Chapter 627: Master of Formation

Whether it is a scorpion nail or a fierce flame formation, it is a means of lethal lethality to the ren. Wuxian nail can kill the peak human immortal, even if the four people are still weak, but the joint hands have been able to urge Wuxian nail 50% of the power.
Even so.
It's enough to obliterate an eight-printed fairy!
The blaze of fire is also extremely lethal, but it is a mysterious top-level battle, coupled with the control of a high-powered battle formation master, even Jiuwen Renxian can kill.
Boom!
The clouds twisted and the earth capsized.
This explosion set off a hundred-foot-high air wave, and the heat wave caused the air to expand again, causing successive waves. A few other Tianjiao students were afraid of killing Lin Lang, and then they led many precious runes to the direction of Lin Lang shrouded by the destroyed energy.
The successive explosions lasted for half an hour before they dissipated. "He should be completely dead now." Jian Hongfei stared at the explosion and said to himself.
...
Out of line.
Lin Lang stepped out of the night show, the surrounding space was distorted, and it was already out of the blink of an eye.
You Ye Shen method claims to be able to ignore all the formation methods, and walk freely in the formation method. Although Lin Langxiu is still weak, but the use of You Ye body method to pass through a mysterious top quality formation method is more than enough.
"Come out, you can't hide."
Lin Langzhuo stood up, nodding a finger forward. The fierce fire waved for a moment, a figure appeared, and the pace of rushing out in a hurry, appeared in front of Lin Lang.
The man in front of him was an old man wearing a white cloth gown, and it was a good practice.
Called Bei Tingyuan, this person is an elder of Zhenwuzong. After receiving the notice from Jian Hongfei, he quickly descended into the abyss of the meteoric sword and set up a battlefield with the Seven Sons of Kunxu.
"The cultivation of the three-striped people immortal can break through my array. The seven sons of Kunxu are really not as good as the next generation." Beiting Yuan frowned, looking at Lin Lang's eyes with a doubt.
He really couldn't figure out what method Lin Lang had used, so that he could go outside without destroying the flames.
Lin Lang didn't answer. He raised his hand and struck out a seal. In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds, the thunder rolled, and dozens of thunders bombarded the location farther north.
"It's so powerful, I'm afraid that the ordinary Seven-Striped Immortals can't stop it. It's no wonder that even juniors like the seventh son of Kunxu have suffered in succession in his hands." Bei Tingyuan's face was dignified, and he stepped in the void, waving in the sky with his hands. Get out of the screen and block all the thunder.
Masters of formation law focus on formation methods. In contrast, martial arts training has always been their weak point and their actual combat ability is not strong. Although this is the case, after all, Bei Tingyuan's cultivation is in the realm. Even if he is not good at fighting, it is far from being comparable to the Seven-Striped Immortals.
In a blink of an eye, the two fought hundreds of moves in the sky.
Bei Ting stepped back, his arms were numb with Lin Lang's fist. Lin Lang's spirit is like a rainbow, one move is stronger than the other, and the golden fist backs away from Beiting.
"Clear sky!"
Beiting sighed far, turned his hand into a knife, and cut down sharply. The air was shaken by two halves, and it was like a thunderstorm on a sunny day.
"Sculpture of the worm."
Lin Lang did not shy away, and clasped his hands together to create a ghost image of the mountain. At the same time, his hand gestured up again and again, dozens of roads to hold the mountain seal. In his hands, there were constantly towering mountains. He was like a peerless Valkyrie with a tree around him. Mount Shenshan flew out.
Sixteen sacred mountains roared at the same time.
Most of the magical powers recorded in the Nine Xiaoxian Code are growth-type magical powers, and the power after Dacheng is inestimable. For example, Jinxiangquan has a total of nine moves, and the power of each style is ten times stronger than the previous one.
The Baoshanyin is also the same. The starting hand is simple and can be repeatedly stacked. After Dacheng has built mountains and mountains, it crushes all opponents. It's just that Lin Lang's current limit can only hit sixteen mountains at the same time.
boom!
The clear sky chopped down only seven mountains, and the remaining nine mountains pressed heavily on Beiting Yuan's shoulders, smashing him directly into the ground, and the nine mountains fell, leveling everything on the ground.
After all, Bei Tingyuan is an eight-stripe human immortal, with extremely strong vitality. Even if he was hit by nine gods at the same time, he still suffered only a few serious injuries.
