The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The black-faced man rode the Huolin horse and bumped into the Kunshan formation one after another, his mood seemed to be extremely impatient.

Looking back at the entire mountain, the upper half is covered by the trapping mountain array. From the outside, it looks as if the mountain has been cut in half out of thin air.

He doesn't understand formations.

I just thought it looked scary.

In his simple cognitive system, the scarier something is, the more dangerous it is.

So he tried his best to muster up his true energy, and the stimulation made the blood of the fire lin, horse, and beast boil in his crotch. Like fire meteors, each man and horse bumped into the formation again and again, making the whole Wanggui Mountain tremble.

No matter how trembling Wang Guishan is, the formation is unbreakable.

The black-faced man scratched his head anxiously.

It's not that he has never been in contact with formations, and he knows that only people from the sect can learn this kind of stuff.

People from the sect...

Combined with Jiang Huai's theory of "grazing horses and herding sheep" just now.

The person who set up the formation, besides that poisonous woman Jiang Huai, who else could it be?

There is no need to doubt that this poisonous woman was beaten to death by the old man several times, even if she is an idiot, she should be ready to kill her.

So this formation must have come to kill the old man.

What about this?

What about this?

The black-faced man was about to go crazy, he got angry when he looked at the Huolin horse under his crotch, and slapped his horse's face with a slap.

The voice was furious: "Look, Jiang Huai is a master, and you are also a master, but you can't even break her formation. You are such a waste!"

Fire Linma: "???"

It felt that there were three Zhao family masters, except for the one who could beat him, the other two seemed to be seriously ill.

That pale-faced one can still find some wives for himself.

This black-faced man has nothing left of his body except illness.

It snorted, and turned its head away to ignore the black-faced man.

The black-faced man slapped it again: "Is it useful to hold your head? I am on your back, so I asked you if it is useful to hold your head? You are so stupid, how can you break the formation?"

Fire Linma: "???"

The black-faced man was a little frustrated: "Forget it, what do I care about with a beast?"

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the horse and paced back and forth on the edge of the formation, sulking.

At this moment, a soaring halberd light rushed to the sky, pointing directly at the stars in the sky, and the originally unbreakable formation seemed to open a gap.

At the same time, the black-faced man sensed a familiar aura.

Look down on the world and be invincible.

Is this... is it how dad feels?

The black-faced Han suddenly became excited. From the first time he set foot on the battlefield, Zhao Dingbian gave him the feeling that he was invincible.

Although now, the old man's true energy has become a little vain, but as long as the momentum is not weak, he will never lose.

As the formation shattered, he faintly heard a conversation.

"Dead thief bald! You're fishing again!"

"Don't blame the real people. Buddhists don't like to kill. The poor monk only learned the Sutra of Compassion since he was a child, but he didn't know how to kill. You resist in front, and I will recite sutras in the back to dispel the killing intention of benefactor Zhao!"

With just a few words, the black-faced man got several very important pieces of information.

There is a monk and a Taoist priest inside.

Taoist priests like to swear at people, but that monk, who seems to be very polite, is thinking about chanting scriptures to try to persuade them to fight at any time.

However, the next moment, he realized the power of this "persuading a fight". He saw the thick Buddha's light directly rushing towards Xiaohan at the gap in the formation, and bursts of incomprehensible Sanskrit voices, like a bell, continuously drilled into his ears.

The black-faced man couldn't understand what these Sanskrit words were.

But he is also a master of vertical and horizontal for many years, and he can guess the meaning of these Sanskrit words as soon as he hears them.

These Sanskrit words... are for persuasion.

The Sanskrit sound entered my ears, and the irritability and boredom just now seemed to disappear in an instant.

Not only that, he even felt as if he had lost all his desires, and he just wanted to lie down on the ground immediately, and ask nothing in the world.

Even the Tianxiang Pavilion, which I have been thinking about day and night, has become a "Tianxiang Pavilion" in an instant, and it is no longer fragrant.

This old monk has really cultivated well.

He can even persuade a fight between men and women!

The black-faced man sensed something was wrong, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the strange feeling brought by the Sanskrit sound disappeared immediately.

Cold sweat immediately soaked his back, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Just the Sanskrit sound overflowing from the gap in the formation almost made him depressed.

How strong is the old monk in the formation who likes to persuade fights?

He has never fought against people from the Buddhist sect, but he has always heard a saying that no martial artist is stronger than the enemy of ten thousand people.

But if there is no luck for the country, a master who enters the Tao through practice can slaughter thousands of troops in a short time.

He didn't believe it at first, but now he believes it a little bit.

Even the peak of the first rank, I almost lost my mind, let alone ordinary soldiers?

He glanced at the Huolin horse, and saw that the animal was already lazily lying on the ground, with a pair of eyes that were comfortable and hazy, like a good horse with no desires or desires.

The black-faced man was furious, and slapped his horse on the face: "The monk is a master, and you are also a master. Other masters can chant scriptures to persuade fights, but you can't do anything. What a waste!"