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Chapter 1951 Call(2/2)

"What are you doing? Is this how you treat the hostages?" Wu Xin shouted angrily before he could speak.

"Haha, calm down, you two."

The man in the cloak didn't care at all, he chuckled and said: "I admit, these people did suffer a little, but who told Tang Qianzhi to be disrespectful to our God Clan in the first place? In fact, it's all his own fault! Besides, I didn't

Violating our trading rules, I only said I would hand these people into your hands, but I didn’t say they were all alive and kicking, right?"

"you!"

Wu Xin was furious and was about to say something more, but was stopped by Liang Yan.

"That's all, the matter is over, no need to waste your time with this person, I'll go see if they are still alive, you stay here," Liang Yan said in a deep voice.

Wu Xin is connected with him, so of course she understands what he means.

The two of them cannot enter the magic circle at the same time. One person must support them outside, otherwise they will easily be plotted.

Liang Yan asked her to stay where she was, precisely because he wanted her to monitor the aliens and take action immediately if there was any trouble!

"Okay, be more careful yourself." Wu Xin whispered.

Liang Yan nodded and said nothing more.

He made a magic spell, and his body turned into a ray of light, quickly passing over the foreign monks in front and falling into the magic circle.

Throughout the whole process, no one stopped me.

Arriving inside the array, Liang Yan was finally able to experience many details of the array for himself. Some of the mysteries that he could not see clearly just now suddenly became clear to him.

"It's actually rebellious gossip"

Although he couldn't tell the name of this array, he was keenly aware that the layout here referred to the essence of Taoism's Bagua, but most of them were reversed, and some weird array patterns were added to give people a sense of

A sinister feeling.

"Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and demons are the four major traditions of our human race. All kinds of secret techniques and formations are only spread to the outside world. Since entering the Black Mountain Territory, the foreigners I have seen have never used the magic of the four major traditions.

What they are good at are their own clan's secret arts. If that's the case, why is there a formation that counters the Eight Trigrams here?"

Liang Yan's mind raced, and he suddenly thought of an explanation.

The man hidden in the black cloak, who was called the "Witch God" by the witch monks along the way, may not be a foreign monk!

"A foreign monk like me?"

Liang Yan was wary and looked around in the dark while flying.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and his attention was attracted to a certain corner of the formation.

"Since it is a counter-bagua, the essence of the eight formations must be reversed. Why is that place the exception?"

At this moment, Liang Yan deduced dozens of possibilities, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

"Such a conspicuous anomaly can be seen by any monk who has studied the Dao Sect formation, but it appears here openly. Is it because the monks in the Black Mountain Domain cannot understand the external formation? In this way, can that person

What else are you hiding?"

"Interesting, it seems the situation here is more complicated than I thought."

When Liang Yan thought of this, a sneer unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Chapter completed!
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