Volume 2, Chapter 204: Nine-bend Yellow River Formation.
At this moment, everyone's pupils constricted and their eyes were fixed on the black coffin.
Since everyone arrived here, they have focused their attention on Ye Tingmu, and no one noticed the black coffin.
When they took a closer look at this moment, everyone gasped and greed appeared in their eyes.
They knew very well that this thing was good.
Absolutely good stuff, absolutely extraordinary.
Human nature is greedy.
At this moment, they suddenly understood why the child in front of them had a conflict with the people from Ci Chen Palace.
A strange color also flashed across the angry eyes of the powerful celestial being from Ci Chen Palace who was standing in the air.
He stared at the black coffin, shocked but also suddenly enlightened.
"So that's how it is. Is it all because of this thing?"
Soon, the corners of his mouth were no longer as vicious as before, but were filled with self-mockery.
He had told his brother-in-law more than once that a gentleman should earn money in a proper way.
Now it seems that his death was caused by greed, and it was not unjust.
But who doesn't like treasures? He also took a fancy to this thing.
Suddenly, when everyone focused their attention on the black coffin.
But behind the coffin, it only adds a sad song.
"Autumn Moon over Clear Lake" suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and its sound resounded for thousands of miles.
It is long and continuous, with both level and oblique tones coexisting.
The music is pleasing to the ears, touching the heart, and moving.
A moment later, a black shadow leaped into the sky.
Landed steadily on the coffin.
Ye Tingmu's eyes flashed with cold light.
The jade flute in his hand points to the sky.
"You are not worthy to use a sword before me."
He made a hand gesture with one hand and swung the bamboo flute across the sky.
"The three elements of the ten directions arise, and heaven and earth are filled with wonderful sounds."
"rise....."
"Ten Absolute Formations: Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation..."
The words fell.
Above the bamboo flute, golden light shines brightly.
Between heaven and earth, a hundred miles in radius.
A huge formation rose from the ground.
The golden light pillars crisscrossed densely.
Above the sky, dark patterns began to increase.
An ancient atmosphere permeates this place.
The immortals rushed back.
They all fled from here.
There was fear in Gongsun Xi's eyes.
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is a large formation that can only be used by ancient gods.
Today, it reappeared here, outside the burial ground.
Who is the boy in front of me?
Other people's ideas are very similar to his.
Even as this moment faded, the shock in my heart remained.
This is a formation left over from ancient times. Although it does not look as terrifying as described in ancient books.
It looked more like a remnant of the formation, but even so, it was enough to scare these people.
Especially those in the fairyland can smell the breath of death from this formation.
The formation lasted for a few breaths.
This place was isolated from the outside world.
Countless golden runes shroud this place.
The light emitted is dazzling, making the sky and the earth sparkle.
At this moment, the powerful celestial being in the formation felt that his cultivation was suppressed.
He could even sense that this array of golden light was devouring and absorbing his spiritual energy.
He also did not dare to be careless. The anger in his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by caution.
"Who are you?"
"The one who wants you dead."
"Arrogant, I admit that your formation is strange and comes from ancient times, but it is only a remnant formation. You can't kill me with just this formation."
He spoke in a low voice, and the sword in his hand became more fierce again.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you have the ability, break the formation!" Ye Tingmu replied, putting the bamboo flute to his lips.
The man stopped hesitating and swung his sword, slashing down and starting to break the formation.
"Then I will do as you wish, break this formation, and take your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was drawn and the sad wind howled.
Countless sword lights increased and slashed towards the light curtain.
Ye Tingmu lowered his eyes.
It is true that this formation can suppress the opponent's cultivation, but it is impossible to trap him forever.
It's only a matter of time before it's broken.
He now has two choices. Choice one is to run away, run back to the burial ground and hide.
Option two, kill him.
The risk of choosing one is whether you have time to run back before this person breaks the formation.
There are also those people in secret. After seeing the coffin block the attack, they must know that it is extraordinary. If I run away and take the coffin with me, will they attack me secretly?
This is the risk.
At this time, he could not release the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. If there was a celestial-level strongman among those who took action, he would most likely die.
Or you can choose to throw away the Kunlun wood.
Of course, he didn't consider such things. Even a fool knew that this thing must be of great use, otherwise so many people wouldn't be eyeing this coffin.
As for option two, now that this person's cultivation is suppressed, I might be able to kill him, but the price is to abandon all the forbidden techniques.
It would be fine if this person was killed, but if not, it would be troublesome.
After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to take a chance and choose the latter.
He thought that if he killed this man in front of these people, as long as he was not weak, he would definitely be able to intimidate them.
The most direct way to eliminate other people's greed is to make them fearful or despair.
Tell them with your powerful strength that if you rob, you will die, and die miserably.
It's no use just saying this, it needs to be done.
What he has to do now is to slaughter the people in front of him and let them see how powerful he is so that they will be afraid to act rashly.
At this time, the powerful celestial being was still trying to break the formation.
Ripples appeared in the formation from time to time.
The sound of the sword was like a trapped beast, roaring from time to time.
Feeling the golden light emitted by the runes on the array wall, it dimmed from time to time.
Ye Tingmu knew clearly that if he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
In that case, let's cover your territory with fire before you break through the formation.
He whispered.
"Feel the crushing despair, you foolish man."
He said this to the people in the formation, and also to the people around who were still watching in secret.
As the words fell, the music began.
This song is called: "Jiang Han Shu Qing"
When the song began, an ominous premonition surged over the powerful celestial being in the early stage who was trapped in the formation.
He gritted his teeth, the spiritual power around him became more violent, and the sword in his hand became sharper.
He knew in his heart that the music was very strange. Just when the ancient formation was set in motion, a piece of music had been playing.
Now the song begins.
This kid must be using forbidden techniques again.
He must seize the time and break this formation.
Otherwise, with his cultivation suppressed and the strength of only a half-step Xuanxian, he might really be killed by this kid.
But don't forget that this kid summoned an iceberg before.
Killing a fifth-grade immortal was even easier, so he naturally didn't dare to be arrogant.
"Ah... break it for me."
At this moment, Ye Tingmu's fingers also stopped.
The sound of the flute also stopped abruptly.
Between heaven and earth.
Above the formation.
Suddenly, countless black whirlpools appeared densely.
Each one has a diameter of hundreds of meters.
Layer upon layer, overlapping.
And it is still increasing, more and more.
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