In the helicopter a thousand meters above the altar, Ouyang Lihuo couldn't help but sigh as he saw the power of thunder and lightning surrounding Yang Chen.
"This kid is such a freak!"
Yuan Lang watched hundreds of thunder and lightning condensing around the plane, and was ready to push the plane down with all his strength.
"Thunder!"
At this time, Yang Chen looked at the power of thunder and lightning accumulated around him, which had reached the limit that his cultivation could gather.
He raised his right hand in the air, and the power of thunder and lightning condensed into a ball in his palm, connecting all the surrounding thunder and lightning powers together, like a huge tree of silver sparks.
As his right hand waved downwards.
Hundreds of thunder and lightning forces moved like snakes towards the rolling blood mist below.
Bang bang bang!
The next moment, lightning flashed and thundered in the sky, the wind roared, and the power of hundreds of thunder and lightning tore through the blood mist blockade.
Nine huge whirlpools of blood mist shook violently.
boom!
Along with a flash of white light, a huge breath appeared directly under the plane.
"Lao Yuan, it's now!"
Yang Chen watched several streaks of thunder and lightning falling towards the ground along the torn holes, and quickly shouted loudly.
He jumped up and a carp jumped up and entered the cabin along the rope.
"Sit tight!"
Yuan Lang shouted loudly and turned off the helicopter's engine.
The helicopter fell instantly, getting faster and faster. The second before the blood mist was about to close again, the aircraft passed through the blood mist with a violent vibration.
Five hundred meters above the ground, Yuan Lang started the engine again.
"Junior brother, get ready to jump down. Let's bombard these bastards!"
Yuan Lang looked excitedly at the altar four hundred meters below, glowing with red blood, and shouted.
"Hold on to me!"
Yang Chen knew what Yuan Lang was going to do.
Although the helicopter was a meeting gift from Third Senior Sister Situ Jing to Xiao Ran, if it can really destroy the altar now, it would be well worth the money.
He grabbed the arms of Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Lihuo who had not yet recovered, and the true energy in the Dantian surged with all its strength. Through "Liuhe Bahuang Jin"
Increase strength.
"Damn it! Don't you leave one for me?"
Yuan Lang was ready to take the opportunity to come to rescue the beauty, but when he turned around, he saw Ouyang Qingfeng reaching out to him.
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
"Jump!"
As the plane continued to fall, Yuan Lang turned off the engine again one hundred and fifty meters above the ground.
Bang!
The next moment, Yang Chen and Yuan Lang grabbed Ouyang Qian and broke the window directly, jumped up, and headed towards the hillside on one side.
A huge energy shield formed around Yang Chen, wrapping the three of them inside.
Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Lihuo were frightened, but looking at Yang Chen's resolute profile, they were actually a little lost in thought.
Just as the five people rolled down the hillside, there was a loud roar near the altar below.
The mushroom cloud formed by the plane explosion soared into the sky, and the surrounding sand and gravel flew away. Strong winds blew up, and the entire valley was filled with dust, making it impossible to see the other side.
"ah!"
"Ah!"
Along with the screams, Yang Chen and others finally woke up.
"Mad, it doesn't seem to be of any use."
Yuan Lang looked at the burning wreckage of the plane at the altar. The altar seemed to be protected by a powerful energy, and there was no loss at all.
"It's still somewhat useful. A few people died."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, looking at the six corpses lying on the ground burned to death, and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "These European werewolves are so stupid and brainless that they dare to cooperate with Marukuni Onmyoji."
"Once the Broken Dragon Formation is formed, the people in the formation will also be protected by the formation."
"These werewolves are cannon fodder."
"Except for the few earl-level werewolves who were slightly injured, all the viscount and baron-level werewolves have now become roasted wolves."
Yang Chen took a quick glance and saw that all those killed by the plane explosion were werewolves. Nine onmyojis were sitting cross-legged near the formation without even moving their hair.
"Baga! Who dares to destroy our great dragon-severing formation!"
The next moment, a roar came.
"It's me, your grandfather!"
The corners of Yuan Lang's mouth raised, he jumped down, and took out two daggers from his waist with both hands: "You guys, you are a bunch of bastards, you dare to take a chance on my fate in China, you don't want to live, right?"
