Six thousand five hundred and forty-two trapped array
Fairy Lechan, who was among the crowd, also looked nervous at this time.
Although she knew something about Yanhun, she didn't know much about the Ten Thousand Souls Sect. The place where she was founded was very far away from the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, and she had never met a monk from the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.
Hearing Duan De's worried words, Lechan was also worried.
The one who felt most at ease was undoubtedly Hai Yi Saint Ancestor. From the moment he met Qin Fengming, he watched Qin Fengming come to Yuncang Villa.
This journey is not a smooth one, but has thorns every step of the way.
However, even the Haiyi Saint Ancestor himself had to deal with it with great effort and had to deal with it with all his strength, but in the end Qin Fengming managed to get through it without any danger. If the Haiyi Saint Ancestor had not seen it in person, he would never have imagined that a Xuan-level peak person
Monks can escape unscathed when they encounter those things.
The Holy Lord Mo Yang was like this, Qingshi City was like this, and the later Demon Lord Qingji was also like this.
Now that he has encountered the Yanhun Saint Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, even though it is dangerous, Saint Ancestor Hai Yi feels calm when he thinks of Qin Fengming's endless weird methods. However, Saint Ancestor Hai Yi cannot think of what means Qin Fengming can use to deal with the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.
This time, the Zongzong Formation.
"The agreed half-day time is up, the combined attack formation is about to be closed."
As soon as the time came, Duan De's words resounded across the sky and the earth. The sound filled the air, and waves swept across the world. The vast mist was swept by the sound waves, and huge waves immediately surged into the sky.
However, the fog that covered the vast area did not shrink and retreat as Duan De's words quickly shrank.
Instead of shrinking, the mist suddenly surged, and a more intense turbulence than before appeared in the vast mist.
"Does the majestic Wanhun Sect want to go back on its word and become a shameless villain?" The voice came up again, and several Duan family monks shouted out.
However, no one answered everyone, and the mist surged, becoming more powerful than before.
"Since the Ten Thousand Souls Sect doesn't abide by the rules, let's work together to break their joint formation." Duan De glared angrily and said decisively. As he spoke, he jumped out.
The other Yuncang Villa monks followed closely and soon reached the edge of the surging mist. Their figures flashed, and soon a nine-person combined attack formation was formed on the spot.
"Take action!" Duan De shouted loudly without any hesitation.
As a wave of light suddenly appeared, a giant black hammer suddenly flashed into the air. The giant hammer appeared, and an energy vortex immediately swept across. The violent energy of the world and the surrounding world swept through like hurricanes, and quickly gathered in
All around the giant hammer.
Suddenly seeing this giant hammer sacrificed by nine Duan family monks, the Red Demon Ancestor's eyes suddenly jumped.
The terrifying fluctuations displayed on the giant hammer gave him a sudden feeling of irresistibility. It seemed that no matter what means he resorted to, he could not intercept the bombardment below the giant hammer.
The giant hammer just showed up, and immediately carried a roaring sound that broke through the sky, and bombarded towards the surging mist ahead.
The giant hammer touched the mist, without any hindrance. It entered the mist directly as if entering a land of nothing. The turbulent mist dispersed, and a passage dozens of feet wide immediately appeared in the raging mist.
In the constant thick fog.
The giant hammer roared away, flying dozens of miles away in an instant.
Looking at the empty place covered by thick mist, everyone in the Duan family immediately showed stunned expressions as they launched an attack.
There was such a huge and thick mist that filled the area, but there was nothing inside. This situation left everyone in Duan De speechless, wondering whether they should attack again.
However, everyone knows that although the fog seems harmless, if you enter it, you will definitely be trapped by the fog and find it difficult to get out.
"You have collected the Ten Thousand Souls God-killing Formation. That junior cannot be easily captured and killed by the magic formation."
Just when Duan De and others were unable to advance or retreat, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the distant villa.
The words were calm and not loud, but the sound was extremely penetrating and could easily be transmitted hundreds of miles away and entered the ears of everyone in Duan De.
The speaker was none other than the Flame Soul Saint Ancestor.
"Ancestor, let's perform the technique for another hour. No matter what happens after one hour, we will stop immediately. Maybe that kid has reached the stage of being very stoic and won't be able to hold on for even half an hour."
Immediately following the words of the Flame Soul Saint Ancestor, a dull and somewhat hazy voice came out from the thick mist.
Amid the rolling mist that filled the sky, Qin Fengming's shouts resounded, but they were not transmitted.
The voice was full of furious shouting, and at the same time it seemed trembling and unstable: "You, the Wanhun Sect, have broken the agreement and are despicable and shameless. Quickly...quickly dismantle the magic circle and let your young master escape."
As the sound resounded, a stream of ghostly figures were continuously flying towards the place where the two kinds of mist intertwined, which had expanded to a radius of one to two thousand feet.
Outside the scope of this turbulent fog, countless ghosts and ghosts gather.
Only four monks from the Ten Thousand Souls Sect know exactly how many ghosts there are here. Moreover, these ghosts have extraordinary cultivation levels, and every one of them has the aura of a ghost lord.
The most terrifying thing is that these ghosts seem to have some intelligence and can activate various magical powers.
These ghostly ghosts are the souls sacrificed by the monks of the Wanhun Sect.
The so-called Samurai Souls are different from the ghosts and ghosts in the Thousand Soul Banners and Ten Thousand Soul Flags that other monks worship. These ghosts and ghosts, called Samurai Souls, are all integrated with special spiritual patterns.
The thing that suppresses the clan of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect is not a treasure, but a combined attack array: the Ten Thousand Souls God-killing Array.
As long as your cultivation level reaches a certain level, you can enter the abyss of the ghost cave of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, and you can capture the ghosts and refine the Samurai Soul.
Because the refining method comes from the same source, any Ten Thousand Souls Sect monks can work together to activate the Ten Thousand Souls God-killing Array. It is also true that the power of this array, which requires monks to work together, is equal to the number of monks in it.
It depends on the level of the Soul Samurai. The more ghosts there are and the higher the level, the more powerful the Ten Thousand Souls God-killing Array will be.
At this time, Qin Fengming, who was trapped in the Ten Thousand Souls God-killing Formation, howled loudly, full of anger against the Ten Thousand Souls Sect monks for not keeping their agreement. At the same time, it was obvious that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, and he seemed to have been there all the time.
Perseverance.
Hearing Qin Fengming's angry shouts, the four Ten Thousand Souls Sect monks were unwilling to fall short of their success, so they had to persist and completely capture and kill the opponent in the combined attack formation.
Everyone in Duan De was helpless, knowing that it was simply impossible to break through the large formation that was two to three hundred miles wide with the power of attacks. They stood on the spot and stopped moving.
An hour passed while the Duan family monks were nervous and concerned.
The mist is surging, but it still shows no intention of closing up.
Just when Duan De was about to curse again, a figure shot out from the villa, and a sentence was heard in the vast world again: "Wait a minute and close the combined attack array."
This time the voice was majestic and left no room for doubt.
As this sound spread throughout the world, a laughter full of joy also resounded throughout the world: "Hahaha... It's really a pity that Qin has not had enough fun, so you have to call it a day."
"You...are you okay at all? You have been lying to me!"
"Ah, most of our servant souls have disappeared. Could it be that we were killed by you?"
Qin Fengming's laughter sounded, and two surprised questions also sounded in the rapidly shrinking fog.