Chapter 4240: The Puppet Strikes
"This Qiu Zuo doesn't dare to come. Your Highness, why not recharge your batteries and prepare for winning the mysterious power here." The white-haired old man said with a smile.
"Um."
The prince of the Jiao clan glanced at the incense stick in the copper stove. It was half burned at this time and was very close to opening the palace.
At this time, even if Qin Cheng came to break the formation, they would not stop him at all, and Qin Cheng would not have time to break the formation.
Instead of wasting time here, it's better to practice more.
"Huh? What's that thing in the sky over there?"
"What kind of monster is this, and it's getting closer and closer to here."
Just when the prince of the Jiao clan was taking steps to take a rest, several monks from the Jiao clan suddenly saw something and suddenly looked puzzled.
"Your Highness, Elder, something seems wrong!"
A monk shouted.
The Jiao clan prince and the white-haired old man also immediately turned around.
Immediately afterwards, the expressions of the two people changed.
Not only the Jiao Clan, everyone saw that just outside the mountain peak, in the void, several huge strange birds were flying towards this side quickly.
These strange birds are over ten feet in size and extremely ugly in appearance. Their wings are even crooked and they fly sideways.
However, the speed is extremely fast.
And it exudes strong spiritual energy fluctuations.
"Is this a monster?"
"We have placed demon-shaking powder around the mountain peak, so there is no chance of demonic beasts coming over."
"No, there is no evil spirit in this object."
The cultivators of the Jiao clan were talking about it, and the prince of the Jiao clan suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a flash of gold flashing across his eyes.
"No, it's not a monster, it's a puppet, and it's a flying puppet with the second-fading aura of the Tribulation Realm. They are coming towards the formation, stop them quickly!"
The prince of the Jiao clan let out a low roar, and suddenly flew out as he had a premonition of something.
While he was observing, the speed of the flying puppet suddenly increased, and now it had rushed to the top of the mountain.
Mud, where did the flying puppet come from?
While cursing secretly, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the Jiao clan prince instantly struck out with a sharp sword light, directly hitting the puppet.
boom!
The puppet seemed to be very fragile, as it was split into two halves, and then a shocking shock erupted.
The explosion is so powerful that it's like a second-decay monk in the Tribulation Realm self-destructing.
This air wave spread out, pushing the Jiao clan prince directly and flying backwards.
At the same time, more puppets rushed directly towards the Nine Streets Locking Formation.
Just when these puppets rushed in front of the formation, certain formation patterns inside them suddenly activated, emitting a bright brilliance.
Then, when the formation pattern spread all over the body, it suddenly exploded.
Boom boom boom!
These five two-depletion puppets exploded almost simultaneously, surrounding the formation in all directions.
Huge whirlpools of spiritual energy appeared one after another, and cracks appeared on the earth after being bombarded. A large number of aftermath waves shot around, and the sky changed color.
Everyone on the mountain peak had long noticed the abnormality of these puppets, so they were ready to fly backwards as soon as possible.
However, the explosion was too violent, and they were still blown backwards by the spiritual energy.
At the center of the explosion, the aura shone like the scorching sun, and the large array of light curtains shook like a ship in a tsunami.
After the explosion of these puppets, the six-dragon domain-locking formation and the light curtain suddenly became a little weaker.
"Someone is using puppets to try to blow up these formations."
Seeing this scene, many monks' eyes lit up and they understood a little.
"But who did it?"
"I don't know, these puppets don't have names, but if we want to break through this formation, I'm afraid a few puppets are not enough."
"Everyone, come out, don't let these puppets get close to the formation anymore!"
The prince of the Jiao clan looked cold and gave an order.
Except for the Jiao tribe, the sacred trees
Brother Zhou, Elder Cui and others also realized that the situation was not good and flew outside.
But at this moment, heavy fog suddenly surged in the mountains and islands.
White mist, white mist rising into the sky!
The white mist rises into the sky like a huge column of air, and there are not just one, but dozens or hundreds!
Almost in the blink of an eye, not to mention the mountainous area, even the entire island was covered in thick fog.
As a result, the eyes of all the monks were obscured, and their spiritual consciousness was also affected.
call out!
In the chaos, someone didn't know who cast a spell, and the giant flew through the void and landed directly on the mountain peak.
"Whoever dares to attack me, Mingzhou, while I can't see you, is simply seeking death!"
Elder Cui's roar came immediately.
But the many casual cultivators outside seemed to have received some kind of reminder, and their eyes lit up.
Can’t see?
What a great opportunity!
They already hated the three parties joining forces, but they just suffered from their own powerlessness and were no match for these people.
Now that the palace is obviously about to open, this is their last chance to gain a chance.
Moreover, this mist is a natural cover, and the other party doesn’t know who he is even if he takes action, so why should he hesitate?
"Brothers, the opportunity for revenge has come!"
Someone shouted hoarsely, and then many monks reacted and immediately took action.
The anger that had been suppressed for several days finally had a channel to vent, especially the monks whose friends had been killed. Each one of them frantically mobilized their spiritual energy and used various spells to greet the mountain!
Although he couldn't see clearly where the monks from the three parties were, he couldn't go wrong by bombarding the mountain peak!
Fire spells, thunder spells, wind blades, earth spells...
In short, various spells, including Qin Xue's, were like raindrops, hitting the mountain peak.
Boom, boom!
Such an intensive spell attack, even if it is a random bombardment without a target, is not something that ordinary monks can withstand.
"You are seeking death. When I find out who it is, I will hang you on the flagpole too!"
"These filthy casual cultivators, if I crush you to death, it will be like crushing ants to death!"
Now, the monks from the three parties who had previously been aloof suddenly became extremely embarrassed.
On the one hand, he had to dodge various attacks, and on the other hand, he also had to detect traces of the puppet. He had no time to take care of it, so he could only shout threats.
However, their previous unstoppable threats failed this time.
These threatening words did not dispel everyone's thoughts, but instead added firewood.
You want to kill us, right?
You look down on us, right?
Then come on, we'll see if you guard the formation or come over and fight with us!
"Fellow Taoists, don't listen to their threats. This palace is about to be opened. They don't dare to give up their treasures and fight us. Keep fighting!"
Ren pulled his neck and roared.
A large number of soil spikes and pear blossoms continued to bombard the mountain peaks like a rainstorm.
"What this fellow Taoist said is right. Are they willing to give up the benefits they have obtained? Anyway, we are casual cultivators. Who is afraid of whom? At worst, we will not take any of them."
Chapter completed!