As the formation closed, the combined attacks of the monks gradually became more powerful, and their power increased exponentially.
The Fist of Stars was quickly offset by the magical power of the formation, and attacks came from all directions, filling almost every part of the space.
Boom boom boom... In the center of the light, Xia Chen's figure was almost invisible, completely enveloped by the ocean of magical light.
He moved back and forth, his hands constantly emitting powerful magical powers, such as the Fist of the Stars, the Heaven-Bearing Palm Technique, the Sky-Splitting Edge, and the Origin Heart Restriction...
But as soon as these magical powers were released, they were offset by endless attacks. Even though he had unparalleled speed, attacks were everywhere, and there was no way to dodge them.
Even because the attack intensity was too high, even the speed was slowed down.
The armor of the four holy beasts no longer cooperates with attacks, but instead fuses and shrinks inward to defend with all its strength to prevent violent attacks from hurting Xia Chen.
The formation began to shrink slowly again, shrinking from hundreds of thousands of feet to tens of thousands of feet, and then to thousands of feet. As the formation shrank, the attacks became more fierce and concentrated.
Xia Chen had become unable to move an inch. With every breath, dazzling sparks flashed out on his body. Countless attacks were bounced back by the armor, but more magical attacks immediately came over.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but get excited. They finally trapped this guy in the center of the formation, and then it was their turn to wreak havoc one-sidedly.
"Little bastard, aren't you quite arrogant? Why aren't you arrogant now? Don't you want to let our original family go to show your tolerance and generosity? Now we will also give you a chance to kneel down and lick everyone here.
I'll let you go." Yuan Zhongguang sneered.
"That's a good idea. I also want to see you, a junior, licking your toes. Don't you also want to kill our Beast Controlling Sect monks? Come and kill us, damn junior." The ancestor surnamed Zhao couldn't help shouting.
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As the ancestors of the sect, the two of them were originally introverted and profound people, but they were severely suppressed by Xia Chen using simple and crude methods. They couldn't hold back their anger and couldn't help but jump and curse.
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The others were also really angry and shouted and cursed one after another.
"Fellow Taoists, slow down your attacks and slowly wear down his vitality. Finally, try to capture him alive." Seeing that the attacks were becoming more and more fierce, the monk surnamed Yang was afraid that everyone would lose control and damage the armor of the descendants of the immortal beasts, so he quickly conveyed his message.
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Fortunately, although everyone was angry, they did not lose their minds. The attacks on his hands gradually softened, only consuming Xia Chen's strength. They did not really kill him.
Xia Chen took a deep breath. Just now, in less than a stick of incense, his vitality had dropped by almost half. It was still the combination of the four holy beasts that provided him with strength, otherwise he would have consumed most of his energy.
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It seems that there is strength in numbers, which is also common in the world of cultivation... Xia Chen smiled faintly, and was trapped by the large formation. He could not escape, but he did not look anxious at all, and there was only a calmness as deep as the sea.
With his attainments in battle techniques, no one present could match him. Naturally, he had already seen through the intentions of the old man named Yang and other seventh-level magical monks.
The reason why he didn't escape before the Ten Thousand Clouds Formation closed was because Xia Chen already had a better way to break the formation.
The monk surnamed Yang suddenly felt a slight shiver in his heart. Although he couldn't see Xia Chen's face clearly, his mind could clearly feel Xia Chen's emotions. There was no anxiety, no anger, and no surprise.
This is not in line with a normal reaction. Is there any method that this junior has not used? When thinking of this, the monk surnamed Yang suddenly felt unsure.
He was thinking wildly when suddenly, Xia Chen, who had been at the center of the attack in his mind, suddenly disappeared silently.
Together with the breath, the spell fluctuations, and the soul, they disappeared completely, as if they had suddenly traveled to another space.
The monk surnamed Yang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "No, he used the soul-covering technique!"
His heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Despite all his calculations, he had forgotten that Xia Chen had this extremely mysterious hidden power.
The Soul Covering Technique can cover up even the breath of the soul, so it is naturally an extremely powerful concealment power.
At first, the monks relied on the imprint of spiritual thoughts to track Xia Chen. Later, brother Zhao Tiesuan used the magical power of heaven to track Xia Chen. Their position on Xia Chen was always clear, so they intentionally or unintentionally ignored the effect of the soul concealment technique.
But now that Xia Chen has broken through to the sixth level of magical power, the imprint of his spiritual thoughts has long been erased, and the soul concealment technique has been improved to a higher level. It no longer has any side effects. As long as he uses it, not to mention the seventh level of magical power, even the eighth level of supernatural power may not be able to detect him.
The monks were already in chaos.
Without the target of attack, all the magical powers lost their direction and effectiveness. However, everyone knew that Xia Chen was still staying in the center of Wanyun Formation. Thinking of the bloody massacre just now, the unknown terror suddenly excited everyone.
They became panicked, and some even launched random attacks into the space around them.
The sixth ancestor of the Yuan family and the ancestors of the Beast Mastering Sect turned pale. They had laughed loudly at Xia Chen just now, thinking that this junior was dead. Unexpectedly, the situation had reversed in the blink of an eye.
Boom! Among the dozen or so monks who were looking around in panic, a ball of cyan light suddenly burst out. In the blink of an eye, the ball of cyan light spread out and sucked in more than a dozen monks.
