"Stop talking nonsense, Xiaosong, hurry up and have a fight. Let me see how powerful your formation and martial arts fellow practitioners are."
Ye Qianzhong rolled up his sleeves, eager to show off his current strength.
Zhou Song smiled, and with a flip of his hands, one formation after another directly covered Ye Qianzhong.
These formations are layered one inside another, with strong suppressive power, sharp offensive and murderous intent, and even various illusions.
In front of the formations one after another, Ye Qianzhong's aura immediately weakened and was suppressed.
Ye Qianzhong made crazy moves in the formations, trying to break out of the formation, but those formations did not move at all, and instead unleashed more violent murderous intent.
"Stop, stop, stop, Xiaosong, you are not kind. How can we use formations to discuss, let me out quickly..."
A moment later, Ye Qianzhong was in a state of disarray. He couldn't understand the formation, and was trapped in it completely like a headless fly. He could only passively resist the suppression of Zhou Song's power of the formation, and he was sweating profusely.
When Zhou Song heard this, he swept his sleeves away, and all the formations disappeared. Countless formations were taken back by him like a tide.
"Flip your hands to form a formation. It seems to Xiaosong that your formation cultivation has made great progress!"
Even when Wang Teng saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart. He couldn't even do this kind of method of setting up such a peerless formation in a flash.
He knew that this was because Zhou Song regarded his body as a formation platform, refined countless formations in his body, and regarded these formations as his own magical powers.
That's why you can lay out this brilliant and peerless formation with just a raise of your hands and feet.
In fact, if it weren't for that kind of powerful formation, Wang Teng could now turn his hands into a formation, but this level of formation is not that big for the enemies he faces at this level.
the limiting effect.
A smile appeared on his face, and he turned his eyes and said: "Xiaosong, you can form a formation by flipping your hands now. If we encounter an unparalleled enemy in the future, we don't need to secretly arrange the formation in advance to lure people into a trap."
"With the support of formations like yours, even if he is a powerful quasi-emperor, we can make him come back and never come back!"
Zhou Song nodded and said: "I still have some top formations that I have not been able to refine into my body. It requires higher cultivation and stronger strength to be able to withstand those formations, but some of the ones I have refined now
The formation is enough to suppress the strong men in the quasi-emperor realm to a certain extent."
A few days later.
A fierce fight suddenly broke out on the rocky ridge.
Ye Wuchang is out of seclusion.
Ye Qianzhong rushed forward immediately. He and Ye Wuchang had been fighting endlessly. This time, his strength had greatly increased, and he could not wait to give Ye Wuchang a lesson.
But as a result, the two fought fiercely for a long time, but there was no winner.
After all, the two of them were just competing, and it was impossible to use some real killing moves.
"Okay, stop fighting. Let's calm down for a while. I've disturbed all the seniors. I'll be careful to suppress you all."
Zhou Song held his forehead and opened his mouth to dissuade the two of them.
As a result, Zhou Song was soon involved in the battlefield.
Immediately, the formations surged. The formations were like a sky curtain, sealing the sky and the earth. Various sealing formations shackled both Ye Qianzhong and Ye Wuchang.
At the same time, Zhou Song's formation and martial arts fellow practitioners.
He refined the formation into his body, not only possessing powerful and powerful magic power, but also mastering the surging power of the formation. When combined, he showed terrifying strength. Even Ye Wuchang and Ye Qianzhong were not left behind when fighting alone.
"Based on my position, sir, Xiaosong's strength has improved so much that even Qian Zhong and Wu Chang couldn't defeat him for a while."
Lingmu Sword Master's eyes were filled with concern.
Wang Teng nodded and said: "As a fellow practitioner of martial arts and formations, the fusion of the two is an alternative path. During battle, not only can he arrange formations at will, but he can also mobilize the power of the formations at will.
It is really powerful to bless oneself, suppress the opponent, and gain the initiative and control on the battlefield."
"The senior who taught him the method of refining the formation into the body, his achievements in the formation are not simple!"
Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh.
He originally learned that Zhou Song was using his body to form a battle formation, but he was a little worried that doing so would be too risky and that Zhou Song's body would not be able to bear it.
I didn't expect Zhou Song to succeed, but I don't know how far he can go on this road?
"Tsk!"
At this moment, another figure appeared.
"It's Jingzhe, he has also completed the inheritance!"
Lingmu Sword Master's eyes suddenly lit up.
In mid-air, Jingzhe Sword Master, who had just completed his inheritance and was pulled back to the void by a mysterious force, was immediately involved in the fierce fight between Zhou Song, Ye Qianzhong, Ye Wuchang and others, and was immediately confused.
"Xiaosong, Qianzhong, Wu Chang, it's me..."
All kinds of powerful forces surged towards Jingzhe Sword Master. Jingzhe Sword Master immediately felt his scalp numb and shouted loudly.
After a while.
Jingzhe Sword Master screamed and flew over, landing at Wang Teng's feet.
"Sir... why are they crazy? I finally got out of that damn sword formation, and yet I was suppressed like this by them..."
Jingzhe Sword Master cursed angrily.
Wang Teng was also speechless. He raised his hand to stop Ye Qianzhong and others and said, "Stop it!"
As Wang Teng shouted loudly, the fight between the three people in mid-air finally stopped.
"Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time for us to leave."
Wang Teng said.
However, everyone couldn't help but feel numb when they took a look at the mysterious and strange thick fog outside the rocky ridge.
"Sir, how should we get out of here?"
"These thick fogs don't seem to be ordinary fogs. They give me a very dangerous feeling. If I plunge into them rashly, I'm afraid the consequences will be unpredictable."
Zhou Song said.
"What are you afraid of? It's just a little thick fog, watch me wipe it out with one sword!"
Ye Wuchang stepped forward, took out the Demon-Sealing Sword, and slashed it in the direction he came from.
"Tsk!"
The dark sword light suddenly flew out, like a river of ink pouring into the vast thick fog.
"Hula la!"
The pitch-black sword light tore through the void, and the pure black element suddenly showed terrifying devouring power, as if it could truly swallow the sky and the earth, devouring everything in the world.
The endless thick fog immediately poured into the black sword light struck by Ye Wuchang.
However, the thick fog rolled in and out.
The path that Ye Wuchang tore open with his sword was filled with other thick fog rolling in just for a moment. There seemed to be creatures in it with teeth and claws, which was so weird that it penetrated into the scalp.
"What a weird fog, what is there in it?"
Everyone's hearts trembled when they saw this, the thick fog surged back, and the sword light struck by Ye Wuchang was finally annihilated and disappeared into the vast mist, just like a grain of dust falling into the vast sea and disappearing.