The tender Qin Yiju, the bold and cheerful Wan Yongmei, the reckless and pretty Situ Mei, the innocent Ling Guan, the cold and steady Yi Ruse and the petite and cunning Oriole. As soon as the female monks appeared, the first one to greet them was
There was a burst of surprise.
There are many female nuns in Qingxi City, and there are also many beautiful female nuns, but it is rare that so many beautiful and stunning female nuns appear all at once.
What's more, these female cultivators all have stern faces, hold magical weapons, and are filled with murderous intent! "Hey!"
The bald monk was not surprised but overjoyed, "It turns out there are so many little girls, they're so good at competing with each other!"
A group of black-clothed monks all showed salivating expressions, and the Hengrou monk drooled even more: "Brother, otherwise we don't need one million spirit stones, let these little girls accompany our brothers to have fun,
Forget it!"
"That's fine!"
The bald monk laughed ferociously, "Did you hear what my brother said? Just have fun with us and forget about it."
"Pooh!"
Situ Mei, who had the strongest temperament, spat out, and the colorful flying sword in his hand shone brightly, "What kind of gangster is this without eyes? Believe it or not, grandma, I will castrate you!"
"Then you come!"
The bald monk smiled lewdly, "Brother, I want to see what you are capable of! If you want me to see it, you might as well forget about my brother's sleeping clothes!"
Situ Mei suddenly blushed. Even though she had a rough temperament, she had never heard such obscene words before. She was so angry that the flying sword in her hand trembled.
"Ignore her.
Sisters, form a formation!"
Yi Ruse's tone was calm, but there was an undeniable momentum when she opened her mouth.
Among this group of female cultivators, although she is the latest one to join, she is the oldest and the oldest, and everyone respects her.
Now that Li Xuan is not here, everyone is following Yi Ruse's orders.
As soon as Yi Ruse gave the order, Situ Mei didn't say anything more. She just took a step back coldly and formed a wonderful seven-star formation with the other sisters.
Counting Gu Qinglan, there are exactly seven female cultivators, and this formation also vaguely coincides with the pattern of the Big Dipper.
This formation was taught to everyone by Li Xuan more than half a year ago, but the real inventor is the poor Black Iron Guangming in the soul.
The Liuhua Formation before Black Iron Light was extremely effective, whether it was against a small number of enemies or for self-protection in a large formation, it was quite effective.
The power of this seven-star formation is more than ten times higher than the power of the Liuhua formation! The seven people joined forces, and the various magic weapons were dazzling. As soon as the formation was deployed, an invisible pressure suddenly filled the air, making the bald monks look stunned.
"I don't think these stinky bitches know how to form, but in front of me, all your little tricks are useless!"
After being slightly startled, the bald monk opened his right palm and grabbed it with a grin.
The winds and clouds surged, and the sky and the earth became darkened.
As expected, the person who came was not kind and the kind person did not come. As soon as the bald monk took action, the onlookers felt that their breath was stagnant and they could hardly control the spiritual power in their bodies.
"So strong! He is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Someone exclaimed.
More people stumbled back. These people were monks from the small realm affected by the war. Most of them only had foundation-building cultivation. They had no power to resist in front of the Nascent Soul monks. Just the aura spreading out was enough.
They drank a pot.
"Crack..." There was a burst of shattering sounds everywhere in the wine shop. No matter how strong the pillars and bricks were, they could not withstand the invasion of the Nascent Soul monk's breath and were about to collapse.
Yi Ruse sneered in her heart, she was the highest among these female cultivators.
With the help of Li Xuan's Lingyun Pill, she successfully transformed into a god more than half a year ago, and after taking a lot of elixirs, she now has the strength to reach the middle stage of transforming into a god.
Even Ling Wan successfully transformed into a god not long ago, and is currently in the early stages of transformation.
As for the cultivation of the other four, they are much inferior. Oriole is in the late Yuanying stage, and the three sisters Gu Qinglan, Wan Yongmei and Qin Yiju are in the middle stage of Yuanying.
Any one of the seven can kill his opponent immediately.
But... Li Xuan didn't allow them to be too high-profile.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess if people knew that these delicate female cultivators were all Nascent Soul warriors, and even possessed the power of the Divine Transformation Realm?
The seven people could only hide their strength, follow the formation's position, and fight cautiously! "Hey, I can't let go..." Yi Ruse felt a little unhappy in his heart.
She knew that the other sisters would have the same idea, but since Li Xuan asked for it, everyone could only do it! Invisibly, Li Xuan's temperament influenced everyone, and everyone's eyes became cold and calm, but there was no trace of anger.
Confused.
Seeing that the female nuns were not afraid, the bald monk was a little surprised.
"Hey, do you really plan to continue the fight? I am a Nascent Soul monk.
Killing a few of you is like killing a few ants, without any effort!"
The bald monk said.
"Little girls, surrender quickly.
As long as we serve our brothers obediently, I promise not to touch a hair of yours.
But if you don’t obey me, don’t blame my elder brother for being rude!”
Brother Hengrou said with a lewd smile.
The other black-clothed monks were also approaching with ferocious smiles. The cultivation levels of these guys were all above the middle stage of the Golden Core, and none of them were easy to mess with.
"Giant door!"
Yi Ruse remained motionless, and even the expression on her face did not change at all.
Seeing Brother Hengrou walking within ten steps, the first command suddenly came out of his mouth.
The formation that was as calm as water before immediately started to operate. Oriole and Qin Yiju shook the magic weapons in their hands and shot out two rays of light. At the same time, the flying sword in Situ Mei's hand and Ling Guan's colorful ribbon also started to fly, turning into phantoms all over the sky.
film.
These were not real killing moves. In the dazzling light, Wan Yongmei, who was in the "giant door" position, had a solemn expression, and with her spiritual power, she shot out a flying needle as thin as a hair.
The flying needle was hidden in the light and shadow, and its speed was extremely fast. It hit the monk Hengrou's face almost instantly.
"Hmph, I want to make a sneak attack!"
Brother Hengrou's expression changed slightly, and he raised his right hand to clap.
Hearing a crisp "bang" sound, the flying needle was knocked out by him sideways! "Break them all!"
The monk Hengrou knocked down the flying needle, stepped forward, and drew a halo of light with his hands.
All kinds of dazzling lights shattered as soon as they hit the halo, completely irresistible.
This Hengrou monk looks despicable, but his cultivation is really not bad. He is clearly a master at the peak of the Golden Core stage.
He broke the formation's first wave of attacks as soon as he took action, and immediately showed a proud look.
"Hahaha, so you guys created such a broken formation?
I told you to stop struggling..." Monk Hengrou laughed arrogantly.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Be careful!"