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Chapter 141: Binding the Immortal Cord

Now that the formation has been broken, there is no obstacle to Wang Yuan. When he reached the deepest point, his body was pushed out by a force, and his eyes suddenly darkened, and there was no longer any bathing Buddha's light.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to the second floor of "Ashoka Tower" and escaped from the mysterious formation.

The real second floor is still dozens of feet high, but there are no Buddha statues or incense tables. There is only a stone statue standing in the center with hands behind its hands. A ray of divine light shines on the top of the head. The source of that divine light seems to be on the top wall.

This stone statue was carrying Wang Yuan on its back and standing with its hands behind its back. Looking at the back of this stone statue, Wang Yuan vaguely saw it somewhere, and then he quickly walked forward to take a look.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a long robe, and there is a heaven-defying meaning between his eyebrows that makes Wang Yuan's mind thunder and lightning!

Wang Yuan had already given up on the stone statue being so entranced, but instead stayed on the middle-aged man's face. He murmured: "It's actually this person!"

In the memory of the king of the Giant Kingdom, this middle-aged man punished everyone in the Giant Kingdom by reducing them to the size of a thumb, and even sealed them in earthen urns.

"Roar!"

"ah!"

Suddenly, three thousand undead souls suddenly appeared from the earthen urn. They roared, and their huge figures made their bodies merge with each other. Only then did all three thousand undead souls appear.

But they all moved in the same movement, glaring at the stone statue in the center of the second floor, with ferocious faces, bloody eyes that seemed to be dripping blood, and the roars full of hatred intertwined to form a series of sad notes.

The king was wearing a tattered yellow robe. As soon as he appeared, he roared and immediately hit the stone statue.

"No!"

Wang Yuan gave a low shout. He had noticed that there was a hidden aura in the stone statue. It was too reckless to do so without exploring the dawn. The three thousand undead and the king hated this middle-aged man because he was stripped of his skin.

It destroyed the reputation of the Giant Country, deprived them of their lives, and even deprived them of their freedom, reducing them to the state of the undead! Even though the Giant Country first disobeyed the rule of the Aolai Country to cause these changes, they were still full of resentment.

Like those in prison in the world, they made mistakes first, but they are resentful and dissatisfied with the rulers.

The king's shrill cry echoed around the second floor. When the king hit the stone statue, four golden rings suddenly appeared all over the stone statue, and the golden rings were faintly connected to each other.

When the golden ring appeared, Wang Yuan had an illusion. When he looked at the stone statue again, he felt that the middle-aged man seemed to be tied up by the golden ring.

The black energy all over the king's body was scratched by the golden ring, and he immediately made a "crack" sound, screamed strangely, and immediately stepped back, his whole body trembling.

Three thousand undead breathed heavily, worried about the king.

The king's body was wrapped in his royal robe. He returned to Wang Yuan in embarrassment and exclaimed: "This is his 'immortal binding rope'!"

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up, it sounded like the name of a magic weapon, and it looked very powerful.

The king rotated around the stone statue, as if he was observing the stone statue carefully. But the stone statue still stood there, and only the rebellious intention between his eyebrows could be detected by Wang Yuan. This man was an ancient monk, and all ancient monks went against the will of heaven. He

It was reverse cultivation. Wang Yuan was no longer surprised when he saw it for the second time.

Suddenly, the king burst out laughing, pointing at the stone statue and laughing loudly. The laughter was a bit sad and unpleasant, but it could be heard that the king was very happy.

"Hahahaha, you really deserved to be imprisoned by your own magic weapon!" The king's laughter became louder and louder, and then his body slowly dissipated and floated back into the storage bag. Three thousand undead souls also followed, but that laughter

The lingering sound did not diminish and lasted for a long time before gradually shrinking and disappearing.

Wang Yuan touched the storage bag strangely. He still had something to ask the king, but the king actually went back. Therefore, his spiritual consciousness entered the earthen urn, and his voice echoed throughout the earthen urn, "King, there is one more thing I need to ask.

clear."

The king's voice came from the void. His voice was a little hoarse, and he asked in a low voice: "Say it."

"Who is this person?"

This person is not only a reverse cultivator from ancient times, but also appears in the "Ashoka Pagoda" in the ruins of the ancient Aolai Kingdom. How can Wang Yuan not be interested? Moreover, this person's cultivation will reach the sky, and he can achieve it with just a few seconds.

Turning the country of giants into a country of small people, Wang Yuan still can't figure out what kind of state it is.

The king's voice disappeared without a trace. Just when Wang Yuan showed hesitation, he slowly said again: "What's the use of knowing who this person is? What's the use!?"

His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was going deeper.

After his consciousness came out of the earthen urn and returned to his body, Wang Yuan thought thoughtfully, "It seems that the king does not want to tell the story of ancient times, but is this his own wish?"

Wang Yuan raised his head and looked above. He vaguely saw an eye of heaven watching the vicissitudes of the world. Under the operation of heaven's laws, events in ancient times were hidden in history and turned into dust.

Then his eyes were fixed on the stone statue, and the four golden rings had disappeared. I just didn't know whether the golden rings were protecting the stone statue or, as the king said, they were imprisoned by his own magic weapon.

But there is no saying that you should not take away magic weapons when you encounter them. Wang Yuan had very few magic weapons on hand, and he came here just to get some treasures from ancient times.

