Zhu Hanwen was very unhappy now. He looked at Yang Yuan and Fan Zhen, one with a bird and the other with a dog, and there was only a monkey beside him... Hou Lie felt that he had lost a lot. He obviously put in the most effort and was seriously injured. He thought that the person in the Longyin Sect would surrender to his domineering aura, but he didn't expect that he had just shot his face and knocked on the door, so he simply retreated the formation, let alone the gate did not even leave the foundation. He could only helplessly come to the magic circle with Hou Lie's support.

A green light flashed by. When the two of them calmed down, they felt a wave of heat hitting their faces. The second floor of the entire Nine Formation Tower, except for the circle of magic circles under their feet, was covered with blazing flames. Looking closely, there was a fire dragon circling up and down in the flames.

Before Zhu Hanwen could sigh, he felt something behind his butt pushing him. He was not prepared and took a step forward. At that time, a burst of flames hit him, burning his trouser legs. He quickly retreated and extinguished the fire on his trouser legs. When he looked back, Yang Yuanzheng looked at him with apologetic look.

The one who arched him just now was the huge snow mastiff, and the dog had no awareness of occupying the place at this time and was still sticking out his tongue happily. Zhu Hanwen also knew that he had no reason to talk to this beast, and was too lazy to be angry with it, so he focused on talking to Shangzhuguo and others outside the formation.

"This formation should look like an ordinary flame array, but the fire dragon guarding the formation is difficult to determine whether it is a spirit beast, weapon spirit, or array spirit. If it is a spirit beast, it may be the Flame Dragon Tianxiang Array, the Red Flame Invincible Array, if it is a weapon spirit, it may be the Fiery Spear Array, the Red Ding Array, the Burning Heavenly Mirror Array, if it is a formation spirit..."

Before Yan Shenggong finished speaking, the masters heard a "sniff..." and then peeked into the formation. The second floor where the fire was originally lit up, except for a red bronze mirror in the corner, there was only a flood in the sky. He took Fan Zhen to control the mutton fat jade bottle to pull the flood away. Zhu Hanwen wanted to go over and pick it up. At this time, Yan Shenggong hurriedly said to him,

"Hanwen, this treasure is called the Burning Heaven Mirror. Its power increases with the founder's cultivation. If it is cast by someone with deep skills, it can burn all things unpredictable. If you have not received the spirit of the weapon to recognize the master, touch it at will, be careful to cause its backlash."

When Zhu Hanwen heard this, he hurriedly shrank his hand back, took out the Baoqin Golden Rake, pressed against the mirror, and said, "Then... did you see it? What about your fire? I have all put out. Now I will give you two choices. Either I will smash you and go to the third floor; or you will follow me obediently, and my brother will guarantee that you will be delicious and have spicy food."

When he heard Zhu Hanwen's robber-like words, Shangzhuguo and others were sweating coldly. The spirit of the server was not solved by threatening words. Not to mention the use of true emotions, at least they had to persuade him with kind words. As he was speaking, he saw Fen Tianjian split a spiritual consciousness and tentatively touch the middle finger on Shang Baoqin Jinrai. The middle finger just flashed, and seemed to not pay much attention to it, so he had no reaction. But just this time, Fen Tianjian jumped to Zhu Hanwen's arms happily.

"Are the magic weapon spirits so aggressive now?" The Confucian masters really couldn't figure it out. Of course they couldn't figure it out because it was the Buddha's relics! Even the treasures given by heaven are not immune to the vulgarity, let alone the fiery heaven-burning arcade in the mortal world.

In this way, the group came to the third floor very easily. By chance, the second floor was fire and the third floor was water. Fan Zhen once again sacrificed the mutton fat jade bottle and directly drained all the floods. Zhu Hanwenxi raised a Dinghaizhu.

The fourth floor is a primitive forest, with countless flower demons. The tree demons were hiding in them and were full of dangers. Zhu Hanwen just stretched his waist and pulled out the Burning Tianjian. All the tree demons hugged their heads with their hands, squatted in the corner of the wall, giving up the spiritual branches of the heaven and earth in the center of the formation...

"This kid really doesn't play according to common sense. The second formation of water and fire was the most unrecognizable, but it happened to be restrained by that girl's magic weapon. The formation of the ten thousand troops, which could have been swayed by the Fen Tianjian. He was really lucky, and it would be right to do anything casually." The master of the Shangzhu Kingdom was very relieved.

"Senior, don't take it lightly. As far as I know, behind the Wanling Array are the four attributes of magic arrays: gold, earth, wind and thunder. Each one consumes countless manpower and material resources. The unique skills will not be so easy to let them pass through." Zhong Zheng reminded. It seems that Zhu Hanwen and his team easily broke through the three formations, which made him feel blank, for fear that the Confucians would underestimate the overseas sects.

After hearing what Zhong Zheng said, the masters once again put their minds on Zhu Hanwen. Their situation at this time was indeed no longer as relaxed as before. The yellow sand in the sky was accompanied by an anxious and stormy heat, which made people feel that this fifth-level formation was really like a giant desert, boundless.

Several people tried to cover the sand with water and use spiritual roots to create vegetation, but they did not respond at all. Each dune was about the same length, and there was no sun, moon, and stars in the sky to distinguish the direction. Several people could only walk aimlessly like this. Yan Shenggong and others also observed for a long time, but they could not see the tricks.

