With one palm, the southwest of the city was almost wiped out.
Before this, no one could imagine that with one person's strength, he could cause devastating damage to such a huge battle fortress!
Now I have to believe it.
Mr. Guan Yin and others were shocked and stopped and were about to retreat.
The reason they took action was to save the ancestor Xuanyuan. Now the giant ape has suffered another heavy blow. The facts prove that their attack was useless. The enemy is so fierce that they will not retreat at this time. When will they wait?
"Since you are here, there is no need to rush to leave. Xiao has something to say!"
A faint voice came into everyone's ears, calm and peaceful, without any resentment, but it had its own majesty.
But at this time, these people were like frightened birds, and they could not hear it. They were just rushing to escape!
Just as the three of them were about to retreat, a green light shone in front of them, and thirty-six dragon scale swords emerged from the void, surrounding the three of them.
"Sword Formation?"
The three of them were startled at first, and then they felt a sense of discomfort in their hearts.
"Your Excellency is amazing, but with just one sword formation, it would be too much to trap the three of us at the same time!"
In any case, the three of them are also the ancestors of the Spiritual Realm. Although they are still in the early stages, they are all experienced and have their own magical powers. This person wants to trap all three of them at the same time with just one sword formation.
, I really underestimate people, it is unbearable.
"Yeah?"
"The three of you can break my sword formation first!"
In the void, the sound of a gentle and peaceful sound sounded again, and a flash of glow flashed, and the golden body of a thousand feet gradually disappeared, showing a young man in white clothes and white robe. He looked at him with a handsome face. Yinghua was restrained, with one hand behind his back, looking lightly
Let's go here.
"Don't pay attention to him. Kill out!"
Mr. Guan Yin shouted softly and raised the ancient books in his hand. Hundreds of talismans of various colors flew out and shot out in all directions.
It seems that this person is proficient in the way of making talismans and is the master of talismans.
In the blink of an eye, various talismans wrapped thirty-six dragon scale swords tightly, and the "crackling" sounds were endless.
Calling this good opportunity, the man in the red robe and fellow Taoist Shui shook his body and was about to escape from the gap between the sword formation.
At this moment, the green light was dazzling, and the dragon scale sword, which was attacked fiercely by hundreds of talismans, suddenly escaped and slashed over like lightning. The two were shocked, but they could do nothing to do, and they could not avoid it.
If you can avoid it, you can only hurry to use defensive magic weapons, inject all your magic power into it, and quickly blocked it in front of you.
A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, mixed with blood and two muffled groans.
The man in red robe and fellow Taoist Shui instantly arrived outside the sword formation, but one broke his hand and the other broke his legs. He was in a mess. The defensive magic weapon he had just sacrificed had long been shattered by the invincible dragon scale short sword and turned into powder.
It was only about Mr. Yin's situation. He had neither broken his hands nor his feet. He only had an ochre color on his right shoulder, but his face turned pale, and he looked like his true energy magic power was overdrawn in an instant.
"Your Excellency said that this sword formation is so powerful, but it's just that!"
Mr. Guan Yin took a breath, tried to calm down the annoyance in his heart, and said with a sneer.
Xiao Fan pulled the corner of his mouth gently, and a faint smile appeared.
The green light shone in the void again, and another thirty-six dragon scale sword appeared. The three of them were still firmly trapped in the sword formation.
Based on intuition, Mr. Guan Yin and others knew that these thirty-six dragon scale swords were not the thirty-six just now.
Xiao Fan's sword formation is layered.
"Hmph. At worst, I can break it again!"
It can be seen that Mr. Guan Yin is also a person who refuses to admit defeat. In fact, only one of the billions of people who have reached such a state of cultivation is a genius. Who is not above the top and confident in daily life
Who is willing to bow your head to others and give in?
If it were those who gave up surrendering immediately when encountering danger and difficulties, they would never be able to reach this point today.
"Brother Guan Yin, it seems that the situation is wrong. We, we cannot reborn our limbs..."
The man in red robe whispered in a low voice, cold sweat had already oozing from his forehead. His left arm was broken as far as his elbows, and flames evaporated from the wound, but no blood gushed.
Beside him, fellow Taoist Shui was cut into two pieces with his right leg obliquely. The incision was extremely neat, and the wound was covered with black mist, and no drop of blood was seen. However, his face was the same as that of a man in a red robe, and he looked very ugly.
If such flesh and blood injuries on weekdays are just a trivial matter for them, they can easily give birth to new arms and thighs, and there will basically be no impact. But now, they seem to have encountered a huge
Trouble, I used my skills several times in succession, and each time I encountered a strong resistance at the wound, making it difficult for me to rebirth the broken arms and limbs.
Such a situation is unprecedented.
"It seems that it is a great aura that specifically restrains our magical skills..."
Mr. Guan Yin also hurriedly exercised to heal his wounds, but found that the wound on his shoulder could not heal, and his face changed, and he blurted out.
"What should I do?"
The fellow Taoist Shui shouted, with a clear look of fear in his eyes.
