Julingzhu is easy to understand, the effect is not good or bad.
Therefore, all the monks are basically understood.
I didn't expect that so many people can make Juling array so powerful and devour him with endless swords.
"However, there is a limit of Julinghe, and the full water overflows.
The real body of the phantom roar, thousands of fantasy shadows burst completely, the sky swordsmanship swept, and the mighty magical power bombard.
Ye Feng and the trials are supporting it. In the face of such a crazy bombardment, there are already some power.
"puff!"
The trial person's face flushed, sprayed a bite of blood, and his body was soft and fell to the ground.
"Persist, hold on!"
Ye Feng quickly passed his voice, "Success will be immediately, don't lose a lot!"
This sentence made many trials that could not be held, gritted their teeth again, and suffered a terrible bombardment.
"Enough!"
After a moment, Ye Feng's face was exposed, and the trials were excited.
"kindness?"
Thousands of fantasy shadows frowned at the same time, and obviously these guys were going to be exploded alive. Why was it so happy?
When the phantom was doubtful, he saw that Ye Feng and everyone were bright and brilliant. This glory was particularly dazzling, full of breath full of disgust.
"Canglan Sacred Mountain!"
The phantom almost bite his tongue, staring at the holy mountain virtual shadow, condensed from Ye Feng's body.
Canglan Shengshan condensed out, and the mighty gods swept the Quartet, all evil spirits disappeared.
"Please suppress weird!"
Ye Feng bowed and worshiped, and the trials followed.
"How is it possible, how can you summon the Canglan Saint Mountain, you condensed obviously is a gathered array!"
Thousands of fantasy shadows widened their eyes, and they were not willing to look at Ye Feng and others.
"Julinghe?"
Ye Feng's corner of the mouth evoked a touch of arc. They did condense together the spirit array, but under the gathered array, there was also the evil array of Lingshan Town.
Ye Feng knows that even if the power of all trials is gathered, it cannot urge the evil formation of Lingshan Town.
Therefore, let everyone condense the Juling array, turn all the attacks of thousands of phantom into nutrients, and urge the evil formation of Lingshan Town.
Right now, the plan is very successful. They use the Phantom's own power to summon Shengshan to suppress the phantom!
"You want to get rid of sleep, let's dream!"
Shuai Sheng smiled proudly.
At this moment, Canglan Sacred Mountain crushed down, and thousands of magic shadows had nothing to do, one by one, one after another, and instantly left only the real body of the phantom, the whole body was crack, standing under the Holy Mountain.
"How can the gods plan for thousands of years?
The roar sounded, the altar was a huge shock, the cracks expanded, the evil spirits swept out, and turned into a giant palm.
In the face of this palm, everyone was desperate, and when they thought of summoning the Holy Mountain, they could turn around and suppress the phantom.
I just couldn't think of it. The Qianyou evil god under the altar was shot again, not to mention that they are now condensing and unable to resist. Even if they can shot, they can't stop this horrible palm.
"Really ..."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his face was ugly.
"Huh, it turned out that you dare to be so honest!"
With a scream, Ye Feng stunned, only felt that his voice was a little familiar.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng saw a figure rising from the dense forest of the Holy Mountains. This figure stepped forward, and his body continued to become larger. When he was standing on the mountain, he had become a hundred adoph giants.
The giant was holding a long gun and a dragon on the top of the long gun. At this moment, a shot pierced, pierced the giant palm directly, picked the sky, and burst.
"Son of Spirit!"
Ye Feng saw the giant's appearance, and couldn't help but show his joy, exclaimed.
"Are you?"
The giant was the Son of Linghuo. He heard Ye Feng's voice and looked down at him. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He remembered this life -saving benefactor, but he didn't expect to meet again in this case.
"Are you summoning Canglan Saint Mountain?"
Ling Bo couldn't help asking, he felt that Shengshan was summoned, and he was surprised in his heart.
Unexpectedly, I met Ye Feng, and it seemed that Shengshan was still summoned by Ye Feng and others.
Because of this, Lingzhuo is becoming more curious. Only the main veins of the Lingli people can summon. Ye Feng is not even the spirit.
"Damn Dead Ling, and want to be bad of me!"
Ye Feng was about to explain that the altar suddenly shook, the entire underground space shook endlessly, the cracks became more expanded, and the evil spirits kept splitting.
In the blink of an eye, the entire underground space is full of evil spirits, and the phantom also turns into evil spirits, and it is integrated into it.
The infinite evil spirits flow, forming black clouds, there are evil thunder in the dark clouds, the roar is endless, as if it will fall at any time.
"Huh, being suppressed here is still uneasy, it seems to be owed!"
Ling Zhuo was not afraid. Although he was just a divine thought, he was not afraid, but he waved his gun and fell on the Holy Mountain.
"Your strength is too weak, and Shengshan Wei can not be enough, look at the deity!"
The sound of Lingzhuo fell, and only when the long gun was seen, the dragon came to survive, swimming to the Holy Mountain, turning into pure energy and incorporating it.
"Oh!"
The Holy Mountain buzzed, and it suddenly became dozens of times larger.
"Before suppressing you, clean up your meal, so as not to distinguish between you!"
Ling Zuo Shengzi said, leaping up, even jumping into the sky in the sky.
"Boom!"
The Thunder seemed to be angry, Wuyun Zhongdian flashed thunder, and the sound of collisions was endless.
Ling Zhuozi stirred the world in the dark clouds. It didn't take long for the evil spirits to shrink, wrapped in a mighty evil thunder, and rushed towards the cracks of the altar.
These evil spirits are all hard -working, so they are so hard to fight, and they are completely wasteful.
Even if he was suppressed again, as long as these evil spirits were retained, he could constantly disappear and seal, and sooner or later he could get out of trouble.
Originally, Qianyouxie did not want to use these evil spirits. After all, it was not easy to accumulate. If you want to use the minimum price, take Ye Feng and others.
However, Ye Feng and the trials were like Xiaoqiang who could not die, which caused frequent accidents. In the end, Qian Youxie God had to do his best, but he encountered the spirit burning sage, unlucky.
"Damn the ants, the gods of this sin, the goddess of the sin for thousands of years, because of your merits, the day when the god of sin is out of trouble, and wait for the fate!"
Evil Qi has reached the crack. After putting down the ruthless words, it will pour into it.
"Want to keep these forces? Dreaming!"
The sage of Ling Zhuo dismissed a smile and immediately urged the Canglan Saint Mountain. I saw the huge mountain faster than the lightning, and the evil spirits have not yet entered the crack, so they are crushed by the Holy Mountain.
"Damn!"
The roar of the Qianyou evil god came out.
"Bang!"
Shengshan smashed the altar again, and then, Shengshan was melted and turned into a pure aura, incorporated into the cracks of the altar.
When the Shengshan disappears, the cracks of the altar have been completely filled, and there is no flaw, and the seal is replenished.
"The clan is calculated wrong. This guy is expected to break a trace of seal after thirty years, and the sealing flaws can be seen.