When the Bagua Beasts Formation was formed, the cunning array spirit did not try to break through the formation, but instead leaned over to the warriors we regarded as bait.

However, on its way, a black long sword with countless air holes suddenly appeared.

The sword was not cold, but the aura attached to it made it feel a sense of fear, subconsciously retreated and floated back and did not dare to try to approach again. And taking advantage of this opportunity, I let go of the magic circle and pushed out the warriors. The warriors stumbled out, some fell to the ground, and some barely stood on their bodies. However, the formation spirit that was stumbled here was confined to the inner room, and the danger level of the outer room was half smaller, and the gunshots were still thriving, but I focused my main energy on the head formation spirit in front of me.

The thing broke through several times but failed, and was afraid of the cold air emitted by my blood-drinking lightsaber. It could only shrink in a corner, with my body hanging in the air, the transparent bone rod kept shaking, and said with a bad voice: "Don't come over, otherwise, I will fight you to the death!"

I looked roughly and saw that there were only some stiff zombies outside. Xu Danding and the little white fox could take care of Zhou Quan, so I stopped paying attention. Instead, I turned my head and looked at the culprit in front of me carefully. But I saw this thing like a child, taking a human form. Although wrapped in a black robe, I could still see a wrinkled old man's face under the shadow. I stared at me in my eyes, and there was a dazzling light swimming around.

I once heard a saying that most of the people who sacrificed their lives and forgot their death are passionate teenagers. They have just shown their strength in this world, without fear of anything, nor are they afraid of life and death. However, no matter what, the longer they live, the more they understand the value of life and the cherishment of the world, the more they fear death. Now it seems that as expected, this guy showed timidity before he fought with me, and his appearance of being harsh and cowardly on the outside made me laugh. I didn't expect that the guy who played us around yesterday was such a coward.

I tilted the magic sword down and said with a smile: "Okay, I want to see how you died with me."

Seeing that I didn't believe it, the spirit raised the bones and sticks in his hand and said sternly again: "Don't believe it? Boy, don't think that you can be arrogant and do whatever you want if you lock me here. I tell you, I have lived in this huge hole for countless years. Do you really think I'm paper-made? Do you believe it or not, you take another step forward, and I will..."

Before he could finish his words, I took a step forward, then looked at him firmly, and waited silently.

Once this Bagua strange beast flag sealed the formation, artificially created a small space. The advantage of the formation spirit coming and going without a trace will immediately disappear. Not to mention that you cannot rely on the outside formation to do whatever you want, you can borrow strength. I am the leader of Maoshan. Are you still afraid that such a guy will be unable to do this? My firm step completely destroyed the fragile psychological defense line of the formation spirit. It trembled all over, and it was so angry that it was a little fluffy. Then I shouted loudly and roared towards me: "Damn it, fight with you!"

This guy flew over with a bone stick, but I was not afraid. First, he used a magic sword to pour the bone stick into it with a huge force and swung it open with a sword. Then he tightened the tiger's mouth with his left hand, and a magic pot watching technique was used to mark it from afar.

This guy thought that he could have an advantage by floating in the air and setting a distance, but he never thought that besides the sword and palm force, I learned Taoism well. This magic pot-refining technique is also a unique skill in Maoshan. Ordinary disciples rarely have any contact with it. Even if they can learn it, understand it, and use it proficiently, they all look at their own luck. This time I used it, it complemented each other. The formation spirit was immediately fixed in an instant, and then the body began to gradually shrink and became illusory.

I saw in an instant, dozens or hundreds of twisted faces appeared on its body, each of which was filled with pain, resentment, resentment and grievances accumulated in its heart.

These pains gave it great power. My demon-refining pot observation technique once made many wonderful achievements at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. However, at this moment, the formation spirit actually turned it around with its own will and power, and tried hard to get rid of the Taoist technique.