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, Ouyang Qingfeng and Ouyang Qian were also standing beside Yuan Lang, with two flames condensing in their palms.
And Ouyang Lihuo was surrounded by a stream of water.
Seeing this scene, Kawamoto Cilang's expression changed slightly, and he said ferociously: "It's you Chinese strangers again!"
"But you are already late. The Dragon-Severing Formation has been activated. It only takes twenty minutes to completely destroy your destiny in China. You are just a bunch of losers trying to stop the Dragon-Severing Formation. It is a wishful thinking!"
Kawamoto Jiro let out a wild laugh.
"Mad, look at how awesome you are, I'll chop off your head and use it as a chamber pot later!"
As he spoke, the two swords in Yuan Lang's hands rotated at high speed and he quickly walked towards the altar.
Ouyang Qingfeng's family of three followed closely behind.
"Petersien, now it's time for your European Peter family to show off. Kill all these humble Chinese aliens and buy us time!"
Watching Yuan Lang and the others walking quickly, Kawamoto Lang, who was still maintaining the formation, shouted loudly.
"Stupid Chinese alien."
"I will send you to hell today!"
Petersien, who had blond hair, pulled his hands and tore his coat on the spot. His whole body grew rapidly and turned into a giant two-meter-tall werewolf. The red hairs on his body stood up and he let out a sound in his throat.
The wolf howl breaks through the sky.
Along with Petersen, there were three counts who all transformed on the spot, patted their chests with their huge claws, and let out deafening screams.
"Leave this golden wolf to me, and you and your family will handle the rest!"
Yuan Lang looked at Peter Sien with excitement on his face, jumped up, and the next moment he was already above Peter Sien's head.
Yuan Lang's cultivation level is not that good, but he is still at the peak of the land realm, and he can step into the Qi training realm in one step.
It's more than enough to fight against Count Petersen.
"Xiaoqian, Lihuo, you go and destroy the altar, you must destroy it no matter what!"
Ouyang Qingfeng looked ferocious and shouted loudly.
"Dad, be careful!"
Ouyang Qian nodded heavily, and she and Ouyang Lihuo rushed towards the altar.
"Two little beauties, let me eat you!"
At this moment, the two werewolves quickly attacked Ouyang Qian and the two.
"A group of wolf cubs who don't know the heights of the sky dare to step into our country and destroy our destiny. I will skin your wolves today!"
"Zhurong's Wrath!"
Just as the two werewolves flew toward the Ouyang Qian sisters, Ouyang Qingfeng roared in his throat.
He punched the ground hard, flames spread quickly around him, and the ground shook.
In front of the two werewolves, a huge wall of flames gathered, forcing them back.
"Fire tip spear!"
Ouyang Qingfeng's eyes burned with flames. He grabbed the void with his right hand and the power of the flames around him condensed at high speed, forming a huge two-meter-long fire-tipped spear in his hand.
In an instant, Ouyang Qingfeng stared at the three werewolves as if possessed by the god of fire: "Anyone who offends China will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
Bang!
Ouyang Qingfeng jumped up, stepping on the flames under his feet, and quickly stabbed the nearest werewolf with the fire-tip spear in his hand.
"Fuck!"
On the hill, Yang Chen's eyes widened when he saw the following scene: "This Ouyang Qingfeng is actually an S-level alien. This transformation is really amazing. His strength should be equivalent to that of the land realm. But once
Against three, it consumes a lot of mental energy, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to sustain it for long!”
"Lao Yuan, Team Leader Ouyang, hold on, I'll destroy the Dragon Broken Formation first!"
"Five minutes!"
Yang Chen knew that if Yuan Lang and the four wanted to deal with the four counts, the nine Onmyojis had no chance of winning.
He quickly sat cross-legged and took out all the charms in front of him.
"The eight-part Tianlong Formation seems a bit difficult to arrange."
Yang Chen looked at the talisman paper in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he glanced at the altar at the foot of the hill. It was almost completed.
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone and looked at the instructions on how to arrange the talisman array that his senior sister Yang Hehua sent last night. With a burst of zhenqi, he opened an opening on his finger and began to draw the essence and blood talisman on the spot.