Ming Dynasty Emperor System

In Master Wuchao's understanding, general formation arrangements must have their own rules.

The runes in the formation are either interconnected and combined to enhance their power and better exert specific effects according to the characteristics of the formation; or there is a mystery in the arrangement, so that the power of a single rune is The power is increased to the limit.

But now the golden light formation was displayed in front of him, and the runes faintly emerging on it were scattered and had no connection with each other, and there was no order in the arrangement.

How can such a formation be effective?

Master Wuchao found it a bit unbelievable, but the strength of the little Martial God was there. It was impossible for a super strong person at the semi-saint level to even set up a formation wrong, right?

The sandworm army in the east is only a hundred thousand miles away from here, and the sand and dust cover most of the sight. The misty yellow light flickers between the sky and the earth, making everything around it seem a bit unreal.

The majestic demonic energy emitted by these countless sandworms formed a huge red demonic cloud in the sky. Coupled with the ferocious shapes of these sandworms, the momentum seemed extremely terrifying.

The rumbling sounds continued, and Master Wuchao could clearly feel that the sand under his feet was shaking violently. The rising and falling rhythm really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But Xiao Wushen was still arranging the formation leisurely, which made Master Wuchao feel that it was completely ineffective.

The situation was urgent, and the demonic energy was already coming. Master Wuchao had to retract his consciousness to avoid being corroded by the demonic aura. He could not figure out the strength of the sandworm army. Seeing the crisis coming, he couldn't help but look at it. Xiao Wushen asked:

"Does your formation work? Why do I feel that there seems to be something wrong with the arrangement of these runes?"

The little Martial God who was leisurely walking around arranging formations suddenly turned his head, with a nonchalant expression on his face. Facing Master Wuchao's question, he smiled faintly and explained:

"Don't worry, it will definitely work. Also, how could I make that stupid mistake? I didn't set up the formation wrong. This is the killing formation of heaven. It doesn't matter the arrangement of runes. It can be consistent with the rules of heaven." Just echo each other.”

Master Wuchao frowned slightly.

What kind of Heavenly Dao Killing Formation has such a deceiving name? I have never heard of any formation that can actually communicate with Heavenly Dao!If it can echo the rules of heaven, can this still be called a formation?I'm afraid it can be called a shocking magical power, right?

Master Wuchao, who had doubts in his heart, turned his attention to the galloping army of sandworms.

According to his estimation, in just a cup of tea, these sandworm army will arrive here, and the little Martial God is still slowly setting up the so-called "Tiandao Killing Formation" there.

He was arranging the formation, but Master Wuchao was just like the Dao realm clone, staying in place and waiting with nothing to do.

The crisis was approaching, and Master Wuchao didn't trust the "Tiandao Killing Formation" very much. After thinking about it, he felt a little upset. After hesitating for a moment, he asked Xiao Martial God slightly worriedly:

"How long do you want to arrange it? Isn't it ready yet?"

"Don't worry, it will be ready soon..." Xiao Wushen looked like an old god, not feeling the slightest bit nervous about the arrival of the sandworm army, "Oh, look, I made a mistake again by urging me. For one part, I’m afraid the time will have to be extended a little longer!”

Instructor Wuchao couldn't help but feel extremely angry when he looked at the carefree look of the little Martial God.

"Golden light monster, can you move more quickly? If you can't, why not let me take action and try the strength of these sandworms first!"

"Don't panic, don't panic, instead of us doing it ourselves and wasting energy, it's better to let this simple Heavenly Killing Formation come. Anyway, with the help of the meager power of Heaven, let it act as a thug for us, and we can just watch the show there. Isn’t this beautiful?”

The little Martial God still had a leisurely and contented attitude. Even when he was talking to Master Wuchao, he was too lazy to move his hands to outline a few runes into the formation. After finishing speaking, he lazily moved them in the air, and from time to time he flicked the golden light. Drive into the ground.

"I believe you a ghost!"

Looking at the army of sandworms getting closer and closer, feeling the increasingly violent vibrations around them, the rhythm seemed to contain something evil. Master Wuchao's mood also took a turn for the worse. He couldn't help but Now, pull out the Nine Heavens Divine Sword and take action.

The sword was halfway out of its sheath. At this time, he remained silent and silently watched the two Dao realm clones. Then he suddenly called out to Master Wuchao:

"Put your sword away, don't waste your energy."

Upon hearing this, Master Wuchao was stunned for a moment, and finally sheathed the Nine Heavens Divine Sword angrily, walked to the side with his arms folded, and watched coldly as the little Martial God arranged the formation.

Since it was the Dao realm clone who spoke, Master Wuchao naturally did not dare to disobey.

Moreover, without being controlled by Zhu Houzhao's original body, the Dao realm clone in normal state would never talk nonsense.

He asked Master Wuchao not to waste his energy, either because he meant that his actions would not pose a threat to the sandworm army, or that the formation of the Little Martial God actually worked.

No matter which meaning it means, it is enough to make Master Wuchao feel depressed.

Could it be that my eyesight is so poor that I really can’t understand the so-called “Tiandao Killing Formation” arranged by the Little Martial God?

No, no!

Master Wuchao shook his head violently, thinking in his mind: The sandworm army must be too powerful, and I can't kill them even with my sword!

He comforted himself like this in his heart, and when he looked at Xiao Wushen again, there was already a bit of contempt in his eyes.

Of course, this may also be mixed with some curiosity about the Tiandao Killing Formation.

Can this formation-breaking method work?The power of communicating with the way of heaven is too nonsense. If it is so strong, why didn't he use it to deal with himself in the realm of self before?

The more he thought like this in his heart, the more Master Wuchao wanted to see the actual combat power of the 'Tiandao Killing Formation'.

However, that damn little Valkyrie moves as slowly as a snail.

He was clearly setting up a formation that he thought was simple, but it seemed extremely lazy.

From time to time, he waved his hand to cast the golden light, with an impatient look on his face.

As he walked back and forth, it was as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard, so casual that he didn't seem to be facing an upcoming crisis at all.

Time passed bit by bit, and the vibrations on the surrounding ground were so exaggerated that they threatened to send Master Wuchao flying into the sky.

He raised his hand and cast a weight-increasing spell, which was not affected.

But looking at the little Martial God and the Dao Realm clones, they don't need to use magic. They can make everything in the space they are in conform to their own rhythm with just a thought, so that they will not be affected by the vibration.

This is a strong person at the semi-saint level. Every move he makes is much higher than the Da Luo realm.

If Master Wuchao wants to learn the art of controlling these rules, he must break the shackles of the rules of heaven and earth before he can be qualified to control them...