Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 91 Wu Song Appears
In an instant, the sky and the earth were shrouded in a five-colored light curtain. The eight gates were thin, yet as solid as a rock, sealing the sky and locking the earth.

The rosy light surged like boiling water, dazzling and magnificent, yet it contained a terrifying and malevolent aura, leaving behind rotten grass and trees, and the dead of all birds and beasts.

Many spirits and monsters were terrified, howling and struggling, but the evil energy made their bones and muscles go soft, and when swept by the rosy light, they all shattered into mud.

An invisible pressure, as if mountains were pressing down on me, stagnated my blood and qi, making even breathing difficult.

"This Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation...it's terrifying!"

As he felt the blood and qi within his body gradually subsiding, Liu Sheng's expression changed drastically.

This is still him; his own qi and blood are abundant and vigorous, far surpassing those of others in the same realm, yet his strength has been suppressed by 30%.

Other martial artists' strength will likely drop by 50% to 60%.

Fortunately, my enhanced talents remain unaffected.

Liu Sheng squinted and tried it briefly, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Bingyan, on the other hand, seemed unaffected, and her aura grew even stronger.
As if sensing Liu Sheng's gaze, Du Bingyan raised the array token in her hand:
"I am one of the Eight Gates Flag Masters. Being in the formation will actually give me the blessing of the formation, and my strength will be close to that of a Qi Refining Master."

So, on the Demon Suppression Division's side, there are eight experts close to the Qi Refining level, plus Xie Bao and Bai Xiang, who are already Qi Refining level experts.
Master... is it possible to escape?

Liu Sheng's breathing became heavy. He looked up at the five-colored light screen above his head and secretly wondered if he could break through it with the Sky-Splitting Sparrow's demonic arts.

At this moment, Du Bingyan looked around and suddenly frowned:

"Strange, after this formation was erected, it covered an area of ​​over a hundred miles, leaving no place for demons to hide. Where did the demons that destroyed the camp go?"

Uh!
That woman is so petty, she still has her eye on things!

Liu Sheng's eyes flickered, and he quickly inquired about the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation.

If there's a chance later, let's see if we can destroy this formation so that Master can escape.

"This formation is profound. It rotates once every quarter of an hour. The Gate of Life becomes the Gate of Injury, the Gate of Injury becomes the Gate of Blockage, and the Gate of Blockage becomes the Gate of View. This cycle repeats endlessly."

Trapped in the formation, without mastery of Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination) to calculate the escape route and break the formation, one will be trapped in an endless siege until the five aggregates blind the eyes, the eight chakras sever the soul, and death and annihilation.

Du Bingyan gave a brief explanation, then pointed to the array platform not far away:
"But this formation also has weaknesses. If one of the formation flags is destroyed, its power will be greatly reduced. If three flags are destroyed, it will be difficult to continue."

Upon hearing this, Liu Sheng looked over and saw that the black iron array flag was indeed gone from the array platform, leaving only a pillar of yellow light soaring into the sky.

Where are the battle flags?
“Once the great formation is activated, the formation flags will automatically hide. Look at our ‘living flag’; it has been hidden in the ground and is difficult to find without a flag command.”

Du Bingyan smiled confidently, put away the flag in her hand, and then taught Liu Sheng a mnemonic:

"The Qian metal gate opens, its sharpness hidden; the Kan water gate rests, busy replenishing. The Jing gate, Dui metal, is filled with demons and hysteria; the Sheng gate, Gen earth, harbors murderous intent..."

Looking at the beautiful captain in front of him, who was giving serious instructions, Liu Sheng's eyes flickered a few times before he lowered his eyelids.

Once you are familiar with this mnemonic, you can deduce the situation of the eight gates in the formation, which is a confidential matter.

Du Bingyan told him this, which suggests she took responsibility.

But he was preparing to destroy the array flags, destroy the great array, and release Wu Song!
Backstab!

Guilt!

But it had to be done; after all, there was a distinction between close and distant relatives, and the master was more important than the imperial court.

Liu Sheng took a deep breath, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and after a moment's thought, his mind was filled with inspiration. The profound meaning of the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation" came to mind.