If you are injured, you cannot heal. In such a sharp sword formation, the risk of falling will increase exponentially. If you are not careful, you will be strangled into flesh paste.
Before Mr. Guan Yin could speak, a blue light flashed in the void not far away, and the third layer of dragon scale sword appeared again.
The three of them were even more shocked and looked at each other. This time, not only did the most fearful fellow Shui Daoist who became very frightened, but even the most arrogant Mr. Guan Yin couldn't help but show fear. I really don't know how to do this sword formation.
How many layers are there? Look at this posture, it is simply endless and endless.
Although they have practiced to the stage of enlightenment, they have never thought that the sword formation created by one person can be so complex and meticulous.
"laugh"
The second layer of thirty-six dragon-scale swords sprayed out a green sword light of about a foot long, and the incomparable murderous aura penetrated the bone marrow.
The Dragon Scale Sword vibrated gently, looking eager to try, and it was obvious that it was about to fly to the next moment.
"Fellow up!"
Fellow Daoist Shui no longer cared about Mr. Guan Yin's attitude and shouted hurriedly.
If he wants to cut off one more leg, he will become a tumbler!
"Fellow Taoist said just now, I have something to say, I wish to hear and see..."
Fellow Daoist Shui didn't even look at Mr. Guan Yin and the man in red robe, and said to himself.
Xiao Fan smiled faintly, his eyes swept across Mr. Guan Yin and the man in red robe, and asked softly: "What do you think of me?"
The man in red robe nodded quickly and said, "My word from Daoist Shui is very consistent with my wishes. I hope to hear the great views of Daoist!"
It's really hard to grasp the moment of life and death.
"It seems that this fellow Taoist is not willing to talk to Xiao. Since that's the case, Xiao doesn't mind sending the fellow Taoist on the way first, and then having a good chat with the other fellow Taoists to influence your seven night world.
It's always going to be solved."
Xiao Fan glanced at Mr. Guan Yin, who was pale, and said slowly.
In an instant, Mr. Guan Yin's face turned pale and ashen. Seeing that the thirty-six dragon scale swords were ready to attack at any time, he no longer cared about his reserved face. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to hear the most..."
“That’s good.”
Xiao Fan nodded slightly, raised his hand and 108 dragon-scale swords flew back, and disappeared into his body. He seemed to be not worried that they would take the opportunity to escape, and he was full of confidence.
On the other side, the woman in the gorgeous clothes had already applied oil to the soles of her feet and retreated from afar. Seeing that something was wrong, she was about to escape with light from her feet.
A wave like water striking twist, a white figure suddenly appeared in the void, standing in front of the woman in the gorgeous clothes, the woman in the gorgeous clothes felt a heart-wrenching chill coming towards her, and couldn't help but strikingly.
A chill.
"go back!"
Xin Lin said lightly, not even willing to say a word.
The power of the magical thought of a woman in gorgeous clothes swept into Xin Lin and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It is impossible to judge this person's cultivation level.
But what is certain is that the beautiful and refined beauty in front of her, who is as cold as an iceberg, has a certain cultivation level above her. The intuition of a woman in gorgeous clothes tells her that if this beautiful woman wants to take her life, she will never be too
Disaster.
What's especially important is that she could see that Xin Lin is the kind of person who would never have a single nonsense. If she asked her to go back, she had to go back obediently. As long as she hesitated a little, she believed that Xin Lin would do it at all.
You're welcome, attack her immediately.
So the female ancestor of the Wuling period, without getting married, was so depressed and unwilling that, under Xin Lin's cold gaze, she obediently returned to Mr. Guan Yin and the other three, with her pretty cheeks, bright red.
It's like blood, but I just feel that the humiliation I have suffered in my life is nothing more than that.
Under the gaze of thousands of low-level disciples, the four ancestors of the Wuling period stood in front of Xiao Fan in a regular manner, holding their breath and not even dared to breathe.
"Very good, let's invite fellow Taoist Xuanyuan to come up. I'll tell him about this."
Xiao Fan nodded gently, raised his hand and made a move to the city below. He saw a figure flying out of the deep pit. He was wearing a gray robe, thin and dry, with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He was the ancestor Xuanyuan who had recovered his human form.
However, the old ancestor Xuanyuan now has a gray face, his eyes are dull, his aura has greatly weakened, and even his mid-stage realm is difficult to maintain. He has fallen to the early level. It is obvious that he has suffered a severe injury in two confrontations and has been severely damaged.
The original power of this old monster was hurt.
What is particularly surprising is that the ancestor Xuanyuan was arrested by Xiao Fan and did not struggle at all, as if he was subjected to some kind of strong imprisonment.
When they got closer, everyone discovered that the ancestor Xuanyuan was tightly tied up by a nearly transparent rope, and it seemed like he was tied into a rice dumpling.
The middle-stage ancestor of Wuling and the strongest man with almost the highest level in the lower level was like a child, and he was played with in his palms without any resistance.
Master Ancestor!
Almost at the same time, such a strange idea suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.
The person in front of him has great magical powers, just like the ancestor. (To be continued)