Chapter 202 Gathering

Chapter 202 Gathering

The light of the formation is fading.

The flow of nodes in the square formation is getting slower and slower.

Under the attack of Wanfa Sect disciples, Liuguang's formation had flickered out of frame.

Just like imaging equipment, it is short-circuited due to poor contact.

As time passed by, the disciples of Wanfa Sect could not help but smile while being nervous.

This long period of suffering and exhaustion is finally coming to an end.

"Work harder." Li Shengli yelled, pouring the magic power from both palms into the magic circle.

"Break the formation."

"Break the formation!"

A sound like a mountain call echoed among the disciples of Wanfa Sect, and the magic light condensed into magic power shot out.

The ripples and ripples of the magic circle in front of him became more and more intense, and a long crack appeared throughout.

Immediately afterwards, as if a chain reaction occurred, the cracks spread to all directions, and the formation that lay upside down on the ground was finally broken under the attacks of many Wanfa Sect disciples.

Only a crisp sound lingered in everyone's ears.

The formation fragments flashed past everyone, and finally turned into dots of starlight.

"The formation is broken."

Forty or fifty Wanfa Sect disciples cheered happily.

Their efforts for so long were not in vain, they finally broke the formation.

Li Shengli waved his hand and said, "Whoever enters the ruins will get the opportunity."

Everyone turned into escaping light and flew toward the ruins in front of them.

However, when they entered this palace complex, they discovered that this place did not look like a place of inheritance where important treasures were placed, but instead looked like a battlefield.

"Senior brother, something is wrong." Chu Xuezhou nervously called to Li Shengli.

There was no precious light within the palace complex, nor was there the opportunity they imagined.

The huge palace in front of me has its doors closed.

Li Shengli seemed to be aware of it.

He used his magic power to push open the door in front of him.

There was only a little light in the empty hall, and a faceless stone statue had a cold lotus growing in its hand.

"what is that?"

Li Shengli's pupils narrowed slightly: "Seal?!"

There are no treasures in the palace, and the treasures lingering in the formation are all artificially shaped.

There is no relic inside at all, but it looks like a seal of something.

Zhang Ran raised his hand slightly, and the white bone lotus platform that had been arranged long ago grew out of the original formation.

Li Shengli took out the map of the ruins he had obtained. He suddenly realized something. When he looked up, the light curtain had enveloped them again.

"not good!"

The disciples of Wanfa Sect were still unclear about the situation, but they all understood that there might be a big problem, and were about to use their own magic power to form a light shield.

Plop, plop...

All of them collapsed on the ground.

"poisonous."

Li Shengli immediately held his breath, and the pores all over his body were completely closed.

But it was too late, he couldn't help but sit cross-legged on the ground.

Looking at the people lying on the ground, Zhang Ran walked slowly over, his expression neither happy nor sad.

Finally, he passed the crowd and walked to the faceless stone statue, staring at the lotus in the palm of the stone statue.

Everyone was still in panic and fear, and they didn't pay much attention to someone walking past.

Without mana, their bodies couldn't adapt for a while, and then they fell to the ground.

Zhang Ran murmured: "We finally got here."

"you……."

Li Shengli stared at Zhang Ran, gritting his teeth and trying to mobilize his magic power.

Zhang Ran looked down at Li Shengli and his fellow disciples who had fallen to the ground, and said calmly: "Don't exert any effort, senior fellow apprentices."

"The formation prepared by adding magic-breaking dust and forbidden magic fruit will specifically suppress the monk's magic power."

"It seems to be working well now."

"It's worth noting that I've been doing this for the past two months."

"Why."

Li Shengli asked sternly, and as he spoke, he touched the token at his waist.

As long as they crush the token in their hands, the sect can locate their location, and the sect will definitely send monks to rescue them.

Zhang Ran didn't care about Li Shengli's little moves, and just watched quietly: "Without magic power, the token cannot be broken."

"Without mana, you can't do anything."

Li Shengli stood up, stared at Zhang Ran and said, "Don't forget, you are also in the formation. We just lost our mana for a while and were unable to maintain balance."

"You also have no magic power. Do you think you are a match for forty or fifty people?"

He didn't know why Zhang Ran did this, but now that everything had happened, they couldn't sit still and wait for death.

As long as Zhang Ran, the mastermind, is restrained, all problems can be solved.

The rest of the disciples were still shocked at being tricked by Zhang Ran, and now they also realized belatedly that they had the advantage of having more people.

No matter how you look at it, Zhang Ran is only one person. Even if he only has the strength of his physical body, if forty or fifty people beat him, it should be Zhang Ran who is afraid, not them.

Li Shengli took action angrily. Even if he only had the strength of his physical body, his peak foundation-building strength was enough to defeat Zhang Ran, who was only in the early stage of foundation-building in front of him.

