"If you use wood as the formation base, it is the best!" Mu Ting said with a brow, "Although my sword cultivator's flying sword also has the five elements sword intent, the flying sword itself is metal, which is the magic array to restrain the wooden nature!"

"Where is this easy?" Zhu Chengye sneered, "We know, can the monks of the Dao Sect not know? Perhaps there is no wooden magic array in this battle!"

"Yes, I think the thunder attribute magic array is the most likely!" Cangyuan grinned.

Lu Ruochang shook his head: "No thunder will arise in the sword domain, and the thunder magic array cannot be used to rely on the spiritual energy of the world outside. No matter how stupid the monks of the Taoist sect are, they cannot set up such a formation!"

"Hehe, what's impossible?" Cangyuan smiled again, "Maybe there is a thunder formation in this magic array? If the thunder formation of the Daozong is not set up, their ten** formations will not be complete! How can we stop us?"

"Silk~" Lu Ruochang took a breath and realized something, "What fellow Taoist Cangyuan said is this fatal flaw that this formation... has to be left behind?"

"Yes, if it is next to it, this thunder magic array should be a big killing weapon comparable to the Soul Destruction Array. But within the sword tomb, this magic array will naturally become a big weakness!" Cang Yuan nodded and said.

"Friend Lu Jian~" Qu Jianchong next to him hesitated slightly and whispered, "I don't know why there are thousands of thunders in the sword tomb, but... what if thunder can be generated in the magic array? The disciples of the Dao Sect's Thunder Sect have the thunder-induced technique, and their physiques are mostly thunder attributes... The terrifying phoenix may be inside!"

"Not bad!" Lu Ruochang suddenly woke up again and said anxiously. "We don't have to see the traces of the terrifying phoenix in the formation. He must be in... this formation or the battle where Xue Chong's sword friend fell!"

"Hehe, within the magic circle, relying on the magic power of tens of thousands of cultivators, how can a foundation-building cultivator perform?" Qu Jianchong said disapprovingly.

"A monk who can kill Qin Jian... may be a foundation-building monk?" Zhu Chengye sneered.

"Even a late-stage cultivator in the Jindan stage can..." Qu Jianchong retorted, a little disregarded the cultivation level of Zhu Chengye's third-level Illusion Sword.

Ruoling frowned and noticed Qu Jianchong's subtle attitude with great sensitivity. It seemed to be a bit of a broken can. He immediately smiled and said, "There are many golden spirits in the sword tomb. It was originally an excellent place for the generation of heavenly thunder. However, because of the remaining sword intent and the whine of the broken sword here, the Tianlei was held back. The magic array of the sect even torn the space of the sword tomb, and the heavenly thunder could not be lowered. Therefore, this sword tomb was not born with thousands of thunder!"

"Thank you, Ruoling Sword Friend, for answering your questions!" Qu Jianchong smiled slightly and bowed slightly. He no longer wanted to debate with Zhu Chengye.

"So that's it. I'm going to rush into this last magic circle?" Mu Ting bit her lip slightly and whispered.

However, there were several third-grade swordsmen in the field, and dozens of second-grade swordsmen in the second-grade swordsmen in the field. No one dared to answer casually, and finally they all looked at Lu Ruochang!

Lu Ruochang naturally knew that she had to answer this question herself, but she really didn't dare to answer it!

I looked up at the sky in the air. At this time, the sky was a little changed. Ten streams of colors flowed extremely regularly on it. The flowing rules looked a little obvious, but if I looked carefully, it would be a little puzzled, as if I were to crawl around randomly inside!

The other swordsmen were a little worried about the prospects and did not care about the changes in the sky. When they saw this, they all changed slightly on their faces. Needless to say, this formation of destruction of all directions was making the final preparations. No matter which formation they entered, they were waiting for unprecedented baptism of wind and rain!

"By the way~ Fellow Daoist Lu~" Ruoling suddenly asked, "If we rush into a magic circle, then... can the monks of the Dao Sect mobilize hundreds of thousands of monks' magic power together?"

"Of course it's OK!" Lu Ruochang smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for this, how could he be called a great formation?"

For a moment, everyone's faces changed again! Tens of thousands of swordsmen faced hundreds of thousands of cultivators, not to mention any formation, even if they started fighting directly, they would be in danger. What role could these dozens of illusion swordsmen... do?

"Hehe, the left and right have arrived here! Fellow Daoist Lu, tell me quickly, are we going to rush into the last magic circle? Let's wait for a happy time!" Cangyuan smiled with a smile on his lips.

However, Lu Ruochang's frown tightly seemed to have not let go, and he shook his head slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Aoyuan, I seem to have thought of something, but... I can't catch it again! Besides, the many disciples who were inquiring have not come back yet, let's wait?"

