Duan De frowned and put the next monk aside, not bothering to look at Esu Jingyuan. In his eyes, the reddish-black light emitted by the two vortexes kept wandering around the hole blasted by the Star Breaker Cannon.

As soon as these words were spoken, the stagnant atmosphere was instantly dispersed. Those Demon Sect monks who were staring coldly at Esu Jingyuan did not look away, nor did they turn to Duan De because of this.

On the other hand, the pressure on Esu Jingyuan relaxed a little, and cold sweat ran down his back. Hearing this, he refused to relegate himself to Tian Lai.

"Brother, are you sure that this hole can be repaired? If so, I can just do it first."

Duan De really couldn't understand how this guy got to this point because he was afraid of death, wanted to gain some credit, and wanted face even if he died? Is it possible that cultivation can also rely on relationships? Is there a way to practice cultivation?

From his name, you can guess that this guy must be a relative of the 18th generation of him. If it were someone else, he would have almost knocked him into danger, and he was not happy from the bottom of his heart. At this time, it was time to go up and kill him.

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"Whether I cultivate well or not has no necessary relationship with whether you can run away. Your surname is the reason why you are still standing now. It's not just me. It's also the reason why they didn't blast you to ashes at this time."

Duan De turned around and looked at Esu Jingyuan with a deadpan smile and said this. Seeing that this guy changed his face again, he raised his hand to stop him.

"When someone dies on the battlefield, he doesn't care about his last name or face. There's plenty of money to make. This place is not suitable for you, Qimang! Send him away!"

Duan De turned his eyes to the empty space behind Esu Jingyuan. After saying this, he didn't bother to pay attention to Esu Jingyuan's expression, and turned around to do his own thing.

Esu Jingyuan and the demon sect monks who were in a stalemate were shocked when they heard Duan De's last sentence, and they all looked at the place where Duan De's eyes lasted. Sure enough, the seven-pointed face appeared with unhealed expressions.

Before Esu Jingyuan could say anything, he reached out and clasped the back of the bag and lifted it up.

"Are you giving me back? You just yell at me all the time. I thought you were somewhat capable, but I didn't expect you to be a silver pewter spear head. Bah~!"

He raised his hand and pinched the frightened E Su Jingyuan's chin, and pulled him away with seven rays. He scolded him fiercely, and a mouthful of thick phlegm hit his face, and then he pulled him away as if he was disgusted, shaking wildly.

Poor Esu Jingyuan made a crisp sound of bones breaking in his hands like a rag doll, but he could not let out any screams.

"Boss Duan, can you do it? If you can't, tell me earlier. Don't let me waste my expression! How about we take him back together?"

Qi Mang obviously didn't trust Duan De, even if the governor told him, this work is no child's play in this place, and a thousand-mile dike breaks down in an ant nest.

"Go away, don't think that you are afraid of you because you are a half-immortal. I want to return to the world of cultivators as soon as possible. I don't have time to act here. If it works, I will fix it. If it doesn't work, you have to wait until I try. Let Mo Wanli prepare a replacement as soon as possible.

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What Duan De hates the most is that someone disturbs him when he is studying something. His temper is not ordinary.

Qimang almost choked on his own spit. Even the exhausted Jingyuan Su was full of shock and admiration. This man is better than me and more shameless than me!

"Okay, if you can't fart, I'll kill you!"

"If you're done talking nonsense, get out of here early. Don't bother me, and you guys. Why don't you just stay here and pretend to be tired? The only rule is, don't bother me!"

Duan De didn't bother to save any face, so he just dropped the words here to avoid such nonsense happening again.

Qimang was severely beaten, but he couldn't hit Duan De at this time, so he could only turn around angrily, no longer blocking the voice of Esu Jingyuan in his hand.

So the screams like slaughtering pigs mixed with the vicious curse of Jingyuan, the misfortune, went away all the way.

Everyone here has not been able to recover for the time being. Is Master Jingyuan so domineering? This new man seems to have a bad temper, and I don’t know how much he is capable of.

At least there is no need to do things against one's will, which is better than anything else. The monks of the Demon Sect who follow that guy would rather go to the front line and die, at least it is a happy one.

It is unknown how this planet came to be before, but now, there is no distinction between day and night, and the light that comes from outside the atmosphere is enough to illuminate the star brightly.

Not to mention that it has its own yellow light.

Duan De's speed in analyzing the immortal formation was not very fast, and it was certainly not as good as the deceased master, but his confidence in the field of formation did not stop him.

The difficulty in understanding the Immortal Formation is that the Taoist rhyme explained by the formation is far from a level that monks can understand. In fact, it is still impossible to escape the basic formation principles when broken down.

Duan De was surprised to find that this immortal formation not only covered the basic formations of the cultivator world, but also almost all the basic formations of the demon world.,

The reason why Duan De's unique formation level is inseparable from his situation in Hantingsi. Not only did he learn the magic language there, but the most important gain was the basic formations and principles of the devil world.