"Bang."

Li Shengli's body flew out and hit the wall hard.

"cough."

Blood spilled from the mouth.

The whole person was like a cooked prawn hunched over and falling to the ground, with a distorted face.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

He is at the pinnacle of foundation building.

Although physical skills are not a compulsory subject for monks, at their level, the physical body is also extraordinary.

The improvement of the realm will increase the strength of the body. Even if he can't use magic power, he should be better.

However, it was him who fell here.

"too weak."

As he spoke, Zhang Ran's face changed drastically.

The bone cuticle turned into a mask and covered his face, covering the left half of his face.

Even his black hair was instantly dyed white, turning into cuticle and covering his head.

Not only the head, but the body also changed, and the originally flesh-colored skin turned white.

To him, the fellow disciple in front of him had no magic power and was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

More than ten monks walked into the open formation, and the disguise of human skin was torn off to reveal their white true bodies.

White body, black eyes, scarlet pupils.

Their looks are not weird, they all look like humans, but they have different cuticles, some have horns and some don't.

Zhang Ran was not interested in explaining to his fellow disciples of Wanfa Sect, so he walked up to Lotus and stretched out his still human arm.

Just when he was about to touch the lotus, he heard a roar in the distance.

"Boom."

"Bang bang bang."

A high-speed moving figure appeared in the empty mountain outside the formation.

The hair is disheveled and the blood is scattered.

The bloody robe was stained with mud, and he looked so embarrassed.

Judging from his flesh and bones appearance, he is none other than Master Shiyin.

As soon as he broke in, Master Shiyin saw the palace complex shrouded in a huge formation, as well as Zhang Ran inside the formation, and then shouted: "Help!"

Saying that, Master Shiyin plunged into the formation.

The formation, which was not strong to begin with, shook.

Zhang Ran frowned.

When did the demon cultivators in Mo Palace become so capable that even Jin Dan was at a disadvantage?

So much so that Master Shiyin fled to him to ask for help.

Before he could say anything, a golden bone claw struck through the air.

Following the golden bone claws, the phantom of the Ink Dragon appeared in the hollow with the demon cultivators from the Ink Palace.

Mo Shisan was still a little confused about the situation. He was driving the phantom and stared blankly at everything in front of him.

Inside the formation were a group of Wanfa Sect disciples dressed in black and white robes, but their condition seemed not to be good. The monk in black and white attire, half of which was dyed white, was standing at the door of the hall looking at them. .

"what's the situation?"

Mo Shisan was a little confused.

"Young Master, he is from Wanfa Sect."

Si Zheng quickly reminded me.

At the same time, there was a suspicious look in his eyes.

Who are those monks with white bodies and strange shapes?

Judging from their appearance, they don't look like collaborators of Wanfa Sect.

The disciples of Wanfa Sect were already in a state of confusion and panic. The magic power they relied on for survival was suppressed to the point where their Dantian could not be used. This was fatal to the monks. They had never experienced such a thing at all.

The younger ones may be less than twenty years old, and the older ones may be forty or fifty years old at most. They all use magic all the year round and even develop instincts.

He was suddenly suppressed to the point of being unable to function, and it was difficult to adapt to his current body for a while.

Moreover, the more you want to mobilize your magic power, the more your own power will be restricted, which further aggravates the monk's panic.

Senior brother Li Shengli was punched away and he vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, they were already panicking, huddled together like quails, completely losing their former high-spirited appearance.

"Fellow Taoist from Mo Palace, save..."

Chu Xuezhou climbed up and up, with joy in his eyes and shouted loudly.

boom.

Another punch came and hit him on the head, knocking Chu Xuezhou to the ground.

A complicated look flashed in Zhang Ran's eyes.

After all, these were all former fellow disciples, and some of them had pretty good friendships.

Ask him to kill them all directly, but he still can't do it completely.

"Senior brother, please don't cause trouble to me at this time." Zhang Ran stepped on Chu Xuezhou and whispered.

Chu Xuezhou struggled to get up, but his head was stepped on by animal skin boots, so that blood covered his face.

He growled: "We trust you so much in vain, you actually betrayed the sect..."

"I told you, don't cause trouble for me." Zhang Ran was furious, kicked Chu Xuezhou over and kicked him out.

What Zheng Ding once told him flashed through Mo Shisan's mind.

It is said that the disciples of Wanfa Sect have fallen into the scheme, and they must first inform Master Jindan of Dongyuan City.

Without any hesitation, he directly took out the talisman bag on his waist and lit the transmission talisman to inform the demon cultivator in Dongyuan City: "Quickly, inform Master Jindan in Dongyuan City that dozens of their disciples are going to die at the bottom of Rakshasa Abyss."

