Chapter 9： Dazhen Xianwei

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A group of people walked in the fog like white sugar gourds, pulling the red rope in their hands. Zhuo Fan walked at the front, followed by Sun Butler holding his clothes firmly in the back to prevent him from running away.

Because the fog is too big, even the two people next to each other can't see each other's figure at all, so everyone can only use the sense of touch to stay close to each other to prevent loss.

When everyone came to the center of the misty forest, and no one could escape from here, Zhuo Fan stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Sun Guanjia froze, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and the hand holding Zhuo Fan's clothes tightened unconsciously.

Zhuo Fan smiled wickedly, "Zhou Fan, I will send you here. The path of Huang Quan is still up to you."

Suddenly startled, Sun Guanjia realized that he was in a trap. Can't help but close, Zhuo Fan pulled to the side, and then photographed with a palm.

With a touch, the clothes shattered into pieces. But what was wrapped in the clothes was not Zhuo Fan, but a thick piece of wood.

This ... When did this kid get away?

The steward Sun looked at all this with surprise, but along the way, he kept guarding Zhuo Fan to prevent him from cheating, but unexpectedly let him run away.

"Quick, return the same way." Sun Butler quickly turned around, anxiously said.

Hearing his words, the crowd immediately dragged the red string back.

However, at this moment, the last person shouted in the mist: "It's not good anymore, the red rope back is broken."

Hearing this, the crowd was ashamed when faced with a thunderstorm. In a fog, without red rope guidance, how can they return safely?

Sun Guanjia even stomped his teeth with his teeth: "Damn, he was put on by this little rabbit."

"Come here, bring that surnamed Pang."

"Sun Manager, it's not good, the Pang surname is gone."

"Asshole!"

Sun Butler hit the ground fiercely, punching the ground into a big hole one meter square.

He would never have thought that he had worked his way through the whole life, step by step, and ended up in the hands of a stinky kid.

"Stinky boy, the old man crossed more bridges than you walked. Don't think that a small misty forest can trap the old man." Sun Guanjia shouted to the sky, "You must break you when you wait for the old man Ten thousand dead bodies. "

"Hehehe ... Then you will never have this opportunity."

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan's light laughter sounded in the misty forest, and the faint white mist gradually became red with blood at the next moment.

"What's the matter, the fog turns red!"

Everyone looked at the changes in the surrounding environment with shock, and there was a look of panic in their eyes. Even if these people are killing bloodless bandits, they have never seen such a weird thing.

"Sun Manager, you are well-informed, this ... what's going on?"

A bandit shouted anxiously, but no one responded. When he touched back and forth, he could never find a figure again, as if everyone disappeared at once, leaving him alone.

The other people's experience was exactly the same as him. All the people who were connected by a red rope had disappeared.

Sun Butler looked at all of this, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, murmured: "This ... this is ... the formation!"

After all, Sun Guan, who has lived for most of his life, is well-informed, but the more he sees, the more he knows the power of this formation, and the more frightened he is.

All the formation methods are borrowed from the power of the world. With just one manipulator, you can kill a dozen or so dozens of equal strength in the formation, and its power is simply not measurable.

However, he never thought that they would be trapped in a formation.

"Zhuofan, you ... who are you?"

The steward Sun shuddered, with deep fear in his eyes like never before.

He can finally see now that Zhuofan is not an ordinary person at all, how can ordinary people understand the formation? If Zhuo Fan showed him the formation at the beginning, he didn't even have the courage to pursue him.

Luo Yunshang, who was in control of the entire array, understood the situation in the array. At this time, he did not consciously look at Zhuo Fan beside him, his eyes full of curiosity.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhuo Fan still kept Gu Jing's impenetrable face and said lightly: "Kill!"

kill!

Luo Yunshang heard the instruction, and the trick in his hand changed immediately.

Suddenly, the blood-red mist suddenly changed into pure black, swallowing everyone into the thick black mist. If they just couldn't see others before, at this time, they would not even see themselves at all.

Only in ears, the wailing wailing resounded, as if thousands of ghosts were around.

Loneliness and fear made their hearts completely lose their resistance, and a stream of black air rushed into their bodies without obstruction.

They only feel that their mind, body and soul are being swallowed by something, but they simply cannot resist it.

At this moment, they had nothing but fear in their eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed with excitement, and one shone away from Luo Yunshang, came to another burst of eyes, and sat down cross-legged.

All formations recorded in the Nine Nine Secret Records can be linked to the Heavenly Demon Dahua recipe.

Now that all the people in the formation have been demonized, then he will draw all the people's powers ...