Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng did not write down this pattern. If you write it down, it is a dead formation!

Zhang Yifeng is comprehending why this formation is so natural. And compared to this formation, his formation lacked something.

Only in this way can he find the shortcomings and flaws of his own formation.

Another day passed, and Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes instantly. He picked up a branch from the ground and kept carving on the ground like a madman.

Half an hour later, he put his hands on the ground, released terrifying spiritual energy, and then let out a low drink.

"Level three killing formation, a hundred cuts!"

As soon as the voice fell, a formation barrier suddenly appeared around him, and a terrifying blade suddenly appeared in the barrier.

Clang, clang, clang!

These blades blocked the entire space and struck Zhang Yifeng from all directions.

Every time the knife falls, a burst of fire bursts out.

The reason there was fire was because Zhang Yifeng had used the Fighting Immortal Body.

After all the blades fell, Zhang Yifeng released his palm. Without the spiritual energy provided, the third-level formation disappeared.

Zhang Yifeng finally smiled.

It was obvious that the insights he had gained over the past few days had finally come to fruition, and he was finally able to successfully deploy a level three formation. Moreover, he came to this through his own understanding, rather than copying the pattern of the third-level formation.

There seems to be no difference between the two, and both can eventually lay out a third-level formation, but their meanings are different.

Although Zhang Yifeng is not an formation master, he also knows that the more powerful the formation is, the more it requires an understanding of the nature of heaven and earth. If you have no understanding, even if there is a peerless formation in front of you, even if you can copy it 100%, you will never be able to activate the formation, just because you lack the understanding of heaven and earth.

If the formations are so easy to describe, all cultivators can become powerful formation masters, because cultivators have very strong memories, and there will be absolutely no problem in copying the formations step by step. But in fact, the copied formations are dead, not alive.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng realized the third-level formation on his own, which shows that he is suitable for the path of formation. In the future, he will also have the confidence to use the fourth-level formation, the fifth-level formation, and even the more terrifying eighth-level and ninth-level killing formations. Be able to understand the Tao contained in it.

After depicting the third-level killing array, Zhang Yifeng improved the illusion array and trapping array based on his own understanding.

Every formation has been upgraded to level three.

With the arrangement, Zhang Yifeng discovered that his formation could continue to improve.

This is the so-called accumulation of thick and thin results. With a deeper understanding, improving the formation will get twice the result with half the effort.

"It's a pity that I don't have time to improve the formation. It's time to go to Qianhuanmen."

Zhang Yifeng murmured softly. He did not continue to improve the formation, but quickly walked out of the fog.

Because today is the ninth day of the lunar month, which is also the day when the messenger from the Hidden Sect arrives.

After leaving the maze, the sun has risen.

Zhang Yifeng followed the divine wind steps and performed the breath-holding technique to quickly go up the mountain.

But he did not go to the mountain in the end, but stopped halfway up the mountain, because at the mountain gate, all the disciples of Qianhuan Sect gathered together. They were neatly dressed and seemed to be welcoming some big shot.

Zhang Yifeng knew that these people were not greeting him, but were greeting the envoy early in the morning.

Zhang Yifeng stepped on his feet and jumped onto a large tree with lush branches nearby. Although his sight was blocked by the leaves, his consciousness was always capturing every move at the mountain gate.

This attention lasts for an hour.

An hour passed, but the messenger Qian Huan Sect was waiting for did not come at all.

"Master, who are we welcoming? Why haven't you come yet? Is it more powerful than the Qianhuan Sect?" A disciple asked his master. After all, the Qianhuan Sect is already one of the most powerful sects in the Kunlong Mountains. .

"Someone we can't afford to mess with."

"Are they from the Yin Sect?" the disciple asked again.

"Shh. There are some things that you just need to know in your heart. You don't need to say it out loud. Originally, you were not qualified to welcome the messenger, but this time is different. The sect master is dead, and we have to beg the messenger to help us."

"How long will it take for the messenger to arrive?"

"I don't know. The time when the messenger will come is not certain. We can just wait here."

Time passed, and another hour passed. The sun had risen to its highest point in the sky, and there was still no messenger.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was a little impatient, his consciousness captured a figure.

This is a middle-aged man with a tall stature and arrogant eyes.

Wearing a white windbreaker, with his hands behind his back, he slowly climbed up the mountain step by step.

Although his movement was very slow, it was ten meters in one step, and he appeared under the mountain gate in just a dozen steps.

"Interesting, interesting."

Seeing the middle-aged man, Zhang Yifeng smiled. Although things were exactly as he thought, he did not expect that the messenger would be this person.

"Here he comes, the envoy is here. Come and meet the envoy."

Under the mountain gate, an old man took the lead and bent down to salute the middle-aged man.

As soon as he made a move, hundreds of people behind him saluted simultaneously. and shouted to greet the messenger.

This battle is not a big one.

"Why is there such a big battle this time?" came a middle-aged plain voice. Although he said this, there was a smile on his lips. It was obvious that this way of greeting made him feel more comfortable.

"Huh? Why don't you see Xuanze Temple?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged voice became colder, and the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees. He found that Xuanze Temple was not among the people who greeted him.

If the master of a sect doesn't come to welcome him, what's the use of having so many people?

"Lord Messenger, please calm down. It's not that the sect master doesn't come to greet you, but that the sect master really can't come to greet you."

"Hmph, what's more important than welcoming me? Doesn't he want to be the leader?"

"My lord messenger, to be honest, the master of the sect is dead."

The elder spoke in a choked voice.

"Dead?" The middle-aged man's body trembled, and then he frowned and said, "In this secular world, there are indeed a few people who can kill him. But, do they dare? Those sects all know that your Qianhuan Sect has a backend . Could it be that your sect leader died accidentally."

"Lord Messenger, the sect master did not die accidentally. Please, Lord Messenger, make the decision for our Qianhuan Sect!"

The elder suddenly knelt down towards the middle-aged man. As soon as he knelt down, all the Qianhuan disciples knelt on the ground.

The middle-aged man nodded lightly and said one word domineeringly: "Say."

"Mr. Messenger, the sect master was killed by a man named Zhang Yifeng. This Zhang Yifeng was extremely arrogant. Even if the sect master told you about your existence, he would still kill you. He also said that the hidden sect is nothing. Come on. Kill one, come two and kill a pair!"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Yes! I want to see what Zhang Yifeng is capable of. Tell me his detailed identity. Is he the sect leader of any major force in the Kunlong Mountains?"