The Monk

Chapter 801 Weird Array

Especially the person who was the first to launch a sneak attack, even if he tried hard, he couldn't figure out who he was, and the timing of his attack was beyond Zhang Awe's guess.

According to Zhang Awei's understanding, half of my body is inside the formation and half is outside the formation. I can still move. No one should make a move at this time. If they want to move, they will have to wait until my whole body has entered the formation and I am unable to resist. It's the best time to kill. Who knew that that person would suddenly assassinate him when he was halfway into the magic circle and was about to try to experience the power of the magic circle. I don't know how I offended him, but I can't wait to assassinate him.

At that time, Zhang Ai just gathered all his strength, firstly to prepare for the magic circle, and secondly to deal with unexpected situations, so that he could avoid the enemy's assassination by accident, and then fight back to rescue Zhang Tianfang. Because he was injured and out of consideration for Zhang Tianfang, he let the other two people go and allowed them to retreat safely.

At this time, he appeared, his face covered with blood. The black hair on his head was forcibly shaved to create a ditch. At this time, the white flesh in the ditch was bleeding out. Not only was his face stained with blood, but his hair was also red and black, and the strands were messy and tangled together.

Zhang Tianfang asked loudly: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Awei laughed and said, "It's just a flesh wound, what can happen?" He took out the life pill and took it, the bleeding stopped quickly, and soon there was a scab and flesh, and the injury was fine. Zhang Weixu held up his hand, and a water polo appeared in front of him. He took some water and washed his face to wash away the blood. He raised his hand to touch the bald strip on the top of his head, and used force to pull on his head. His hair fell to the ground, and he shaved his head bald.

Zhang Wen did these things in an orderly manner, taking his time step by step. Then he looked towards the mountain ridge and asked softly: "Is there anyone else who wants to kill me?" Naturally, no one answered. Who would want to offend him at this time?

Zhang Wen smiled with some disdain, ignored them, and turned to face the magic circle.

There was a small Nascent Soul parked six meters in front of him, facing inward and back, with no expression. Zhang Awei whispered to him: "Why bother? If I were so easy to kill, I would have died hundreds of times. You said, I don't know you, what do you ask for? It's reached this point." As he spoke, he started again. Enter the magic circle.

This time, the whole body enters the circle completely.

His actions shocked the remaining eleven top-level monks on the mountain ridge. Is this guy mentally ill? Was he assassinated just now for entering the magic circle? Are you playing this again now? Immediately, several people were eager to try and assassinate him again. But after thinking about it, I didn't act rashly. I always felt that something was wrong. As a top-level monk, after being assassinated, he didn't take revenge and continued to act stupidly? Repeat the same mistake you just made?

Would you believe it if something like this happened? Anyway, I don’t believe it! There is no fool at the top level of cultivators. Several people clicked on the abnormal heart.

No matter what the monks watching the fun on the mountain thought, Zhang was afraid that he was already trapped in the battle. The feeling of entering this time is even different from the feeling of entering halfway just now. Entering a hand, entering half of the body, and completely entering the formation are three body odors and three feelings, each time more terrifying than the last. Even though Zhang was afraid of making all preparations and thought he could compete with the power of the magic circle, after he entered, he still found that there was an error in his estimation.

This force was indeed powerful. He had never seen it so powerful in his life. It gave him the feeling that all parts of his body were being pressed tightly inward. His clothes were clinging to his skin, his skin was clinging to his bones, and his bones were being pressed by a huge force. It shrunk so much that it felt like I had been pressed into a ball and couldn't move any more. However, the physical appearance has not changed at all. It seems that the clothes are still loose and the face has not changed shape due to the huge force.

This array is really powerful. Zhang Ai is holding a sword in one hand and hanging down by his side with his feet apart, as if he is walking in. Unfortunately, he can only maintain this appearance and cannot move even half an inch. The pressure is very strong, unimaginably high, as if it can crush people to death at any time, but it does not cause any harm to them.

Pause for a moment to familiarize yourself with the power of the magic circle. After making some decisions, you secretly recite the mantra in your mind, continuously perform the exercises, adjust your own state to the best, and slowly strengthen your own strength little by little to compete with the external forces. . However, as his own strength increased, the external forces also increased, always suppressing him and unable to move.

Zhang Awei cursed secretly that he was unlucky, and continued to activate his skills, releasing all the power of the sea of ​​consciousness, and simultaneously blasting away the tiger soul. The two gods merged into one, and with a bang, the tyrannical power penetrated the whole body. Zhang Awei stiffened his neck and walked up to half of the body. step.

His action made the eleven people on the mountain dumbfounded. This guy could actually move? More than 300 cultivators have been trapped in the valley for nearly 20 days. I have never seen anyone who can move even slightly, let alone walk, or even raise his fists and hands. This guy is too fierce. The few people who had the intention to attack him just now secretly said that they were lucky. Fortunately, they resisted their impulse and did not do anything stupid.

Zhang Wen was able to move, and Zhang Tianfang was very happy and shouted: "You are still the best!"

It really doesn't matter what people outside the formation think of him. Zhang Weizhi only took one step, and was immediately forced to stop. The power of his two gods combined into one could compete with the magic circle for a while, but the price paid was too high. He only took that small step, and his whole body was full of strength. It was empty, as if there was a powerful vortex that directly sucked all the spiritual energy from his body. After taking one step, his body became empty. If it weren't for the magic circle that wouldn't hurt anyone, Zhang probably would have been crushed into a thin piece of dried meat.

