For a moment, everyone present involuntarily stepped back and stayed away from Ma Yujie. This fat man was labeled as mentally ill in everyone's minds.
Zhuo Wen also retreated consciously, but his thoughts were different from others.
When Ma Yujie was talking nonsense, he had already discovered that the fat man had secretly placed two formation flags on both sides of the gate.
Moreover, the fat man's hands seemed to be waving around, but they were actually holding the formation-breaking formula. He knew that the fat man was probably delaying time to break the formation.
If Zhuo Wen is not mistaken, the formation arranged on the gate of this dark ancient city is a creation-level formation. With Ma Yujie's level of formation, it is not difficult to break it, but it will take a certain amount of time to break it.
OK.
"Also, you son of a bitch, please watch out for me. This is my brother. Your sect leader will always call us "Master" when he comes. If you block us out now, you are causing trouble for yourself. Fortunately, your sect leader
Not here, otherwise, I would have used your head as a ball to kick."
Ma Yujie's sharp eyes saw Zhuo Wen who wanted to retreat with the crowd at a glance. He immediately pointed his right hand at Zhuo Wen, his voice full of heroism.
Zhuo Wen's body froze, but he cursed in his heart.
Brother and sister, this damn fat man is indeed a narrow-minded guy. I am planning to drag him down, probably to avenge him for cheating this fat man before.
Sure enough, the moment Ma Yujie pointed at Zhuo Wen, the eyes of the retreating cultivators all focused on Zhuo Wen, and then they quickly stepped back a long distance, far away from Zhuo Wen.
Obviously, Zhuo Wen has also been labeled as a 'brain-sick brother' in their eyes.
The veins on Gao Yi's forehead popped out, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He looked at the fat man in front of the gate with burning eyes and said: "Fat man, who do you think you are? How dare you call yourself a brother to our sect leader?
, where did you get your confidence, and where did you get your IQ to say such mentally retarded words."
Zhuo Wen glanced at Ma Yujie and shook his head inwardly, not believing that this fat man's cultivation level was only a mere destiny master.
The last time he met this fat man in the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect, he couldn't see through the fat man's specific cultivation level, but now the aura he released was just that of the Lord of Destiny.
He knew that the fat man must have deliberately disguised his cultivation aura. As for the specific cultivation level of this fat man, he still hadn't figured it out yet.
However, he knew that the fat man was probably no weaker than him, and might even be stronger than him. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the fat man to escape the pursuit of Sen Qiyin, Gao Yanghong, and many masters of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect.
of.
"I'm just teasing you, fat man. If you don't accept it, then come out and bite me. I'll be like an egg if you curl up inside. What the hell is that?"
Ma Yujie is a very mean guy. He deliberately put his fat head close to the door, and deliberately patted his right cheek with his right hand. He said arrogantly and provocatively: "I'll stand here and beat you, you coward. If you have any
If you are pregnant, then hit my right cheek, hard, lightly, and you will be nothing more than an egg without a seed."
Gao Yi was so angry that his lungs exploded, but he had not lost his mind yet. He knew that even if he went out and beat the fat man, there was a group of casual cultivators outside, and he would probably be beaten when he went out!
"Okay, damn fat man! You are so arrogant! Today I will show you the cost of angering me!"
Gao Yi snorted coldly, took out a compass-like formation disk, and immediately made a secret with his right hand. Suddenly, the formation in front of the gate emitted a blazing white light.
The energy within the confinement of the formation also became violent, like a ferocious beast that had fallen into a deep sleep and was about to wake up.
"Haha, you damn fat man, you're finished! This is a creation-level formation. It is equipped with a powerful attack formation, which is comparable to the ordinary attacks of ordinary creation masters!"
"You are a scumbag of a destiny master. You will die soon under the attack of this formation. Do you have any last words?"
Gao Yi laughed loudly and looked at Ma Yujie, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.
Ma Yujie sneered, looking at Gao Yi as if he were an idiot.
"You scumbag, it's not me who should leave a last message, it should be you who are just fine!" Ma Yujie sneered, no longer pretending.
Zhuo Wen nodded secretly, he knew that Ma Yujie's plan to break the formation had been successful, and now the creation-level formation was completely under the control of the fat man.
"If you still make excuses for me when you are about to die, just go to hell!"
Gao Yi became angry from embarrassment and pressed the last seal. Immediately, the white light restricted by the formation in front of the gate reached its most intense level, and an extremely terrifying offensive suddenly broke out.
"Haha, you are dead!"
Gao Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, watching the blazing white light burst out into a ray of light.
But soon Gao Yi's face froze, because he found that the white light that formed did not hit the fat man in front of the door, but instead flew towards him.
"Gah? What's going on..."
Gao Yi's eyes revealed a look of fear, and he was immediately completely enveloped in the white light. He screamed, completely losing his life, and was completely blasted into dregs by the white light.
The scene suddenly fell into silence. This unexpected result made everyone stunned.
As for the mermaid Thorpe inside the gate, after he came to his senses, the corners of his eyes kept twitching and he immediately moved away from the door.
What kind of ghost formation is this? The attack triggered by it actually attacks himself. Is this murder or suicide? He should stay away as much as possible, otherwise, he will follow in the footsteps of Gao Yi.
Outside the gate, the casual cultivators who retreated far away looked at this scene in confusion, obviously not expecting that the final result would be like this.
"As expected of Brother Ma, the formation level has reached such a level."
Zhuo Wen looked at Ma Yujie's back with serious eyes, and he found that the fat man's formation level had improved a bit compared to when he was in the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect.
He was actually able to crack the creation-level formation at the entrance of this dark ancient city in such a short period of time and take it into his own hands.
Zhuo Wen possesses the profound secret of Hongmeng Wuji, which can break all laws, and he is confident that he can crack the formation in this gate in a short time.
But it is a bit difficult to reverse this formation and control it in his own hands, and he is still unable to do it.
Obviously, Ma Yujie's formation level is higher than him.
"Hey, little miscellaneous fish, what are you giving back? Now you know my noble identity, right? Let me in now, otherwise, that scumbag will be the fate you are waiting for!"
Ma Yujie padded her round belly and grinned, showing her white teeth.
When Mermaid Thorpe saw Ma Yujie's row of white teeth, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
This is not the first time that Gao Yi has used the formation restriction of the gate. There were some unscrupulous cultivators who tried to break through based on their cultivation, but Gao Yi used the formation to eliminate them all.
But just now, Gao Yi activated the attack formation again, but he himself was destroyed, which was really weird.
Thorpe was not a fool, so he naturally knew that this must have something to do with the fat man in front of him.