The power of faith radiates out from Kongwu's little staff, as if it is the third sword of the stars, shining brightly.
The endless Sanskrit sounds continuously bombarded the array spirit, making him upset and angry for a while, and his murderous intention became even stronger.
Dongfang Liang, on the other hand, was waving the death sickle, appearing and disappearing, looking for opportunities for sneak attacks.
Anlong's formation skills are outstanding, but his combat effectiveness is not weak, but he uses a long spear.
On the spear, there is a demon dragon pattern, which is tempered by the demon dragon and has infinite power.
As soon as the spear was thrust out, the void trembled.
The four people surrounded the formation spirit and started a fierce fight.
The battle storm spread, and the surrounding area suddenly became empty.
The approaching monsters were strangled to pieces by the power storm, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.
This indirectly relieved everyone's pressure.
Zhuo Yifan looked at the formation spirits in front of him, but he was constantly weighing them in his heart.
The formation spirit can handle the siege of the four masters with only 30% of its strength. Although I am sure that I can rush to his side now, it is hard to say whether the attack will be effective.
If there is the slightest mistake, everyone here today will probably suffer.
Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to be reckless and decided to take a look at the situation first.
"I know you are trying to find a way out of the cage, but I advise you not to waste your efforts. This cage is the cone of a large formation. If it is broken by a small Mahayana period, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the immortal?"
The formation spirit said disdainfully.
His body is still here, the star core is his heart, and he cannot leave the formation.
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and asked: "Where has the escape god gone? Aren't you afraid that he will kill you after discovering your evil deeds?"
"Although I don't know where this feeling comes from, I just know that the immortal Dunshen will never appear in front of me."
The formation spirit sneered: "That old guy thinks I don't know my life experience. Humph, he did such a cruel thing to me, how can I let him go? So I want to seize his disciples to vent my anger.
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Zhuo Yifan's heart trembled, Damn, does this guy actually know his origin?
He pretended to be puzzled and said: "Your enemy is the God of Disaster. If you have the ability, just seek revenge from him. What's the point of invoking anger on others?"
"You think I don't want to? The aura of Dunshen has disappeared, completely disappeared."
The formation spirit said angrily: "This old immortal is finally dead, and his breath is no longer in the whole world. If I don't seek revenge from his disciples, who else can I seek revenge from?"
Zhuo Yifan was speechless.
Is the escape god really dead?
After all, he was doing well when he left the message, and no one could predict what would happen next.
Of course, people who can make him feel threatened may also kill him.
Could it be that all this was done by the legendary God Destroyer?
Zhen Ling looked at Zhuo Yifan and laughed: "You are different from everyone else. I like your body very much."
Zhuo Yifan felt a chill: "Wochao, I'm a normal man, I won't like a transvestite like you. Haha, look, your clone is about to die."
The array spirit was furious: "A bunch of ants dare to hurt me and seek death."
His body swayed, and another clone flew out.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed coldly, and the power of his mind instantly communicated with Miss Fang.
Miss Fang looked solemn and nodded slightly.
At this moment, the four people dispersed instantly, forming a group of two, blocking the clones and preventing them from joining together.
The original clone was a bit miserable.
The black energy spread across his body, and it turned out to be eroded by the evil energy of the Death Scythe.
The black mist was twisted, like a living thing, and kept drilling into his body desperately.
And Kūgo's Sanskrit sounds were rolling, like a torrent, impacting his consciousness all the time, making him unable to concentrate on fighting at all, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
In this case, everyone is at the peak of their combat power, and a slight mistake can lead to very terrible consequences.
The four people attacked like a violent storm without any pause, and finally beat the array spirit clone until it vomited blood and rolled on the ground.
The two battlefields opened again, the giants roared like thunder, and the sky shook.
And the four masters all unleashed their peak power, no longer hiding their secrets, using all their special moves, and the formation spirit clones were defeated step by step.
Miss Fang's masters gathered together to protect her.
They looked solemn as they were brewing and preparing.
Two against one, the formation spirit couldn't take much advantage, so he couldn't help but frown slightly.
These humans were too difficult to deal with, and because he lost a large number of star cores, the entire Seven-Star Defying Heaven Formation was completely supported by a mother star, and its power was not as powerful as before, which also caused his power to be greatly restricted.
He frowned, once again created a clone and rushed outside.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed and he shouted: "We must stop him now!"
The people behind Miss Fang suddenly dispersed, took out the formation flag from their body, and planted it on the ground at an extremely fast speed.
boom!
Lines of black mist rose into the sky, instantly blocking the space-time barrier and the battlefield.
The formation spirit sneered and said: "Do you think you can succeed like this? You are so naive. I have the power of a large formation and can clone infinitely. Although each clone can only explode peak energy, how many masters do you have?"
He laughed proudly, created a clone again, flew out, and rushed towards Miss Fang.
"Back off first!"
Miss Fang gave the order, and everyone was like a startled tiger, running madly forward.
After being strangled in three battlefields, the original protagonist, the demon flying squirrel, has completely turned into a frightened bird.
In front of the supreme master, they are as fragile as babies, strangled by the storm of power, like paper.
Although their IQs are not high, their biological instincts have not changed. They immediately stayed away and did not dare to get close.
This actually freed up a lot of space for everyone.
"Hahaha, I want to escape, I'm dreaming."
The fourth avatar of the formation spirit laughed wildly, crossed the black mist directly, and pounced down in the air.
"Kill now!"
Miss Fang calmly ordered.
Suddenly a cannon appeared in the hands of the monks.
The power of more than a hundred dark magic cannons gathered together is astonishing, completely breaking through the energy limit of this world.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, a thousand-foot pitch-black hole appeared. The black light pillar tore through the void, rushed far into the sky, and hit the barrier of the formation fiercely, causing violent fluctuations in the entire formation.
Zhuo Yifan and Zhen Ling, who were standing within the space-time barrier, felt this terrifying vibration, as if the entire barrier was shaking violently.
The array spirit's face changed drastically: "It can actually exceed the limit of power and cause barrier fluctuations. How can these damn guys be so powerful."
He roared loudly and moved his hands rapidly. Countless threads suddenly appeared on the star core, running through the entire formation.
Zhuo Yifan smiled coldly in his heart and said: "Xingling, actually, you have mistaken the God of Escape."
"What did you say?"
The star spirits were hurriedly trying to resolve the large fluctuations in the formation, but they were startled when they heard this.