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Chapter 132 The King’s Feast (9)

 Inside the formation, the two people who had just stepped here were shocked by the sight in front of them.

Nearby, the moon is shining brightly, the bright river is shadowing each other, and in the distance, the clouds and smoke are lingering. It is just like the Penglai fairyland in the storybook.

Li Fuyou never expected that the formation pattern would be like this. He tried to shoot out several blasts of Qi in all directions, but found that the gauze-like white mist, like a gangrene attached to the bone, could not be dispelled at all.

"Master Zheng, are we in the wrong place?"

Even Zheng Tiangong, who laid out this formation, was confused.

It shouldn't be... They really got into the formation.

According to the general introduction to the Formation Dao, the Formation Palace is actually not that mysterious. It can be roughly understood as a small cave sky projected using the formation method with reference to the real world. Depending on the cultivation level of the person who set up the formation, the formation palace is only a few feet square.

The big ones only cover the area of ​​a city. As for the more exaggerated ones, perhaps only the Grand Master of Lian Shen Pass knows about them.

That's why Zheng Tiangong is so confused. After all, he is not a land god, and he cannot use his own body to take over the creation of heaven and earth. Is this palace capable of being built by his level?

Besides, the scene here has nothing to do with the real banquet hall...

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly made a guess, and said with a solemn expression: "I understand. I heard that a third-level warrior can activate the palace to manifest the universe and reverse the yin and yang. This is probably the fault of Murong Fu."

Li Fuyou was surprised and said: "You mean, Murong Fu transformed the array palace into his own dojo?"

"That must be it."

When Zheng Tiangong said this, he already regretted chasing after him so hastily.

He originally thought that even if the other party started cultivating from his mother's womb, fed him with heavenly materials and earthly treasures from an early age, and had a few masters come to him from time to time to cut off his hair, cleanse his marrow, and gain enlightenment, being able to touch the threshold of the third level at the age of more than 20 years old would be regarded as his ancestral grave.

There is smoke.

But looking at this formation, his dojo seems to be more powerful than the five Dou Xingjun combined?

Not even the hidden wealthy families would bully honest people like this!

When Li Fuyou heard this, his legs almost went weak: "Master Zheng, we are not going to look for him again..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be fooled by the appearance, maybe this is his purpose." Zheng Tiangong analyzed calmly: "You see, he deliberately made the dojo full of mist, just to make us unable to see through the truth and make ourselves confused.

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"Don't forget that we also have the same fate Gu. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he is still capable of fighting!"

After being reminded by Zheng Tiangong, Li Fuyou cheered up a little, forced a smile and said: "Okay, whether it is fighting or leaving, I will listen to Master Zheng."

The two repaired on the spot for a while, then decided to set off to look for traces of Murong Fu.

Strange to say, although the place was very foggy, their journey was quite smooth. To be honest, it seemed that there was a force in the dark guiding them forward.

Words,,,version.】

I don’t know how long it took, but they suddenly discovered that the fog in front of them had become a lot thinner, and they immediately used their escape skills and rushed straight forward.

Swish, swish.

The two escaping lights broke through the clouds and fog one after another, and finally reached the end of the trip.

What caught their eyes was a huge treasure tree, with thousands of treasures embedded in it. Its branches and leaves were as dense as a canopy, and when they got closer, they felt like it was blocking out the sky and the sun.

What's even more strange is that there are countless shrines hanging on the branches. Zheng Tiangong noticed that a few shrines contained signs enshrined in different materials, but they were all painted with pictures, and the outlines were extremely vivid with just a few strokes.

He took a rough glance and saw that images such as Wolf Head, Xuannv, and King Ming were all engraved on the wooden plaques, while dragons and phoenixes were on agate plaques. What is the connection between these patterns?

"Master Zheng, there he is!"

Li Fuyou's exclamation interrupted his thinking. Zheng Tiangong looked around and saw a faint figure under the tree.

That's exactly the person they're looking for.

'Murong Fu' was sitting cross-legged under the tree. In front of him was a eucalyptus of the same style as the imperial banquet, but instead of delicacies and wines, there were various exotic fruits on it. He grabbed a fig-like piece.

There are many kinds of food, and I eat them with gusto.

Only then did Zheng Tiangong understand where the abnormality of the Black Iron Order came from. Every time the other party took a bite, he could feel a little bit of his true energy being drawn away.

Murong Fu ate fruits and vegetables, but he was clearly eating their martial arts foundation.

Zheng Tiangong's eyes turned red: "You son of a bitch!"

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Ning Yan raised his head blankly and looked at the two people who suddenly barged in. He was shocked and a little confused.

Why do you curse people when you open your mouth...

Is it possible that he got angry after eating three melons and two dates?

But I wonder if there is no one here...

Ning Yan thought of his experience when he first entered the formation palace. He almost thought he was going to leave here for a while, but when he opened his eyes again, he was lying under the tree with a table of fruits.

He had heard that some formations could reflect the heart of those who entered the formation. This treasure tree looked very familiar to him, and he guessed that it might be an illusion projected through the formation. As for the fruit...

Maybe he ate some wontons and elbows after staying up all night, and he wanted to add some fruit to relieve his tiredness, so he was projected together?

In short, no matter which angle you analyze it from, he feels confident.

So he took another big bite in front of the two of them.

Zheng Tiangong's eyes were about to burst, and his fists were clenched tightly. He could never be allowed to eat like this again!

His blood was boiling, and his fighting spirit was pushed to the peak in a single thought. With the infuriation of his true energy, he tore his robe to pieces, revealing his upper body covered with scars, and his steel-like muscles bulged high, like a god descending to earth.
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"I've tolerated you for a long time."

Zheng Tiangong's turbid eyes turned into scarlet red eyes. With a shake of his arms, his true energy wrapped around them and turned into dense iron ropes. With a casual wave, he could make a thunderous sound.

The Formation of Form and Spirit Transformation trapped them in it, and now it was a life-and-death situation. So what if this was Murong Fu's dojo, Zheng Tiangong was not a vegetarian either!

If I can win the battle between the fourth grade and the third grade, I will be the first person in history!

Ning Yan also showed a serious expression, wiped his mouth and stood up, the hem of his clothes was blown by the surging air waves.

The Xingshenhua Yuan Formation trapped them in it, and now it was a life-and-death situation. So what if this was Zheng Tiangong's Formation Palace? He would rather say that he was not a vegetarian!

If I can win the battle between the eighth grade and the fourth grade, I will be the best in history...

I can beat a hammer!

Run!

While the opponent was waiting for him, Ning Yan stepped hard with both feet and used the fastest speed in his life to bypass the treasure tree and dive into the white mist.

Before I left, I didn’t forget to get another strange result.

What a move to avoid the real and hit the weak! You are well versed in the Samadhi of the Art of War, and you also know the principle of using all your strength when a lion fights a rabbit. Besides, fourth-grade toys are not common, so now that you have encountered one, you don’t mind squeezing more from him.

Joy...】

This sounds so perverted! Shut up!

Zi Zi Tian has undergone subtle changes under your intentional control]

Hmm? What is Zi Zi Tian? How to control it?

Ning Yan was walking rapidly through the white fog, and suddenly shivered for no reason. The fog in front of his eyes suddenly dissipated a lot, and he could even vaguely see a trail.

He was running around like a headless fly, but the automatic pathfinding came at a moment's notice. No doubt he was there, he immediately ran wildly according to the guided route.

But as he ran, the smile on his face gradually froze.

Because he saw the huge treasure tree again.


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