The horses scattered in the air, like a huge beehive, stood there, thin lines connecting all the war cultivators in an incredible way, even and stable. After a little stagnation after the explosion of the maximum range, they began to slowly gather towards the center again. ㊣:㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣㊣�

Zhan Xiu's sword flashed with a cold light in the air, and it showed a terrifying pressure like a sting of a bee swarm. The Huashan battle formation that rushed into the battle formation became a huge beehive. The only moving part could no longer be seen as a whole, but it seemed that it was swallowed by the huge beehive in an instant.

"What a terrible battle formation~" Huashan's heart was as cold as water. He didn't expect that his attack of the triple-level killing would not hurt the opponent's muscles at all. It seemed that although the opponent had died a little, the battle formation had no effect at all. After this attack, he came to the inside of the battle formation, which seemed to be as expected by the opponent. A strong sense of crisis enveloped the side of Huashan. He looked at the cultivators who were cut by thin lines and died tragically, and quickly changed commands. It was obvious that under such circumstances, the more cultivators gathered between the square inches, the more dangerous it would be.

"Fifty people in groups, each fighting!!" Huashan's order was very straightforward, and his body kept on his way, and he attacked the place where the war cultivator was beside him.

Before a few breaths, there were already three or five war cultivators who died at his hands. However, under this attack, Huashan became more and more familiar with this battle formation, and his concerns became more and more serious. The opponent's counterattack was sharp and decisive, completely beyond his expectations. The overall nature of the opponent and the elusive thin line, which not only made the entire formation extremely stable, but also greatly enhanced the personal attack power of every cultivator in the battle formation.

Although the war cultivators under Huashan are all proficient in formations and have natural advantages in small-scale combat, they have not gained much benefit in the face of such a powerful battle formation. On the contrary, there are more war cultivators on his side.

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Corresponding to Huashan's fear was Ma Rulun's heart. It can be said that this short confrontation caused Ma Rulun to be no less shock than Huashan. His [Qiankun Wuji Formation] is extremely difficult to practice, but after he has mastered it, his lethality is extremely huge. However, looking at the situation in front of him, he has already fallen into a stalemate with the other party. Although the more time goes by, his advantage will gradually be established, but the resistance he has received is something he has never encountered before.

He knew in his heart that even if he wins, he would probably win miserably, and his side's losses will not be in a minority.

Ma Rulun thought in his heart, but his hands were moving. He kept on for a while. As his finger power was circulating, aura like smoke and clouds surrounded the battle formation, like a huge spiritual beast swallowing and exhaling the breath. After a while, the battle formation was completely hidden. All the battle cultivation in the eyes were white. Looking from afar, you could only see large clouds, and even a battle cultivation could not see it.

The external peace and quietness cannot stop the rain and clouds in the battle formation at all. Sword lights are surging. Under the flashing of various lights, the war cultivators are engaged in the most difficult battle. Although there are ten thousand war cultivators, in the area designated by Ma Rulun, thin lines connect the cultivators together, hiding infinite murderous intent, so that these war cultivators will die on the spot if they are not careful during the battle. Therefore, they must show twelve points of caution in order to escape smoothly.

The silent pressure caused the war cultivators to collapse to the extreme, but with such caution, cultivators would die in every breath.

There was not much shouting, but the continuous death of war cultivators was naturally filled with solemn murderous intent.

The battle formation, like a beehive, slowly shrinks inward. Every inch of shrinking will make Huashan feel clearly, and the pressure given to him in the battle formation becomes stronger. When he thinks of the previous scene, he will immediately make his heart even more frightened. If the battle formation returns to its previous appearance, then Huashan will no longer dare to think about their ending.

At this time, he also realized that this thin line was an extremely important factor in the battle formation. Although the triple killing broke the thin line a lot, as time passed, these thin lines were slowly recovering, and the speed of the thin line recovery and the speed of the battle formation shrinking seemed to be very related.

"Attack these thin lines!" Hua Shan's mind changed and immediately gave this order. Almost at the same time, he also changed the formation of operation.

[Eight Gate Golden Lock Array]!!

The sixteen war cultivators each had eight positions, leaving eight people in the formation, ready to supplement the formation at any time. When the formation was activated, the war cultivators above each formation eye, one attack and one defense, flashed with ancient golden words, and the brilliant sword light shone lightly, showing an unparalleled gorgeous appearance.

The cultivator in charge of the attack controlled these eight big characters and slowly melted into one place. Then, the sword light shining, cutting the thin line in front of him. Before the film passed, Huashan could clearly feel that the pressure they were under was getting smaller. This also made him breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the direction he was guessing was the right way.

However, although the direction is right, it is extremely difficult to truly break through this formation. The longer Huashan stays in the formation, the more he understands this truth. The pressure brought by this battle formation to the war cultivation that enters it is all-round, so all that can be done is to slow down and cannot be eliminated.

The attack power of the [Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation] is not the strongest, but in this extremely oppressive [Qiankun Wuji Formation], it has both offense and defense, with its unique advantages. They are like golden beetles, rushing back and forth in the formation, and thin lines are broken. But almost at the same time, the war cultivators in the formation are also relying on the formation to launch a sharp counterattack towards them. In the Huashan battle formation, the number of casualties of war cultivators began to increase rapidly.

At this time, Huashan firmly decided to break through.

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"Huashan, what are you doing now? I will rush in with the battle formation immediately." At this time, Yun Wu's anxious voice sounded in his ears. It seemed that she was worried after all and was about to rush in.

"It's extremely dangerous here. Don't rush in. I will find a way to rush out. Believe me." Huashan's words were extremely good. At the same time, the [Eight Gate Golden Lock Array] connected with him began to rotate violently, moving towards another [Eight Gate Golden Lock Array] not far away.

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"The front is the Netherworld Sea!" Haotian pointed to the place far away and said to Zhang Chong. Since the battle in the Yixing Realm, their reputation has been great. Several realms behind them have retreated as soon as they heard it, and they did not fight too much with them. This has also accelerated their speed of travel. Then, Fang Biexu gave him extremely excited news, a realm of demon cultivators, willing to open the teleportation array, and relying on this teleportation array, they can quickly reach the closest place to the Netherworld Sea.

Zhang Chong didn't know why the demon cultivator gave them this convenience, but it was always great to have shortcuts. Therefore, they changed their route without hesitation. In this way, it only took a day and a half from receiving this message to when they stood in this place.

Looking at the vaguely visible dark sea in the distance, Zhang Chong's mood was also turbulent, but at this time, there was still a group of people hanging in his heart and unable to let go for a long time.

Xiangdongdong, Yue, Qin Xianglin, and those Xiuwu people, where are they? Why is there still no news? Zhang Chong was thinking about this in his mind, and his figure followed Haotian and moved forward.

Not long after, a group of familiar figures came to them. @ya
Chapter completed!