Chapter 1698 Temperament Is Not Like

"Is this what you planned a long time ago?" Liu Lang swallowed hard and asked, looking at Bai Yingjun in surprise.

Although I don't know the reason behind the blood bridge in front of me, but thinking about it with my butt, I also know that Bai Yingjun definitely didn't do it on a whim on a whim. Perhaps, the moment these dozens of fairyland cultivators were tied up with ropes, their final fate was doomed.

"Of course! I, Bai Yingjun, never fight uncertain battles! With the bodies of Daxian and Jinxian, the blood bridge erected can last at least an hour, which is enough for us to try it out in front of the mountain gate." Bai Yingjun Haha smiled and said to Liu Lang.

When Liu Lang looked at Bai Yingjun's eyes, he suddenly became complicated.

At the beginning, in Shang City, he had seen more tragic scenes than what he saw before. At that time, under the order of Emperor Xihua, tens of thousands of fairyland cultivators from human and monster races were killed or injured.

Although the starting point of Emperor Xihua is different from that of Bai Yingjun, Liu Lang understood a profound truth at this moment, that is, in the eyes of the strong in the heavens, the lives of the weak are worthless at all, and they are even more humble than ants. Not to mention the death of dozens of people, even if hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands were killed, people like Bai Yingjun would not even blink.

I even feel that these people deserved to die!

For Liu Lang, who grew up in the mortal world and received all kinds of moral education since childhood, such values ​​are obviously difficult to accept. Thinking of exchanging his life for a bounty, he could be regarded as an enemy of life and death, but Liu Lang didn't feel the slightest pleasure in the face of their deaths.

There is even a feeling of sadness when the rabbit dies and the fox.

Because, Liu Lang knew very well that he, like the dozens of immortal cultivators who died, was also an ant that could be sacrificed at will in the eyes of some powerful people. The Jade Emperor might have known the true relationship between him and the Small World Alliance for a long time. , but still choose the Three Realms to arrest him and want his life, why? It is because of his low strength.

"Hurry up, let's go!"

Bai Yingjun didn't know that Liu Lang would think of so many things, he dragged Liu Lang, and quickly stepped onto the blood bridge, an hour didn't sound short, but Bai Yingjun had already experienced the difficulty of sealing.

Even if Liu Lang's method of breaking the formation, which he couldn't figure out, was really effective on the seal, it wouldn't be able to remove the seal with three or two strokes, and he had to race against time.

Stepping on the blood bridge hanging in mid-air, Liu Lang was a little terrified looking at the broken limbs of countless seniors under the bridge.

Just now, the bodies of dozens of cultivators in the fairyland exploded, but it was not caused by Bai Yingjun. Bai Yingjun also played a role in fueling the flames. What really killed people was the terrifying trap in front of the mountain gate.

In case Bai Yingjun made a mistake in his calculation, the two of them might explode into a cloud of blood and become part of the blood bridge.

Liu Lang's scruples, in fact, are also Bai Yingjun's scruples, and Bai Yingjun doesn't have 100% confidence in himself. After all, he has missed it before, not to mention that this blood bridge has two less immortals than he planned, so it is so strong. To play some discounts.

Therefore, Bai Yingjun walked very slowly and carefully.

It took ten minutes to walk a distance of several hundred meters. Although Liu Lang had less time to break the seal, fortunately, the whole process was extremely calm and there were no accidents.

Walking down the bridge of blood, standing in front of the mountain gate,

Liu Lang and Bai Yingjun breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"This is the seal!"

Bai Yingjun pointed at the mountain gate and said.

Liu Lang watched intently, only to realize that although the mountain gate was wide open, there was an almost transparent barrier in front of the mountain gate, blocking their way.

From a distance, this barrier is not obvious, but when you get close, you can really feel its existence.

Adjusting the line of sight and observing from different angles, you can also see that the transparent barrier is covered with various ever-changing patterns, just like a gust of wind passing by, ripples constantly appearing on the calm water.

"It's all covered with... holy patterns!"

Liu Lang stared at it for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed.

"You know quite a lot..." Bai Yingjun was a little surprised, let alone a mortal like Liu Lang, for ordinary fairyland cultivators, holy patterns are very far away, after all, holy patterns represent rules Power is the power that can only be touched by standing at the top of the world. Randomly pull out ten golden immortals, probably nine of them, none of which can recognize the holy pattern.

No wonder Bai Yingjun was surprised.

"It just feels like it." Liu Lang secretly regretted his gaffe just now. It sounds nice that he was helping Bai Yingjun, but in fact, he was kidnapped by others and had to do things according to his orders.

At this time, you should try to keep a low profile. The more Bai Yingjun knows him, the worse it will be.

"Really?" Bai Yingjun smiled with playful eyes.

To be honest, when he saw Liu Lang for the first time, he didn't take Liu Lang seriously. It wasn't until Liu Lang demonstrated how to break the border restriction in front of him that he paid more attention to it. Now, Liu Lang recognized him at a glance. The holy pattern on the seal made Bai Yingjun's curiosity rise immediately.

Some things are inherent, but more things need to be learned the day after tomorrow.

For example, there is no one to teach you how to be familiar with the sacred pattern, even if you are a genius, it is useless. This means that there must be an expert behind Liu Lang, and this expert must be ranked high in the Three Realms.

However, there is not much time right now, and Bai Yingjun has no way to get to the bottom of it.

"Since you know that all the seals are filled with holy patterns, then our conversation can be easier." Bai Yingjun put aside his distracting thoughts and said to Liu Lang: "This seal is a combination of different holy patterns. Want to To break open, apart from sufficient strength, certain skills are also required. Next, I will tell you the weakness of this Saint Pattern Formation..."

"What is the weakness of the Saint Pattern Formation?"

Liu Lang's eyes were full of horror. The formations in the Three Realms are all formed by formation patterns, and the difference between formation patterns and holy patterns is just like mortals and celestial beings. This was the first time Liu Lang had heard of it.

However, Bai Yingjun spoke very seriously, and what he could see in front of him was completely in line with what Bai Yingjun said.

If all of this is true, then it is understandable that countless golden immortals and even Tianzun died here. The formation of holy patterns is almost equal to the force of the world, who can challenge it?

However, Bai Yingjun kept saying that he knew the weakness of the Saint Mark Formation.

What level did handsome Bai himself reach? The power of the holy master or the alchemist of the holy rank beyond the realm? However, the more Liu Lang looked at it, the more he felt that Bai Yingjun was not handsome.

First of all, the temperament is not like.

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