At the same time, a crisp cracking sound came from the formation disk in Luo Qi's hand, and several cracks appeared out of thin air, almost splitting into two.
Roar
Roar
Roar
The disappearing puppet sand beasts rapidly reformed and reappeared, their numbers greatly increased, and the aura of each puppet sand beast had strengthened by an unknown amount.
"This... what is going on!"
The sneer on that person's face instantly froze.
Luo Qi's triumphant smile also solidified, and the shock and unease in his eyes rapidly intensified.
Liu Yubei and Liu Xiwei exchanged glances, and a stormy sea surged in their hearts.
No way!
Clearly, Luo Qi was about to succeed in breaking the formation, and the puppets had almost all disappeared, but why did such an unexpected change suddenly occur.
Could it be that Ling Fan's crow's mouth had come true?
Everyone couldn't help but panic.
Even Luo Qi had failed, and his formation disk was almost split in two. Who else could break this formation and save them from their predicament?
Elder Han's gaze was heavy. He glanced at Chu Tiange beside him, already thinking of a retreat.
If all else failed, he would have to protect Chu Tiange and force their way out. As for the others, they would have to fend for themselves.
"Brother Ling Fan, it really came true as you said, but what should we do? Those monsters seem even more terrifying."
Liu Xiran's small face turned as pale as a sheet from fright.
Liang Hutou was not flustered at all and comforted, "Second Miss Liu, don't be afraid. With my master here, this little danger is nothing."
He now had an almost absolute trust and admiration for Ling Fan.
It was as if as long as Ling Fan was present, there was nothing in the world that could stump him!
Liu Xiran looked at Ling Fan, who remained calm, and her heart finally settled a little.
Boom
Boom
Boom
More than a hundred puppet sand beasts appeared, and their auras had risen by another level compared to before. They attacked like a tide, instantly increasing the pressure on everyone.
In a single exchange, several more people were torn apart and ripped to shreds.
The screams were chilling.
Cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads, and a deep despair welled up in their hearts.
"Young Master Luo Qi, aren't you a formation successor of Miyun Mountain? You must have other trump cards, right? Hurry and use them to save us!"
Luo Qi gave a bitter smile and shook his head, saying, "The power of this formation far exceeded my expectations... I even broke the formation disk, and I have no other means..."
Hearing him say this, everyone became even more desperate.
"Brother Ling Fan, are we all going to die here... Is this how my elder brother disappeared in the ruins..."
Liu Xiran murmured, her eyes dim, her body trembling slightly.
Ling Fan rubbed her little head.
"Don't be afraid, Ranran. With me here, nothing will happen."
After speaking, Ling Fan stepped forward directly.
Liu Xiran was anxious and said, "Brother Ling Fan, what are you doing? It's dangerous."
The others also noticed Ling Fan and were stunned on the spot.
What did this trash want to do?
He was just a mere trash, did he think he was a savior!
"Hmph, why is this trash acting like a hero? An formation that even True Disciple Luo couldn't break with his formation disk, can this trash possibly do it?"
"Let him go to his death! Perhaps by attracting the attention of those puppets, he can buy us a little more time to live."
Many people thought maliciously.
Luo Qi snorted coldly, wishing Ling Fan would be torn to shreds by the puppets quickly.
What he, the formation successor of Miyun Mountain, couldn't do, and for Ling Fan, this trash, to even make a tentative move, was a great insult to him!
Liu Xiwei watched Ling Fan go to "seek death," and her expression was somewhat complex.
However, she shook her head, casting aside those complicated thoughts.
Someone like Ling Fan was destined not to be in the same world as her, and it was all the consequence of his own arrogance and overconfidence. Let him be.
In any case, no one was optimistic about Ling Fan.
The art of formation was extremely difficult and profound, how could a trash possibly break it?
Just as Ling Fan walked out of the defensive circle formed by the strong individuals.
Several puppet sand beasts in front immediately discovered him.
Roar!
The sand beasts roared, their terrifying massive bodies casting a vast shadow.
Just as everyone thought Ling Fan was doomed to die.
Ling Fan remained calm, as if strolling in his own backyard, walking leisurely.
The path he took was very strange, advancing, retreating, to the left, to the right.
And very strangely.
The puppets suddenly froze in place, as if they had lost their targets, and shifted their attention back to the other strong individuals.
Damn it!
Those strong individuals and geniuses were about to spit blood.
Ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped through their minds.
A living person was right in front of you monsters, and you didn't kill him, but instead focused on them.
Is there any justice in this world?
What had they done to deserve this?
Elder Han and the two elders from Miyun Mountain and Seven Star Cave all had solemn expressions, sensing something was amiss.
Luo Qi's heart suddenly jolted.
From Ling Fan's strange path, he seemed to catch a hint of something unusual.
Could this kid have seen through the blind spots of the formation!
As everyone knew, even the most powerful formations had weaknesses and blind spots. As long as one understood the weaknesses and blind spots of a formation, some exceptionally skilled formation masters could move freely within many killing formations without worrying about triggering them.
However, only those famous and long-established grand formation masters could achieve this!
Could it be that this Ling Fan was actually a hidden formation master?
At this moment, not only Luo Qi, but also Elder Han, and the two elders from Miyun Mountain and Seven Star Cave, their eyes revealed shock, and this world-shattering thought arose in their hearts.
But as soon as this thought emerged, they dismissed it.
How old was Ling Fan!
Moreover, he was a trash who didn't understand martial arts, and it was even more difficult for him to cultivate formations than for others. How could he possibly be a formation master?
He must have stumbled upon good luck, a fluke!
The four of them exchanged glances and could only explain it this way.
Just as everyone was extremely surprised, Ling Fan had already arrived in front of the puppet sand beasts. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
He simply extended his palm and grabbed at the air in front of him.
Dong!
Everyone felt the space tremble violently.
Before they could react, Ling Fan, with his back to them, suddenly activated his Demonic Eye.
Countless invisible demonic talismans flew out, seeping into the void ahead.
"What is this kid doing!"
Everyone became even more confused, completely bewildered.
"Just putting on a show!"
Someone said disdainfully.
For some reason, seeing Ling Fan's strange actions, Luo Qi's heart quietly gave rise to a bad premonition.
Could he really break this formation!
Don't let him break this formation, otherwise, where would he, the formation successor of Miyun Mountain, put his face!
Rumbling!
At this moment, the space began to vibrate violently.