Seeing Wu Yong stop, Zhou Peng said impulsively: "Let's go in quickly!"
Wu Yong stretched out his hand to stop him: "There's no hurry."
Zhou Peng said: "There's no rush yet, it's already imminent!"
Wu Yong muttered: "Let me see clearly first, don't go in hastily."
The formation method is based on small and broad techniques.
Use the power of heaven and earth for your own use.
If you accidentally enter the formation set up by others, you may end up in a rage despite your strength.
So just to be on the safe side.
Wu Yong opened the God of Chaos to see the formation clearly.
The Chaos God can see through all illusions.
After opening.
Everything in front of me became clear.
As expected, there are countless arrays arranged around the villa area.
The more Wu Yong looked at it, the more surprised he became.
Look at the placement of those array eyes.
There is more than one formation here.
If calculated carefully, there are actually ninety-nine and eighty-one places, covering many different formations such as attack, defense, Feng Shui, spirit gathering, etc.
What shocked Wu Yong the most was the flawless connection between formations.
On formation techniques.
The person who set up this great formation was actually more powerful than him.
Wu Yong secretly made a conclusion in his heart.
This person who set up the formation must also be a cultivator of immortality!
What made him slightly pleased was.
This formation is buried deep underground, and it seems that several formation points have been destroyed and are not functioning.
So Wu Yong can go straight in.
Don't worry about being trapped in the formation.
"Boss, how's it going? Can we go in?" Zhou Peng looked around anxiously.
"Okay, I have found Cheng Jie." Wu Yong took back the Chaos God and said.
"Really! Let's go quickly!" Zhou Peng couldn't wait a moment and pulled Wu Yong to rush inside.
"Don't go through the main entrance, come here with me." Wu Yong grabbed him, led him around the wall, walked to the back right, grabbed his shoulders and jumped.
Zhou Peng felt light all over.
Like losing gravity.
Wait until you recover.
He has landed safely in a small courtyard.
This is a three-story European-style building.
The lights in the second-floor room are on.
"Let's go up." Wu Yong said solemnly.
now.
In a room on the second floor.
Ding Haoran was wrapped in a bath towel and was sitting proudly on the edge of the bed smoking.
Next to him is a two-meter-wide bed.
Cheng Jie lay on it drunkenly.
I don’t know what I’m mumbling in my sleep.
"Hey, Cheng Jie, I said you can't escape my grasp." Ding Haoran was very satisfied with his masterpiece.
With just a little trick, he successfully destroyed Cheng Jie's trust in Zhou Peng.
Then he tried to get Cheng Jie drunk and took him home.
You can take it for yourself right before your eyes.
Just as he was about to climb into bed and untie Cheng Jie's clothes.
Bang.
There was a loud bang on the door.
Zhou Peng broke open the door and rushed in.
He saw the situation inside the room.
I thought in my heart that I was very lucky.
Fortunately, I got here in time. If it had been a little later, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Fortunately.
His anger erupted like a volcano: "Damn it, you dare to cheat on me! I'll fuck your grandma!"
Swear angrily.
Zhou Peng punched Ding Haoran.
Ding Haoran was still in shock.
The reaction to this punch was slow.
After being hit on the bridge of the nose by Zhou Peng, nosebleeds and tears immediately came out.
"Holy shit!"
Ding Haoran also cursed angrily, and struggled with Zhou Peng regardless of the fact that he was only wearing a bath towel.
He has practiced Sanda and is taller than Zhou Peng.
After a few rounds of fighting.
He actually tried to save Zhou Peng, but he had the tendency to suppress Zhou Peng.
snort.
At this time Wu Yong snorted.
How could he let his brothers suffer while he was here?
In order to make Zhou Peng's fight easier, Wu Yong drew a Taoist symbol in the air with one hand, and then pointed towards Zhou Peng.
A light yellow invisible breath penetrated into Zhou Peng's body along his nostrils.
This moment.
Zhou Peng's whole body felt numb.
Before he could figure out what was happening, his strength suddenly grew stronger.
How to describe that feeling?
The power seems to be endless.
It gave him the illusion that he was more majestic than an ox.
ah!
Zhou Peng roared and waved his hand to throw Ding Haoran away.
Ding Haoran originally had an advantage in height and weight.
At this moment, in his hands, it was light and airy, like a little chicken ready to be slaughtered.
Zhou Peng has not yet exhausted his full strength.
Ding Haoran was thrown away by him and hit the wall hard.
"Fuck, I've become so fierce!"
Zhou Peng was also shocked when he saw the effect.
However, he was so angry that he did not explore the root cause.
There was only burning anger in his eyes now, and he picked up Ding Haoran with a low roar: "How dare you plot against me behind my back! You still want to touch my woman! I'll fucking beat you to death!"
Bang bang bang.
Zhou Peng punched Ding Haoran hard in the face.
Soon Ding Haoran was completely unrecognizable.
The bloody face is as scary as you want.
After Zhou Peng's blessing.
The power is astonishingly great.
Seeing that Ding Haoran's nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes, he begged for mercy: "Don't... don't hit me... If you hit me again, I will die..."
Zhou Peng gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck, I just want to beat you to death, you bastard."
Bang bang.
As he spoke, he punched twice more.
Ding Haoran was beaten until he fainted.
But Zhou Peng still had no intention of letting him go.
He grabbed his collar and hit it hard.
After a few more punches, Ding Haoran was as unresponsive as a dead man, so Zhou Peng stopped.
"Damn it, I won't really beat him to death!"
He looked carefully twice and found that Ding Haoran seemed to have lost his breath. When he tried again with his hands, it turned out that his breath was very weak.
A loud bang.
Zhou Peng instantly felt a chill running down his spine, realizing that he had exerted too much force.
It seems like someone was killed!
His mind suddenly came to his senses, and he looked at Wu Yong as if asking for help: "Boss, I... seem to have beaten him to death!"
After hearing this, Wu Yong smiled at him and said, "It's still a little short of it. He still has a breath left."
Zhou Peng asked: "Does that mean you're not dead yet?"
Wu Yong said: "If I were not here, he would definitely be dead. But as long as I am here, you will be fine. You get out of the way first, and I will revive him."
Zhou Peng was saved once he heard this.
Immediately make way for Wu Yong.
Wu Yong squatted down, took out a long needle, and twisted it on Ding Haoran a few times.
soon.
Ahem.
Ding Haoran coughed twice and resumed breathing.
Then Wu Yong helped him transfer a trace of Chaos Qi into his body.
The repairing ability of Chaos Qi is amazing.
Ding Haoran's wound healed quickly and no more blood came out. After Wu Yong retracted the needle, his eyes blinked twice and slowly opened a gap.
He looked around blankly.
Ding Haoran murmured: "Am I dreaming? Or am I already dead?"
He seemed to have fallen asleep.
This sleep was very, very long.
It was so long that he almost couldn't come back.
His mind gradually recalled the brutal scene when Zhou Peng beat him, and the despair when he was on the verge of death. Ding Haoran was suddenly startled and stood up to look at Zhou Peng.
Zhou Peng was smiling at him and answered his previous question: "You are alive now, but you will die again soon. (To be continued)