Chapter 205

In the end, Mingjing is responsible for the layout of the array, and Zifeng and halberd, under the constant guidance of one side, finally succeed in the layout of the enchantment array. The Phantom asked, "how destructive is this array?"

"At least you can kill those who live in Mingwen realm!" Purple Phoenix battle halberd complacently said.

At the top of the Ninth level are the exchange blood realm, the cave spring realm, the array realm, the Mingwen realm, and so on. At present, this array can kill those who are in the Mingwen realm. It's very powerful. You have to know that only the old monsters of ordinary aristocratic families have such accomplishments, and how can they kill a little warrior when they are all worshipped by various aristocratic families?

"This array is powerful enough, but I can't carry it with me. If we wait for the enemy to arrive, I'm afraid it's too late to arrange the array. Is there no way to get the best of both worlds? " Although the phantom is satisfied, it is still worried.

"Of course, just print these patterns into the corresponding magic weapon, and then use your real Qi to activate it. However, I suggest that you carve it in the magic weapon that you have bred, so that with the increase of your accomplishments, your magic weapon will become stronger! " Purple Phoenix battle halberd said.

"Self nurturing instrument? What kind of state does that have to be? " The phantom doesn't know anything about the things above the level 9 peak. When master Jinglei taught him the power of thunder and lightning, he said that his cultivation was shallow and he could not get involved in those things, so he didn't say much.

"Of course, only when you reach the level of inscription can you cultivate your own magic weapon. At that time, if you have another one that contains a Dharma array, you can look at it in the same level!" Purple Phoenix battle halberd did not notice the shadow more and more black face, still self-care said.

The magic weapon that can only be bred in Mingwen realm will be invincible in the same level? He has no rival in the same level now, OK? This is not the phantom's boast. He is the best in terms of speed, combat skills and physical firmness. What's the use of a magic array that can't cross levels?

"Is that useful? At that time, smelly boy is also the protector of Mingwen realm. Naturally, he is not afraid of those old monsters, but what should he do now? Don't say it's an old monster. You can't even beat a level 9 warrior. Isn't your enchanting array useless at all Haven't waited for the phantom to speak, the dark crystal on one side coolly said.

"Well, that's it!" Purple Phoenix and halberd remembered that the cultivation of the phantom was only at level 7. When the phantom looked at him, gritting his teeth and staring at himself, purple Phoenix and halberd suddenly had a cold war. "It doesn't matter. Don't you still have that tripod? You can also carve the array pattern on it. Although you can't say that you can suppress the strong in Mingwen realm, as long as you have enough Qi, it's OK to suppress the level 9 warrior. OK, maybe you can also deal with the weak in exchange for blood realm! "

The phantom knew that what it said was true. Although the tripod was evil enough, it was not bred by itself after all, and it was not sure whether it could carve the array pattern. But he didn't want to use the tripod, and the twilight iron had to recuperate in it. He was in poor health and couldn't stand the ups and downs. In addition to the small Ding, he had no other magic weapon to put the twilight iron in.

"That's not a good idea. If you think of another way, my father will have to rest in it." The phantom said firmly.

"Your ultimate goal is to go to the white tiger kingdom. Just find a big city to sit in the teleportation array. No matter how powerful those people are, they won't be able to catch up with the palace of the white tiger Kingdom, will they?" Zifeng and halberd are in a hurry at last.

The phantom's eyes suddenly brightened. Yes, why didn't he expect to have a teleportation array? As long as the successful access to the transmission array is not good? So the phantom went on the road again. This time, he didn't forget about the shadow. He simply absorbed a lot of magic crystal nuclei and needed to sleep, so he put them into the tripod together.

Half a day later, the phantom appeared in a grand city of rosefinch country. The area here is no smaller than that of the war-torn City, but it is full of prosperity, stability and peace. It is not like the war-torn city. Although people seem to be thriving on the surface, they are always confused.

The phantom went to the city to find out that there was a teleportation array to the white tiger Kingdom, but the price was very expensive, because it took a lot of Lingbao to start a teleportation array, otherwise it would not be enough to support the teleportation array. But it's hard for him. After all, he is a local tyrant now. After paying a large amount of gold coins, the phantom calmly boarded the battle.

Because there are so many people, many of them are pushed to the remote areas and may fall out of the transmission array if they are not careful. The transmission array is very dangerous in the process of transmission. If it falls outside, it is likely to be rushed into the space tunnel and killed instantly by the big split of the space.

