Speaking of formation, Ye Chen closed his thoughts, stood still, and mobilized the word Dunjia Tian with his thoughts.

The character Dunjia Tian is dazzling and the sound of the Dao Tian is lingering. Under Ye Chen's urging, it is based on the Eight Trigrams and arranged and combined. Then there are talismans flying out and are arranged in a direction, in line with the character Dunjia Tian.

Then, there are the formation patterns, Ye Chen's sacrifice to the Taoist principles, blending with the power of blood, and portraying them one by one, connecting the talisman and the word Dunjia Tian. The magic array first appeared in its prototype, and the formation foot began to change.

The Human King sat on the rock, holding his chin with one hand, looking bored, his expression was not too big. Ye Chen's talent was not low, but his ability to create a formation could only barely meet his expectations.

In other words, as a preacher and practitioner, he had too high expectations for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was just talking nonsense, and was still carving the array patterns.

Although he was not good at magic arrays back then, he was not knowledgeable. He was able to set up simple arrays, which was a bit of a foundation. This time, he comprehended the method of making arrays and his understanding of them over the past ten years, so he was already a small success in the formation. The only shortcoming was the speed of array formation.

He stopped at some point.

Looking in front of you, the formation has been formed, and it is nothing surprising from the outside. But if you walk in, you will find that there is another world, which is a world where the world is dark, the wind and clouds are surging, and lightning is lightning and thunder are heard.

This is the first formation of Emperor Fuxi, a magic array that traps people. Although it is not as mysterious as the human king, it is 70% or 80% similar. It is no problem to trap an ordinary holy king-level monk.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen did not give birth to the spirit of formation and his power was much smaller.

The Human King stood up, carried the wine pot, swaying around, stepping into the magic circle in one step, and trying the formation with his body.

This guy was urinating. He was like walking in the formation in a leisurely manner. After three or five breaths, he walked out easily. With just a wave of his sleeve, he destroyed the formation, just like Ye Chen's formation. In his eyes, it was just a decoration. There was no pressure to go in and out, and it was even more relaxed to break the formation.

"The first time I created the Emperor's Fuxi Formation, it is rare to be of this level as valuable as you." The King of Humans took a sip of wine, "But the formation you created is full of flaws!"

"Give me time and I will be able to break through the mysteries." Ye Chen said.

"There are some time." The king of humans sat back on the rock again, "I gave you ten years, and there was no need to practice anything else. I only specialize in the first formation of Emperor Fuxi. I created the formation by myself and broke it by myself. Until you can raise your hand to set up this formation, not only has a formation, but also a formation spirit. Remember, no matter how change is, it will never leave its sect."

"Practice for a while, ten years?" Ye Chen frowned. He still knows how to calculate. Emperor Dao Fuxi's 9981st Form. If he practices for ten years in each formation, it would be a full eight hundred and ten years. This is just a conservative estimate. The more difficult the formation goes, it is possible. A series of 30 or fifty years is possible. At this time, it will take him more than a thousand years for an Emperor Dao Fuxi Formation.

"Ten years are long?" The King of Humans glanced at Ye Chen, "Do you know how many spring and autumn, eight hundred years, and eight hundred years have been spent in the past to understand the mystery of the formation."

As the man king said, he lay on the rock and continued, "Making a formation is like practicing Taoism, and the first formation is like condensing Qi realm, which is particularly important. What is built is the foundation. You should understand the principles."

"I understand." Ye Chen nodded, then turned around and continued to build a formation.

"You can teach me." The king of man closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He had to sleep for a long time.

On this side, Ye Chen took a deep breath and sacrificed the word Dunjia Tian.

He dared not slacken. Every array foot and every array pattern were extremely attentive. He had ten years to calm down. The truth that practice made perfect has been the truth since ancient times. At this moment, the speed of array deployment was indeed full, but it would gradually reach the realm of transformation as time goes by.

Half an hour later, the formation was completed.

He personally tried the formation, realized it in the formation, used the secret of the Eight Trigrams to see the flaws, then broke through the formation and continued to build the formation, time and time again, tireless, like a cold-blooded puppet.

In this way, a day passed quietly, and then two days, three days, one month, one year...

Creating a formation and breaking the formation seems to form a cycle of reincarnation.

It was during this cycle that his formation speed rose rapidly, and the formation flaws gradually became invisible. The magic array he set up also tended to be perfect through the transformation again and again.

In the third year, he can raise his hand to set up the formation.

In the fifth year, his formation gave birth to the spirit of the formation for the first time, and the formation had life.

In the tenth year, the formation was once again nirvana.

After ten years of construction, he built his foundation with great strength and truly understood the mystery of formation.

In the past ten years, the flowers faded and bloomed.

He built the formation for ten years, and the Human King also slept for ten years.

Over the past ten years, the starry sky has been quite uneasy.

The new generation is rising like bamboo shoots after a rain, and like the bright stars in the sky. The two most dazzling ones are the bodies of heaven and the sons of the earth, which have overwhelmed the glory of the new generation. The two have fought for ten years, but they have not decided a single victory or defeat. Every time they fight, they attract the attention of all sides.

Whenever I saw the body of heaven, people in the world could not help but recall a god of war. It was a legend that created an immortal myth. He slaughtered the emperor more than once, and he was the holy body Ye Chen.

After twenty years, Ye Chen was not seen, and there was no news about it, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Not only Ye Chen, but also Ye Chen's generation, as well as the emperor's sons of the heavens and the emperor's sons, all seemed to have evaporated from the world. In the past twenty years, few news about them have been heard.

Everyone knows that those ruthless people are hiding dormant and brewing new conquests.