The transmission talisman turned into ashes and burned up, and Mo Shisan looked at Master Corpse Yin in front of the formation.

No matter what, he had to deal with this crippled golden elixir first.

Once this crippled golden elixir is restored to 10% or 20% of its strength, the situation for both of them will be reversed.

"Golden Dragon Claw."

Mo Shisan activated the Golden Dragon Claw, and the Eleven Demon who maintained the shadow of the Mo Dragon immediately increased the output of mana.

When Master Shiyin was resisting the magic weapon, he didn't even think about confronting him head-on. Instead, he unloaded the magic weapon's power onto the formation behind him.

"Boom."

The forbidden magic circle trembled again.

After being hit by the magic weapon, there was an even more violent turmoil.

"Magic weapon?" Zhang Ran frowned suddenly. It should consume a lot of mana to activate the magic weapon in the foundation-building realm. Judging from the appearance of those demon cultivators, they should have used formations to gather the mana into Mo Jiao's body. Only then can he activate it with ease. magic weapon.

Not only that, Zhang Ran also felt threatened by the two top foundation-building demon cultivators.

He still made a mistake. He did not expect that the dignified Jindan Daoist would be suppressed by the formation formed by the foundation-building demon cultivator.

Even if he was seriously injured, he shouldn't be so disabled.

It really disappointed him.

However, the forbidden magic circle will not be broken easily, and it can last for at least half an hour. This time is enough.

Master Corpse Yin turned his head gloomily. He did not expect that Zhang Ran had already arranged the formation in advance.

In the end, he was left outside to deal with the demon cultivators in Mo Palace.

If he continues to fight, he will risk his life. This is the outcome he least wants to see.

"Hey, people of the Rakshasa Clan, if you don't help me, I will fight for my life not to ruin your big event."

Seeing Master Shiyin's fierceness, Zhang Ran said loudly: "Hold on for two quarters of an hour. We will help you after two quarters of an hour."

After hearing Zhang Ran's words, Master Shiyin's face looked much better.

But two quarters of an hour was a long time for him.

The most important thing is that he was injured by the ghost cultivator at the peak of foundation building, which caused a great loss in strength. Otherwise, he would be able to cope with the current situation by himself.

"Fuck..." Corpse Yin gritted his teeth.

Si Zheng in Mo Long's shadow said: "Young Master, we cannot give him a chance to breathe."

"kill!"

Mo Shisan activated the magic weapon without hesitation.

Master Shiyin also understands that it is better to ask for help from others than to ask for help from yourself at this time.

He originally wanted to lure the Rakshasa Void clan into a target, but unexpectedly they hid in the magic circle in advance and told him to hold on for two-quarters of an hour.

There was no way to keep running away. His injuries had already recurred without being suppressed by the blood pool.

"You shouldn't leave the blood pool, the Rakshasa Clan is unreliable."

Lord Shady had never been so angry and angry, and he felt that leaving the blood pool was the worst decision he had ever made.

Relying on the blood pool, you can still survive at home, but without the blood pool, you can only passively defend, or actively fight for your life.

"Little Lord?"

The tall white figure half-knelt in front of Zhang Ran and lowered his head to ask for instructions.

Zhang Ran turned around and walked into the hall, reappearing in front of the stone statue.

He stretched out his hand to pluck the lotus in the center of the stone statue's palm.

"Where is Zhang Ran?"

The sound like a bell and thunder rang in Zhang Ran's ears. His palms paused slightly and he looked outside the magic circle.

You don't need to look carefully, you can tell who is coming just by listening to the voice.

He also did not hide his figure or voice.

Li Shengli shouted in surprise: "Ding Xie, we are here!"

Don't say there is any awkwardness at this time, even the biggest enemy is the savior.

What's more, Li Shengli didn't want Ding Xie's life, he was simply unhappy with Ding Xie's choice.

Even if the Sect Master's quota is not transferred to him, it would be better to keep it for himself than to take the elixir.

"Senior Brother Ding!"

"Brother, help me."

"Senior brother..."

The fellow disciples of Wanfa Sect seemed to have seen the backbone and waved hurriedly.

"Senior brother, crush the token quickly and notify the master."

Ding Xie, who had put on black and white robes, landed in front of the empty palaces.

In the sky, the shadow of the ink dragon is fighting with the skeleton golden elixir, and in the formation in front of it are fellow disciples huddled together.

"Where is Zhang Ran?!"

Ding Xie shouted again, he needed to confirm Zhang Ran's safety first.

Zhang Ran stood at the door of the main hall, the two of them were only ten feet apart.

Looking at Zhang Ran with half of his body covered in white cuticles, Ding Xie's shock was palpable: "How could this happen?"