Based on Qiye Python's experience, he has seen countless magic formations of various types. Basically, he doesn't pay much attention to the magic formations of lower level. Whether it is Tianshou Palace or Jiuyin Kingdom, the guard formations are so subtle and mysterious.
In his eyes, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs, and they are nothing to worry about.
But the power of the invisible magic circle here was able to block his blow. Although he didn't try his best, it was surprising enough.
Even so, the silver-haired man over there was still shocked. If he hadn't been a puppet, he would have been sweating profusely. Without the power of the magic circle, his puppet body might have been severely damaged in one move.
Although as long as the puppet is not completely destroyed, his soul can be preserved, but if the injury is too serious, the puppet will lose its combat effectiveness.
In such a fierce battle, he knew very well how serious the consequences of losing combat effectiveness would be.
At this time, no one will specifically protect you or take care of you. Whether you can survive depends on your own luck.
"This magic circle is somewhat interesting. No wonder you two little thieves tried every possible means to lure this ancestor here."
Qiye Python rolled his eyes and already knew what was going on.
"Old devil, if you are afraid, you may have a chance of survival if you run away now."
Prince Vimalakia said coldly.
He did not stay motionless in the void, but slowly changed his position, but always faced the Seven Nights Python head-on. The invisible power of the formation gradually spread, covering the entire Tianzun Ridge, and the Seven Nights Python could
Feel it clearly.
"Humph, little thief, I told you earlier that you don't need to use provocation. Since all of you ants are gathered here, how could this ancestor leave so easily? Naturally, I will catch you all in one fell swoop, and save a lot of effort."
The Seven Night Python sneered and looked around, carefully sensing the omnipresent power of the magic circle in the void.
"Back in the upper world, that despicable villain Xiao Wuji liked to use formations to secretly attack. It seems that this formation must have been left here by that junior. Hum, even if it is so, so what? Is it just a mere one?
Can the magic circle protect you from death?"
"Old devil, you're talking nonsense!"
Xiao Fan's low shout came from the void, but he did not show up or make any excuses.
Wuji Tianzun is famous in the Thalmor world, respected by countless people, and his name will last forever. It is definitely not something that the Seven Night Python can change with a few casual slanders. The more the Seven Nights Python hates Wuji Tianzun, the more it proves that he suffered a lot at the hands of Wuji Tianzun.
deficit.
In all likelihood, his true self was killed by Wuji Tianzun in the upper realm.
"Little thief, since this magic circle was left behind by that despicable villain Xiao Wuji, it must have more than this little power. Let's just use all the magical powers and let this ancestor see it, so that you can understand when you die.
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"Old devil, he's about to die and he's still boasting!"
A black shadow flashed in the void, and the Nine Yin Heavenly King appeared in another direction. After two years of rest, his previous injuries were finally healed and his skills were fully restored. There were two people standing next to him, one of whom was Huang Quan.
Zhenjun, another man wearing aqua blue robe, is the man in blue shirt who came to Tianzun Ridge to "make trouble" with Old Monster Cangwu and others.
A hundred years have passed, and the magic power of True Monarch Huangquan has become stronger than before. However, it still remains at the early stage of spiritual enlightenment, in the initial state of great achievement, and there is still one last step to break through the bottleneck.
As soon as the three of them appeared, Lord Huang Quan said nothing. With a flip of his wrist, a dark alms bowl turned over, and white water poured out from the alms bowl. The man in blue shirt flicked his sleeves, and the water instantly turned into a huge wave.
, roaring and sweeping towards the bloody boy. In the blink of an eye, the bloody boy seemed to be in the vast ocean.
King Jiuyin opened his mouth, and a white cold air spurted out.
Before everyone could recover, the huge waves suddenly condensed, and all the flood water instantly condensed into ice. A huge piece of azure black ice appeared strangely on Tianzunling Square, and the bloody boy was frozen in it.
Xuan Bing was in the middle, his mouth was open and he was speechless, motionless.
The Nine-Yin Heavenly King, the True Monarch of Underworld and the man in blue all practice water-based techniques with different emphasis. This is the first time they have taken action together, but their cooperation is very tacit. The bloody boy has not even come back to his senses.
Come and be frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Great, this monster is nothing more than that..."
There was a loud praise in the air, but I don’t know who it came from.
Although everyone knows that it is impossible to kill this demon simply by relying on the power of black ice, it also shows that this demon is by no means completely invincible.
"Let's all take action together and give him a fatal blow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the center of the black ice shining with blood. Before everyone could recover, the huge blue black ice melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, there was melting from the inside out.
A big hole, only a thin layer of ice shell is left. Just take a breath, and the entire black ice will completely turn into running water.
At this moment, a yellow light flashed under the bloody boy's feet, and a thin figure suddenly came out, holding a pair of earth-yellow giant hammers that were much larger than his body in both hands, and instantly reached the top of the bloody boy's head.
, "Huh", an extremely heavy sound of breaking through the air sounded, and two giant earth-yellow hammers hit the head.