Although Lu Ruochang's words were a little tactful, her tone was unquestionable. She did have a little clarity in her heart, but she just didn't know what the key was!

"It's okay, Junior Sister Lu thinks more!" Ruoling smiled, "I'll go and have a rest!"

"But..." Zhu Chengye was a little anxious, "Although we waited a lot, this magic circle was obviously brewing. If I had stepped into the formation earlier, I would have been able to catch them off guard!"

Zhu Chengye's words obviously represented the thoughts of some swordsmen. Qu Jianchong, Tian Simu and others turned to look at Lu Ruochang.

However, Lu Ruochang ignored them at all, but instead raised his head and looked at the stream of flowers in the sky. The concentration was like a girl in her youth watching the sunset glow under the setting sun...

The colorful light flowed like the sunset, reflecting Lu Ruochang's eyes but not lit the spark in her heart; similarly, this flowing color shone the faces of many swordsmen, but could not drive away the increasingly intense anxiety in their eyes!

After an hour, the flowing color became more and more depressed, and the light became more and more dazzling. Ten red lights that looked like hungry wolf's eyes also showed cruelty in the thick fog, becoming closer and closer.

Just when everyone was extremely impatient, thousands of disciples who went out returned. The big array was not big, but they were really careful. Apart from not daring to get close to the moving flag gate and the rolling thick fog, they had seen every inch of land in this big array and inspected every place!

However, looking at their dejected look, there must be no gains.

"What have you discovered?" Seeing Lu Ruochang ignored these disciples, he only looked up and Ruoling asked with a smile.

"The good teacher Ruoling knows!" A disciple of Feiling Sword Village replied hurriedly, "Disciples and others have not discovered anything! There is no flaw!"

Then hesitated for a moment and said, "There is an extremely powerful ban under the ground of this formation. A disciple who can escape from the ground controls the flying sword and enters. After a roar is made under the ground, he never comes out again! In addition, we also try to fly high again, but when we reach a certain height, it is difficult to fly anymore. It seems that it is also a ban of the Dao Sect..."

"And..." The disciple licked his dry lips, which seemed to have a lot of words, but when he reached his mouth, he said something, "Oh, in short... I have used a lot of methods. This big array is like a big urn, airtight..."

"Well, you can wait!" Ruoling's smile remained unchanged. The result was just one sentence, and this disciple was right.

After many disciples returned to the team, Ruoling looked at Lu Ruochang and said warmly: "Junior Sister Lu, if you can find clues, it will be in a moment; but if you can't find them, the remaining hour... I guess it won't be possible! Zhu Jianyou said it makes sense. At this time, the cultivators of the Dao Sect are also familiar with the formation. We will catch the attack quickly and catch them off guard. Even if the last magic array is wrong, we can break out again! But if they can understand the magic array and the entire array is closed, we will not even have the last way of retreat..."

"Yes, Friend Lu Jian!" Mu Ting couldn't help it and whispered to remind.

"Okay!" At this moment, Lu Ruochang was extremely reluctant to turn his gaze away from the sky, his face was as quiet as water, looking at the red lantern of the Water Destroy Formation, and the flag gate that had been opened and could not tell what color it was. He waved his hand and said, "Swordsmen! Listen to my order!"

"Yes!" The swordsmen were so excited that they shouted, "But listen to the instructions of friends Lu Jianyou!"

"The Xuanfeng Sword Sect is in front, Feiling Sword Village will follow..." Lu Ruochang ordered casually, as if he was walking in the flowing clouds and flowing water. He arranged all the disciples of the sword sect in a moment. Finally, she took a look again. The colorful sky curtain took a deep breath, raised her hand, and took the lead in controlling the sword, shouting, "In this battle, the warriors of the sword domain will follow me into the formation and kill the Taoist sect's cultivation god to fall and flow water!"

After saying that, a loud sword sound came from the flying sword under her feet, like a phoenix sound, "Ga~~" dozens of flying swordsmen who transformed swords also sounded long, and there was no lack of absolute meaning among them!

Then the flying swords of tens of thousands of swordsmen were roaring, and a feeling of wind whistling and cold Yishui spread throughout the entire formation...

The long sound of tens of thousands of flying swords caused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to flow during the war, and bursts of hurricanes were raised. The hurricane blew up the sword formations of tens of thousands of swordsmen, making a sound!

Lu Ruochang had already flew to the flag gate of the Water Destroy Formation at this time. Seeing the snow-white light flag gate, she took a deep breath, and her scattered hair blocked her sight. Although it didn't affect anything at all, she was still like all the beauty-loving women, stretching out her hand in an extremely elegant way, but just between this thread, her heart suddenly moved!
Chapter completed!