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Chapter 387 Where is the Holy Land?

Lin Wenqi said in surprise: "Are you broken?"

Wang Jingzhe shook his head and said, "Although it is the eight-door golden lock formation, it takes some trouble to break it. How could it be so easy? This is one of the specialty of Zhuge Wuhou Zongheng in the Three Kingdoms. I am just using this method to tell him that I found the injury gate position of this formation. I recognize this formation and can be broken even if I want to break it. But if the formation is broken, I will waste time. He will also be backfiring and spit a mouthful of blood, so that he can measure whether he can break it by himself. If he doesn't break it, he might as well remove it by himself."

After Wang Jingzhe finished speaking, he stood by the aisle and looked up provocatively at the rooftop, then suddenly stretched out his hand and gestured his middle finger. Master Zhang on the upper floor looked angry when he saw this, and then he changed several times in a uncertain way. He clenched his fist in his mouth and smashed it on the railing with a "bang".

A voice floated down from above and fell into Wang Jingzhe's ears: "Xikan 28, Nankun 36, north to east..."

"He admits this, let's go." Wang Jingzhe waved his hand and led Lin Wenqi upstairs again.

Wang Jingzhe fought with the other party for two games. Although he was not surprised and did not show any danger at all, he could have encountered it. If Lin Wenqi broke in, just talking about the silly magic array downstairs, he might have to be exhausted and unable to get out. As for the eight-door golden lock formation, if he was trapped inside and touched the heart of the formation, then the sword light and sword shadows would be dangerous in the formation. The eight-door golden lock formation was absolutely unavailable after the formation was formed, which contained mechanism magic. Anything in the formation could suddenly hurt people, making it difficult for you to defend.

The intersection between Wang Jingzhe and Master Zhang was fleeting. At such a distance, both sides could not even see the expression on each other's faces, but the tense atmosphere spread to Master Zhang.

He looked carefully at the disappearing figure downstairs, frowned and whispered: "I may have miscalculated it. This man is not just a few tricks. Why can't I remember that in the Lingnan area, which young people have such achievements besides the royal palace, or is he not a person here at all, a foreign monk?"

Liu Yunhui was silent and vaguely felt something was wrong.

Up to the seventh floor, Wang Jingzhe encountered a ghost to hit the wall. He smiled silently, shook his head and sighed. These were all the things he had left to pee and play with mud. A few days ago, outside the Tomb Cliff Village in western Yunnan, he set up a series of Han Guanshan, Huhu and Liangxiu in every move. Once it was broken, it was natural to capture it without any effort.

Seeing this, Master Zhang's face turned pale again. At this time, he finally realized that he seemed to kick a plate in one thought.

On the twelfth floor, Wang Jingzhe met the Liangyi Four Symbol Formation. This formation is a starry sky drill diagram, but his charming mind was trapped in many environments and could not extricate himself. Master Zhang saw that Wang Jingzhe had not moved for a long time, and seemed to realize that the other party seemed to be quite difficult. But as soon as this thought arose, Wang Jingzhe threw out a talisman paper and drew the talisman in the air. The Liangyi Four Symbols instantly turned into the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. This was not a way to break the formation, but a more profound method of changing the formation. His heart finally trembled completely.

The world's great way is clear and the same is true for the Feng Shui formation. Even so, there may be thousands of formations, but no matter how they change, they cannot escape the Feng Shui technique. Wang Jingzhe did not break the two quatrains and four symbols formations, but instead changed the formation slightly through his hands and turned into another formation.

To put it bluntly, he did not break this formation, but changed it into another formation after a slight change, and naturally he broke away from Master Zhang's control.

Wang Jingzhe strided upward in the evening. Master Zhang kept ringing like a drum, and his breathing became rapid in an instant. Only then did he realize that the young man below might be far from his enemy. He might not have fallen into a big fall, and he would have to break up here if he couldn't do it.

Liu Yunhui asked carefully: "Master, isn't it very difficult to deal with?"

Master Zhang didn't say anything, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took out the phone, trembling fingers, and found Wang Xuanping's number, and quickly dialed it. After the phone was connected, he said in panic: "Wang Sheng, save me..."

On the 14th floor, Wang Jingzhe came to the elevator door, reached out and knocked his finger a few times, and said lightly: "When I left that day, I have already explained that you are the disaster, but don't harm human life. If you are willing in the future, I will send you 10% to the underworld, but you don't seem to care about what I said? You can't even break one of my amulets, and you are struggling. The door opens, get out and put your head down, and I will spare your life, so you won't lose your soul."

After Wang Jingzhe finished speaking, a moment later, the elevator door suddenly opened, and Xu Xiuqin and Wu Guodong inside looked at him at a loss.

Wang Jingzhe said softly: "Uncle Wu, you two are here now. Let Lao Lin accompany you for a while. I'll go upstairs and see later. It's okay."

Seeing this, the female ghost behind them shook tremblingly. Wang Jingzhe glanced at him and snorted, saying, "I really don't know what's wrong!"

"The immortal family is so weird, the Ai family is forced to do so. Twenty years ago, my corpse was sacrificed and sacrificed. What I did was really uncontrollable..." The female ghost behind Xu Xiuqin suddenly surrendered sadly. Chuchu said pitifully, "It's really uncontrollable, and she's controlled by others."

Wang Jingzhe turned around expressionlessly, came to the railings of the aisle, and said loudly to the bottom: "Let me listen to many monsters and monsters..."

"Swish" Wang Jingzhe shook his hand and threw out a talisman paper and said, "This talisman in vain can help you enter the Ghost Gate, go up the Huangquan Road, and cross the Naihe Bridge. When the Yin Si Yin is seen, you will also give you three points of face, which can make you a good birth again."

In an instant, the thirty-three floors of the building was filled with dark winds, and ghosts cried and howled.

Wang Jingzhe said with his eyes: "Who suppressed you back then? I'll give you this matter. If you have any injustice and debt, you should report it. If you have any trouble, I'll give you a bottom line!"

"Swish, swish"

"Swoosh, swosh..." Suddenly, countless lonely ghosts under the building soared into the air and headed straight up above.
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