The evening breeze is slightly cool.

Chen Dong stood on the rooftop like a sculpture, looking at the north, frowning and thinking.

The demonic agitation in his body made his heart beat wildly.

The Buddha and the Demons confront each other.

It can be sensed from thousands of miles away, which is really shocking.

When he was in the snow field before, although he could echo Master Kongkong, there was still a distance limit in the end.

And now, thousands of miles apart, there are more than a little more than before on the snow field!

And in this silent process.

He could clearly sense that the demonic nature in his body became more and more restless, just like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage, eager to struggle out of the cage.

And there is only one possibility... that is, Master Kongkong's Buddha nature is rising wildly in a very short period of time!

In this surge.

Because of the Buddha nature, Chen Dongneng's demonic nature in his body became restless.

On the contrary, Master Kongkong is the same!

But this surge in Buddha nature was definitely not coming to him.

But because of something, Master Kongkong's Buddha nature soared too fiercely, and it was rippling here that the two echoed each other.

It's like throwing a stone into a pool of water, splashing ripples. The place where the stone falls is the center, but the ripples can spread far and far.

“Master, what are you going through?”

Chen Dong's eyes were complicated and extremely curious.

Buddha nature and demon nature are like the Taoist heart of a warrior.

A surge means an increase in strength!

Now that Master Kongkong's Buddha nature is rising rapidly, his strength is rising rapidly.

But Chen Dong racked his brains and found it difficult to understand what the reason for this surge is!

Master Kongkong is not like him. He was genetically modified and strengthened little by little since he was born, which led to the only miracle in the long river of history that transformed the Taoist heart seed into his own use.

Without these countless possibilities, it is impossible for a normal person to have a rocket-like eruption in such a short time.

But, things are happening!

a long time.

Chen Dong closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath.

When the turbid air is slowly exhaled.

He shook his head: "Let him go, what do you have to do with me?"

After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs.

And in the villa garden.

Old Long sat quietly on the swing and looked at the rooftop.

Finally, his old face showed helplessness and shook his head slightly: "Young master, I still haven't come out after all."

...

The fierce battle in the Northern Region has become the focus of attention in the world.

Countless pieces of information are always like snowflakes, flying to all parts of the world.

Compared with the artillery fire in the northern region, Shura Prison Field.

All over the world, because of betting, there are all storms.

Calmness exists only among ordinary people.

All the wealthy families and forces were involved in this vortex and affected.

One battle determines life and death.

After betting on wealthy families and forces outside the domain, they did not watch the wall after transporting resources.

This is a battle related to the final result.

These wealthy families and powerful giants are not stupid enough to wait for the harvest.

Although there was no movement on the surface, there were undercurrents surging wildly.

After Mr. Long announced that the Chen family forces would clear the Honghui.

The "war" ignited everywhere in the region has increased instead of reducing.

Some wealthy families and powerful giants simply took the initiative to directly participate in it.

In the Yangyang Domain, there are smoke everywhere and riots.

All forces are joining this war with their own skills.

And Mobei is now even more surging!

The resources embezzled by the Chen family were nothing more than divided into two parts, one was sent to Zhenjiangcheng and one was sent to Junlin Group.

Anyone with discerning eyes knows that there are monsters, let alone the heads of wealthy families and powerful tyrants.

The ancient city of wind.

Stars and moons in the sky.

The yellow sand is long.

The stars in the sky are howling with gusts of wind and sand, sometimes hazy and sometimes clear, giving people a psychedelic illusion that seems real or false.

On a broken wall, Zhao Polu sat cross-legged on it, wrapped in a black cloak, covering the wind and sand.

His eyes were shining brightly, like an eagle and falcon, tightly clunging around him.

But this kind of extreme concentration is also the most mind-consuming.

The thick dark circles made him look extremely tired.

Suddenly, the whistling sound of wind and sand in the distance changed a little.

A cold light burst into Zhao Polu's eyes and locked in an instant.

"It's me!"

Jiang Qilin's figure walked out of the wind and sand.

“Solved?”

Zhao Polu relaxed.

“Solved.”

Jiang Qilin frowned and walked to Zhao Polu with doubts: "I'll change your defense, you can go and have a rest."

"Something else happened?"

Zhao Polu saw Jiang Qilin's strangeness.

"Did you just notice that there are any other special power fluctuations in these formations?"

Jiang Qilin pondered for a second, but still asked.

Based on the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts", Qin Ye set up a large number of formations near this ancient city of Fengbo to protect the laboratory under the ruins of the ancient city.

And now among them, they are the only ones who can control the formation.

Jiang Qilin relies on talent and a large number of formations to study.

Zhao Polu gained a deep understanding of the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" because of Xu Qingfeng's inheritance.

A large number of formations can still play a role even if no one controls them.

But if someone controls it, the formation will be alive and can change based on different situations.

Without anyone to control it, a mere dead array can only be trapped, locked, killed, and psychedelic...

As a formation control person, you can sense the changes of every grass and tree in the formation!

"No, the power of your pursuit of those hidden people just now was just fluctuating."

Zhao Polu shook his head and said blankly.

"That's strange."

Jiang Qilin rubbed his chin and thought to himself: "Are you just launched the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts"?"

"There's nothing. Why should I launch this array before the necessary moment?"

Zhao Polu simply shook his head.

The doubts on Jiang Qilin's face became even stronger.
To be continued...