Chapter 48 Capture the Array

Faced with the crisis of life and death, Luo Han did not fall into panic. Instead, he calmed down and began to think carefully about the plan to survive. If he wanted to escape, of course, he had to start from the nine ghosts stabbing array. He was fully immersed in observing the operation of the array.

Through the soul servant, Luo Han carefully observed the needle-shaped soul above the head of the array monk. This thin needle is invisible. Each of them is connected to the half-dead array through a wisp of divine knowledge, and then connects it from the array to the foundation monk at the tip of the outer triangle. The foundation monk is the actual controller, one of his The divine consciousness and soul also flowed into the needle-shaped soul, but did not lose contact with him, so he gained control of the needle-shaped soul.

Suddenly, a needle-shaped soul staggered, and it seemed that the foundation monk was trying to control this soul weapon. Soon he found a way, and the needle-shaped soul staggered to the spirit beast mountain, and the soul servant immediately chased after him.

This needle-shaped soul, which is about half a meter long, can fly alone and can freeze. The messy divine consciousness wrapped in it has not disappeared, which makes Luo Han realize the strangeness of the nine-ghost thorn array. It seems that the monks of the demon world have something unique in dealing with souls.

The needle-shaped soul stopped in front of the two monks who were fighting. The spiritual beast mountain monks and the monks who practiced the 12th period and the monks in the early days of the floating sword school were fighting fiercely and had no sense of the needle-shaped soul that stayed less than five meters beside them. After observing the battle for a moment, the needle-shaped soul suddenly rushed into the head of the Spirit Beast Mountain monk.

Although the monk of the Piaoling Sword School had a high cultivation, he was attacked as soon as he penetrated. He was seriously injured by the Spirit Beast Mountain monk and was barely supporting him. Suddenly, he found that his opponent was stunned in the air, which was a little like a problem in practicing skills. How could he let go of such a good opportunity? He shot out the flying sword in his hand and The other party split into two pieces.

The monk of the Flying Sword Sect was overjoyed. He looked around and was about to drag his injured body to escape from the battlefield. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain from the depths of his soul. Then the muscles and spiritual power of his whole body were out of control. He didn't even have time to shout, so he fell from a high altitude into the valley and fell into a Meat paste.

This is the foundation monk who ran the nine ghost stabbing array and then sent the other two needle-shaped souls into the head of the floating sword monk, making him lose his resistance.

"Sure enough, killing is invisible thousands of miles away. This needle-shaped soul will not dissipate and has great lethality on the souls of monks. It can play a major role in this kind of glued battlefield. It seems that I didn't recommend mistakes to Song Xingfeng, but I didn't expect him to use the array to silence me. This is my mistake."

Luo Han smiled bitterly. He took back the soul servant and sent it to the other nine ghosts. He checked the process of death over and over again to find a chance to survive.

The surrounding team gradually left, and most of them had dispersed on the back of the Spirit Beast Mountain. Soon the nine-person team where Luo Han was also stopped.

"Ring!" Meng Long stood down and said coldly. Although Luo Han did not look up, he felt Meng Long's sharp eyes shooting at him.

Meng Long cherished the word as gold. Since the meeting, Luo Han has only heard him say these two words.

In the nine-person team where Luo Han is located, except for Meng Long, all of them are monks in the practice period. Luo Han's performance is second only to Meng Long in the team, but the strength gap between the second and the first is really very different.

Hearing Meng Long's words, other monks in the practice period quickly took their positions. You should know that Meng Long is a monk in the Jiedan period. He can crush them to death by stretching out a small finger. Moreover, Meng Long, as a black house hegemon, killed more than 300,000 infiltrating creatures, and the murderous spirit revealed in his words and deeds made people shudder.

"Lord Batai, what if the monks of Spirit Beast Mountain find us to destroy our array in the process of running the nine ghost stabbing array?" Luo Han was not in a hurry to be in place, but raised a question to Meng Long.

Other monks looked at Luo Han like a madman. They didn't know why this person wanted to die by himself.

In ordinary times, Meng Long must have slapped this nonsense little monk to death, but this time he came to array, so naturally he could not easily slap his eyes to death.

"Well, whoever comes will tear him to pieces!" Meng Long snorted coldly and looked at Luo Han as if he were looking at a dead object.

