Outside the Dutian Flame Formation, in the fog formation quietly arranged by Chen Ying, a young man stepping on the flying sword rushed left and right, but he could not break through the heavy fog in front of him. He was upset and couldn't help but curse.
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The young man is pretty handsome, but the breath on his body doesn't feel very good, he is a little impetuous and has a sense of evil spirit.
The flying sword under his feet was red in color, emitting a dark red light unique to the underground poisonous flames, and the surrounding space was dyed red.
The young man named Cao Fei, who is a formal disciple of the Huashan Sect in the side.
Today, I was ordered by the commander to go out to walk. Who knew that I had just left the mountain protection formation, but I had just crashed into the boundless fog.
No matter how fast he speeds up by driving the flying sword, he cannot fly out of the foggy area.
In a hurry, he instantly pinched the magic tricks and instantly triggered the dark red flying sword under his feet.
Swallowing...
The dark red flying sword shone brightly and instantly turned into a fiery red sword shadow all over the sky, roaring with the boundless power that cuts across the void.
For a moment, the fog in the area seen by the naked eye and spiritual consciousness was stirred up like boiling water, making it very noisy.
But as time passed by little, the fog still filled the areas observed by the naked eye and spiritual consciousness, without any intention of dissipating.
On the contrary, Cao Fei himself was so tired that he was sweating and panting after a while.
After all, he is a foundation-building cultivator. With the power of the magic weapon flying sword under his feet, he launched such a large-scale magic attack. The mana consumption is too large and it cannot last long.
call……
A cup of tea passed in a blink of an eye, and he suddenly stopped such a move that consumed mana but had no effect.
He let out a long sigh, forcibly suppressing his inner fear,
Now, he could see that there was a formation that everyone had arranged a fog array outside their own mountain gate.
Fortunately, the other party had no malice, but it just made him lose his direction in the fog and it was difficult to leave for a while. There was no harming spell hidden.
Otherwise, with Cao Fei's cultivation level and his understanding of formation, he would probably be seriously injured even if he did not die.
I was both panicked and amused. I didn’t know which senior master actually made such a joke with the Huashan School.
Could it be that the other party is not afraid of the Huashan Fire Ancestor being dissatisfied?
After all, Master Liehuo is a powerful existence among the side sects of the world of cultivation.
I heard from the teacher in the sect occasionally that even if the ancestor of the Fire is not the top existence among the scattered immortals, he can still be considered a middle-class and top-notch person.
No matter which senior master is, he dares to set up a fog formation in front of the gate of Huashan Mountain. This is a perfect provocation.
Cao Fei himself didn't know how long he had been wandering in the fog, and he was naturally anxious, angry and helpless.
He is now completely lost in the fog. He even wants to find the way back to the mountain gate, but he will not be able to find it for a while.
As a monk from the side, don’t expect your mind to be better.
He drove the flying sword and rushed left and right in the fog. It didn't take long to bear this state and couldn't help but yelled violently in his heart.
"Ah..., bastard..."
Unfortunately, the fog array arranged by Chen Ying was created by gathering jade talismans with golden fingers, and it is definitely considered extraordinary.
At least, with the level of a foundation-building monk like Cao Fei, it is not an ordinary difficulty to go out, and it may be possible to trap him for the rest of his life.
At the same time, the monks who were inside the Huashan Gate did not notice the abnormality outside the mountain gate.
It can be said that Chen Ying's move this time would definitely scare Huashan up and down.
It’s just a pity that whether it was the founding ancestor of Huashan, the fiery fire, or the monks such as Shi Nanxi, they had no idea what was going on outside their mountain gate at this time.
Before I really trigger the fog array, the array will not show any abnormalities at all.
Cao Fei, who had just reached the foundation-building cultivation level, could not activate the full power of the fog formation.
Therefore, when the inside and outside are unclear, the monks inside the Huashan Mountain Gate had no idea that Cao Fei was still wandering outside the mountain gate.
The initiator Chen Ying rushed over to check the situation the next night.
In his opinion, the daily pace of monks is very slow.
Sometimes, just a simple retreat can take time in months or even years in a blink of an eye.
A discussion of Taoism is also a time-consuming and energy-consuming task.
In short, for monks, unless they reach the juncture of the five declines of heaven and man, there will always be a lot of time.
Chen Ying didn't think that the fog formation he arranged would have an effect soon, so he didn't rush to check the situation.
So, Cao Fei was trapped in the fog formation for more than ten days.
As Chen Ying expected, this guy was trapped in the fog formation for more than ten days, but the monks in the Huashan Mountain Gate did not notice anything wrong.
More than ten days later, when night fell, Chen Ying came quietly again, he saw a scattered sword with a haggard face, a bloodshot beard, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. His spirit was depressed.
Monk.
Fortunately, the foundation-building monks have been able to fast and directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to maintain their life activities, otherwise they would have been starved to death long ago.
But that's it. Cao Fei drove the flying sword and swung left and right, as if he could turn around at any time.
It is obvious that being trapped in the fog formation for more than ten days has greatly stimulated his mental energy.
The whole person fell into a state of depressedness and almost turned into a walking corpse. Chen Ying was a little reluctant to see it.
How much sin did I have committed? I have made a foundation-building monk with such a virtuous virtue.
Chen Ying felt a little funny and quietly appeared in front of the already confused Huashan monk. He suddenly reached out to take a photo with him.
ah……
I don’t know if I was frightened or for some other reason, but Cao Fei, who was originally in a state of depression, suddenly felt that someone had slapped his shoulder and couldn’t help but exclaim.
"This friend, don't you need to react so fiercely, right?"
With a chuckle, Chen Ying's voice came into his ears: "It's just a fog formation, I believe my friends won't be able to bear it!"
OK, the Lord is here...
Cao Fei, who was originally in a state of depressed spirit and looked like he was about to die, suddenly became shocked and suddenly came to life.
The dark red flying sword under his feet suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light, and a sharp sword light flashed out, heading straight for Chen Ying without hesitation.
"What a thief, how dare you set up a fog formation outside the gate of Huashan Mountain? Are you trying to stay with Huashan Mountain forever?"
When the magic attack was released, Cao Fei's roar and roar came: "Don't be arrogant, if you have the ability to take me a sword, try it!"
The tone was cold, and he gritted his teeth and was obviously extremely angry. The resentment that had accumulated for more than ten days erupted...