Chapter 100 Ding Fanqiu's Strength
Ding Fanqiu had never seen a young man with cultivation talent like Xiao Yuan'er, who was much taller than her female apprentice.
If you can bring this girl under her command... that will be a big help.
A pity, a pity.
Ding Fanqiu looked at Xiao Yuan'er regretfully.
The gesture lifted slightly.
The four-leaf golden lotus Dharma body with a height of five feet disappeared.
Soldiers, practitioners, stress relief.
A little toes, Ding Fanqiu was as light as a swallow, and flew towards the elephant king like lightning.
The three disciples were suspended above the Elephant Throne, constantly guarding against those practitioners who might attack.
Ding Fanqiu, who was in the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm, fell into the seat and sat upright. Even if he didn't make a move, his aura was enough to make the soldiers around him dare not approach.
Lu Zhou shook his head, not caring about the scenes in front of him.
If they want to leave, Bai Ze can take them away at any time.
bang.
Bang, bang.
The elephant king stepped on the ground and trembled constantly.
Every time Ding Fanqiu raised his hand, he would take someone away.
However……
Just when Ding Fanqiu thought he could leave, lavender circles appeared at the feet of the soldiers. It's weird, it's mysterious.
Those lavender circles gradually rose up like a cloud of blue smoke.
"Witchcraft!" a cultivator shouted sharply, "Take these invaders down! There are many rewards!"
Among the practitioners, a commander appeared.
The sorcery formation worked, and the commander gradually surfaced, carrying a large sword and slowly ascending into the air.
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After all, the elephant king is just an animal,
Even if they absorb vitality in the cultivation world, they become terrifying and fierce, and they are far inferior to humans in wisdom.
When I saw those lavender circles, I backed away...
Ding Fanqiu's face sank, and he waved his big hand to forcefully control the elephant king.
moo————
The elephant king made a sound wave that resounded through the mountains and forests, rolling towards the surroundings.
Instead of going forward, it keeps going backwards!
"Beast!" Ding Fanqiu yelled, leaping into the air again.
Gang Qi burst!
"Hundred Tribulations Cave!"
Hundred Tribulations Cave Dharma Body, this is a big move.
Extremely exhausting!
Lu Zhou didn't quite understand it. It was not wise to consume like this. After all, these people in front of him were only shrimp soldiers and crab generals!
If the masters in the palace come, how will they respond?
Ding Fanqiu does not have a peak experience card, and can achieve unlimited consumption.
When the Dharma Body of Hundred Tribulations Cave appeared, those practitioners who were about to approach retreated again.
It's like having been trained beforehand.
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To be precise, those rising up are not fog. It's part of witchcraft.
Witchcraft transforms vitality into a seamless trap.
Those officers and soldiers, as well as the practitioners who came under siege, were not affected.
"Tiangang Seal!"
The Dharma Body of Hundred Tribulations Cave is the same as the last time, and once again swirls out the seal of the sky.
Under the expulsion of the French seal, the lavender magic circle only slowed down a bit, but it had no miraculous effect.
Those circles encircle the entire port!
When the circles gradually increased, they intertwined together, forming the appearance of a huge five-series chain, and the light became more and more bright.
The witchcraft formation is finally done!
The elephant king is back again!
moo————
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that the epic overlord in this dignified jungle, the Elephant King, would also have fears.
No matter how its owner drives it, the elephant king is unmoved, only taking care of himself and retreating.
That witchcraft circle keeps expanding.
Under the influence of Baijie Dongming, the scope of the witchcraft circle did not slow down much.
Ding Fanqiu's three disciples looked worried.
This witchcraft formation is much more terrifying than imagined.
Even Ding Fanqiu's cultivation in the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm is actually helpless!
Who is the high man in the palace who set up the witchcraft formation?
Ding Fanqiu's brows were also twisted together.
Looking at the magic circle that was spreading and approaching on the ground, the soldiers and practitioners also stepped on the magic circle and slowly besieged up.
"Go into the water."
Ding Fanqiu instantly received the Dharma Body of the Hundred Tribulations Cave.
Maintaining a strong Dharma body consumes too much, and he must preserve his strength.
Now only the Dutianjiang River is relatively calm... Maybe there is a chance to leave.
The four turned around and gave up the elephant king.
When he turned around, he saw Lu Zhou and Xiaoyuan'er watching them as if they were watching a play.
Lu Zhou said lightly: "Jiangzhong has long been covered by a magic circle... It has spread to the bottom of the water."
Ding Fanqiu frowned slightly, looking down from the sky, his eyes swept across the river near the port.
The surface of the river has indeed been covered by that lavender magic circle, and it is getting bigger and bigger.
Don't touch the witchcraft circle... or you'll be bound! Until the cultivation base weakens, it slowly disappears. At that time, people will be the knife and I will be the fish, unable to return to the sky.
moo.
Moo moo.
Elephant King's body was too large to cross any buildings, and was swallowed up by the magic circle in an instant.
The witchcraft circle seemed to have eyes, tying the elephant king... The rising purple energy was more like a vine, extremely terrifying.
The elephant king struggled for a moment, then lost his resistance.
Obviously, this magic circle is the same as the one in Mingshiyin, it is a kind of bound magic circle.
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Luzhou was still calm.
He was waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the releaser of that witchcraft formation to appear.
Since nothing was found in the warehouse, let's start with the people in this palace.
Ding Fanqiu seemed to have lost the pretence of the previous Motian Pavilion's pavilion master, frowning, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"The old layman is so calm, can he have a good plan?" Ding Fanqiu suddenly felt that this old fellow had something behind him.
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "There is no good solution."
"That's it."
Ding Fanqiu turned around with his hands behind his back, looking at the witchcraft circle with embarrassed eyes.
Those practitioners did not leave the witchcraft circle, and slowly waited for those circles to come around.
It didn't take long for the witchcraft circle to come to a place dozens of meters in front of him——
"Yo, isn't this the grandfather of the Demon Dao who shook the world?"
"Where did the arrogance just now go?"
The cultivator in command flew in the air.
Overlooking the front.
The practitioner approached.
Just now, when Ding Fanqiu used the Hundred Tribulations Cave, he was hiding and did not come out. Now that the witchcraft formation was formed, he came out.
"Someone has long since tipped off that you will come. There is a word in the palace, and a great witchcraft formation is set up early in the morning, waiting for you to take the bait." The commander said.
"The witchcraft formation here has been laid down for so many years, but it has never been as spectacular as it is today. How about it, how is it compared to the barrier of your Jinting Mountain?"
Hearing the ridicule of the middle-aged man, Ding Fanqiu said solemnly:
"No reason!"
"Hundred Tribulations Cave!"
The four-leaf dharma body of the Hundred Tribulations Cave with a height of five feet suddenly swelled and expanded into five leaves!
boom!
The Astral Qi of the Dharma body was extremely fierce, and it shook out.
Soldiers and cultivators who thought the victory was in their hands suddenly flew out backwards.
His three disciples looked in awe.
"This is the true strength of my master!"
Lu Zhou's brows moved slightly, and then calmed down.
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