"It's not a solution to go like this. Hou Lie, you seem to be able to fly, right? You can go to the sky and see what's going on."

Hou Lie said in a deep voice, "I'll try to call somersault clouds." After saying that, Hou Lie pinched the magic tricks,

"At the Sky"

After a long time, no somersault cloud appeared, but Yan Shenggong's voice came over. "Don't wait, I have seen the golden auspicious cloud called by that boy, and I can't get in from outside the tower."

"Fanzhen, can you share your vision with your bird or communicate your feelings?" Zhu Hanwen saw that a plan was not working, and another plan came up. Fanzhen nodded, shook his shoulders, and the golden-winged roc standing on it understood it and soared into the sky. As a result, it just flew halfway and hit the transparent wall. It turned out that the seemingly distant altitude was only ten feet high, and the sky behind was full of illusions presented by the formation.

The golden-winged Roc Eagle stabilized its body and began to send a message to Fan Zhen. Fan Zhen observed for a while and said,

"There seems to be a illusion array here. The eyesight of this golden-winged roc eagle can clearly see the rocky hares thousands of feet away, but they cannot see the edge of the desert."

Zhu Hanwen signaled Fan Zhen to take her bird back, sit cross-legged, grab a handful of mud and sand on the ground, and see that the fine sand in the desert seemed to be polished manually, and the particles were exactly the same size. When he loosened his hands, he flowed down from his fingertips without any stagnation. Then he seemed to think of something, took out the Baoqin Golden Rake and started digging down. It's true that the rake rotated at high speed like a drill bit, and a big hole was drilled out in a short while. However, in the time of tea, several people heard a "clang" sound, and it seemed that they had dug up the base below.

"There is something!" Zhu Hanwen said below and continued to dig forward. Everyone outside the tower looked at Zhu Hanwen's vision and saw a huge word "Scenery".

"So that's it," Yu Juluo outside the tower immediately woke up, "This should be a trapping array of internal Bagua. The desert outside is just a manifestation. The so-called internal Bagua is the eight gates of Dunjia art evolved from the eight directions of the "Zhouyi" gate. Together, they will be resurrected, born, injured, Du, Jing, die, shocked, and opened the eight gates. In this way, you are walking southeast of Jingmen now, remember how far you have walked, and then tell me what gate it is."

After a while, Zhu Hanwen's voice came, "Ten zhangs southeast is the word Rui!"

"Oh?" Yu Juluo was surprised. "I didn't expect that there was such a capable person in the overseas sect who could combine the Bagua with the Nine Stars. You will continue to go south now."

After a while, Zhu Hanwen's voice came again, "Zezhang in the south is Jia, the word Shen!"

"Wow!" Yu Juluo exclaimed again, "Eight Gate, Nine Stars, Six Jia? Hanwen! Go straight west and see what the word is."

"Twelve zhang west, the word "Xu"."

"Okay!" Yu Juluo's eyes shone, feeling like he was a match for the opponent. He began to direct Zhu Hanwen and moved step by step. Since the sand in the desert could not support the existence of a cave, every time Zhu Hanwen left a place, the dunes there would collapse and fill the cave. And as he moved quickly, in the eyes of everyone in the desert, it seemed like a huge pangolin walking wildly underground.

An hour later, Zhu Hanwen got out of the ground tiredly, sat on the desert, gasping heavily. Looking at Fan Zhen, Yang Yuan, and Hou Lie, the big bag he took out from somewhere was filled with clear water and soaked in it. The most annoying thing was Yang Yuan, who used boiling hot fine sand to simmer the sea fish caught from the third floor, and gnawing on the wild fruits picked from the fourth floor forest with the other hand. It was so pleasant.

"With you three running to this floor to rest, let me dig a hole like a thorn in the wounded man. Wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

"The capable ones work harder, and we are not good at digging holes. Besides, wasn't your injury cured by Fan Zhen?" Yang Yuan took a bite of the grilled fish, nodded, and handed it to Hou Lie. Hou Lie ate without raising his head, as if he didn't hear what Zhu Hanwen was saying at all.

"It's a sin!" Zhu Hanwen threw the rake and lay on the ground like a tantrum.

At this time, Yu Juluo's voice came again, "Hanwen! Hurry up the time! You go twenty feet north and find the door to open, and then go east. If it is the bird star, go fifteen feet southwest; if it is Jiachen, go ten feet south, it should be the door of Sheng. Find the door of Sheng, continue walking forward one zhang, and immediately resolve the trap."

Zhu Hanwen ignored Yu Juluo's words and happily asked Yang Yuan for a big bag, filling Fan Zhen with water and taking a bath comfortably...

At this time, the voice of Shangzhuguo sounded again, "Hanwen! Don't be lazy! Do you remember Meng Ruan's passing on the Fengyue Baojian to you?!"

Zhu Hanwen was stunned, "Yes! Fairy Jinghuan is still sealed!" He jumped out of the water, picked up the rake, and drilled into the sand pit again. After half a stick of incense, the endless desert finally disappeared, leaving only a pool of fine sand shining with colorful rays in the middle of the house. The ground around the fine sand was covered with dense small seal scripts, and at this time, Zhu Hanwen was standing on the word "生".

When everyone came to the beach of fine sand, they heard the masters outside the tower exclaiming,

"This is……"
Chapter completed!