The Path to Immortality

"Fortunately, in addition to the withered bone phantom formation, I also have many talismans that I purchased in Luoyunfang before departure."

Fang Ping felt a little more confident as he took out top-grade basic talismans such as the Earth Prison Talisman, the Golden Light Talisman, and the Miaoying No Trace Talisman from the storage bag to ensure that they could be activated at any time.

At this time, the black-faced Taoist had figured out the idea of ​​violently breaking the formation and started to take action.

He activated the Seven Birds Fire Fan, mixed with powerful spells and talismans, and blasted them in all directions around him in a regular manner.

As the illusions are destroyed one by one, in order to maintain the operation of the formation, the illusion formation must constantly mobilize the power of heaven and earth to repair it.

In this way, the black-faced Taoist can gradually figure out the operating rules of the phantom array, find out the array's eyes and key nodes, and finally use thunderous means to break a gap in one fell swoop and rush out of the array before it is repaired.

This is the most clumsy method of breaking a formation by using force to overcome skill.

But given the disparity in strength between the two sides, sometimes it can achieve miraculous results.

"This black-faced Taoist is indeed quite capable."

Fang Ping secretly observed the changes in the formation, but he was not very panicked.

It is easy to use force to break formations and deal with those unmaintained formations that can only rely on established rules.

This withered bone phantom formation comes with several methods of transformation, and is personally presided over by Fang Ping, a monk who has some knowledge of formations. Furthermore, the black-faced Taoist's strength is not strong enough to easily shake the formation's restrictions.

Although the Withered Bone Illusion Array has endured a lot of pressure, it can still maintain stability for a long time when running at full strength.

"Don't rush to take action now, let the formation consume this person's mana."

Seeing this, Fang Ping waited patiently.

Unexpectedly, this black-faced Taoist was also cautious.

After bombarding for a while, seeing that it seemed that it was not enough to break through the magic circle in a short period of time, he took out a Qi Restoration Pill from his storage bag, swallowed it and meditated on the spot, quickly recovering his magic power.

"What a beautiful thought!"

How could Fang Ping let him recover his mana calmly? He immediately increased the intensity of his attack.

Under the influence of mana, streaks of blazing sun fire roared into the illusory formation.

With the illusory attack in the phantom formation as a cover, the black-faced Taoist was caught off guard and was blasted firmly on the protective magical weapon by the blazing true fire.

However, his [Mysterious Fire Shield] is very powerful. The light golden real fire blasted on it only made the flames of the Mysterious Fire Shield shake slightly, and it was difficult to shake its defense in a short period of time.

"The person who set up the formation seems to be inferior to me in strength!"

Being attacked suddenly, the black-faced Taoist couldn't help but panic.

But after only a few rounds of attacks, he realized the difference in strength between the two sides and regained his composure.

He firmly held up the mysterious fire cover and the mana shield, then posted a high-grade golden light talisman on the outside, and then made a gesture of allowing Fang Ping to attack.

"I am absolutely not afraid of spending money!"

The black-faced Taoist is very confident in his own strength.

Discovering that the black-faced Taoist had changed his strategy, Fang Ping stepped up his attack.

However, facing a sixth-level Qi-training monk who was devoted to defending, he, a fourth-level Qi-training monk, really had no good solution for a while.

It's nothing more than continuing to waste mana.

"Haha, fellow Taoists outside, I advise you not to waste your efforts. The gap in realm cannot be made up by a mere illusion array."

Feeling that the rejuvenation pill was slowly taking effect, and the enemy was still unable to do anything to him, the black-faced Taoist couldn't help but taunted him.

After a brief silence, he finally heard the voice from outside the illusion array.

"I can't help you, a calamity cultivator, but the Luoyang Sect's camp is not far from here. Just wait, I'll go to the camp to call someone right away!"

Only when the angry voice of the leader came out, the outside became quiet again, and there was no more movement.

Even the operation of the formation seems to have become a bit rigid.

Obviously, the main camper knew that there was nothing they could do against him and had already left!

The only possible threat left, and it seemed safe, but the black-faced Taoist felt panicked.

Of course he knew that the Luoyang Sect camp was less than a hundred miles away from here. The people in the main formation were flying with their weapons at full speed, and it wouldn't take long for them to call for help.

By then, let alone a foundation-building monk coming in person, even if only one late-stage Qi-training monk came, it would be enough for him to walk around without food!

"not good!"

We must break through the illusory formation and escape from here before then.

He tentatively called out: "Fellow Taoist, can we discuss it? You and I have no grudges. I can give you a thousand spiritual stones and a medium-grade magic weapon, and swear by my Taoist heart that I will never harm you again." Can you...let me go?"

However, no matter how sweet-talking and tempting the black-faced Taoist was, there was no response from the outside.

"broken!"

The black-faced Taoist's heart sank, knowing that the leader of the main formation had most likely really left.

He did not dare to hesitate any longer, and displayed the Seven Birds Fire Fan, and combined with his special spell, he wildly bombarded the nearby illusions.

The attacks carried out by a sixth-level qi-training monk who did not hesitate to waste his magic power were quite astonishing.

The entire cliff area covered by the illusory array was blasted into a charred and ruined appearance by the flames of the Seven Birds Fire Fan.

Without Fang Ping's intervention, the pressure on the Withered Bones Illusion Array was increasing rapidly, and was soon approaching the extreme.

Fortunately, the owner of [Wuxingzhai] has not compromised on his commitment.

Faced with such indiscriminate bombardment, even though several of the phantom formation's flags had cracks, they could still be maintained forcibly in a short period of time!

The strength is close to the seventh level of Qi training, and it is still different from the real late stage of Qi training.

The black-faced Taoist could feel that the illusion attacking him in front of him was becoming sluggish and illusory.

Through the weak part of the illusion, he could even vaguely see the situation outside the formation.

But before that, the mana in his body might be exhausted first!

"The formation is indeed troublesome!"

The black-faced Taoist gritted his teeth and didn't care about the poison or excessive squeeze of mana that would damage the meridians. He swallowed two more Qi-recovering pills in succession and used several talismans to launch a fierce attack on the formation with all his strength.

The bone illusion formation, which had reached its limit, was crumbling, and many array patterns on the formation flag began to dim, and it was about to be pierced through.

This was the strongest wave of attack launched by the black-faced Taoist, but it also meant that he had reached the end of his strength!

At this critical moment, a top-grade basic talisman penetrated the illusion and suddenly activated.

[Earth Prison Talisman]!

Under the bright yellow light, the earth-based mana gathered to form an extremely solid prison, imprisoning the black-faced Taoist.

In its prime, an earth prison talisman was not enough to pose a great threat to him.

But the timing of the appearance of this earth prison talisman was perfect. While the Black-faced Taoist used all his strength to break the formation, he was trapped in place.

"The master of the formation came back so soon? This is impossible!"

"No, he didn't leave at the beginning!"

The Black-faced Taoist was shocked and immediately felt something was wrong.

It was too late to react at this time!

After the earth prison talisman, a golden ring flew to the head of the Black-faced Taoist. The speed was not very fast, but under the confinement of the earth prison talisman, the Black-faced Taoist had nowhere to hide.

It was the middle-grade magic weapon [Nine-turn Golden Ring] that Fang Ping obtained from the owner of the Canglan River Water Palace!

The Ruyi golden light fell down with a bang, suppressing the Black-faced Taoist!

Under the suppression of the astonishing golden light, the Black-faced Taoist's Xuanhuo Cover shook violently, and even the circulation of blood and magic power in his body became much slower.

Nine-turn Golden Ring