Chapter 279
He was no longer attached to that half-immortal body.
Only occasionally... when he was extremely weak and lying on the ground, inhaling the smoke from the vortex from all over the place, he would feel a trace of regret.
Perhaps because of this, he still misses that place, entrenched there, and doesn't give anyone else a chance to think about it.
The vicissitudes of life are changing.
Hundreds of thousands of years later, people would not even recognize it if they stood on that spot. Even including the person himself who was supposed to be in the battle.
For thousands of years, Zhang Dai has been in the top position for a long time, enjoying the feeling of controlling other people's emotions. So much so that at this moment, he wanted to suppress his fear and try it on this person in front of him.
He expected the other party to ask "what's the crazy way", and then he might reveal something about the sealing array, maybe he wouldn't.
But he will definitely enjoy the process.
Unexpectedly, Xie Wen just looked down at him and said: "I almost know it, you can just save a little tongue."
Zhang Dai: "..."
He has long been used to the feeling that he is in control of the overall situation, to the point where he is even a little carried away. So much so that he almost forgot that this person, and even the few relatives and disciples on Songyun Mountain, used to behave in the same line——
There are always only things that can bother them, and the root cause of them can only be things, things that involve many things...
Never one person.
It won't be anyone else, and it won't be him.
The moment he realized this, Zhang Dai was shocked, and suddenly felt something was wrong!
It was as if someone deliberately let him go, let him go back to his home, deliberately let him stir up dozens of formations that had been buried for many years, and deliberately waited for him to say these words.
His scalp tingled.
Seeing Xie Wen brush away the gravel and grass clippings on the ground, the sound of wind, tearing and bursting suddenly resounded, like an overwhelming sea tide, drowning him in an instant.
Zhang Dai suddenly turned his head to look, and the courtyard was already a different scene——
Hundreds of long thorns were still pointing straight to the sky, but they didn't penetrate anyone! It was as if someone had already reacted the moment the big formation was activated, and with a stronger coercion, changed the formation and moved on the ground.
All the people who were supposed to be pierced stood unharmed in the gap between the long thorns. In the hands of the elders of each family, the puppet threads, the spells added to the body, and the bright blue spiritual lines of the formation formed one giant circle after another, enveloping everyone in it.
Bu Ning held a boulder in his hand and stood alone at the eye of the formation. Under his feet is the vein of the spirit god, with him as the center, lightning spreads out to the surroundings, like sharp claws with sharp hooks, grabbing the entire Zhang family.
In the place where he was in town, the collapsed silt came from the bottom of Huangquan, filling up all the gullies, making everyone standing on it as stable as Mount Tai.
Above the nine heavens, Wen Shi stood on a sharp thorn with a shaved top, and the puppet thread in both hands was like a giant umbrella with only bones, cutting the entire night sky above the Zhang family staggered vertically and horizontally.
Each puppet thread is tied to those mountain-like town house spirits, and on top of that are four giant fighting puppets that he controls at the same time.
The so-called dead bodies are all illusions, it is a blindfold that the person in front of him has cast for him at some point.
It is said that the patriarch Yechen is also the originator of the array, even if it is Bu Ning's array, he only needs a few dead branches and a few boulders to change the world.
Zhang Dai never really understood it, until this moment, he felt the cold sweat pouring down like rain.
And the moment he realized, the world was turned upside down——
Dozens of formations that had been buried deep underground for hundreds of thousands of years were pulled out brazenly under the joint efforts of the patriarchs and elders of the various families! The crackling sound of the formation stones continued one after another, and every time a formation was broken, it was the sound of heaven and earth shattering.
However, these movements were concealed within the boundaries of the Zhang family, like an explosion of mountains and seas in an upside-down glass jar. It was more than ten times stronger than the normal shock.
But when Bu Ning stepped on the ground, a larger formation that was wider enough to cover the surrounding fields spread from his feet, like a river that spread suddenly.
Zhang Dai didn't understand the meaning of his formation, he just felt that the formation was covered by light at an extremely high speed——
At the same time, the golden-winged roc gave a high chirp from behind Wen Shi, spread its huge wings and went straight down the current, jumped off the top of the long thorns when Wen Shi landed on the back of the roc, and pulled it with both hands.
Dozens of town house spirits bound in his hands were strangled to death by the snow-white puppet strings at that moment, and disappeared into the night sky with a huge whistling sound.
Zhang Dai could only see clearly Wen Shi's eyes as cold as frost and snow when he swooped down.
And the next moment, he couldn't even see his eyes.
Because Xie Wen raised his hand and hit the top of his head from the air.
It's nothing more than hacking into pieces and cutting people's hearts open!
That was the feeling of being forcibly pulled away from the body by someone. It was as if countless people were holding a rusty blade full of steel thorns, holding him down, from head to toe, piercing through every inch of skin, and then pulling and tearing it out!
Every time, those steel thorns will bring out blood and flesh, so fine and dense, it's painful.
Zhang Dai screamed, but couldn't hear himself.
At one point, he even saw his... no, it was Zhang Yalin's body lying limply on the ground, while he was holding his head up.
It was his spirit that was almost out of his body.
So, amidst panting and screaming, he clenched his fingers with difficulty, and plunged his fingertips into the ground suddenly!
This home is the nest he has painstakingly mended for many years, every inch of the ground is connected with cage vortexes in all directions, when he is weak, he will rely on those emergency supplements to nourish
,on one's last legs.