"It's so wonderful, Madam, that you can actually reproduce the power of that great formation."

Hei Lang's eyes moved to the male cultivator in black robe, and he said in a hoarse voice, with great fear in his voice.

The two brothers joined forces and were not inferior to each other in strength, so they had the confidence to jointly explore the cave to hunt for treasure.

But they didn't expect that the other party would practice such methods silently. They knew how difficult this formation was.

"No, if this person can succeed, you need to cooperate with him."

Turning to look at Xie Duanyang, Hei Lang's thoughts were racing and he was already thinking of wooing him.

The male cultivator smiled on his cold face and did not answer, which made the black and green wolves even more unhappy.

My family knows their own affairs, and the female cultivator in Caiyi has limited talent in the formation, but she does not have the ability to set up this formation.

Only with the help of red thread, iron nails, shuttles, and some of the loot they obtained during their last exploration, they were able to succeed.

The root cause is not the level of women’s formations, it’s all about the red line and the spirit shuttle itself’s ability to change.

In fact, the female cultivator in Caiyi wanted to find Xie Duanyang in the hope of refining this set of magic tools and making them change according to her heart.

It’s not like now, where every drive requires a lot of effort.

"This red line has some meaning."

Not to mention how the five people plotted against each other and had their own plans, Xie Duanyang's eyes lit up when he looked at the red line.

Based on his knowledge of cultivation, he can naturally see that the female cultivator's own formation ability is mediocre, and the key point lies in these magical weapons.

"The material of these red threads has a strange spirituality. If it is bound to the body and incorporated into the formation, it seems that the formation can be further perfected."

Xie Duanyang murmured to himself, and based on the terrain created by Baicao Valley for generations, combined with his own understanding, he came up with a prototype of the formation.

You can create a large formation by combining the geological lines and mountain and river conditions.

If you are determined to open a cave for your own seclusion in the future, you should do so in accordance with the law.

It's just that his achievements in formations are far less than that of weapon refining, and the formation is still a bit crude when it is first completed.

But the trap cast by the female cultivator in colorful clothes allowed him to see some possibilities for improvement and strengthening.

The mechanism of this formation is very close to that formation, so it shouldn't be too difficult to integrate into it.

What's more, the function of this thing is far more than that.

Arrangement has always been a very difficult and troublesome matter.

Various types of town objects should be selected based on the terrain and spiritual veins.

Even if the steps can be simplified by fixing the spirit pattern on the formation plate and formation flag, it is still not very convenient.

Every time I lay down, it can take as little as a few cups of tea, or as long as half a day.

For monks fighting in martial arts, life and death can be determined in a split second, which is really too slow.

But now, he sees the possibility of setting up a formation with him.

"Just let me try it and see how it looks?"

Facing the bright red net that seemed to seal off this world, Xie Duanyang was not afraid. He flicked his hand and released several sharp blades, slashing in all directions.

This is not a magic weapon, but a sword light condensed from his own magic power.

But the edge is sharp and hard, but it is not inferior to the full blow of ordinary high-grade magic weapons.

But this sharp and domineering sword light failed to cut off these seemingly weak red threads.

The sword light fell on it, and it just cut a few cracks in the red line, and then the whole net trembled slightly, and a misty red light rose up.

Ripples form waves one by one.

The sword light is like a mud cow entering a river. The force on it is dissolved and removed layer by layer. It cannot be cut off at all. Instead, it is gradually worn away and disintegrates into nothing.

The red light circulates, and the cracks and scars on the red line that were originally cut quickly healed as before.

However, the female cultivator in colorful clothes is obviously not completely undamaged, and her breath is slightly chaotic for a moment.

Obviously this formation was connected with her Qi, and when she neutralized Xie Duanyang's offensive, she also suffered some backlash.

"The protective power of this array is no longer superior to that of a top-level protective magic weapon."

Xie Duanyang tried his best and probably found out the details of this trap, so he won’t hold back too much.

I saw him roaring, and two three-inch-long flying knives bounced out.

One red and one white.

The flames on the red flying knife are surging, and the heat is overwhelming. As for the frosty white flying knife, it is extremely sharp. Just staring at it has the power to break someone's eyebrows.

Surrounded by the red sword, he protected himself tightly. Xie Duanyang followed the sword and controlled the frost-white flying knife to swim like a fish.

The light of the sword was flying in the air, colorful and brilliant, and it was a solid fight with the net.

Originally, the bright red net gave the human race a sense of calmness and slowness, but now, it is extremely fast.

I saw red lines popping up one after another, turning into whip shadows all over the sky, whipping the air and making bursts of crisp sounds, forming a line with almost no interruption.

Everyone present is building a foundation, and their five senses are extraordinary, but even with their eyesight, looking at this scene, they are actually a little overwhelmed.

They are all orthodox Dharma practitioners and consider themselves to be physically delicate.

Faced with this situation, one must either open up the protective weapon, or pull away and take advantage of it.

How could he be like Xie Duanyang, who showed off his skills and fought hard.

Not like a monk, but closer to a secular warrior.

"Good Taoism and good body skills!"

The male cultivator in black robe licked his lips, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, eager to try.

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