"Master, this month, there is still no situation in the outside world." Wu Yan bowed his body and said to Xu Hong in the center of the formation.
Regarding the content of the report, Wu Yandao did not lie. Even though he wanted to drag Xu Hong to death here, he was not sure whether Xu Hong had secretly monitored him before, so he did not dare to do so in this matter.
lie.
When he heard Xu Hong didn't respond, he couldn't help but look up and found Xu Hong sitting in the middle of the formation, with a solemn expression, stretching out a finger and copying something in the void.
Wu Yan was not surprised by this scene. In the past few months, when he came here, he would sometimes see Xu Hong holding an ancient mirror in a daze, sometimes holding a white jade plaque in a daze, and sometimes
He would meditate in front of a stone wall with a middle-aged man with a human body and a snake tail, and sometimes, like now, he would stretch his hand in the void, as if he was painting.
Wu Yan didn't dare to say anything, he just waited quietly.
But Xu Hong continued to move his index finger as if he didn't hear any sound. At this moment, he seemed to be using the void in front of him as a drawing board and his fingers as a brush to paint a stunning picture.
He put all his heart and soul into it, and even if the sky fell and the earth fell, he couldn't wake him up.
Half an hour later, Xu Hong was still so devoted to painting.
Wu Yan stood aside and saw this scene, with some struggle and hesitation in his eyes. He had seen Xu Hong paint like this before, but at most it only took about a stick of incense to come back to his senses, but this time it took too long.
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As time went by, the struggle and hesitation in Wu Yan's eyes became more intense. He looked at the figure in blue sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, raised one foot and was about to step forward, but on that
The moment his foot was about to fall, he hesitated again.
"In his current state, he has put all his mind and heart into it, without retaining the slightest caution. If I suddenly take action and kill him before he touches the Blood Desolate Covenant and the Bowen Magic Forbidden, then I will immediately
You can regain your freedom."
Wu Yan had a decision in his eyes and was about to take that step, but a scene flashed through his mind. It was a scene where Xu Hong and Mo Tong were both injured and then returned to their full strength in an instant.
"There is something weird about this human being. If we can't kill him, with his ability to instantly kill the first level of the Dazzling Spirit Realm, we will definitely have no way to survive. It's too risky. I'll continue to be patient and advance to the Dazzling Spirit Realm." Wu Yan thought.
Here, the steps that had been raised slowly came back again, still standing respectfully like a servant.
Time passed again for half an hour, and Xu Hong's finger swiping in the void finally paused and gradually moved back.
"Master, this month, everything in the outside world is normal, there is no situation." When Wu Yan saw this scene, he immediately repeated what he said before.
Xu Hong nodded and did not look at Wu Yan, but the robe on his body suddenly shook, and a wisp of Bowen's spiritual energy suddenly shot through the air, like a black lightning.
When Na Wuyan heard the movement, he didn't react at all. He was hit by the Bowen spiritual energy. He vomited blood and flew backwards through the gap in the light shield.
"Master..." Wu Yan's blood spurted out, his eyes filled with fear, and he wanted to rush back.
However, at this time, Xu Hong's cold voice came out from within the mask: "If you had taken that step before, you would have been a corpse. This time it is just a small punishment. Get out of here."
Go back to the top and investigate the situation carefully. If there is a next time, I will refine your essence."
"Yes...yes...but before..." Wu Yan was still about to explain, but at this time, a gaze shot out from the light shield.
This gaze was full of endless majesty, and seemed to be the gaze of the Heavenly Father who rules all living things in the world. The majesty was also full of coldness and ruthlessness.
With just one look, Wu Yan felt that his mind was about to collapse. Even he had never seen this kind of look from those desolate beasts in the Dazzling Spirit Realm.
This look was so terrifying that Wu Yan did not dare to say a word, and immediately flew towards the ground like his butt was on fire, and the panic in his heart had reached an indescribable level: "He...his look
, how could it become so terrible? What has happened to him in the past few months..."
After feeling Wu Yan's departure, Xu Hong remained indifferent and continued to stretch out his index finger and stroke it in the void in front of him. However, this time when he stroked it, his fingertips sprayed out a slender line of Bowen spiritual energy.
The aura of these blog posts, like the brush and ink of a painting, condensed and never dispersed as Xu Hong's fingers moved, and actually remained in the void.
Complex textures appeared on Xu Hong's fingertips. Gradually, the textures of Bowen's spiritual energy condensed in the void became more and more intertwined. Their shapes were strikingly similar to those on the stone wall where he was sitting.
The formations left by Wanguhe are very familiar.
