What's more, the body of the reckless elder was still lying on the ground in the distance.

As for the old man Tianmo, he is not idle at this moment and is also making calculations secretly.

Of course he didn't want to help the one-eyed Taoist crack this formation.

It's just that he has some interest in formations. He has dabbled in this art before, and he feels that he is quite proficient in formations. He also threatened to teach Wang Teng the knowledge of formations before.

This time when I saw the mountain-protecting formation in front of me, I immediately felt the mystery of this formation. I felt itchy and unbearable, so I secretly calculated how powerful the mountain-protecting formation in front of me was.

He claims to be proficient in formations and can barely be regarded as an expert in formations.

However, as he secretly calculated, his expression became more and more solemn, and finally his face turned pale, and he was covered in cold sweat. Finally, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit became sluggish.

"What a profound formation. Who created this mountain-protecting formation? Was it arranged by the man named Zhou Song next to the young master?"

"This person's attainments in the Formation Dao are so advanced. It's no wonder that the Young Master is so confident in entrusting him with the task of transforming the geographical structure of this place. It's no wonder that he can transform the geographical structure of this place in less than half a month.

, then completely transform the power of Crouching Dragon..."

The old man Tianmo couldn't help but feel horrified. This formation was so mysterious that he couldn't figure it out!

This reminded him of Zhou Song, and he felt that this formation was probably arranged by Zhou Song.

After all, in his impression, the person beside the young master seems to be Zhou Song, who is more proficient in the formation method. Even important matters such as transforming the terrain pattern can be left to the other party with confidence. Apart from him, there should be no one in the Shen League.

Such a brilliant formation can be laid out.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face. He had previously shown off his skills in formation in front of the young master, and even questioned whether Zhou Song could take on the important task of transforming the terrain of this place. Now it seemed that he was just playing tricks on his class.

It's just that he never imagined that this sect-protecting formation, which he spent all his energy and energy to figure out how to break, was not made by Zhou Song, but by his own son!

He had previously claimed that he would teach Wang Teng the formation method. If he knew that this extremely mysterious formation in front of him was actually made by Wang Teng, what would his expression be like?

time flies.

Several days passed in a flash.

Outside the Divine Alliance, in front of the mountain gate, the face of the Supreme Elder of the Blood Fiend Sect became increasingly pale. In just a few days, his figure had become much thinner, both eye sockets were sunken, and the remaining right eye had already been covered with blood.

Full of bloodshot eyes.

His unkempt appearance, his previous arrogance of a saint, and his domineering attitude have long been worn away by reality. At this moment, he is still trying hard and persistently to figure out how to crack the Eight Wastelands Buddha Hidden Dragon Formation.

The other elders of the Blood Demon Sect were also waiting anxiously. Looking at the Panlong Mountain ahead, the Divine Alliance disciples completely ignored them and seemed not to feel the threat from their Blood Demon Sect at all.

Everyone couldn't help but feel angry.

Especially when they saw a pheasant with a bald head and a bald tail, walking up to them step by step from a distance, wagging its buttocks, raising its long neck, giving them a sidelong glance, and said with a mean look on its face: "Everyone, what are you doing?

Are you busy trying to decipher the formation again?"

"Uncle He is not telling you, you have really disappointed He. How many days have it been? Uncle He has been waiting until the flowers are about to wither. He is just waiting for you to quickly break the formation, come in and kill him, so that he can be called He.

Uncle Shu Xin, I didn’t expect you to be so useless, and such a formation-breaking technique blocked you from the outside."

"Hey tui!"

“Hot chicken!”

The bald-headed crane cast a sidelong glance at the people in the Xuesha Sect. In the eyes of the people in the Xuesha Sect, who looked confused and then went crazy with anger, he spat fiercely at the people in the Xuesha Sect, then turned around with his wings on his back.

Shi Shiran walked away.

"ah……"

"I'm so angry! I remember this pheasant!"

"When the Supreme Elder breaks the formation, I will definitely skewer this pheasant and roast it!"
Chapter completed!