Without further ado, there are still twenty-six people in the second-level formation, and there is an existential crisis every moment. After wiping the storage bag, a large number of medium-grade spiritual stones were taken out and placed on the stone statue using the method of controlling objects.

All around, then with the palm facing down, they were all crushed with one palm, and a spiritual storm formed instantly.

As he kept pinching the magic formula in his hand, the "Shadow of Deduction" appeared again, and misty mysterious talismans continued to fly out from his hand. As the magic formula merged into the spiritual energy storm, the scattered spiritual energy began to carve out the formation in an orderly manner.

As time went by, the formation was formed. It was quite laborious for Wang Yuan to peel off the magic weapon from the stone statue of an ancient monk.

This formation is an unformed formation that he deduced by himself. The reason why it is not formed is because as Wang Yuan studied the textures of the stone statues, he placed these textures in this formation in the opposite order, doing the opposite.

You should be able to get the "Immortal Binding Rope".

As soon as this formation appeared, mysterious stripes appeared on the originally smooth stone statue, flickering in and out. Wang Yuan wasted no time, sat down and stared at these magical veins, and began to play out symbols in his hand.

In the unformed formation, the formation begins to develop towards the moment it takes shape.

But Wang Yuan looked down at the stone statue, and three days was far from enough.

On the third day, Wang Yuan had to stop what he was doing because there was not much time before the twenty-six people could break free from the formation, and he needed to leave here immediately.

Looking at the stone statue, Wang Yuan gritted his teeth and tried to put it into his storage bag, but was indifferent. Obviously, this stone statue had a special function.

"It seems that I have no choice but to give up, but I am a little reluctant to leave it to others, so I might as well destroy it!" With that said, Wang Yuan waved his hand and used the "Landslide" technique. A violent landslide force appeared, and the stone statue was here.

There was a "bang bang" sound under the force, but no cracks were seen.

Wang Yuan frowned, and a pair of dragon claw gloves immediately appeared in his hands, and he tore them violently at the stone statue, provoking the four golden rings, and the powerful rebound force bounced Wang Yuan away.

Fortunately, this force was not strong, and Wang Yuan took a few steps back to resolve it.

The problem at hand is that it can’t be taken away, and it can’t be destroyed. This stone statue is so incredible, there must be something strange about it!

Wang Yuan sighed softly, "Since there is no such causal relationship, it's better to leave immediately."

When Wang Yuan entered the second floor, he discovered that there was no third floor in the tower, but he didn't know what the remaining tower body was used for.

Walking towards the hanging ladder leading to the first floor, Wang Yuan suddenly stopped there with a hesitant look on his face, "Xing Hanjin still has a treasure that belongs to me in his hand. Should I get this treasure or leave now for safety's sake?"

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In just an instant, Wang Yuan turned around and walked back. If Lang wasted time thinking, there would be no time to take away Xing Hanjin's storage bag.

The formation to enter the second level is also simple. With mysterious steps, you enter the formation full of tranquility in a few steps.

Looking at the twenty-six Buddha statues and twenty-six people, Wang Yuan walked gently towards Xing Hanji. Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, his face changed drastically, and then he used Ghost Shadow and immediately returned to the original road, hoping to escape from the big city.

Array.

But he was still too late. A hunchbacked old man appeared behind him, with a gloomy face. His cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage was running violently, and he knocked Wang Yuan away with a flick of his sleeve.

Wang Yuan just caught a glimpse of one person missing among the twenty-six people! In other words, one person actually broke the formation and seal in advance, and he was an old monster whose cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood fell to the ground in a parabola, and Wang Yuan's body also flew into the distance, unable to withstand the blow of the old monster at the Nascent Soul Stage!

The old monster is the old monster, hiding his aura and waiting for Wang Yuan's arrival. If Wang Yuan, this hunchbacked old man, remembers correctly, he is from the Yantian sect.

Wang Yuan would not sit still and wait for death. He adjusted his direction as much as possible when he landed, and suddenly crashed into Xuan Yantian, who had not yet broken through the formation and seal.

Xuan Yantian's delicate body was knocked down by Wang Yuan, but Wang Yuan showed no mercy. He pinched Xuan Yantian's smooth and delicate neck with one hand and shouted in a cold voice to the hunchbacked old man who was flying towards him: "Keep going.

One step away and I will bury her with you!"

At this point, Wang Yuan can only use Xuan Yantian's identity as a magic weapon to protect himself!

Sure enough, the hunchbacked old man retracted half of his stepped foot, looked at Wang Yuan with uncertain eyes, and sneered: "Little boy, I advise you to let go of Xuan Yantian, in this case I will keep your whole body, otherwise

You should know the anger of a Nascent Soul monk!"

After the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, he stared at Wang Yuan with his cloudy eyes.

Wang Yuan cursed secretly in his heart. At this moment, the old monster determined that Wang Yuan was the first to wake up and must have taken away all the magic weapons, so he wanted to kill Wang Yuan. If it were Wang Yuan, he would do the same thing.

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There is no good end to being against an old monster, but Wang Yuan wants to make a bet on whether Xuan Yantian's life in his hand is worth exchanging Wang Yuan's life!

Xuan Yantian is the most outstanding woman among the younger generation of disciples of the Yuqing sect, and has attracted the attention of all sects of the immortal world. Even the devils and demons have to pay attention to Xuan Yantian.

But Wang Yuan used Xuan Yantian as a shield, and he didn't know whether it was feasible or not.

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