"Junior brother, how long do you have? This werewolf looks a bit fierce."
Five minutes later, Yuan Lang was out of breath, turned to look at Yang Chen who was sitting on the hill with a serious look, shouted, and inserted a dagger into the werewolf's shoulder.
"Ouch!"
Petersien let out a scream and shook Yuan Lang away with force: "Damn Chinese, I will definitely tear you apart today."
"It's just you? I'm full and have enough strength. I can fight for a whole day."
"But it takes time for you werewolves to transform, right? I want to see how long you can last!"
Yuan Lang looked excited, looked at Bidens, and raised his middle finger.
"dad!"
At this moment, Ouyang Lihuo screamed.
Yuan Lang turned his head and saw that Ouyang Qingfeng was punched away and hit hard on a rock. The blood in his mouth was splashed out desperately.
"There are actually such awesome people among the aliens!"
Yuan Lang looked at the three werewolves who were fighting Ouyang Qingfeng, and now only one was left rushing toward him.
The remaining two were pierced by fire-pointed spears.
When the last gray-haired werewolf attacked, Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Lihuo took action at the same time, and a fire and ice arrow struck at the werewolf at the same time.
Bang bang bang!
A count-level werewolf with extremely strong defense.
Ouyang Qian and the two were only A-level aliens. Their attack method was just a tickle for the earl. It only made the gray-haired werewolf move a lot slower, roaring in his throat, and leaping into the air.
, attacking towards the three of them.
"Xiaoqian, Lihuo, step back!"
Ouyang Qingfeng's face turned pale, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of his mouth. He looked at the werewolf falling from the sky. He endured the severe pain, waved his hands, and a huge fire-tipped gun whizzed towards the werewolf.
"Puff!"
Ouyang Qingfeng was seriously injured, blood spurted out again, his face turned pale, and he lay directly in Ouyang Qian's arms.
But Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Lihuo were not much better.
As soon as the two of them approached the altar, they were knocked away by the powerful energy of the altar, and their internal organs were displaced.
Now that I am using my superpower, my whole body is in severe pain.
The attacking werewolf just dodged and avoided the fire-tipped spear, and then attacked the three of them with its sharp claws.
"Hold!"
Yuan Lang watched this scene and was just about to prepare for rescue when Bidens from the opposite side rushed towards him again, blocking his way.
"Yang Chen, your woman is dying, can you hurry up!"
Yuan Lang roared angrily while dealing with Beedens.
"ah!"
Ouyang Lihuo watched the claws attack and closed his eyes subconsciously. A breath of death had already hit him.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this critical moment, the werewolf in front of him let out a scream, and then hit the ground with a thud.
Ouyang Qian, who was protecting her father, slowly opened her eyes and stared in disbelief at the last werewolf with a big hole in her chest and wide-eyed eyes.
"One versus three, Team Leader Ouyang is really awesome."
At this moment, a calm voice came from behind.
When the two of them turned their heads, they saw Yang Chen standing behind him with a golden talisman in his hand.
"Yang Chen!"
Ouyang Qian's eyes lit up and she looked a little excited.
"Your dad just consumed too much power and suffered internal injuries. Just help him recover his fire attribute power."
"Leave the rest to me."
Yang Chen glanced at Ouyang Qingfeng, who was ashen-faced, jumped up and headed towards the altar.
"Count Peter, stop him quickly!"
At this moment, Kawamoto Cilang, who had reached the last five minutes, looked at Yang Chen's attack, instinctively felt a sense of fear, and quickly shouted loudly.
"Ho ho ho!"
Bidens's eyes were blood red. He looked at Yang Chen who was strolling towards the altar. He turned around, broke away from Yuan Lang, and attacked Yang Chen.
"Junior brother, be careful to the right!"
Yuan Lang was in shock, looked at the escaped Bidens, and shouted loudly.
"Ho ho ho ni ma!"
Just when Peter Ens attacked, Yang Chen didn't even look at it, he raised his hand and shot out a sword energy.
"puff!"
Peterens had a mouthful of blood and a big hole in his chest. He knelt on the ground on the spot and felt cold.
"This kid...has made another breakthrough?"
Yuan Lang felt the aura on Yang Chen's body and his eyes widened.
A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Chen's mouth.
Just when he was learning the eight-part Tianlong Talisman Formation, he unexpectedly had an epiphany and the eighth seal was broken.
"Baga!"
