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Chapter 219: Transforming peach trees into armor and developing ancient military formations.

"Would you like to prepare one or two antidotes for the Imperial Master?"

The little Taoist priest's words made everyone stunned and then burst into laughter.

There is a way.

But this is not suitable for Huang.

Moreover, if you do this, it will not be worth the loss for Huang.

The road of martial arts that has been abandoned can be seen from the fact that he has always adhered to female sex. He has not practiced to a certain level and cannot let go of Yuanyang.

Feng Zheng smiled and shook his head: "The Imperial Master aims at immortality, and his only way is martial arts. It is not appropriate to let Yuanyang go before he has achieved great success."

"There is no need to think about this matter."

Seeing everyone looking over, Feng Zheng chuckled: "In the past, the Imperial Master and I went to Goulan to listen to music, but I have never seen the Imperial Master acting randomly!"

"Even facing Ji Linglong..."

In this aspect, Feng Zheng admires Huang very much, but he knows how much Huang desires strength.

However, Huang had the half-volume room technique in his hand, but he had never used it. Moreover, the half-volume room technique had been modified by Huang and became even weirder.

.......

In the forest.

A gust of wind blew, and the peach blossoms fell with the wind.

Huang closed his eyes and walked, his spiritual sense spreading to the maximum, feeling the flow of the peach blossom miasma, feeling the movement and changes of the peach trees, trying to capture the traces.

Along with the breathing, a stream of peach blossom miasma was inhaled into the nose and mouth.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Huang started to change. One by one, the women wanted to refuse but still greeted, and the girls were shy and ready to let go. They kept teasing Huang.

The desolate heart is as solid as stone!

He was indifferent and was killed in the last days, how could he be disintegrated by some beauties and withered bones?

The indifferent heart suppresses the body's instinctive desires, and the spiritual awareness sweeps in all directions.

"The peach blossom miasma enters the peach tree, and the peach blossom miasma breeds in the peach tree, forming a backflow. Is it the art of Qimen Dunjia?" Huang kept moving forward, gaining a deeper understanding of the military formation.

"This is a killing formation, why was it deliberately turned into a trapping formation?"

There were too many puzzles in his heart, but unfortunately he was in the battle and no one could explain them to him.

"The Imperial Master is still going deep. It seems that the peach blossom miasma has no effect on him!" Looking at the rope that was going deeper, the little Taoist priest said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt at ease. This was the only good news at the moment.

"I hope the Imperial Master is safe and sound!"

Compared to the others, Xianglidu, who had been kicked out by Huang Yi, had a suppressed red face and a deep sense of shame welled up in his heart.

This is not the first time.

He feels very useless.

When I traveled with Huang before, I was still able to help Huang, but this time, the people around Huang were stronger than him, even Huang was stronger than him.

This made Xianglidu feel very disappointed.

He set off with Huang, but now he can no longer keep up with Huang.

As the people around Huang become stronger and stronger, they will have no place beside Huang and can only return to the mansion and do what they can.

Two hours later.

Huang walked out from the depths, his body was stained with the rich peach blossom miasma, and his aura was somewhat disordered, but he still remained calm on the whole.

To get out of the peach blossom miasma, the Huangrun Neidan breathing method, combined with the special pile method, uses the vitality in the body to force out the peach blossom miasma that has been sucked into the body.

After a long time, Huang's expression returned to normal.

"National Master, how are you?" Zhizi's eyes were full of worry, but he knew that this peach blossom miasma was very strange, and none of them were good at medical skills.

"No problem!"

Huang smiled and said to everyone: "This place was deliberately turned into a trap, combining the Qi Men's Armor Dungeon technique and ancient military formations, turning trees into armor!"

"The means are quite impressive."

"According to my observation, this is a killing formation, but it was deliberately turned into a trap. Once the formation is broken, it is very likely to be transformed into a killing formation!"

Having said this, Huang glanced at everyone: "It is difficult to break. At least so far, I have not thought of a way to break it."

"This ancient military formation is extremely mysterious. It is difficult to grasp the operation trajectory and deduce the principles of the formation!"

"What's more, the other party mixed it with Qimen Dunjia, which added another variable."

Hearing this, everyone looked ugly.

Now, they are stopped here. Although they have countless elixirs, the harvest is far from what they expected.

In particular, this is related to the ancient human emperor.

Seeing the reluctance on everyone's faces, Huang pondered for a moment and said: "Unless one force defeats ten groups, it can be broken by external force!"

"Strike with all your strength and break it with force!" The little Taoist gritted his teeth and became very cruel.

After arriving here, they were naturally unwilling to let them return empty-handed. Feng Zheng on the side also nodded.

Along the way, only Huang got benefits, which naturally made them unwilling. Now only by breaking the formation can they get a glimpse of the truth.

"The national master protects the law for us!" Feng Zheng said to Huang, then towards the little Taoist priest and the corpse: "Zizi, the little Taoist priest, and I will attack with all our strength."

"good."

Looking at the faces of the three people with the same hatred, Huang couldn't help but smile. From his point of view, it would be best for the matter to end here.

He gave the information and it was confirmed, which was regarded as settling the previous favor. The rest was left to those indescribable beings.

However, he knew this was impossible.

Corpse, little Taoist priest, the wind will not retreat.

And deep down in his heart, he did not want to leave the highest things to those who would definitely be enemies in the future.

To strengthen your opponent is to weaken yourself.

Watching the three people take action, Huang held the Great Qin Dragon Bird in his hand and watched closely. If there was any accident, he would take action as soon as possible.

The vast breath of time and air interfered with the peach blossom miasma, and the corpse exploded completely, like a god and demon, with an earth-shattering momentum.

The peach blossom miasma was disturbed, Feng Zheng took a step forward, and the strong wind swept across. The old figure, at this moment, was actually a little ethereal, like a god in the wind.

The strong wind was like a tornado, cutting off the ancient trees from the peach grove, and used the wind as a blade to slash at the peach trees one after another.

At the same time, the little Taoist priest was wearing the heavenly master's uniform, holding Buddha dust in his hand, and each talisman was inspired, and fell into the peach blossom as if he didn't want money.

The three of them attacked with all their strength, with great momentum. The peach blossom miasma swept towards the corpse like a giant pink dragon. The Qimen Dunjia technique broke out at this moment, avoiding the wind blade.

These peach trees seemed to have come to life, and every response was just right. They seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but they persisted.

At this moment, the little Taoist priest kneaded the seals with his hands, thundering in the sky, and the two sides fell into a fight.

Huang frowned as he watched the fight between the two sides. It seemed that the little Taoist priest and the others had the upper hand, but they were still fighting for so long.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, Huang slashed out with his sword, and the sharp sword energy met the peach blossom miasma and formed a giant dragon.

In Huang's view, as long as this peach blossom miasma is broken, the rest will be much easier.

After all, without the interference of peach blossom miasma, it is much easier to do things.



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