After a while, the earth and rocks rolled, Beiting broke out from the ground and rushed into the sky. But just after flying halfway, his body stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to move forward in the slightest.
A sword stayed in front of Beiting.
The sharp blade of the sword penetrates the skin, and blood drips from the center of the eyebrows, flowing along the bridge of the nose to the lips. Lin Langjian refers to Bei Tingyuan, and his tone is as cold as water: "Two options, either die or surrender."
Bei Tingyuan didn't dare to move. He had no doubt that if he moved the slightest, the sharp sword would pierce his skull immediately.
But even so, Bei Tingyuan only snorted and sneered, "Do you think a master of the formation law of the Eight-stranded Golden Dan realm would submit to a three-stroke fairy?"
The master of the battlefield is the most difficult to estimate the existence of real lethality. Sometimes, with the benefit of the formation method, he can kill very strong opponents across the border, but his own combat power is their weak point, and sometimes even the monks in the lower level are Can kill it.
Such people are regarded as treasures by the great forces, often with pride, even if they are forced to live or die, sometimes they may not bow their heads. Besides, Bei Tingyuan is an eight-stripe man, how could he easily surrender to Lin Lang.
"Dying Mingzhi, do you think I would let you die so easily?" Lin Lang smiled softly, silently in the air, raised his hand to pinch a method, and hit a blue light into Beiyuan.
Bei Ting's face suddenly changed, and he hurried to look inside, but found that there was an extra blue and black gas in his body, which was constantly swimming in his blood, and his spiritual power could not refine it.
"What did you do in my body?" Bei Tingyuan looked gloomy and watery.
"It's just a bit of a spell that makes you feel safer." Lin Lang smiled slightly and removed the sword from Bei Ting's eyebrows: "As long as I think, the spell of mage will work in your body, along the blood A rush to the heart, and then a slam to take your life. "
"You are the demon of the demon!" Beiting Yuan pupil narrowed. The demon is a murderer in the Tian Mo Ling. He has the power to manipulate the human heart. It is said that the demon is as strong as the earth fairy and may be unknowingly escaped.
"I have nothing to do with him." Lin Lang shook his head.
"Is it possible that one of you can make me surrender by such a mean method? It is too whimsical." Beiting sneered. Even if a battle master is defeated, his dignity and pride cannot be trampled on.
Rather than let him surrender to a three-printed fairy, he might as well end his life first.
"It's not that terrible, but it's not so easy to lift it." Lin Lang smiled and continued: "I know you have a dead heart, why not make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"I've leveled the abyss of the meteoric sword within three months. How will you listen to my dispatch from now on?" Lin Lang smiled.
Bei Tingyuan was silent. The three-month leveling of the Meteor Sword Abyss seemed simple, but it was definitely a challenge for Lin Youye's identity. Without saying so, he said that Zhenwuzong learned that the Seven Sons of Kunxu could not win Lin Youye, and he was bound to continue sending strong men to come.
By then, there will be some Eight-printed Immortals, or even nine-printed Immortals. It is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to level these opponents within three months.
I'm afraid even Jiuwen Renxian can't.
"There is one more condition, provided that you can walk out of the Meteor Sword Abyss area alive." Beiting said slowly. However, he knew that at this moment outside the meteoric sword abyss, the elder Taishang, who had been taught by wind and thunder, was coming, and he was determined to kill Lin Youye here.
Today, outside of the abyss of the meteoric sword, there is a land fairy strong man sitting in the town. He cannot accompany Lin Lang to make a risk. As long as Lin Lang was killed by Dixian, Bei Tingyuan would have no worries, and he could concentrate on refining and devouring his heart.
And in terms of taking 10,000 steps back, if Lin Youye could survive from the hands of the earth fairy, it would not be shame to surrender to him.
Bei Tingyuan thought that Lin Lang would reject such a condition, but unexpectedly Lin Lang bowed his head lightly, and said, "Yes, that's what we agreed on."
He also valued the identity of Beiting's far array master, and moved his mind to conquer, otherwise the latter would have died under his sword. To him, conquering a master of matrix formation is more useful than conquering a pinnacle of immortals.
The words fell, Lin Lang no longer cared about Bei Tingyuan, and turned directly to return to the flames.
"It's this magical power again."
Beiting murmured, staring at the direction Lin Lang left. Being able to enter and exit the mysterious top-quality formation method at will, such a magical power is simply a natural nemesis for the formation master.
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