Chapter 1701: 7 Saint Marks or 8 Saint Marks

"Is there a problem? What's the problem?" Bai Yingjun frowned and asked.

It was a matter of life and death, Liu Lang mustered up his courage, and pointed to the lower right corner of the broken formation diagram, "Master Bai, look at this place, are there a little less of the seven holy patterns?"

"A little less?" Bai Yingjun was taken aback, and asked, "Then how many do you think are suitable?"

"I think the eight holy patterns look more pleasing to the eye." Liu Lang squeezed out a smile and said tentatively.

"Pleasant to the eye?" Bai Yingjun's nose was about to smoke, and he pointed at Liu Lang and shouted: "This is a fucking formation, a combination of holy patterns, you talk to me about pleasing to the eye? Do you think painting? If you really want to draw, I'll draw you a picture of a chicken pecking rice, wouldn't it be more pleasing to the eye?"

"That's not what I meant." Liu Lang looked embarrassed, thinking about how to explain. He definitely couldn't talk about Miaomiao's existence. If he did, Miaomiao would definitely be caught by Bai Yingjun and sliced ​​up for research.

But, without talking about meow, how can you convince Bai Yingjun?

At this moment, Bai Yingjun spoke again, "Liu Lang, are you afraid? Tell you, it's useless to be afraid. Now, there are only two ways in front of you. Seal it, or, I will throw you off the bridge of blood right now."

This is an ultimatum.

Liu Lang could clearly feel the murderous aura on Bai Yingjun's body. This kind of murderous aura never appeared even when Bai Yingjun threw out those dozens of fairyland cultivators and asked them to build a bridge of blood .

Obviously, handsome bai was really angry.

"Okay, I'll break the seal now!" Liu Lang gritted his teeth and said to Bai Yingjun.

Although Bai Yingjun didn't say it himself, Liu Lang can guess that the time spent by Bai Yingjun to study Lanshan may be calculated in ten thousand years. It is obviously impossible to deny Bai Yingjun's research results with a few words of. After all, in the eyes of handsome Bai, he is just a mortal who knows nothing about the holy pattern.

What's more, Liu Lang didn't know whether to have seven holy patterns or eight holy patterns. In this case, it was useless to talk to Bai Yingjun.

Bai Yingjun will not seriously consider the questions he raised.

"That's right, as long as you successfully break the seal, I will settle all your troubles!" Bai Yingjun immediately changed his expression, and Liu Lang wrote a bad check with a happy smile.

"As long as Lord Bai doesn't kill the donkey, I will be thankful. I can solve the trouble myself." Liu Lang smiled, turned to the direction of the mountain gate, took a deep breath, and concentrated on observing the change of the seal.

Bai Yingjun opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he held back in the end, fearing that it would affect Liu Lang.

However, Bai Yingjun didn't just look at it like this. He picked a long branch and used the branch as a baton to point out to Liu Lang the approximate location of the weak point of the seal.

As for the timing of the shot, it was up to Liu Lang to grasp it himself.

After all, Bai Yingjun couldn't judge the exact time when the weakness appeared. If he waited for the corresponding holy pattern to appear before giving the order, Liu Lang would have no time to react.

Liu Lang's gaze was fixed on the place Bai Yingjun pointed at.

In his mind, he kept repeating the pattern in the upper left corner of the broken formation diagram. He didn't know the specific meaning of each holy pattern, nor did he know how to combine the corresponding holy patterns.

What is the effect, I only know that as soon as the combination of holy patterns in the formation diagram appears, he will immediately attack, using his true · Geshan Da Niu, to attack steadily and ruthlessly.

When preparing just now, Liu Lang was still very nervous, worried that if he made a mistake, he would give his life here. However, when he was about to make a move, Liu Lang calmed down instead.

The heart is like still water.

At this moment, all he could see was the ever-changing seal in front of the mountain gate.

"Appeared!"

After a while, Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun's eyes lit up at the same time, almost instinctively, Liu Lang unhesitatingly shot out the mental power that had been accumulated for a long time in the sea of ​​consciousness, which was about to be transformed into true energy.

This ray of energy accurately hit the several holy patterns marked in the formation diagram, and the mountain gate was shaken immediately, and on the seal, there was a ripple centered on those several holy patterns.

"It works! That's it! That's it!"

How high Bai Yingjun jumped, and he forgot that it would affect Liu Lang. He worked hard for hundreds of thousands of years and tried many times, but he couldn't change the seal in the slightest. Now, when Liu Lang made a move, it caused the mountain gate to vibrate , the agitation of the seal. This means that his previous inference was correct, the method of breaking the formation that Liu Lang showed earlier is also effective for the seal on Shanglanshan.

Although the attack this time did not really break through this weak point, but there is a good saying that as long as you work hard enough, you can grind an iron rod into a needle, and Bai Yingjun feels that the future is bright.

"Successful!"

Liu Lang was also excited, but his excitement was different from Bai Yingjun's. Bai Yingjun was excited because Liu Lang's attack had an effect on the seal, but Liu Lang was excited because his true - Fighting a Bull from the Mountain was successfully displayed.

Moreover, Liu Lang can be sure that this time he is not trying his luck, but has really grasped the key point of transforming spiritual power into real energy. This is a qualitative leap.

"Don't be distracted, go on, go on!"

At this time, Bai Yingjun finally calmed down and reminded Liu Lang in a low voice.

Liu Lang woke up immediately, pulled himself together, and looked directly above the mountain gate. This is where the second weak spot on the seal appeared, and there were instructions on the formation map.

And handsome Bai's baton was also pointed there accurately.

"Appeared!"

Only ten seconds later, the second weak spot on the seal appeared, this one was the six holy patterns.

Liu Lang aimed at the six holy patterns and blasted out with all his strength.

The mountain gate was shocked again.

"Successful again!" Liu Lang swallowed a mouthful of spit, and after finding that wonderful feeling, he felt that performing the "truth" was as easy as drinking cold water.

You must know that this is not only the ability to break the formation, Hou Sheng, who was in the early stage of the Great Immortal, couldn't bear it, which means that he will have the capital to confront the Great Immortal cultivator head-on in the future.

And Liu Lang is only now at the Great Consummation of the Profound Core Realm.

Not relying on treasures, but relying on one's own strength to fight across two great realms, not to mention in the history of the Three Realms, even in the history of the entire starry sky world, I'm afraid it has never happened before.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang was very proud.

"It's really fighting cattle across the mountain!"

"It's really fighting cattle across the mountain!"

In less than two minutes, Liu Lang successfully bombarded the seal eight times, and none of the first eight weak points of the seal was spared. However, Liu Lang's "Talking the Bulls Over Mountains" did not make a single mistake.

If it wasn't for Liu Lang who would continue to break the seal, Bai Yingjun wished he could hug Liu Lang and kiss him hard.

Bai Yingjun suppressed the joy in his heart, waved the branch in his hand, and pointed to the lower right corner of the mountain gate, which was the last weak point. As long as this one is successful, the rest is just a matter of time.

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