Are they from a high position and have the same basic foundation, or are they originally the same thing and separated for some reason?

These are not important. From now on, it can be seen that the devil world and the cultivator world are the lower line of the fairy world. As for what Duan De associates and thinks about, he only needs to know.

The formation is basically a planet, and the most important thing about the planet is the star core. These formation threads extending from the star core are actually densely distributed on the surface of the entire planet.

Some are important, some are just derivatives, and the hole in front of you interrupts one of the slightly important main fronts sent out by this formation base.

It is impossible for Duan De to deduce the principles of the formation, and the overall formation cannot be clearly seen by his current cultivation level, but the general function of the basic points can still be explored.

What's more, this is still a damage that is less than one thousandth of the basic point. Once this thread is repaired, the hole formation in front of us can completely heal itself.

Elementary school students all know that a line is made up of points. If the line is broken, just use points to reconnect it. How to do it? As long as you can create an energy circuit that can connect the two broken points, this formation can complete the repair on its own.

Duan De concentrates on exploring the formation. Naturally, he will not just work hard to repair a line. Repairing this line is actually not difficult. What he wants is to understand as much as possible about the formation itself.

Whether it is to prepare for his future working life or to improve his formation, he has to do this. As for the possibility of collapse at any time?

It is nonsense to say that it is not possible for the originator of the hole in front of him to completely destroy the basic point represented by the planet under his butt.

He was doing his own thing and no one was allowed to disturb him, but he was not alone here. A bunch of demon assistants looked at the new boss in a daze.

You don't give anything, and you don't take any action yourself. It's just a short time. Who can endure it if it's a long time? It's not like you're in a dangerous place and you're worried about your life.

The monks who came here had already realized that they were going to die in an instant. Death was okay, but waiting for death was a bit too much.

Qimang didn't know how long he had been sitting behind Duan De. Anyway, he was far more impatient than Duan De now. Worry would make him confused. The state of mind of a monk at this level was actually higher than his cultivation level.

Fidgeting and scratching one's head and head was really demeaning, and it also affected the low-level monks around him. The only person present who could compete with Duan De was the man from the Lieyang Sect.

I don’t know how many times he had forged the pile of broken copper and iron in his hands. He showed his pity over and over again, ignoring what was going on outside the window and only focused on breaking the copper and iron.

"I said, Blacksmith Qi, can you stop knocking? It's really annoying. This bastard might not be worried about me slapping his big ears, so he just pretended to sit there for half a month! If the disturbance was still there, I'm afraid it would have been over by now.

,Hey, let’s see how long you can endure it!”

After all, the silence that had lasted for half a month was interrupted by Qimang, and only he could interrupt it. The others, regardless of Duan De's cultivation level, his actions and identity alone would somehow prevent themselves from causing trouble.

"If he doesn't maintain the stability of the material in his hand, he won't bother to type it. If you mess up something, why don't you come and fix it?"

Duan De stood up rather unhappily, reached out and took the rare piece of fairy material in Qi Bian's hand, and made a few strokes in the void. After forming a formation, the fairy material entered and began to stretch.

This probably wasn't the first time Qi Bian had done something like this. The material that was always warm in his hand was the key material for replenishing the formation. It was just that this guy was too lazy to talk to outsiders so he didn't explain.

Duan De didn't even know the name of the colorful metal, but it didn't hinder his perception to understand the function of this thing. Qibian didn't resist Duan De's pull, he was obviously used to it.

It's just that a different person has done the work, but he still has a shocked look on his face. In the past, he was the one who completed the drawing process and just disturbed the master and took it directly. This time, the owner did it for him.

This technique? Is there such an expert outside the Lieyang Sect, which claims to be the best in the world of weapon refining?

As the saying goes, laymen watch the show, experts watch the door. As soon as Duan De made a move, Qi Bian was attracted. He couldn't do this kind of void formation. It was the job of a master of formations, but Duan De's smooth drawing technique was clearly

The craftsman's trade.

This is the top method in their line of work!

Despite the fact that it was always a lump of unrealistic, red, semi-soft metal in his hand, this thing was undoubtedly an authentic fairy material, and a refiner who wanted to have average plasticity would not even think about it.

Even drawing Qi Bian by yourself requires full concentration and all-out effort! But this guy?

"Acridine? What are you talking about? Are you really trying to make me fool you? I've tolerated you once or twice, and if you have the guts, why don't you say something back to me?"

Qimang was already depressed and had forgotten Duan De's purpose here. As for the fancy drawing, what the hell was he doing?

"Go away, wait until I finish making up the formation, and then I will practice with you. Half-immortal is amazing, isn't it? You are not an immortal yet, what the hell are you doing? If you have the ability, show me how to become an immortal?"

Duan De, who showed no sign of weakness, controlled the array with one hand to ensure the heat, and used the other hand to circle around and pull out the thread from the metal with colorful sparks flying around, and then rolled it into a ball.
Chapter completed!