This sudden change took a moment, and the bloody boy was caught off guard. He had no time to dodge, and two giant hammers hit him hard on the top of his head.
"Bang!"
Like a rotten watermelon bursting open, blood splattered everywhere.
The bloody boy's head was completely shattered by the giant hammer. The headless body shook twice, then turned over and fell.
"What bullshit, the ancestor, you are vulnerable!"
The old monster Cangwu Jiejie smiled strangely, and with a sway of his body, he dodged to one side.
Everyone stared intently at the headless corpse, wanting to see what tricks the ancestor was going to play.
Everyone knows that this old devil will never be killed like this.
Right now, we are actually still in the testing stage. We must force out the devil's magical powers bit by bit. Only when he exerts all his strength can we find his real weakness. We are all old people who have fought together, and they have so much experience in fighting.
, I know very well in my heart that the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to be killed. Only by focusing on the real weakness can we destroy a strong enemy.
"You're a junior, you have a sinister look and you're born to look like a villain who attacks from behind!"
A faint voice sounded behind Old Monster Cangwu, and the bloody boy suddenly emerged from the void. When he hurriedly looked at the headless corpse, there was no trace of it anywhere?
The old monster Cangwu looks like he is looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, triumphantly, but in fact he has always been very vigilant. The power of his spiritual thoughts is fully activated, covering dozens of feet around him. As soon as there is any trouble, he will immediately take shelter. This old man
There is always some truth in why people can live to be two or three thousand years old.
As soon as I heard the bloody boy's voice behind me, I was so shocked that I didn't even think about it. Light escaped from my feet and I shot forward.
There was only a "chi" sound, and a blood-red claw appeared in the void, carrying the pungent smell of blood, and clawed at the thin and withered body of the Cangwu old monster as fast as lightning.
Although the Cangwu old monster escapes very fast, how can it be faster than this sharp claw?
In just a flash, the sharp claws reached the back of his heart, and he could even feel the overwhelming murderous aura, penetrating deep into his bone marrow.
At this time, Old Monster Cangwu was really frightened.
Whether it was dodge or reflexive parry, it was obviously too late.
Fortunately, this time, they are fighting together!
A "chi" sound!
A figure flashed out of the void. It was the charming middle-aged beautiful woman Mrs. Wu Shan. She stood in front of the old monster Cangwu. She raised her slender hand and suddenly turned into a black ghost claw without any hesitation.
The ground rushed towards the blood-red sharp claws.
Only the sound of "clicking" could be heard.
It was the sound of bones breaking, which sounded extremely scary.
Even though everyone present was a top expert who had experienced hundreds of battles, they couldn't help but frown secretly.
Finally, the blood-red sharp claws disappeared, but Mrs. Wushan's delicate body flew out, flying a full seven or eight feet away before landing on the ground. She staggered back a few steps before finally standing firm and carefully.
Looking at it, I saw pieces of clothes on Mrs. Wushan's right shoulder torn to pieces, revealing her crystal-clear jade shoulder. The skin on the shoulder was torn and the flesh was torn. There were several scars deep into the bone, but it was white and miserable, and not a drop of blood could seep out.
"Hey, I thought there was something weird. It turned out to be a mandrill. No wonder you dared to take a blow from me... Humph, your taste is really strong. You actually took the mandrill's body?"
The bloody young man did not chase her again, but looked at Mrs. Wushan in the distance and said with a half-smile.
Mrs. Wushan's face turned pale, and a look of fear quickly flashed in her eyes.
No one understands the tyranny of the mandrill's body better than her. Even those powerful beasts who are famous for their tyranny are far inferior to the strength of the mandrill's body. If she hadn't taken a fancy to this back then, she would never have done it.
A mandrill that knows how to snatch corpses from dead bodies. Now this Seven-Night Python casually struck it, but it couldn't resist it, and its skin and flesh were torn apart.
This old devil's magical power is so vast that it is truly unfathomable.
"Little girl, you have a corpse mandrill body that has been cultivated for at least ten thousand years. In such a low-level interface, you are pretty good. But based on this, you dare to go head-to-head with this ancestor. You are really worthy.
You are ignorant and fearless!"
The bloody boy immediately sneered.
"If it weren't for the help of the magic circle, even the body of this ancestor would have been torn into pieces by you!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman is worthy of being a super strong person in the spiritual enlightenment stage. She quickly recovered from the shock. She touched her right shoulder with her left hand, and the cracked wound healed quietly. The broken clothes were restored to their original appearance. She raised the corners of her mouth and put them on again.
That charming smile.
"Knowing that I am a weak woman, yet you are so ruthless. Even though the founder has extraordinary powers, his demeanor is still lacking!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman said softly, her eyes as charming as silk.
"Yeah?"
The Seven Night Python looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Little girl, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. As long as you quit now, leave here immediately and fly away, I can spare your life!"
"Otherwise, you are seeking death yourself. No wonder this ancestor has lost his grace." (To be continued.)