Creation Color Master

Deep inside the theater, in the Tingyu Pavilion, in addition to Chu Mo who was sitting and drinking tea, there were also five figures standing ready.

Zhang Jiao looked like a Taoist priest, and said softly, "Here I come."

Yang Jiye and Bai Feng on the side suddenly revealed endless murderous intent, and Bai Feng even disappeared in a flash.

The small shadow puppet nimbly opened the theater door from the inside, and five people rushed in, their figures swaying, ready to start a killing spree.

Heijiu stood in the middle of the army of rats, driving the entire rat army as if it were his arm. The densely packed rat army advanced like a tide under his command.

The witch and Liu Wenliang paid attention to the surrounding environment. They saw all kinds of spiritual objects everywhere, some were lush and green, some were blooming, and some were sparkling. Even the air was richer in spirituality.

Qu Youzhi looked at the elegantly and beautifully decorated stage, his eyes sparkling with deep love.

When Hei Jiu saw all kinds of spiritual objects, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Boss, look, this kid is quite leisurely and elegant. All the flowers and plants planted in the yard are spiritual objects. They are all ours."

Qu Youzhi looked at the spiritual creatures of various shapes and couldn't help but be secretly shocked. He seemed to be unable to understand why such a small theater could grow so many spiritual creatures.

But he still said in a deep voice: "Everyone, hurry up and do it. Once we have dealt with everyone here, everything here will be ours."

Liu Wenliang was walking on the bluestone path when he saw a pure white bamboo forest in front of him. He could even faintly see the majestic aura wandering above it.

"Haoran Polygonatum"

Liu Wenliang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. This was a gift that Confucian monks loved very much. Getting a small piece of it could inspire literary energy and be beneficial to cultivation. There was actually a large piece of it here. He couldn't even imagine what the scene would be like when practicing in it.

Haoran Yuzhu attracted Liu Wenliang to get closer and closer. When he wanted to touch it, the array pattern emerged and blocked him out.

Although Liu Wenliang was a ghost scholar, he had read quite a few books and naturally recognized the existence of the array pattern.

"Oh no, everyone, be careful, there is a formation here." Liu Wenliang couldn't help but speak up to remind them.

Having dealt with Taoist Xuanzhen for several years, they had naturally suffered losses at the hands of the formation and of course knew how powerful the formation was.

Chen Hu laughed grimly: "Haha, what's the big deal? How can a small theater set up a big formation? Watch me split it in half."

After he finished speaking, a butcher knife appeared in his hand, and a streak of blood appeared.

The sword light disappeared without causing a ripple in the formation, which made everyone feel depressed.

At this time, a voice came from the side.

"Everyone, my formation is all-encompassing. I'm afraid an ordinary attack won't be able to cause any waves."

The five people were startled instantly and couldn't help but look at Hei Jiu, then they all looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a Taoist priest in a yellow robe standing there quietly. He looked like an ordinary person, which was indescribably strange.

Zhang Jue stroked his short beard and said, "Since you all want to break my formation, then enter the formation and give it a try."

After saying this, without giving the others any chance, he directly pinched the magic formula with his hands and activated the formation. Countless formation patterns emerged, with formation eyes crisscrossing between them, and talismans as bright as the starry sky.

[Hunyuan Wuji Formation--Blood Martial Battlefield]

As Zhang Jiao uttered the word "Qi", the five people were separated and isolated by the formation, and their figures disappeared in the theater.

If you look carefully, you will see five transparent balls floating in the air. These balls are the manifestation of the Bloody Battlefield, and the five people are now in it. As for why they are transparent, it is because Qu Youzhi and the other four are the first to enter. As more people are killed, the balls will become more blood-red.

The Bloody Martial Arts Battlefield, although called a battlefield, is indeed a manifestation of a spatial formation. It consists of a number of separate small spaces that do not interfere with each other.

In the bloody battlefield, the five people saw that they seemed to be in the void and were shocked. They did not expect that in the theater that could be destroyed at any time, there would be a Taoist monk who was more powerful than Xuan Zhen.