This process looks like slow motion from the naked eye, but both of us have been infused with great willpower. Although my magical power of the Demon Refining Pot Watching Technique is so powerful that it restrains the other party, the formation spirit is a ghost spirit that has existed for hundreds or thousands of years in the world and has been washed by countless shades of winds and has been preserved to this day. It would have been a miracle. It naturally has extraordinary expressive power. Otherwise, the King of Northern Xinjiang would not have chased it for so long before. If it were not in my Bagua Beast Flag Formation, I was afraid that the offensive and defensive momentum would have suddenly changed.

Both sides insisted, but the formation spirit was still a little stronger and tried hard to escape from my Taoist Dharma. As soon as I escaped from danger, I saw that I was about to slash with my sword again, I immediately shouted loudly: "Stop, stop, wait!"

It called out like this, but I sneered in a little unfulfilled way: "What else do you have to say?"

The formation spirit compromised: "Let me go, let you go and leave, and I will also control those bugs and not go out. From now on, we will not violate the river water and will not owe each other. What do you think?"

I still smiled and said, "If you said this half an hour ago, it would be a happy thing for everyone. But now, I am the one who is the one who is a knife and you are a fish and meat. Your life and death are in my hands, which will make you die and soul disappear. Everything is quiet and no one is pretending to be a ghost here. Wouldn't that be even better? Yes, I may be a little troublesome to fight you at this moment, but this is not a matter. Believe me, without you, I can only handle things better!"

Just as I was calmly fighting back, the spirit of the formation in front of me actually opened the hat on my head beyond my expectations, revealing an old and pale face. A pair of round and sincere eyes as cows were filled with tears. While twitching, he said chokingly: "Young man, can you give me a chance? I'm just confused, arrogant and arrogant, please forgive me..."

I can tolerate this guy whining with me with a stubborn mouth, but I can't see such a gap. A conspirator who just squatted in the dark to plot other people's lives, now he was crying and begging me to let it go. But I know that the more shameless the guy is, the more vicious the tricks are, because since it can do everything to survive and ignore the minimum dignity, what else can stop it?

I am most afraid of dealing with people without bottom line or something else, and this formation spirit is such a type of opponent.

However, since the other party has given in, I don’t want to fight with it. You must know that no matter how integrity this thing is, it is still useful, such as how to deal with that wave of demon lizards, the mysterious monster hidden in the darkness, or help us understand the various things about this maze.

After thinking for a while, I finally decided to talk to it, so I said, "Everyone, if you want to win the trust and respect of others, you must show enough sincerity, but I can't see your sincerity. Who knows if you have escaped from the shackles of my flag, will you return to the ancient stone forest formation and endanger us? You must know that before this, you have always been hostile to us and wish we all died here."

When I said this, the spirit immediately swears that he is like all the scoundrels in the world, with no virtue at all, and I am also thinking about how to deal with this thing.

If I let it go, it would never work. If I don’t let it go, I am not sure that I will not be hurt. In fact, it is not very useful to both of us to save it... But I have noticed a lot. Seeing that this guy said all his vows in order to survive, he might not be unable to accept the days of hiding under someone else's roof. So he said tentatively: "Otherwise, you will enter my gossip flag and leave here with me. Otherwise, I will never believe anything you said."

Hearing my decision, all the words of the nagging formation spirit stopped abruptly. He stared at me for a long time, then asked calmly: "That's all?"

I nodded and said yes, there was nothing else to do.

The formation spirit stopped talking, but raised the bones and rods in his hand again and swooped towards me again.

The two sides fought fiercely, and finally the ended with the magic sword almost slashing it down. This made the formation spirit finally feel that it was so close to the God of Death, so it finally restrained its body. After a long silence, it finally put its hands on its waist and said dejectedly: "Since that's the case, let's just let you deal with it."

It seemed as if it had completely admitted its defeat. I walked forward and wanted to put it into the flag and make plans. However, this guy suddenly attacked and wanted to get into my body.

It seemed that part of it had already crawled into it, but in the next second, it suddenly escaped and cried and said, "It's so scary! Oh my god, you'd better throw me into the magic weapon."
Chapter completed!