rocky ridge.
Only Zhou Song was left in the world in that formation to understand the secrets of the formation.
At this moment, the situation of Lingmu Sword Master and Jingzhe Sword Master was similar to that of everyone else.
Among the people, except for Ye Qianzhong, who was beaten unconscious by the opponent simply and roughly, and then passed on the method directly with his mind, the others were guided by the opponent to pass on the method.
At this moment, Lingmu Sword Master and Jingzhe Sword Master are also immersed in their respective inheritances.
All the shadows disappeared again and returned to the strange rocks, turning into carved pictures.
In the vast field, only the bald crane was lying on the ground, holding its head and shivering.
When he felt that the whole world had become quiet, he folded his wings and looked up to check the situation around him. When he noticed that everyone including Wang Teng had been suppressed, his eyes suddenly filled with fear.
"It's over, it's over. The army failed to win, and the whole army was wiped out. The holy water of the underworld, and the holy medicines are all gone..."
The bald crane chanted.
Then it suddenly shook its head and felt keenly that the surroundings had completely quieted down. After the crisis was resolved, it got up from the ground.
His eyes swept over the large cocoon with fierce sword light and sword energy, as well as the Lingmu Sword Master that turned into an ice sculpture, and Ye Qianzhong who was lying on the ground and was beaten into a pig's head, and his heart trembled.
"The young master was suppressed in a cocoon, Lingmu was turned into an ice sculpture, Ye Qianzhong was turned into a corpse, where are the others?"
"Where have everyone else gone? Have they all been wiped out?"
The bald-headed crane thought slowly and came to Ye Qianzhong with a wave of shaking.
"Fortunately, I still have breath."
Feeling that Ye Qianzhong's breath was still there, the bald-headed crane breathed a sigh of relief, and then hit Ye Qianzhong, but Ye Qianzhong showed no reaction.
He raised his wings and slapped her twice hard, causing Ye Qianzhong's already swollen face to swell even higher, but Ye Qianzhong still had no reaction.
The bald-headed crane came to the ice sculpture transformed by Lingmu Sword Master again, and felt a chill that penetrated his bones. He immediately shuddered, slipped back, ran to the big cocoon where Wang Teng was, and felt
Seeing the sharp sword energy and sword light passing through, he shrunk his neck and shouted at Wang Teng, but also received no response.
The bald crane had no choice but to return to Ye Qianzhong, sit on Ye Qianzhong's face, and fell into depression.