After he stopped, he calculated the distance and found that six meters in front of him was the Nascent Soul sneaking up on him. This guy escaped with the Nascent Soul and was able to bring three magic weapons with him, which shows that the magic weapons are not ordinary, and that this Yuanying is also not ordinary. As soon as his mind moved, the spiritual power in the Divine Tears surged out, filling his entire body instantly. Zhang Ai then had the strength to move forward again, approaching Yuanying step by step. He was like a balloon, blowing up in a moment. After a while, all the air leaked out. In the process of blowing and air leaking, he had the opportunity to carefully appreciate the changes in power in the body. The meridians seemed to have been cleaned by a brush, becoming more clear, strong, and enlarged. Make it thicker.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Wen stood still behind Yuanying. After spiritual power filled his body again, he raised his hand to grab Yuanying. Just as he was about to take it in his hand, a force suddenly emerged from the magic circle and pushed his hand aside. , rubbing across Yuanying's body.

ox! Really awesome! This magic circle is really amazing! No wonder there were more than 300 people trapped in the valley, and no one died unexpectedly; no wonder the Nascent Soul in front of him hurriedly attacked when half of his body entered the magic circle. The protection ability of the magic circle was really too strong. If he waited until he completely entered the magic circle, he would immediately Being protected, even top-level masters can't be hurt even half a cent.

With a slight emotion, he refused to admit defeat, and the spiritual power of the Divine Tears filled his body again. He raised his hand with concentration and tried to catch the Nascent Soul again, but unfortunately he failed again. He was still dissatisfied. After filling his body with spiritual power, he simply raised his sword and stabbed at it. The thrust was also deflected by the huge force, but still could not hurt Nascent Soul.

After three consecutive attempts all failed, Zhang Wen stopped trying randomly and relied on the help of Divine Tears to slowly get out of the control of the magic circle. As soon as he came out, compared with the lack of restraint from the outside world and the powerful suppression of the magic circle, he was so light that he could fly into the sky. It feels like you can walk in the air without using any spells.

He came out of the formation safely, and the eleven experts on the mountain ridge were dumbfounded. They had also carefully tried the power of the magic circle, but failed every time. No one had ever dared to enter it. But the guy below did it. He got in and out easily, which made Zhang Weir's former enemies feel uneasy. This unlucky boy could not be killed no matter what, and he was getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing Zhang Awei come out, Zhang Tianfang asked happily: "How does it feel inside?" Zhang Awei said: "If there are no enemies around, and if you can control the magic circle at will, it would be a good place to practice." He only stayed inside for a while, and his body The skin, muscles, bones, meridians, etc. all receive a powerful physical improvement.

Zhang Tianfang rolled his eyes at him: "Are you sick? Why don't you tell the more than 300 people inside? They can kill you with their eyes."

Zhang Ying smiled and said, "It's not too late to talk about it later." As he spoke, he felt the coolness on the top of his head. He raised his hand and touched it. Ah, I forgot, I just shaved my head. Seeing him touching his head, Zhang Tianfang laughed: "Your bald head is really ugly, far worse than that of a young monk."

"How about beating you up? How dangerous it was just now, so Xuan died. Not only did you not comfort me, but you said that my bald head is ugly?" Zhang Awei shook his head. This guy has proven time and again that he is more heartless than me.

He looked up at the masters on the mountain ridge, pointed at the Nascent Soul in the formation and asked, "Who knows this guy? Why does he want to kill me?"

Why do you want to kill you? In fact, you should ask, out of all the cultivators in the world, how many of them don’t want to kill you? Twenty-four stars cursed. The rest of the people didn't answer the call either. Zhang was very disappointed and shouted: "I said, don't you know what kindness is?"

Twenty-four stars continued to slander: "If you are kind, then die quickly. Your death is the greatest good thing you have done to us."

It's a pity that Zhang is afraid that he can't see what people think, otherwise he would definitely argue with Twenty-Four Stars. You want to kill me so much, but I have let you go several times and let bygones be bygones. Isn't this a good thing?

No one answered his shouts. Zhang was helpless and turned around to look at the magic circle. He found that everyone trapped in the magic circle stayed on the ground. Could it be that they were not controlled by the magic circle in the air? Thinking of this, he flew into the air and stabbed forward with his silver sword. With just one stroke of the sword, a sword energy flew out horizontally and stabbed the stone wall in front of him. Because it pierced the gray wall, it made a soft sound and pierced a hole in it.

When he thrust out his sword, many people on the mountain ridge couldn't help but laugh. Another one was asking for trouble.

Only a small hole appeared in the stone wall, and a cloud of gray gas exploded from the place where he was stabbed, hitting Zhang Awei directly. Zhang Awei didn't have time to react, and he was pushed far away and fell into the forest. middle.

Not long after, Zhang Wen walked out and stared at the stone wall. What kind of crap is so powerful?

No one gave him the answer, so he could only figure it out by himself. Perhaps because he continuously broke into the formation and stimulated the magic formation, the power of the magic formation was restored. The vines that had been torn apart were slowly growing from the top of the stone wall, gradually covering the entire stone wall.