After finishing his words, Feng Jueyu took a step back, leaving the space in the center of the magic castle hall for Qianyu.
Qianyu has a sixth rank cultivation and fighting alone, Feng Jueyu is definitely no match for him.
With Feng Jueyu's current level of cultivation, he could at most fight a fifth-level master for a few rounds, and he was not absolutely sure of winning.
However, in a simple competition of formation cultivation, Feng Jueyu asked himself that it was not far behind.
As a formation master of Fengyue Demon Castle, Qianyu has absolute confidence in his formation cultivation.
He glanced at Feng Jueyu with disdain and said disdainfully: "Young fellow, you don't know how to die. Even if you just change your cultivation level, you are worthy of changing formations. Let me see how capable you are."
After Qianyu said that, before waving his hand, countless rays of light splashed out from his sleeves, which was the low-grade sacred stone with the lowest texture.
There is also a strange stone that emits red light, shining brightly and more dazzling than the other sacred stones.
"I will set up a tent in the main hall of the magic castle for now. If you can escape from it, I will believe in you."
"But you have to be careful. This formation has the power of a god of death. If you make any mistake, you will be destroyed both physically and mentally."
"Little guy, this is the weakest formation that I have practiced. Whether you live or die, it all depends on your destiny, haha."
As soon as he finished speaking, eighteen low-grade divine stones fell to the ground. The shining white divine stones were arranged in a strange formation. It didn't require Qianyu to put much thought into it, forming a special array pattern.
The strange red stone in the middle fell naturally at his feet, forming a formation eye.
Immediately afterwards, Qianyu formed a formation with his hands, stimulating wisps of powerful true divine power.
For a moment, the magic castle was filled with bright lights and buzzing continuously. These lights were like beams of light beams shooting out from the sacred stone, crisscrossing one another above its head.
Feng Jueyu did not move at all, his eyes watching the detailed changes when the formation was activated, and at the same time he released his spiritual consciousness.
Yun Moxian shook her head and reminded: "Feng Jueyu, it's too late for you to admit defeat now. Qianyu has a sixth-level cultivation, and you are no match for him."
"You have only been practicing for a few years. Even if you spend all your time deducing formations after your ascension, you will still not be as good as Qianyu. Don't get ahead of yourself."
When Feng Jueyu heard this, Yun Moxian didn't believe him.
He replied: "I don't agree to save people, do you have any other ideas?"
"I don't want Xiao Guo to give it to the Seven-Fingered Demon King as a gift. I haven't lived enough yet?"
"Why didn't you listen?"
Regret flashed across Yun Moxian's face. If she had known that this guy was not overestimating his abilities, she would not have brought him to Fengyue Demon Castle.
If Xiao Guo is angered now, there will be no way out later.
Yun Moxian said: "If this method doesn't work, you can think of other methods."
"Then let's wait until you think about it."
Feng Jueyu interrupted Yun Moxian, not wanting to talk nonsense anymore.
At this time, dozens of rays of light in the magic castle echoed each other, slowly triggering changes in the space barrier.
In the center of the huge magic castle, an extremely strange vacuum zone seemed to appear.
The red and white light crisscrossed there, as if dividing several realms of nothingness, turning it into pieces of strange black space, each area the size of a washbasin.
They overlap, dance, and collide with each other, making an extremely weird clicking sound.
But this scene only lasted in the air for a moment, and dozens of strange spatial realms swept in like a strong wind.
The next second, Feng Jueyu was swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.
However, those weird void spaces were like pieces of strange-shaped glass plates, pieced together into an angular giant egg, trapping Feng Jueyu within it.
After doing all this, Qianyu smiled proudly, walked to the middle of the magic castle hall, sat down, faced the dome, and stared at it.
"Little guy, this great Heart Light Cord Formation of mine can deduce a total of one thousand one hundred changes."
"As long as you can escape within one stick of incense, I will count you as the winner."
"However, I feel that you have no chance. If you burn one third of the incense, you will definitely die."
Putting aside his bold words, Qianyu concentrated on meditating and did not even continue to deduce the changes in the formation.
Yun Moxian sighed deeply when she saw this, thinking that Feng Jueyu probably wouldn't be able to get out, and Qianyu would definitely not show mercy.
Unless Feng Jueyu can break this formation, or persist in holding a stick of incense, he can still save his life.
Otherwise, I might never be able to see him again.
At this time, Demon King Xiao Guo, who was sitting upright in the magic castle, grinned and said, "It will take just one stick of incense, okay, I will wait with you."
Yun Moxian looked at Demon King Xiao Guo and was thinking frantically about how to escape.
Until now, she has no choice but to wait. Although there is no hope if she doesn't report, Yun Moxian feels that if she can find a better solution within a stick of incense, she may be able to save Feng Jueyu's life.
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After all, this guy is still very good. He can kill Pei Yang, who has a fourth-level cultivation level, at the first level. He is definitely a talent that can be made.
If he is carefully cultivated, he might even be able to add a true disciple to the Tiangang Sect.
It's a pity that this person has such a bad character and ignores the slightest external stimulation. This kind of irritable character will not go far in the process of cultivation.
