How is that possible?
Zhang Quan's pupils shrink slightly.
How could this little devil still be a formation master?
Then, just now, using the Earth Fire Formation to blew the mine, and using the earth-based formation to restrain the escape technique to prevent him from escaping, was it all the tricks of this little ghost?
Zhang Quan looked at the ink painting again.
The eyes of Mo Hua's eyes are clear and deep, bright and elusive.
At first, he only felt that his eyes were sinister and hateful.
Now it seems that this is indeed a sign of extraordinary thought and powerful spiritual consciousness.
Zhang Quan thought of someone.
Once that person becomes scheming, he will have this kind of look.
And that man is also a formation master.
This look is indeed a bit like the look of a formation master.
Zhang Quan felt a stern in his heart.
Not good...
If this little ghost is a formation master, he may have seen through the formations on these zombies.
The question now is, how much did he see?
He knows what formation this is?
A cold light gradually appeared in Zhang Quan's eyes.
The best way now is to kill someone to silence him.
As long as a person dies, he will always keep silent. What he knows will be buried in the soil and will never be known to others.
But Zhang Quanxin knew it very well.
In this situation, he can't kill anyone to silence him.
The young man in white has a deep cultivation and is brave in martial arts, so he can't take it.
The beautiful little girl was dangerous and had great damage. She dared not to get into trouble.
On the surface, this little guy is the weakest.
But he was also extremely cunning, full of bad things, too many tricks, insidious methods, sloppy, and quite tricky.
What's more, he remembered that this little devil could hide.
I don’t know whether it is based on spells or spiritual weapons, but his hidden means are quite clever, and he cannot see through his own spiritual sense of foundation building.
In this way, I can't catch him at all.
As soon as he thought about this, Zhang Quan became angry and embarrassed.
He built his foundation with great dignity and suffered humiliation from him many times, but he could not do anything to him. He was really angry!
He can't kill these three people.
Since you cannot kill someone to silence your mouth, you can only "destroy your corpse and traces".
You cannot leave traces of the formation!
Zhang Quan had made up his mind and looked solemn.
On the other hand, Bai Zisheng has already started to help Mo Hua catch zombies.
He avoided the iron corpse and instead attacked the ordinary corpse. With a trembling spear, his spiritual power was stirred up, and his limbs were destroyed, making it unable to move.
In a moment, four or five walking zombies were controlled by them.
Mo Hua also started to take action and cooperated with Bai Zixi to catch zombies.
Ink painting used the water jail technique to hold the zombie in a fixed position, and then Bai Zixi cut off his limbs with a sword light.
The three of them acted quickly and accurately, and in a flash, many more zombies were subdued.
Zhang Quan's eyelids twitched.
Can't wait any longer!
His eyes turned cold and he shook the blood rope and strange copper bell in his hand.
The copper bell leads to the corpse, and the wind blows.
The situation of the internal war changed suddenly.
These zombies looked ferocious and no longer attacked Mo Hua and others, but instead killed each other, gnawing on each other's heart veins, trying to destroy the formations near the heart veins.
The iron corpse also began to hunt down low-level corpses, and with one punch and one claw, hollowed out the corpse's chest, leaving a black waste and a hole with black blood.
Zombies destroy themselves and destroy traces.
Seeing this, Bai Zisheng said angrily:
"Okay, you bastard, can't you afford to play?"
Zhang Quan sneered, ignored it, and only shook the copper bell in his hand.
Mo Hua stared at his copper bell, looked carefully, and suddenly pointed his hand and said loudly:
"There are also formations in the bronze bell. Senior brother, grab his bell!"
Zhang Quan was so scared.
Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up. No matter the walking zombies, he flashed directly, activated his body, and stabbed it out with a shot, trying to pick out the copper bell in Zhang Quan's hand.
Zhang Quan quickly retreated, avoided Bai Zisheng's gun, and immediately put away the bronze bell and cursed in his heart.
This little ghost's eyes are so poisonous!
damn it!
If this continues, my underwear will probably be seen through!
Can't waste any more.
Zhang Quan did not dare to expose the copper bell anymore, but hid it in his sleeve, shook it secretly, urging the zombies to destroy themselves, and also urging the iron corpse to protect himself from escaping.
Bai Zisheng wanted to keep him, but he couldn't keep him with an iron corpse.
The scene was chaotic for a while, and Zhang Quan was finally able to escape.
Before Zhang Quan left, he looked back at the Mohua, remembering the new and old hatreds in his heart.
He said sinisterly:
"Little devil, I remember you!"
"I will kill you in the future, refine you into a zombie, take you by your side, serve me tea and water, be a cow and horse, and be enslaved by me for life!"
After saying that, he ran away and did not give Mo Hua a chance to return the word.
He was afraid that Mo Hua would scold him any more, so he couldn't bear it.
In terms of being angry, he thought he could not compare to this little devil.
Mo Hua curled her lips and muttered:
"Just run away after scolding, and you'll be cowardly."
He thought about what he was swearing, but Zhang Quan ran fast and he didn't have time to swear.
Mo Hua is a little regretful, and it seems that we can only wait for next time.
As soon as Zhang Quan fled, the battle stopped.
After a fierce battle, the mine was in chaos.
