As eighteen figures appeared in the sky above each hell, the evil ghosts in the hell immediately stopped attacking, rose into the air, and gathered around them.
Naturally, everyone stopped, raised their heads, and stared at Ye Dong and others with doubts on their faces, not knowing what they were going to do.
However, Ye Dong did not speak, but just stared at them with a sneer. Pan Chaoyang, who had just appeared, took a step forward, smiled at the people trapped in the hell below him, and said: "Welcome
Everyone enters the Hell of Sword Mountain!"
While speaking, Pan Chaoyang was also holding the formation with both hands, and his speed was extremely fast. When he finished speaking, a strange pattern rushed out of his hand, carrying a ball of golden light, and rushed directly into the ground below.
"Keng clang clang!"
Suddenly, with the sound of crisp metal sounds, countless sharp knives suddenly stretched out from the underground of this hell, with cold light shining and murderous intent!
The people in the formation did not expect that sharp knives would stick out from the ground. Without any precaution, nearly half of the people were immediately penetrated by these sharp knives. There were countless transparent holes in their bodies, and their blood was like spring water.
The gurgling flow slowly flowed into the ground along the blades inserted into their bodies.
What's even more terrifying is that the countless sharp knives on the ground are still rising.
Earth-shattering screams suddenly erupted in this hell called Knife Mountain. Those who were lucky enough not to be stabbed by the sharp knives were sweating coldly and their backs were cold. They stood up in a hurry, trying to escape.
He passed these sharp knives that were still rising, but as Pan Chaoyang's hand skills changed again, the evil ghosts surrounding his body suddenly exploded, turning into golden formations, and stretched into a large sheet, blocking everyone's heads.
Above, powerful dragon energy spurted out, releasing endless pressure and blocking these people's path to survival.
"Boom!"
The original metallic sound turned into a loud noise that shook the sky. A mountain of knives covering the entire hell finally broke free from the shackles of the earth, broke out of the ground, and slowly rose.
The sharp knives that everyone saw just now were just the tip of the iceberg. As the mountain of knives rose higher, everyone discovered that more and more sharp knives appeared in their eyes.
The cold sword light reflected their faces full of terror!
Those who were desperately flying upward felt the pressure released by the golden giant above their heads, like heavy mountains making it difficult for them to move forward. However, the mountain of knives under them, with countless sharp knives standing upright, was still hurtling.
The constant speed continued to increase, getting closer and closer to them.
On top of the mountain of knives, there are dozens of corpses that have been pierced by several knives. The blood of each of them has long been drained. There is a dead look on the face as pale as paper, staring at these companions.
Everyone was so frightened that their livers and gallbladders burst, their bodies were shaking violently, and some even became incontinent. Death may not be scary, but the process of waiting for death to come is very scary!
Finally someone woke up and loudly called on everyone: "Don't panic, everyone, unite and destroy this mountain of swords!"
If someone took the lead, others would naturally join in. So everyone hurriedly joined forces, each using various heavenly weapons, using various combat skills, and worked together to attack the mountain of knives below.
Colorful brilliance illuminated the sky, and all kinds of magical weapons, all carrying the power that seemed to be able to destroy everything, crashed into the mountain of swords.
"Boom boom boom!"
The deafening crash resounded through the dark night sky, and now all the other people in hell were watching these people closely.
Because they know that they will probably face the same dangerous situation soon, so the behavior of everyone in Daoshan Hell can serve as a reference for them, or at least let them know how to solve it.
At this moment, Pan Chaoyang was like the Lord of Hell, standing in the air, staring coldly at the group of struggling people below him, with a very calm face, as if he was not worried at all that they would blow away the mountain of swords.
The fact is indeed the case. These sword mountains are not real, they are just the power of the formation, appearing in a different form. In addition, when Pan Chaoyang set up the formation, he was not familiar with the formation patterns carved by each hell.
It's the same, just like in the Hell of Sword Mountain, the power of the earth element is combined with the power of the metal element.
The entire land is made of earth element, and its power is endless and endless. The interaction between earth and metal makes the power of metal element more powerful and indestructible. Not to mention these people, even if the same number of peerless experts attack at the same time,
It is impossible to destroy this mountain of swords.
Ye Dong was also watching the situation in the Hell of Daoshan, feeling shocked in his heart. This was the surprise that Pan Chaoyang brought to him in the formation method.
Only he could vaguely understand that this Eighteen Hell Formation was actually divided into two levels. The first level was where the evil spirits attacked just now, and the second level now was the real killing array.
To put it bluntly, these eighteen people are the formation eyes of each of the eighteen small formations. They use their power to stimulate the second layer of changes in the formation, allowing the killing formation to truly activate.
In addition to Ye Dong, Hong Lang and the others, these eighteen people, including Jiao Zhi, Yue Bukong, Gong Ziluo, and Chu Jiao Niang, were all brought here. Moreover, whichever formation they stood on, everyone was also Pan Chaoyang.
After careful calculation, each person's position is arranged based on their characteristics.
For example, Ruo Chengfeng is good at ice and wood powers, but his wood power is slightly weaker than Xue Qingge, so the hell he controls is called Ice Hell, which brings out his strengths, while Xue Qingge
Song is responsible for controlling the Iron Tree Hell.
At this time, Pan Chaoyang nodded to the other seventeen people and said, "You can start too!"
Jiao Crocodile couldn't hold it back for a long time. When he heard this, he burst out laughing. He pointed at the group of people in the hell under him and said: "You guys had a great time chasing down your Grandpa Long just now. Now it's my turn! Give them all."
Go to hell! Go to hell with boiling sand!"
As he moved his hands, those under him suddenly realized that their feet were no longer solid ground, but turned into a rolling sea of red sand.
Suddenly, a group of people fell into the sea of sand, and screamed in agony.
There seems to be a layer of raging fire underground, burning the gravel red and emitting scorching heat, so that those trapped deep inside are surrounded by quicksand and flames at the same time, even if they have heavenly weapons to protect themselves and spiritual energy to defend themselves.
But because there is no way to escape from this sea of sand, whether it is a heavenly weapon or spiritual energy, it will be melted by the hot sand. Naturally, they will also be squeezed to death or burned to death!
At the same time as the crocodile took action, the other fifteen people also fought with each other at the same time, activating the power of hell controlled by each!