And this peaceful period is not boring, and the struggle of a new generation has added fun to the world.

In a starry sky, a beautiful figure in purple clothes walked in the air, holding a magic bead in his hand, looking at it over and over again. The woman was only about twenty years old, with her black hair like water waves, her eyes were clear, and her facial features were exquisitely carved and jade-drinking. She was perfect, and her peerless face made everything dim.

At first glance, she looked familiar, looking very familiar, and looked very much like Chu Ling'er.

But she is not Chu Ling, but Chu Ling and Ye Chen’s precious daughter: Ye Ling.

Ten years ago, she is twenty-three years old, tall and graceful, like a fairy, already has the charm of Chu Ling back then, and has a very high talent. She is a real quasi-saint at a young age. She is the youngest quasi-saint in the heavens. In another year, she will probably break the record of the Emperor Nine Immortals.

In the past twenty years, her popularity has become even more important than the sons of heaven and the sons of earth.

Unlike the son of heaven and the son of earth, she is famous not only because of her talent but also her ability to cause trouble. It is wherever she goes, and it always makes people mess up.

For this reason, the world also gave her a name: the little devil in the world.

That's not a joke. The forces of the heavens are like guarding against her, just because whenever she goes, someone will always lose her treasures. If she is not careful, the Holy Son will be taken away by her and beaten up.

This is nothing. What's strange is that she has a strange problem. She always likes to tie up a saint and doesn't need ransom. She kidnapped her for a few days and then sent her back. After that, she was chased and killed by people all over the world.

Therefore, many sage masters of power will always run to Da Chu every few days, either asking for the treasure stolen by Ye Ling or looking for the saint who was kidnapped by Ye Ling, which made Chu Ling and the others extremely embarrassed. A group of mothers were so sad that they were made by this crazy girl.

Over time, the heavens had an unwritten rule. Anyone who lost his treasure or the saint would go to the Hengyue Sect of the Great Chu to chat and drink tea with Ye Chen's wife.

"Haoyue Divine Pearl, not bad, go back and give it to your mother." As he spoke, Ye Ling passed by another star field, picked up the divine Pearl, laughing, he was still very filial and knew how to bring gifts.

When she was leaving, she suddenly heard a loud shout from the starry sky behind her, "It's her, she's the one who catches her alive."

When you see, you will see a series of divine rainbows, either driving flying swords, mounts and spirit beasts, or flying clouds and fog. There are hundreds of people, with a huge momentum, and the starry sky is husking all the way.

Those individuals, who don’t know what origins are, only the leaders are three old saints, each with dark faces, and the people behind them are all running around with black faces, whirring all the way.

"The nose is really spiritual." Ye Ling saw it, turned around and ran. The speed was definitely inherited from the ancestors.

"Little devil, where can I run away?" The three old saints shouted and chased them desperately, "Give me back the divine beads."

"I picked it up." Ye Ling bulged his mouth, his confidence was a little lacking and he ran faster.

You can tell at a glance that this posture was picked up by someone else's house.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The starry sky became very lively because of their pursuit and escape, which caused monks from all over the world to come and check it out.

When he saw Ye Ling, the old guy stroked his beard, "Why is this girl so familiar?"

"I look quite like the Goddess without Tears, and I am most likely the daughter of the Holy Body. Over the years, she has been the one who has been the most noisy."

"This time, most of them have gone to someone's house to pick up things and were caught."

"Her style is the same as his father." Many people sighed, with a meaningful look on their faces. "There are talented people in the country who have emerged for hundreds of years. The Holy Body has been successors. One can defeat the body of heaven and the other can cause trouble, are all monsters."

"Little devil, you can't run away." As the four sides discussed, the three old saints crossed the starry sky, and each of them showed five-star lights, gathered a magic array, or a sealed array.

Ye Ling, who was still escaping, was imprisoned on the spot.

But this girl was very ambitious and broke through in just a moment. In the blink of an eye, she escaped thousands of feet.

Seeing this, the three old saints did not come up in one breath and almost blew blood. The magic circles that the three saints sacrificed together failed to seal a little quasi-saint. This old face was thrown to grandma's house.

But what happened next made them even more embarrassing. They chased them for at least tens of thousands of miles, but they didn't catch up.

"Ye Chen, you bitch." Helplessly, the three old saints started to curse, not scolding Ye Ling, but scolding Ye Chen.

"Hey, I dare to scold my dad." Not to mention, when they scolded, Ye Lingzhen in front of them stopped, rolled up her sleeves, Lingche's beautiful eyes, sparks bloomed, her long hair turned red, and an ancient divine pattern was depicted between her eyebrows. Her momentum instantly rose, reaching the saint.

Soon, the scene in the starry sky was a bit terrible.

Ye Ling stopped, and the three old saints also chased after him, but they were knocked over by one palm. There were also thousands of people behind the three saints who were also beaten by Ye Ling to fly all over the sky.

The lawless scene, the viewer swallowed his saliva, and the monks from all directions looked straight. One quasi-saint overturned three saints and thousands of powerful men. Ye Ling was even more terrifying than the holy body of that year. Those who didn't fight alone were all chosen by one group.

"No, we don't want it." The three old saints were timid and rolled and crawled in the starry sky.

"Call me, let you scold me." Ye Ling became more and more angry as he beat me. He was still a violent temper and had a tendency to do violence. He chased me all the way. If his father Ye Chen was here, he would definitely be very pleased.

It took me a long time to calm the starry sky.

Ye Ling clapped his hands and came out, chasing him all the way to someone's house, and tidied up and down one by one.
Chapter completed!