After exiting the formation, Feng Fan pinched an ice cone technique with both hands. There was a fluctuation in the formation, and then countless ice cones appeared on the four walls of the formation. Feng Fan waved his sleeves on both sides, and all the ice cones were directed towards the center of the formation.
Shoot away.
Countless ice-breaking sounds were heard, and all the ice cones collided together and disappeared in a very short period of time. Feng Fan took out the formation flag, and with the wave of the formation flag, the formation also automatically produced ice cones under the influence of his spiritual consciousness.
Attack, and it is a full-strength attack equivalent to that of a monk at the initial level of the late stage of ordinary alchemy.
What surprised Feng Fan the most was the consumption of real energy. If he usually fired such a full-strength blow, Feng Fan might have consumed nearly one-thirtieth of his real energy. But just now, Feng Fan only consumed a negligible amount of real energy.
This terrifying blow, and the piece of ultra-order crystal jade that maintained the formation was the same as usual, with no obvious consumption.
Feng Fan was a little amazed, the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation was really magical. Feng Fan also set up a simple Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation around him, and then tested it, and the results were exactly the same.
This is completely consistent with what is recorded in the Five Elements Xuanmeng Sutra. There is no difference in the attack power of the killing array between the original array and the simple array, but there is a huge difference in the power of the trapping array, which makes Feng Fan a little puzzled.
Feng Fan flipped his hand, and the violent ghost flag appeared in his hand, and a violent ghost at the initial level of the late stage of alchemy was driven out. Feng Fan waved the violent ghost flag, and the violent ghost escaped into the simple magic circle and stopped in the middle of the formation.
Come down.
Feng Fan pinched a magic formula with his left hand, and the formation sent out a wave of waves, and then transformed into countless flying swords. Feng Fan changed the magic formula with his left hand, and all the flying swords formed by true energy were shot at the violent ghosts.
Faced with so many flying swords, Brutal Ghost was a little panicked. Under the control of Feng Fan's Brutal Ghost Banner, Brutal Ghost stretched out his arms to protect his head. Countless crisp sounds came out, although these were equivalent to those produced by Hua Dan.
In the later period, the flying swords condensed by the monks at the initial level of the original body could not cause much damage to the violent ghosts of the same cultivation level, but they also caused the violent ghosts to suffer a great shock. Feng Fan used his spiritual sense to sense that
The spirit of the violent ghost was slightly damaged under the attack of the large formation.
Feng Fan collected the violent ghosts and the violent ghost banners and came to the formation. Feng Fan's mind moved, and the alms bowl flying magic weapon flew out from the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring. Feng Fan sank his consciousness into it and met the remnants of the old man in blue.
A trace of soul.
Feng Fan was shocked. The soul of the peak-level monk in the later stage of Yuanying was indeed extremely powerful. Just a ray of soul had a certain impact on his consciousness. Feng Fan concentrated on calmly and began to slowly expel the demon in the alms bowl.
A ray of soul.
More than ten days passed, and Feng Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead. During this period of time, Feng Fan not only drove out all the spirits in the alms bowl, but also completely recognized the owner of the alms bowl.
After leaving the formation, Feng Fan pointed at the alms bowl, and the bowl instantly turned into a giant object with a diameter of several dozen feet. Feng Fan pointed at the alms bowl again, and the bowl became much smaller again, finally only a few feet in diameter.
Feng Fan jumped up and fired a magic formula at the alms bowl. A closed golden shield immediately appeared around the alms bowl. Feng Fan sensed it with his spiritual consciousness and found that the defensive power of this shield was similar to the defensive talisman. Look,
As your cultivation level improves, the defensive power of the golden shield generated by injecting true energy into the alms bowl will also increase.
Feng Fan's mind moved, and the alms bowl with a diameter of several feet flew away. Looking at the rapidly moving scenery below, Feng Fan was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the alms bowl flew extremely fast, beyond Feng Fan's imagination, and he could control this magic weapon to fly.
The amount of real energy consumed is very small.
Under the control of Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness, the alms bowl stopped, and then flew towards the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation. Landing near the formation, Feng Fan took the alms bowl and escaped into the formation. He sat cross-legged, Feng Fan
Fan started practicing, and shortly after he broke through and entered the elixir transformation stage, Feng Fan prepared to stabilize this realm of cultivation.
Nearly a year has passed, and Feng Fan stopped practicing hard in the formation. In the first ten days of this nearly year, Feng Fan finally stabilized the initial level of cultivation in the early stages of elixir condensation. After all, condensation elixir
After that, he encountered a catastrophe, so the time for this cultivation state to be stable exceeded Feng Fan's imagination.
What makes Feng Fan happy is that the three severely injured peak-level violent ghosts in the late Nascent Soul in the violent ghost banner have all recovered. Compared with when they first came to the ancient country of Wanyu, the number of violent ghosts at this level has increased by two.
indivual.
After removing the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation, Feng Fan drove the alms bowl and flew towards the city. After flying for dozens of miles, Feng Fan's expression changed slightly, because there were more than a hundred monks fighting in the distance below.
Feng Fan looked intently and saw dozens of people on each side, most of them were monks in the foundation-building and elixir-transformation stages, and there were two early Nascent Soul monks on each side. All the monks were fighting fiercely, with all kinds of talismans, magic weapons, and magic weapons.