If you look carefully, you can find that the textures Xu Hong has drawn with Bowen's spiritual energy are actually a corner of the texture of the formation.
He continued to paint, the speed of his fingertips swiping became slower and slower, and a layer of sweat gradually broke out on his forehead. When the texture he sketched with Bowen's spiritual energy occupied one-tenth of the stone tablet array.
The corner of the formation pattern that Xu Hong drew in the void suddenly shook, and then suddenly collapsed.
"This Nine-turn Spirit Gathering Formation can even gather the essence of the chaotic wasteland. It is a first-class amazing formation of our Five Evils Sect. Only people at the level of the sect masters in the past can master it. It's a pity that now I can see the senior sect master with my own eyes.
I can only comprehend one-tenth of the original painting... With my ninth-level spiritual master realm, I can only comprehend one-tenth! And this one-tenth is only vague.
, follow the example of a gourd!"
Xu Hong stood up, feeling both happy and worried at the same time. What he was happy about was that this time in the chaotic wasteland, his strength had greatly increased, he had obtained the ferocious weapon created by heaven and earth, and he had also received the inheritance from the previous master of Wusha Sect.
He obtained the most precious treasure and learned the peerless formation, but what worries him is that he is now in the desperate place of the chaotic wasteland.
Now, he has been staying underground in the chaotic wasteland for nine months. It is still three months before the original essence stored in the divine cauldron is completely consumed. It is still three months before the divine cauldron is successfully sacrificed by the Jin Qiu trio.
There are still nine months.
And his cultivation is still at the peak of the fourth level of the spiritual master realm.
This has to be said to be a crisis for him.
However, even though Xu Hong was anxious, he did not panic. In the past few months, he had studied the stone wall of Yunyao Demon Lord, the shocking array diagram under him, and the cultivation experience of reading Wangu River. He had a certain understanding of his state of mind.
This kind of invisible training, the more critical the moment, the calmer he becomes. Even if the world collapses and the sea overturns, he can still keep his expression unchanged.
He already had a hint of the majesty and temperament of a great hero.
This kind of temperament is very rare. It is difficult for a person like Xu Hong who rises from humble circumstances to possess it. Even if he kills thousands of souls and lays down millions of corpses, he may not be able to cultivate it.
Because to possess this kind of temperament, it must be achieved by those supreme heroes who have supreme power and can decide the lives and deaths of millions of people with a single word.
Wanguhe used to be the head of the Five Evil Sect, commanding countless master disciples. Almost all the people in the ninety-nine cities in the western region of Funing County were under his control.
He has such a temperament!
Demon Lord Yunyao is a generation of spiritual demon-killing sages. He leads a group of demons and his reputation intimidates both the human and demon clans. He also has this temperament.
In these days, Xu Hong continued to study Wanguhe's cultivation experience and knowledge, and from time to time he understood the stone wall of Yunyao Demon Lord. He had unconsciously been infected with a trace of the majestic temperament of these two heroes, giving him a sense of them.
It is Wanguhe, and he is the illusion of Demon Lord Yunyao.
Even though he has only developed a trace of this peerless hero's temperament, but it is contained in his own power. A single look can make Wu Yan, a being with half a foot in the dazzling spirit realm, almost collapse.
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"The original essence can still last for three months. It seems that when necessary, I can only hunt another desolate beast in the dazzling spirit realm and survive for a while." Xu Hong's eyes were as calm as before.
However, in the past, his eyes were calm with a hint of indifference, and had a kind of carefreeness that transcended everything. But now, the calmness of his eyes contained a ray of coldness, giving people the feeling of majesty that overcame everything.
This is his transformation and the transformation of his state of mind in a year in the chaotic wasteland.
He stood on the huge stone tablet and scanned the formation patterns on it again, then sat down cross-legged and continued to draw in the void with his pointing pen.
Time seemed to be taken away along with Xu Hong's fingertips. In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.
Xu Hong shot out Bowen's spiritual energy from his fingertips and continued to draw this amazing formation. However, up to now, he could still only draw one-tenth of this formation. This was the limitation of his realm. There was no way unless he
After entering the Dazzling Spiritual Realm, otherwise he would only be able to draw a tenth of the size of this stunning formation.
However, after two months of understanding, he has deepened his understanding of this tenth of the formation diagram. He is no longer just copying the gourd like before, and the speed at which he can draw it has also greatly increased.
As for the other nine-tenths of the formation patterns, he couldn't even copy them, because he felt that once he wanted to copy the remaining formation patterns, his mind became confused, and countless textures were intertwined.
I don’t know how to make the next move.
"Master, there are still no signs of void cracks appearing in the outside world." On this day, Wu Yan went underground again to report to Xu Hong.