At this time, the phantom is standing not far from the edge. Beside him is obviously a rich man. It can be said that there are too many people here. But the phantom found that the most central position is very spacious, not only not crowded, on the contrary, there are many chairs, some people sitting on it.

And there is a vacuum between those people and the people outside, and no one outside dares to cross the gap. In an instant, the phantom understood that there must be some big people who also boarded the transmission array, so they were pushed outside. In the center, there was a boy in a purple robe embroidered with gold thread.The boy was fourteen or fifteen years old. He was sitting in the middle of the room. He had sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, red lips and white teeth. Around him sat about a dozen middle-aged people, including two white haired elders. The phantom was secretly frightened. These people were unusual at first sight.

That kind of huge atmosphere makes people have a deep sense of oppression. No wonder no one dares to get close to it. At the same time, he noticed that not only the rich young man beside him, but also there were many such people nearby. They must have been pushed to the side because of the young man in the middle, right?

The rich man standing beside him was obviously in a bad mood. Originally, he spent a lot of money just to sit in the middle, which not only represents safety, but also represents high status. However, when boarding the teleportation array, there suddenly appeared such a group of people who pushed themselves to the periphery. They wanted to attack, but they were caught in each other's power. They could only suppress their anger.

All of a sudden, he saw the phantom around him looking at him. He was furious and yelled: "what are you looking at, bumpkin? Dare to have a look again. My young master kicked you out of the teleportation array and let you die in the space crack!"

Originally, the phantom just looked at him, and then turned to other places. But when he heard that, he immediately turned his eyes back. I really didn't see such an arrogant guy. Who did he think he was? Emperor Lao Tzu?

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me? Or are you too ugly to be noticed The phantom glanced at him and said coolly.

The rich man was in his twenties. His face was bluish white, and his eyes were like a cow. A white robe left by the wind was loosely worn on him. At first sight, it was a guy whose body was hollowed out by wine.

"What school are you from? You know who I am! " Rich childe raised a pair of turbid eyes, said condescending, just in a depressed mood, took the boy who didn't know what to do.

"The leader of my dog beating Gang loves to beat dogs!" He never likes to make trouble, but he is not afraid of it. In his previous life, he had been working in secret, and even his identity could not be exposed. His excessive forbearance made him feel very depressed. In this life, he wanted to change his way of living.

Some of the people nearby seem to have heard the overtones. They want to play music, but they dare not. After all, most people know this rich young man. Although he is immoral in doing all kinds of bad things, he has a grandfather who is extremely protective. It is said that the old man has already cultivated himself in the array. Few people dare to be brave.

"Dog beating Gang? You still want to help AI Dagou? How dare you even call yourself a gang leader? As soon as I hear your name, I know it's a pariah. My young master is a member of the Qilin sect. His name is Jin Yulin. How are you afraid? Now kneel down and beg for mercy for my young master. Maybe I will consider sparing your life! " Rich childe said.

"Qilin gate? Never heard of it. Is it famous? I don't think you look like a Kirin, but you look like a hun! " Phantom Zaba mouth, the old God in the said, very a pair of point Jiangshan meaning.

"The door? That's our friend from Qilin gate. Do you know the people from Chenmen? " Jin Yulin asked deliberately, and his arrogance was less. Chen's gate has something to do with their Qilin gate. It's not good if they offend them carelessly. They will be scolded by the old man when they go back.

"No, I don't know any people from the Chenmen. Our sect leader just thinks that you are more suitable to practice in the Chenmen. It's hard to eat!" The phantom continued to use his invincible venomous tongue to attack and said that he had been avoiding all kinds of pursuits these days, and his heart had been full of anger for a long time. Today, he just happened to meet this unfortunate man, so we should make an operation on him.

"What? Little boy, how dare you scold our young master! Somebody, throw him down Jin Yulin's blue and white face was a little ruddy because he was angry. He yelled at the two men nearby.

At this time, the transmission array sent out a violent jitter, which is the precursor of about to open. A middle-aged man sitting in the most central place took a look at the disturbance here, frowned and coughed softly, and said, "well, no nonsense on the transmission array!"

Although his voice was not very loud, he could hear the thunder in people's hearts. It was obvious that he was a top strong man, and his accomplishments could not be speculated.