Luo Han seemed to turn a blind eye to Meng Long's unhappiness. Even if Meng Long had been there, he would not kill himself easily. After all, he could not arrange the nine ghosts and thorn array without one person. If the array was delayed, the ghost water would not let Meng Long go, so he smiled calmly and said, "Lord Ba Tai, if you get up against the enemy, then Isn't the array we arranged useless..."

"So much nonsense, what do you want to do, looking for death?"

Meng Long's eyes suddenly became sharp and stared at Luo Han fiercely. He was murderous, and several monks next to him were so scared that their legs were weak.

Luo Han pretended to be afraid and said, "Lord Batai, please calm down your anger. I'm just carrying a magic array with me, which can hide our deeds and avoid being discovered by Warcraft or ordinary spirit beast mountain monks. I want to ask your opinion on whether you need to put this magic array around."

Meng Long was stunned, but he didn't expect this to be the reason. He stood up straight and frowned and thought.

After a moment, he said, "You can set up a magic array, faster."

Luo Han sneered secretly. He had long guessed that Meng Long must have performed well in the process of assassinating the monks of the two mountain monks in order to please the black curator, so he would definitely not return to oppose his array, and the magic array he was going to set up would be the only hope to escape from death. Luo Han took it from the bag. Set out a flag and quickly arrange it around.

About five minutes later, hundreds of flags were buried in the soil around the nine-person team. Meng Long went outside and looked at it. Sure enough, he could not see through the monks in the array. He nodded gently. He was quite satisfied with the effect of this magic array.

"Okay, Bujiu Ghost Assassination Array!"

Under Meng Long's order, the other eight monks were placed in two triangles.

Fuqi lit up, and the soul consciousness of Meng Long and seven other practicing monks poured into Luo Han's body. Luo Han sat with his hand down, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. His fingers tore off the foot of the flag in front of him. The pattern of the flag was broken and lost its proper function.

Strangely, the flag in Luo Han's hand was invalid, and the nine ghoststab array should have been abolished, but the soul consciousness and even spiritual power of other monks still kept pouring into Luo Han's body.

Meng Long didn't know that Luo Han could eavesdrop on the dialogue between ghost water and Song Xingfeng, so he was not prepared for him at all. When the flag in Luo Han's hand broke a corner, he didn't notice it. He just felt that there were too many souls and consciousness flowing out of his body, and he felt very tired.

Luo Han gently trembled his body and pretended to be about to get out of control, but his body was constantly wrapping the soul and consciousness from the outside world, forcing it to a corner to prevent these impurities from erode his own soul.

Outside the nine ghost thorn array, in the illusion array arranged by Luo Han, dozens of deep underground flags are shining slightly, running a set of magic arrays completely different from the surface psychedelic array.

Meng Long felt that there were too many souls lost in his body, and a deep sense of fatigue came to him, but he knew that these souls and divine consciousness would return to his body after death, so he had been restraining the impulse to jump up. He did not want to be laughed at and scolded by the ghost water.

Meng Long's eyes gradually closed, and he wanted to sleep... Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes. No, the nine ghosts piercing array was not like this. It was impossible for the eyes to withstand the souls of so many outsiders. He raised his tired head and looked at Luo Han.

Luo Han, who was still trembling just now, has stopped his fake action. He is looking at Meng Long coldly. The other seven monks in the practice period have long lost consciousness, but this Jiedan monk has not been sucked dry.

"Do you... know the Nine Ghost Assassination Array?" Meng Long looked at Luo Han's cold mask and said with difficulty.

Luo Han didn't say a word. Before completely subduing Meng Long, he did not dare to be careless.

Meng Long looked at Luo Han strangely. Because of the mask on Luo Han's face, he didn't know what Luo Han was doing at present, whether he was unconscious or was fine at all.

The consciousness in his body is still losing. Meng Long's remaining consciousness knows that he can't go on like this. There must be a problem with the Nine Ghost Assassination Array. He feels that he will completely lose consciousness in a while and completely become a walking corpse.

Meng Long's fingers suddenly exerted his strength, and a dark red beam of light shot out, burning the rune flag in front of him to ashes. According to the principle, once the flag is destroyed, the nine ghosts stabbing array will be broken. Although the soul of his outflow cannot be fully recovered, at least it will not be lost again.

But... the soul in his body is still losing... It is constantly sent into Luo Han's body.

Meng Long was shocked and realized that he had fallen into a trap.