They knew that if they wanted to survive in the formation, they had to find the Taoist priest. Only by trying their best to kill him would they have a chance of breaking the formation.

Hei Jiu looked at the army of rats under his feet and barely calmed himself down. He gathered all the rats around him and then carefully explored the battlefield. Suddenly, Hei Jiu saw a person in white clothes in front of him. It was Bai Feng.

Bai Feng of the Assassin's Way chose the beast tamer Hei Jiu.

Chen Hu clenched the sword in his hand and looked around carefully. The bloody aura emanated from his body and transformed into a ferocious pig roaring in the air. In front of him, Yang Jiye stood with a sword in his hand, his murderous intent as sharp as a sword.

Military strategists versus military strategists, one kills lives, full of evil; the other charges into battle, full of righteousness.

The witch stood where she was vigilant, stretched out her hand, and a beast bone flag appeared in her hand. As she waved it, five demon figures of fox, yellow, white, willow and gray appeared and guarded her on both sides. Zhang Jue watched every move of the witch with a smile on his face.

The spirit-recruiting technique of the exorcist versus the Taoist natural law.

Liu Wenliang was filled with negative energy, which transformed into evil spirits flying around him, with a brush clenched in his hand; Chen Gong, dressed in a blue robe, walked towards Liu Wenliang step by step, with a righteous spirit flowing in his chest.

The Confucian ghost scholar lineage versus the Confucian righteous lineage.

Qu Youzhi called back each shadow puppet, infusing them with spirituality. The originally palm-sized shadow puppets turned into the size of adults, but their shapes were still as thin as paper.

The figures of Chu Mo and Yao Guangxiao appeared on the bloody battlefield. Chu Mo looked around leisurely, while Yao Guangxiao turned the Buddhist beads, and a faint shadow of Buddha condensed.

Qu Youzhi walked very carefully step by step, and slowly saw a monk in black appearing in front of him. He looked like a Buddha with a shining aura, but also had a bit of evil in him.

Qu Youzhi knew that the monk in front of him was his opponent. With a fierce light flashing in his eyes, he ordered the shadow puppets to attack without saying a word.

With the silk thread in his hand controlled by his nimble fingers, the shadow puppet launched a series of sharp attacks, but unfortunately they were blocked by the Bodhisattva image condensed by the Buddha's light.

After failing to hit the target, Qu Youzhi took a step back and opened his hands slightly. He saw the shadow puppets turning around, surrounding Yao Guangxiao, and stabbing out with the weapons in their hands.

Chu Mo, who was watching the battle from a distance, looked at the shadow puppet's figure and felt an endless sense of familiarity in his heart. Suddenly, a memory appeared in his mind, and Chu Mo finally recognized the shadow puppet.

The shadow puppets controlled by silk threads here are the people who followed my father back then. They are exactly the same in appearance and in the makeup they wore when performing on the stage.

What is going on? Why did Qu Youzhi make the shadow puppets into this shape after killing them? It can't be for commemoration. There must be some unknown secret.

As Qu Youzhi controlled more and more shadow puppets, Yao Guangxiao no longer sat there. He stood up, and the Buddhist beads in his hand turned into bullet-like weapons. With the blessing of Buddha's light, he destroyed two shadow puppets in just one encounter.

The Buddhist beads flew back automatically, and Yao Guangxiao pointed his finger, and the Buddhist beads flew in another direction again.

There were two people, one controlling the shadow puppet and the other controlling the Buddhist beads. They fought back and forth and collided with each other. As time passed, the movements of their hands became faster and faster. In a short period of time, they fought for no less than a hundred rounds.

But the two were still fighting hard, but if you look closely, you will find that the beads in Yao Guangxiao's hand seem to be lighter and more flexible. In addition, the number of Buddhist beads far exceeds the number of shadow puppets, so some of the beads will slip through the net and hit the shadow puppets from time to time, wiping out some of their spirituality.

Whenever a shadow puppet falls down, Qu Youzhi will add another one, as if the number of shadow puppets is endless.