It has to be said that it is not without reason that Monk Fusheng was reused by the Buddha after the death of his four disciples.
Trapped in the formation, he found the most correct way to escape in a very short period of time.
There is no doubt that escaping underground is the best way.
The drum sound is isolated underground and can cover a limited range, which gives Monk Fusheng a chance to breathe.
Monk Fusheng ran all the way in front, his drums beating like hammers, and he kept chasing after him.
Now we are underground, there is no place to hide.
If he was chased, Monk Fusheng would have to be hammered into a pulp.
Fortunately, Monk Fusheng was quite lucky. After he fled quickly for a while, the drum sound behind him gradually disappeared.
Monk Fusheng turned around and saw that the members of the Void clan who had transformed into ten thousand drums and array spirits stopped about ten meters away from him.
No more pursuit
More than ten meters, to them, this is a blink of an eye.
What does it mean if you don’t pursue him at this time?
Monk Fusheng’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he had obviously realized the key to the matter.
"I"
"I have left the range of your formation," Monk Fusheng said proudly.
Monk Fusheng was very proud, but the Void clan who became the spirits of the Ten Thousand Drums array almost died of anger on the spot.
A little bit.
Seeing that he was just a little bit close, he chased Monk Fusheng.
The member of the Void Clan, known as the Ten Thousand Drum Array Array Spirits, had a sullen face and mocked, "Humph"
"You just ran in the opposite direction to the exit of Guixu. Now, It's far away from the exit of Guixu."
"I just managed to escape for a while. If you want to go back, I don't know how many formations you will face."
"Don't even think about escaping from the underground. Our whereabouts have been discovered, and the underground formation is also waiting for you."
"Is it possible that you think you will be so lucky every time you fall into the formation?"
After hearing this threat, Monk Fusheng’s expression suddenly changed.
From the original pride, he turned into a look of sadness.
He knew that the Void clan who had turned into formation spirits in front of him had no reason to lie to him.
Since the Void clan in front of us can become a formation spirit.
Then, other Void clans will definitely be able to become formation spirits.
There are quite a few remnants of the Void Clan. I’m afraid that the entire formation in Guixu now has the formation spirits of the Void Clan.
For the formation of the sky, Monk Fusheng has seen the forbidden air formation, and for the formation of the earth, he has seen the Ten Thousand Drums Formation.
Since both heaven and earth have formations, then there must be formations underground as well.
Moreover, I just ran away in a panic, but I couldn't tell the direction underground.
Monk Fusheng escaped in the opposite direction. He is now farther and farther away from the entrance and exit of Guixu.
If you want to leave now, you will undoubtedly have to go through nine or eighty-one difficulties.
However, even if the road to escape from Guixu is extremely difficult and dangerous, Monk Fusheng still has to give it a try.
Run away and you might die.
If you don’t escape, you will definitely die.
Thinking of this, Monk Fusheng changed direction, bypassed the Ten Thousand Drums Formation, and fled towards the exit of Guixu.
He chose to escape above ground rather than underground.
I just went underground because the underground can isolate me from sonic attacks.
When avoiding the Ten Thousand Drums Formation area, it is obviously a more rational choice to go on the ground.
If you encounter danger underground, it is not that easy to avoid it.
Relatively speaking, it is much simpler.
Monk Fusheng was trapped in the formation, and the situation on Moko's side was even worse.
Moko accidentally fell into a large formation.
While walking, Moko felt a numbness in his scalp and a chill in his spine.
He had a premonition that the surroundings were extremely dangerous.
Moko slowly turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes were wide and his pupils were dilated, with an incredible expression.
He saw himself standing behind him.
Yes, there was another Moko standing under the tree dozens of meters behind him.
What was most incredible to Moko was that the Moko under the tree looked and smelled exactly like him.
It is clear that Moko under the tree is fake, but Moko himself cannot see any clues.
"Who are you?" Moko asked with a cold face.
"Who are you?" Moko under the tree also asked with a cold face.
"I am Moko, why are you pretending to be me?" Moko replied, with anger in his voice.
"I am Moko, why are you pretending to be me"
"I am Moko, why are you pretending to be me"
"I am Moko, you Why are you pretending to be me?"
After Moko answered under the tree, the same reply sounded from the woods, bushes, and mountains in all directions.
Moko was stunned, following the sound and scanning his surroundings. His whole body was frozen there.
In the woods, bushes, and mountains in all directions, Moko appeared out of thin air one after another. They stood there blankly, staring at Moko.
Moko was stunned.
He thought to himself, you are all Moko, then who am I?
"You bastard, how dare you pretend to be me"
"Damn it."
"You bastard, how dare you pretend to be me"
"Damn it"
"Son of a bitch"
What did Moko say? "Moko" from all directions He will also say what he said.
Soon, Moko realized something was wrong.
Moko did not hesitate and directly offered the magic weapon given to him by the Demon Lord and cried.The mourning stick was thrown at the fake Moko in all directions.
The mourning stick bloomed with dark light and swept towards the fake Moko.
The next moment, I saw these fake Moko, under the power of the mourning stick, like broken mirrors, turned into a pile of fragments.
"Mirror"
When Moko saw the scene in front of him, his face showed an expression of sudden realization.
He was ready for a bloody battle, but to his surprise, it was himself reflected in the mirror.
No wonder, these fake Mokos just said whatever he said.
Whatever moves he makes, these fake Mokos also make moves.
Moko in these mirrors just looks exactly like him, but when they really get into a fight, his secret is completely exposed.
Fake Moko has no fighting power at all.
"Is it a formation composed of mirrors?"
"It has no lethality, it should be a trapping formation"
"You want to trap me, it's just a fool's errand" After Ke made his judgment, he wanted to break out of this formation.
At this time, he was surrounded by "fake Moko" in all directions, and each "fake Moko" represented a mirror.
These "fake Moko" are scattered all over the world, in all directions. If Moko wants to leave, he must smash all these mirrors.
Moko took out the mourning stick and swept it around continuously. The fake Moko around him was swept into pieces by him.
However, the fake Moko around seemed endless. He didn’t know how many of them were broken, but there were still many around.
One mirror was broken, and tens of millions of mirrors were counted.
Although these "fake Moko" did not fight back or resist, the continuous use of mourning sticks was also very draining for Moko.
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