The unparalleled dragon's power disappeared in a flash. When the green light disappeared, more than a dozen monks had disappeared without a trace, and only a few dusts invisible to the naked eye fell in the air.
"There he is!" The other monks shouted in shock. Their reactions were extremely fast, and they were immediately bombarded by an overwhelming burst of magical powers.
But Xia Chen had already disappeared, and all his magical powers were in vain, and almost hurt other monks.
In another area, the cold moonlight suddenly shrouded the area, and instantly swept the figures of a dozen monks in a circle.
Those monks at the sixth level of magical power did not even utter a scream, their physical bodies became shattered, and the soul that had just escaped was pulled into the void by a mysterious force and disappeared.
The monks around him were so shocked that they almost fell from the sky. They didn't care so much and quickly backed away. The most powerful magical power in their hands was blasted down without hesitation.
Of course, these magical powers were in vain again, and also affected the entire Ten Thousand Clouds Formation to change its shape.
Xia Chen kept appearing and disappearing. Every time he appeared, he mercilessly took away the lives of at least one circle of monks. Even the seventh level monks with supernatural powers could only struggle in his hands for a breath or two at most. Then he became
Pass through the smoke and clouds.
No one could trace his figure, and no one could tell where he came from. Even Brother Zhao Tiesuan had no way of predicting where Xia Chen was hiding in such a short period of time.
He is like a killer, lurking where no one can see, and delivering a fatal blow when others are not prepared.
In the blink of an eye, no less than a dozen small circles were wiped out, and a gap was forcibly opened in the entire Ten Thousand Clouds Formation.
Although the monks surnamed Yang and others tried their best to issue orders and maintain the stability of the formation, everyone was in panic now and had too much time to think about themselves. How could they think of forming an attack? It had already become a mess.
"Ah!" Another scream sounded, it was Hara Nakahiro, the second oldest child in the Yuan family. He was seen screaming, his body seemed to be cut by invisible sharp blades, his arms, legs, and even his head were all bloody.
Come down.
Xia Chen's voice sounded empty for the first time: "I told you to let you go, but you didn't run away. You still want to stay and die. I have never seen such weird people as your original family. Since you want to die so much, then I
I have no choice but to make it happen for you and let your whole family get together underground."
The light of the full moon scimitar flashed, directly cutting Yuan Zhongguang's body into flying ash. As soon as the soul escaped, it was entangled by countless original heart restraints, and was dragged back into the void.
"Little bastard, stop!" Seeing this scene, the ancestor of the Yuan family and others were so blinded that they couldn't even bother to maintain their formation and rushed towards them while roaring crazily.
But the Full Moon Scimitar just flashed and disappeared in an instant, leaving several other members of the Yuan family to escape.
In the void, Xia Chen's cold laughter came out, the green light disappeared in a flash, and then appeared in front of another small circle, the dragon's breath roared, spilling out like a fountain, and all the monks who had no time to escape were turned into fly ash.
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"Run away, run away quickly!" The ancestor of the Beast Taming Sect named Zhao could no longer hide the fear in his heart, turned around and turned into a escaping light and ran wildly.
They have the deepest hatred with Xia Chen. If they are caught up by this junior, what kind of terrible revenge will they receive? Everyone's heart is as heavy as iron, and they run away like a mourning concubine.
Once someone takes the lead, others will follow suit.
In an instant, the escaping light was all over the sky, and countless monks rushed to shoot in different directions, fearing that if they ran slower, they would be overtaken by this terrifying demon king and lose their lives.
Although everyone knows that after they are disbanded, they will definitely be defeated by Xia Chen one by one. By then, they will no longer have the power to resist, but it is better to be able to escape for a while, and to die later than to die now.
What's more, there were too many of them, and Xia Chen might not be able to recognize them all. He might find it too troublesome and stop chasing them. Wouldn't it be like he had a lucky escape?
Everyone was thinking this way with luck, but the result was a devastating defeat, with the entire Ten Thousand Clouds Formation falling apart instantly.
Xia Chen still appeared mysteriously, intercepting and killing those unlucky monks.
Now he only picks monks with the seventh level of magical power to start with. The souls of the sixth-level monks with magical powers have already been collected too much. It's like playing for fun, which is too boring.
His move surprised the sixth-level monks with magical powers. They really wanted to look up to the sky and shout: "The sky is falling, but there are tall people holding it up."
When the monk surnamed Yang saw this, he let out a long sigh, knowing that the situation was over. If he didn't run away, he might even lose his life here.
Immediately, he exchanged spiritual thoughts with several of the most powerful seventh-level magical monks, and instantly escaped together.
They are not particularly afraid of Xia Chen. After all, they are all old guys who have lived for hundreds of years. They also hold extremely precious life-saving trump cards in their hands. If they throw them out at a critical moment, they can definitely threaten the eighth-level magical monks.
If Xia Chen doesn't fight to the death, then he will lose both sides. Presumably, Xia Chen will also have to consider having the four holy beasts.
As long as he returns to his own territory, sets up a protective formation, and joins forces with several major forces, Xia Chen will be unable to do anything to them no matter how strong he is alone.
Of course, it is unavoidable to be disgraced and lose troops, but there is no way to do this. Who can make people strong and confident? Big fists are the truth. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please read it.)