It's as if a master skilled in Qimen Dunjia is giving you earnest advice.

This is--

Talent, Spider Form!
[Spider-like (Talent): Spiders spin silk, can detect unusual vibrations, and love to weave webs, advancing step by step. Those who possess this talent are sharp-minded, observant, and naturally born masters of formations.]

A born master of formations!
Learn by analogy and apply knowledge to other situations...

It was just a casual performance.

When Du Bingyan stopped, he actually figured out the method of calculation from this incantation, and was able to calculate the position of each gate according to the time.

In this way, he can avoid danger and move freely within the formation.

In his eyes, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation before him remained unfathomable, but he was no longer as passive and powerless as before. He could utilize it to some extent, and even, if he had the flag, he could slightly manipulate the formation…

Liu Sheng glanced at the beautiful captain's chest; she had just hidden the flag there.
Excessive!

"Wu Song, you have entered my ranks, and the eight gates are open. Why don't you surrender now?"

At that moment, a voice as clear as jade resounded throughout the world.

Within the great formation, a man rode out on an elephant, clad in armor and wielding a sword, exuding divine might.

General Xie Bao, the Demon Subduer!

He let out a long roar and raised the long-handled broadsword in his hand:

"Considering our past friendship, if you cripple your martial arts, I will forgive your past transgressions and spare your life. What do you say?"

"Hahaha!"

His response was a loud laugh, like a thunderclap, which shook the rosy clouds and caused the great formation to tremble.

A figure resembling an iron tower emerged from the void and stood within the formation.

A headband made of black iron, a black monk's robe, white bone prayer beads, a yellow gourd at the waist, a one-armed monk's knife, and a scarred face.

His eyes gleamed with a cold light, his imposing aura dominating the land.

It's like a devil descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth!
The 108 fierce creatures of Mount Fajiu!

Heavenly Wounded God General!

Tiger demon!

Wu Song!

"Xie Bao, you brat!"
Back then on Mount Fajiu, if it weren't for Song Yingtian's bias, how could you Xie brothers have a place among the Heavenly Stars?
Whether it was marching out of Yanzhou to confront Yujing, or conquering Yunmeng in the north, or pacifying Fangxian in the south, I always led the charge in every battle, slaying generals and capturing flags, charging into battle first, sustaining hundreds of wounds, and achieving great military exploits.

How many merits have you made, and how many heads have you chopped off?
Even the person behind you wouldn't dare ask me to cripple my martial arts.

"Those lowly scoundrels who merely place bids for first-time buyers dare to bark and howl at someone!"

Wu Song roared, his voice like the howl of a demonic tiger, shaking the air for miles around and causing people's blood to boil.

The gates, bathed in the glow of the setting sun from all directions, trembled violently, bursting forth with sparks of light that scattered like fireflies.

Master is awesome!

As expected of Master Liu, anyone he looks down upon is a scoundrel!

Hahaha!
Liu Sheng found it very enjoyable, as if he had drunk a pot of ice water on a sweltering summer day, feeling extremely refreshed.

After not seeing him for more than half a month, Master's sharpness remains unchanged.

The dignified Demon-Subduing General and the third-class Earl of Qingjiang were regarded as dirt by him.

Sure enough, such a contemptuous attitude completely enraged Xie Bao.

His face flushed red with rage, and he brandished his longsword:
"Wu Song, you are now nothing but a wanted criminal, a stray dog, hated by everyone. How dare you bully me?"

"Deceive you?"

Wu Song laughed loudly, gently touching the white bone prayer beads on his chest. His voice was like muffled thunder, each word startling:
"I came here specifically to kill you!"

People like you who are treacherous, repay kindness with enmity, betray friends for personal gain, and are heartless and cruel, how can you still live in this world?

Die quickly, and keep your brother company!

Before he finished speaking, he leaped up, letting out a tiger's roar, his aura surging like a dragon emerging from the abyss or a tiger descending the mountain.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, with sand and stones flying everywhere, obscuring the sky and the earth.

It makes it difficult for people to see.

"boom-!!!"

(End of this chapter)