The rocks were broken and the wells were destroyed.
There were wreckages of zombies everywhere, and some zombies were taken out of their heart veins and fell to the ground, twitching unconsciously.
The iron corpse was taken away by Zhang Quan, and most of the remaining corpses killed each other and destroyed their chests. Only a few corpses had their chests intact.
In addition, it is the coffin on the mine.
These coffins should be used for refining corpses and hiding corpses, and there are dozens of them.
The iron corpse is hiding in the iron coffin, and most of the other walking corpses are hiding in the wooden coffin.
After a fierce battle, Bai Zisheng was also very tired. He took a breath, recovered his spiritual power, and asked:
"Do you still want to chase?"
Mo Hua thought about it and shook her head:
"Don't hurry, put on a long line and catch big fish."
Bai Zisheng was slightly stunned: "Is there still a big fish? Isn't Zhang Quan a big fish?"
"some."
Mo Hua nodded, and pointed to the coffins and zombies on the mine, "There are too few."
Bai Zisheng opened his mouth, "Is this too little?"
There are dozens of zombies here, fearless and fearless. With the iron corpse, ordinary early-stage monks in foundation building are likely to be no match for them.
Bai Zisheng has a deep cultivation, but he still feels a little tired and consumes a lot of spiritual power until now.
If there are more zombies, he will be powerless except running.
Otherwise, they will be exhausted sooner or later.
Mo Hua frowned and said:
"Zhang Quan bought murderers for decades. In the past few decades, countless mine repairmen were killed, and then his body was bought..."
"He should be buying these corpses for refining corpses."
"It's impossible to only refine these dozens of zombies in so many corpses."
"Elder Yu told me the principle of cunning rabbits having three holes."
"Zhang Quan will definitely leave more retreats when doing such a magical thing that is not tolerated by the Dao Court."
"So I guess he must have other hiding places, with many coffins hidden, and there are many zombies hidden in the coffin..."
Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide and then said angrily:
"This Zhang Quan is really damn!"
Mo Hua nodded in agreement.
Then he said, "Actually there is another problem."
"Is the formation?" Bai Zisheng asked.
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "Zhang Quan can tell the formation at first glance, but the bells he used to control the corpse, the bodies of the zombies he refined, including these coffins, are all formed..."
"This means that someone is drawing a formation for him!"
"This person must have a good attainment in formation, and it is very likely that he has also understood the ultimate formation..."
"This kind of ultimate formation may not be a serious formation, but an evil formation in the ultimate formation..."
The ink painting looked a little solemn.
"The ultimate formation..."
Bai Zisheng also felt a stern. He glanced at the zombie lying on the ground and asked Mo Hua again:
"Is the formations on these zombies the ultimate formation?"
Mo Hua held his little chin and said in thought:
"It's possible..."
"Is it possible?"
"Yes." Mo Hua looked at the zombies on the ground and nodded:
"It's hard to say now, I have to study it first..."
...
In the wild forest on the other side of the mine.
The land was arched and the stones rolled. Zhang Quan showed his body, gasping heavily, and breathing a sigh of relief.
Finally escaped.
He never expected that he would be chased by three young monks in his life like a stray dog.
The surroundings are desolate, there are no other monks or monsters.
Zhang Quan took a breath and a trace of doubt came to his heart.
Why was I found?
That needle has been thrown away...
Zhang Quan let go of his spiritual sense and glanced around him. Suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he grabbed his messy hair. It took him a long time to pick out a thin needle from his hair.
There is actually some?
Zhang Quanwei took a breath of cold air and felt panicked.
He immediately twisted the fine needle and threw it away, then used earth escape, fled to the stream in another mountain forest, and asked the iron corpse to stay, so he felt more at ease.
Then he changed his clothes, washed the blood, bandaged the wound, and looked at himself with his spiritual sense. He found that there was nothing suspicious about his body, so he completely relieved.
Zhang Quan sighed a little.
How come a few little kids have such deep thoughts and so hidden methods that people cannot be guarded against.
Zhang Quan was in trouble.
Then he remembered something and was a little worried.
Although he used a copper bell to control the corpse, he destroyed most of the formation.
But there are still a few zombies remaining.
The remaining zombies mean that traces of formations are left.
Zhang Quan frowned. He remembered the man's advice:
"This formation cannot be discovered by anyone. Once discovered, you will either kill someone to silence the body or destroy the traces!"
When the man said this, he changed his normal state and looked terrifyingly serious.
Zhang Quan pondered for a moment, and suddenly chuckled.
It's my own worries.
"Several zombies and several incomplete formations, I guess I can't see anything..."
Formation is difficult to learn.
And this corpse-refining formation is even more difficult and obscure, incredible, and beyond the conventional formation.
Even a formation master, no one can learn it.
That little devil is young and still refining his energy, it would be strange if he can see it clearly.
Zhang Quan sneered and didn't care.
Suddenly the mountain wind blew, blowing the stream, and the sunlight reflected in the water shone brightly.
The bright and profound gaze of Mo Hua flashed through Zhang Quan's mind.
Zhang Quan felt a palpitation in his heart, frowned, and murmured:
"It should...can't understand..."
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Chapter completed!