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Chapter 1171 The sixth sense

Because Jian Xiaoyao suddenly took three steps to the right at that moment.

Just three simple steps.

But he happened to step on a 'gap' in the formation.

The formation's operation was slightly sluggish.

Lin Beichen's figure appeared thirty meters away from Cang Jingkong from fifty meters away before.

The ultimate killing blow of the divine weapon [Wind Yin] naturally failed.

coincide?

Or did he find the 'gap' in the formation while his five senses were closed?

Cang Jingkong was shocked.

The next moment, the formation began to evolve again.

The fleeting ‘gap’ disappears.

Lin Beichen was trapped in the formation again.

Cang Jingkong didn't move where he was, and as he thought to himself, the artifact [Wind Yin] floated in the air, changed its direction, and slashed towards Lin Beichen again.

The air waves were like water and were cut apart instantly.

People whose five senses are blocked cannot sense the slightest change in the outside world.

Murder is coming to the ground.

But at this moment, Lin Beichen moved again.

He took three steps back.

The next moment, the figure flickered and disappeared.

The artifact [Wind Yin] struck and left an afterimage on the spot.

Lin Beichen's true body, after being disillusioned, moved forward ten meters and came to an area twenty meters away from Cang Jingkong.

what happened?

Cang Jingkong was shocked.

This time, Jian Xiaoyao once again found a fleeting 'gap' in the formation and was able to avoid the fatal blow.

If it was a coincidence once, then the second time cannot be explained by coincidence.

Could it be that he has discovered the secret behind the formation's operation?

Cang Jingkong thought.

call out.

[Wind Roar] The knife quickly withdrew and floated above her head.

The sweeping light was like a waterfall, spreading down layer by layer, protecting her.

At the same time, in the surrounding white mist formation, wind needles condensed again and slowly shot towards Lin Beichen from all directions.

Since one hit couldn't work, Cang Jingkong decided to take a more prudent approach, slowly consuming and wearing down his opponent.

Thin needles, which were invisible to the naked eye and unable to be captured by divine power, continuously penetrated into Lin Beichen's body.

Blood surged.

It looks like a human-shaped blood spray can.

The air is filled with the smell of blood.

This scene is shocking to watch.

Lin Beichen suddenly took six steps to the right.

The body is disillusioned.

When he reappeared, he was ten meters away from Cang Jingkong.

Yes.

He once again found the 'gap' for the formation to operate.

He is constantly getting closer to the 'Eye of the Formation'.

That is Cang Jingkong who presides over the formation.

To break the formation, you need to kill the formation master.

When the formation master dies, the formation is destroyed.

This is the iron law for all formations, whether they are Xuanwen formations or Shinto formations.

A sense of foreboding emerged in Cang Jingkong's heart.

Things are beyond his control.

The situation is dangerous in time and space.

What she couldn't understand was that even though Jian Xiaoyao had been deprived of his five senses and was a useless person in the formation, why could he find the fleeting 'gaps' in the formation's operation?

Is it because of the sixth sense?

I have to admit that in this world, some people have a terrifyingly sensitive sixth sense.

Especially after being deprived of the five senses, it is easier for some geniuses to enter a clarified state of nothingness and selflessness, thus greatly improving the sixth sense.

This Jian Xiaoyao is truly a monster.

"Then I'll seal your sixth sense as well."

A fierce and decisive look appeared on Cang Jingkong's face.

She slapped her left chest with a backhand.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

His left hand quickly sketched in the void.

Following the guidance of his fingers, the blood continuously painted six strange symbols of divine power in the air. They were ancient and profound, as if they were words that did not belong to this world.

"Use my blood as a medium to communicate with heaven and earth, conform to the principles of Tao, the ancestor of formations, and show your magical powers... go."

Cang Jingkong shouted low, recited a spell, and pushed his slender jade palm towards the six big characters.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Six soft sounds.

The writing shot into the formation.

Suddenly the white mist in the formation became thicker and thicker, rolling and flowing.

At this point, the formation was finally forcibly improved by her within a short period of time to a state where it could deprive the people trapped in the formation of their sixth sense.

"The sixth sense, deprivation."

An unpredictable and cruel sound like ice cubes came out of Cang Jingkong's mouth.

I saw Lin Beichen in the formation, his figure suddenly trembled slightly, and then became a little stiff.

A smile appeared on Cang Jingkong's somewhat pale face.

It’s done.

"The sixth sense has been taken away. Let me see how you can find the 'gap' in the formation again."

She breathed a sigh of relief and activated the artifact [Wind Song] again.

The blade, as bright as silver, once again flashed crazily with dense Shinto runes. The blade vibrated slightly, and then turned into a bolt of lightning, slashing straight at Lin Beichen.

"The legend of the Great Demon King is over."

"Let's finish it."

The smile on Cang Jingkong's face became clearer and clearer.



"it's over."

Seeing this scene, Pan Duoqing had a look of regret on his face: "This waste actually died in the hands of Cang Jingkong. It's a pity that I can't kill him with my own hands."

After a pause, the smile on his face turned cold and sharp.

"However, there are still his relatives and friends. Haha, I want to kill them one by one in front of Jian Xiaoyao's body and send them underground to reunite with him. Only in this way can I relieve the hatred in my heart."

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"it's over."

In the central temple, Cangzhu God also made a conclusion.

Trapped in the "maze of chaotic senses and illusions" and having his six senses blocked, facing Cang Jingkong who holds the artifact "Wind Yin" in his hand, Jian Xiaoyao's defeat is certain.

Theoretically speaking, there is still a possibility of turning defeat into victory.

But that's just in theory.



"it's over."

Divine Master Wujiu spoke slowly.

Divine magicians and divine formation masters come from the same lineage. He could see that Lin Beichen at this time had become a lamb to be slaughtered in the formation.

The six senses are blocked by the seal, and the only way to detect the opponent is spiritual consciousness.

However, Cang Jingkong, who holds the [Wind Song] artifact in his hand, will never show any fluctuations in his spiritual consciousness to expose his opponent. This is the most basic training of a divine formation master.

There was a trace of schadenfreude on the old divine master Wu Jiu's face.

Jian Xiaoyao's death was something he never wished for.

All of the young apprentice's thoughts are tied to Jian Xiaoyao, and her cultivation attitude is extremely improper. If Jian Xiaoyao's death can stimulate her to devote herself to the practice of magical arts, that would be great news.



"Your Majesty, Jian Xiaoyao is going to die."

The barefoot girl in black robe has bright eyes.

Lord Lan had a faint smile on his face and was noncommittal.

"Your Majesty, do you think Lin Beichen still has a chance to win?"

The girl in black robe caught something from Lord Lan's expression and asked tentatively.

"Maybe."

Lord Lan stared at the mirror in the void, unable to turn his eyes away.





Within the array.

Lin Beichen has never experienced this feeling.

It was as if he had returned to his mother's womb.

No, it’s even more ‘nihilistic’ than the amniotic fluid in the mother’s womb.

No top, no bottom, no left, no right, no high, no low...

there is no time.

There is no space.

All ways of perceiving the outside world have been stripped away by the seal.

Only one voice sounded clearly in his mind, affecting his soul.

It is the voice of the smart voice assistant minicomputer.

"There are still ten meters away from the target. Please take one step forward in the current direction, then turn right for one step, and then take one step forward..."


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