Feng Fan immediately controlled the alms bowl and stopped, preparing to take a detour. Suddenly, a brown-robed monk at the peak level of the middle stage of Alchemy in one party galloped towards Feng Fan. Before anyone arrived, a meteor hammer flew out from his hand.
The sledgehammer came galloping with a strong wind.
Feng Fan's face darkened. He didn't want to cause trouble, but the monk attacked him without saying a word, which made Feng Fan feel angry in his heart.
But Feng Fan did not use the defensive magic weapon or talisman, but only opened the true energy shield. After a muffled sound, the meteor hammer hit the golden shield formed by the alms bowl, causing a violent fluctuation. But the shield was still intact.
He was not defeated by the speeding meteor hammer magic weapon.
Under the control of Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness, the bowl turned around and flew away. Seeing that the full blow of his magic weapon failed to defeat the golden shield around the opponent's flying magic weapon, the brown-clothed monk was extremely surprised. He did not expect his opponent at the initial level of the alchemy stage.
The magic weapon he controlled was so magical. With a hint of greed on his face, the brown-clothed monk did not hesitate to chase after him in the air.
His spiritual sense detected that the distance between him and the brown-clothed monk was getting farther and farther, and Feng Fan felt a little surprised in his heart. He did not control the alms bowl and flew at full speed, but actually left behind the monk who was at the peak level of the middle stage of alchemy. It seems that this alms bowl is indeed
A good thing, the magic weapon of the peak monk in the late Nascent Soul is indeed extraordinary.
Finding that the monk in brown clothes was still pursuing him relentlessly, Feng Fan became even more angry. Seeing that Yukong's flying speed was simply not as fast as his opponent, the monk in brown clothes immediately took out a flying sword and stepped on it with both feet.
The flying speed of the brown-clothed monk immediately increased a lot, and the distance between him and Feng Fan was getting closer and closer. Flying in the air was not only slower, but also consumed more real energy, so the brown-clothed monk used the flying magic weapon.
Feng Fan looked back and took a look. He originally didn't want to fight with the brown-clothed monk, but he didn't expect that this person was so persistent, so he decided to kill him. Feng Fan appropriately accelerated his flight speed, flying between him and the brown-clothed monk behind him.
The distance is controlled within a hundred feet.
Feng Fan flew leisurely, while the brown-clothed monk was extremely depressed. After killing a monk at the early stage of alchemy, the brown-clothed monk discovered Feng Fan in the air. Because Feng Fan’s clothes and the opponent’s sect
There were some similarities, so the brown-clothed monk mistakenly thought that Feng Fan was from the other sect.
After sensing it with his spiritual sense, he found that Feng Fan only had the initial level of the early stage of elixir transformation, so he flew into the air and launched a thunderous strike at Feng Fan. However, he did not expect that the defense generated by his opponent's flying magic weapon was extremely powerful, completely blocking his attack.
Block.
The brown-clothed monk was extremely excited. It seemed that as long as he killed Feng Fan, the flying magic weapon would be his. Unexpectedly, after chasing his opponent, the brown-clothed monk discovered that neither flying in the air nor controlling the magic weapon could approach his opponent.
This made the monk in brown clothes shocked and angry.
"Boy, don't run away anymore. Keep the alms bowl magic weapon on the sole of your foot. I will let you leave safely. Otherwise, if you anger me, I will extract your soul and refine it." The brown-clothed monk
With a cold look on his face, he sent a spiritual message to Feng Fan who was more than a hundred feet away.
"If you can catch up with me, this magic weapon will naturally belong to you. If you can't catch me, then shut your mouth!" Feng Fan echoed with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
"Good boy, you actually made such a noise with me, do you think you can escape!" After the brown-clothed monk echoed with his consciousness with a distorted expression, he bit his finger and pointed at the magic weapon at his feet. A drop of blood fell on the flying sword.
Up. The flying sword suddenly shot out a sharp light, and then chased after him like lightning, shortening the distance between the two to dozens of feet.
Under the control of Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness, the bowl suddenly accelerated, keeping the distance between the two at a hundred feet away. In fact, the reason why Feng Fan didn't take action yet was just because it was close to the fighting area. If he took action here, Feng Fan would
Worried about attracting high-level monks.
Although Feng Fan is fully capable of killing all the monks on both sides of the war, the aura caused by the appearance of the violent ghost may be too huge. Once it attracts Dacheng or even Perfection monks, the secret of his possession of the magic banner will be exposed. Even if it is
Feng Fan didn't want too many people to know about the simple formation of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation.
The reason why Feng Fan angered his opponent was mainly because he was worried that his opponent would lose patience and leave after chasing for a period of time. After all, Feng Fan had decided to kill his opponent and would not let him escape easily.
The two flew more than a hundred miles in tandem. Under the control of Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness, the alms bowl fell. The brown-clothed monk was overjoyed and immediately followed him. Feng Fan put the alms bowl away and watched from a distance.
The brown-clothed monk who was waiting to arrive had a sneer on his face.
Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and the Five Elements Xuanmeng Flag appeared in his hand. He waved it at the brown-clothed monk who had just landed on the ground, and bursts of green ripples quickly swayed out, quickly trapping the brown-clothed monk with a somewhat surprised and uncertain expression.
Suddenly there was no trace of his opponent in front of him, and everything was green. The brown-clothed monk was shocked at first, and then he realized that he was trapped in the magic circle.