Feng Jueyu didn't know what Yun Moxian was thinking, and didn't have time to think about it.
At this time, he had entered the heart-light cord-shaped formation and stood in darkness, unable to see his fingers around him.
Viewed with the naked eye, this place is a dark, empty boundary with nothing inside.
But if you look at it carefully, everything is completely different.
Feng Jueyu was an expert in practicing formations, and of course he would not be deceived by the illusion in front of him. Soon, he sat cross-legged and took out nine low-grade divine stones and scattered them around his body.
Qianyu sets up the formation, and you can also set up the formation yourself.
Of course, if the formation cultivation level is higher, maybe even the sacred stone will not be used.
You can rely on the formation field created by the opponent to reversely deduce the trajectory of changes in it, thereby achieving the goal of focusing on the enemy.
However, this method must be judged based on the current conditions.
For example, the space in the God Realm is extremely stable. If the formation cultivator cannot achieve the ability to cut the space with a wave of his hand, he can only rely on the sacred stone.
In other words, Qianyu used eighteen low-grade divine stones to create this realm, and he cannot change it.
Only by setting up another formation inside, deducing the changes, and thus resonating with the deductions in the Qianyu formation and finding the rules for its derivation and changes, can the formation be broken.
Of course, if it is simply broken, it is not necessarily too troublesome.
This formation is very interesting. It is a formation that kills gods and destroys their form. In other words, it is a formation that targets the soul.
Then in the formation, the red stone is the formation eye, and the illusion of the formation created by it should mostly be to intimidate or even kill the soul.
After laying out the sacred stones first, Feng Jueyu was not in a hurry to deduce it, but only felt it with his heart.
Soon, he discovered that there were three strange fluctuations in the dark space that were slowly approaching him.
"Open the eyes of heaven!"
Feng Jueyu already had a guess in his mind, then he smiled disdainfully and opened the third eye on his forehead.
When several rays of golden light shot out, he had already seen three rays of consciousness wandering in the sky, all with red cloaks and red claws, and their bodies were as tall and thin as the Night Demon.
These three consciousness souls should be the killing weapons of the main formation. Seeing that they have no body, they should be powerful spiritual bodies formed by the combination of consciousness and formation deduction.
It seems that these three great spirits are going to kill my soul.
Sure enough, just as he was thinking, a red ghost-like consciousness appeared behind him, and a claw landed on the top of his head.
When this claw falls, it is like a phantom overlapping with itself, without any sense of the five senses, touchless, tasteless, colorless, and fragranceless.
But the soul was shaken by this.
"The Divine Might Kills the Heaven Clan!"
Feng Jueyu smiled contemptuously, his mind moved slightly, and then a sword light rose into the sky from the depths of the Sea of Consciousness, slashing towards nothingness.
From the depths of the void, a red claw suddenly appeared. Before it could pose a threat to his soul, it was defeated by the light of the sword.
Heart light cord formation.
But that's it.
Feng Jueyu smiled faintly and did not take this formation seriously anymore.
This was not because of his fault, but because he discovered that after Qianyu laid out the formation, he casually deduced it. There were 1,100 changes in the formation, and the opponent stopped the deduction.
The power of a formation without continuous deduction is fixed. This is because Qianyu is too conceited.
If the other party continues to deduce it, it might cause a little trouble for itself.
Unfortunately, Qianyu was too arrogant and left behind three strands of consciousness soul, knowing that he would die.
In fact, these three consciousness souls have been discovered by me a long time ago, and they can be easily killed without setting up a formation.
After killing one consciousness soul, Feng Jueyu did not rush to attack the other two consciousness souls, but instead began to deduce his own formation in a nameless manner.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The space trembled, and soon, a special space barrier condensed and took shape.
This barrier is a four-sided field that partially overlaps with Qianyu's formation barrier. However, after Feng Jueyu continued to deduce it, the number of changes instantly reached 1,120.
This was something Feng Jueyu learned when he took the time to practice formations when he was practicing in the Western Realm.
In fact, he can deduce more changes to replace Qianyu's formation field.
But one thousand one hundred and twenty types are enough. As long as the number of changes is consistent with the other party, it doesn't matter even a few types.
The deduction of formations relies on the understanding of the way of heaven and the speed of deduction.
This Qianyu is indeed not weak, but his formation speed is much slower than his own. Even if the opponent tries his best to deduce it, his formation will not pose a threat to him.
"Just killing your three souls is too boring, so I'll break your formation to see what else you have to say."
As he spoke, the remaining two consciousness souls flew over, one to the left and one to the right, and emitted a dazzling light.
And this light pierced not the physical eyes, but the mind's eyes, making Feng Jueyu feel that two lightsabers appeared in his sea of consciousness.
This is the heart light technique, trying to squeeze his soul.
"Pediatrics!"
Feng Jueyu waved his hand, and the formation that had been arranged long ago was activated, and then Qianyu's formation field began to be compressed by his formation.
The two lightsabers transformed by consciousness souls were suddenly stopped by a void, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
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In the magic castle, just a third of the way through the burning incense, everyone heard a tearing sound, and a hole opened in the middle of the dome.