Kawamoto Jilang saw that Peter Ens couldn't even catch a move in Yang Chen's hands, and a cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes: "This Chinese is a Qi refiner, the same person who killed Murakami-kun before!"
"Fumura Taku-kun, for the sake of Maru Country's great plan, I have to stop him even if I die!"
Kawamoto Cilang's expression changed drastically and he shouted lowly.
"Hey!"
Fumura Taku stood in front of Yang Chen in a flash: "It is rumored that Chinese Qi Refiners are a taboo in the world. I would like to see what skills you Qi Refiners have that can get past me!"
"Idiot!"
The next moment, Yang Chen appeared behind Bucun Taku.
But there was a blood mark on Bumura Taku's neck, and blood spurted out wildly. He didn't even have a chance to take action, so he went directly to see Yamata no Okami.
"You...you actually..."
Kawamoto Jiro looked at Fumura Taku who received the lunch box on the spot, and looked at Yang Chen in horror, not knowing what to do.
Just one more minute.
One minute later, the Dragon-Breaking Formation will be combined with the other eight altars in China that are already in operation, and China's luck will be cut off.
"Eight Heavenly Dragons!"
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, watching the two eyes of the big snake statue on the altar flashing quickly, and the surrounding energy quickly gathering, and he knew that the Dragon-Severing Formation had reached its final moment.
He jumped up, and the charm in his right hand flew out with a whoosh, landing on the blood-red energy shield of the altar.
"Ho ho ho!"
In an instant, eight dragon shadows broke out of the golden light formation in the eight-part Tianlong Talisman and smashed down towards the energy shield.
The energy shield of the altar did not hold on for even a second and was shattered into pieces on the spot.
The serpentine statue in the center shook violently.
"No!"
"Baga!"
"You bastard!"
Seeing the eight golden dragon shadows heading towards the big snake statue, Kawamoto let out a hysterical roar.
The nine great Onmyoji masters held their magic formulas at the same time. From the big snake statue, a huge blood-red snake shadow rushed out and laughed wildly at the dragon shadow.
In an instant, the entire valley was filled with strong winds and the sound was deafening.
Yuan Lang and others looked at the eight golden dragons and a blood-red snake entangled in the sky, and they were all shocked and speechless.
"Hold on for another ten seconds and the formation will be completed!"
Kawamoto Jiro felt his internal organs shaking and his face turned pale, but he still held on.
The big snake attack that activates the altar is an onmyoji technique.
The Orochi is formed by the condensed yin and yang techniques of the nine great Onmyojis. If the Orochi cannot hold on, they will also suffer backlash.
"You are thinking too much."
Yang Chen listened to Kawamoto Cilang's roar and pressed the magic formula with both hands.
roar!
The nine dragon chants quickly condensed into a giant dragon, opened its mouth and swallowed the blood-red snake, and then moved the dragon to swing its tail.
Boom!
The snake-shaped statue in the center of the altar was instantly beaten to pieces, and the surrounding bloody mist was dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Puff puff puff!"
The moment the snake shadow was swallowed, the bodies of the nine onmyojis shook violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces were ashen.
"Baga!"
"Damn Chinese Qi Refiners, they made our Dragon-Severing Formation fall short!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Kawamoto Cilang's face was livid, and he was furious. He jumped up and stood directly opposite Yang Chen, with a murderous look in his eyes: "I want you to die today, I want you all to die in the hands of our great Onmyoji!"
"Keep bragging."
Yang Chen calmly lit a cigarette. After breaking through the eighth level of seal, he looked at these Onmyojis as if they were a swarm of ants, and didn't take them to heart at all.
"Onmyoji, five-line formation!"
"My greatest friend, it's time for you to come out!"
The next moment, nine people from Kawamoto Cilang stood in a row, rotating their hands in front of them, and Tai Chi patterns of different colors appeared.
Along with their right hands, a stream of blood fell on the Tai Chi pattern.
The Tai Chi pattern soars into the sky and turns into nine huge light groups.
"roar!"
The next moment, among the nine large yin and light groups, the heads of nine strange beasts stuck out from inside, like demons from hell.
"Damn it, is this the god-killing god raised by the legendary Onmyoji?"
Yuan Lang appeared next to Yang Chen in a flash. Looking at the dozen humanoid beasts that appeared more than ten meters away, he took a deep breath and said, "Made, you are in big trouble today. These stupid people are in trouble."
He is probably the nine most powerful Onmyoji of the Jiuju sect!"