Chapter 1763 The formation is broken? The real formation
"Boom!"
With a shocking explosion, several precise formations appeared above the canyon.
The moment it appeared, the formation seals were connected one after another, cracks were everywhere in the blink of an eye, and they exploded and dissipated in the air.
The moment the formation broke, more than three thousand figures appeared in the canyon.
He looked up at the two figures in the sky, each of them looking extremely panicked.
The people who were willing to stay here originally had mustered up great courage, but at this moment their courage collapsed, and some people began to quickly disperse to the surroundings, trying to escape safely before the people of Biyunxuan actually took action.
Next to Su Twelve, Hu Yijin was sweating profusely, his legs trembling.
"Fellow Daoist Han, what...what's going on?"
He asked Su Twelve quietly, his upper and lower lips were trembling as he spoke. .??.
Su Twelve did not answer, and his expression looked extremely solemn.
At the same time, the terrifying aura that existed during the out-of-body period fell from the sky, covering the entire canyon like a giant net.
Under the pressure of the terrifying aura, the monks who were moving quietly felt as if they were stuck in a mire, unable to move any further.
"Hiss... that one-eyed dragon actually broke the seal of our Biyunxuan, and even secretly restored so many monks to their cultivation?!"
Even though he was well prepared, Wu Hongfei couldn't help but take a breath and look shocked when he felt the aura fluctuations of the more than 3,000 Nascent Soul monks in the canyon.
"Are there only more than 3,000 people here? According to what you said before, in the past few years, there may have been at least 10,000 monks who disappeared."
Tong Chuan squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.
Wu Hongfei's breath was stagnant, "Senior Brother, do you mean that there are more monks who have recovered their cultivation and are hiding in the dark? Or... others have passed through the space rift and left this place?"
As he spoke, Wu Hongfei quickly cast his eyes towards the mountain wall deep in the canyon.
"Yes or no, destroy these guys, go to the rift in space, find the one-eyed dragon, and you will know after asking."
Tong Chuan continued to speak.
The suspended body sank slowly, his hands intertwined in front of him, and he began to activate the spell.
The strength of cultivation in the out-of-body stage definitely suppresses Nascent Soul monks. But after all, there are more than 3,000 Nascent Soul monks present. Even if there are 3,000 pigs, it will take quite a lot of effort.
Only powerful spells can destroy everything in one blow.
Tong Chuan didn't pay attention to the formations deployed by the Nascent Soul Stage monks, not to mention that he had already destroyed several large formations in the canyon with just one blow.
Just when Tong Chuan was full of confidence and planned to kill many monks in the canyon in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, the space above the canyon shook.
In the blink of an eye, dozens more formations appeared in the air.
The formation suddenly appeared, and Tong Chuan's figure was instantly included in it.
"Huh? There is actually a formation? Can you use space to hide the traces of the formation? It's a clever method, but it's a pity..."
Tong Chuan was slightly startled, but then he realized what was going on and understood the clues.
As he spoke, the aura around his body continued to rise, without any fear.
Even if he is trapped in the formation, he is still confident and can rely on his strong strength to forcefully break the formation.
At the same time, Su Twelve's high-pitched voice sounded in the open space of the canyon.
"Even now, I ask all fellow Taoists to work together to take action. Don't take any chances and hold anything back. Otherwise, if this person escapes from trouble, we will be waiting for death."
Shouting loudly, Su Twelve moved his hands even faster.
Everyone in panic was stunned when they saw the formation appear.
Before he could react to what was going on, the scene in front of him changed and he was included in the formation together.
I heard Su Twelve
The sound rang in their ears, and then one by one they came back to their senses.
After all, they are all Nascent Soul monks who have been cultivating for many years. They dare to stay even though they know the danger, so they naturally have courage.
Without any hesitation, and quickly suppressing the panic in their hearts, more than 3,000 people responded and took action in unison.
In an instant, a variety of attacks were thrown into the formation, driven by Peiran's true energy.
Every offensive attack shows everyone's lifelong talents.
In the center of the crowd, Su Twelve kept making formation moves, mobilizing the formation with all his strength.
Formation marks one after another glowed brightly in the formation space that many monks could not see.
The brilliance flows, and thousands of offensives are like rivers and streams converging, and Bai Na returns to the river.
Tong Chuan, who was trapped in the formation, had no time to cast the spell in his hand.
Suddenly, my body trembled slightly, my mind trembled, and I had a vague feeling of something bad.
As soon as I raised my head, I saw an astonishing attack, like a falling star, dragging its long tail and descending majestically from the sky.
As the light group rotates, it emits swords, guns, swords and halberds, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and various completely different offensive auras.
"Huh? Is this the ultimate move of this formation?"
"Thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators were actually united and charged at the same time. The power of this move is no longer comparable to that of a real out-of-body monk's full blow!"
"A good trick is waiting for me here. It's a pity that ants are just ants after all. Even if we join forces, what can we do?"
Tong Chuan squinted his eyes and murmured softly, making a sound of disdain.
Although there was disdain in his words, as he spoke, his face instantly became serious, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
He could be dismissive in words, but he knew that this move was powerful and did not dare to be negligent in his actions.
"Powerful Spiritual Art·Irrefutable!"
With a loud shout, Tong Chuan held his hand
The magic formula is instantaneous.
A tortoise-shell magic weapon flew out from his sleeves, and majestic true energy surged out from his body. In an instant, it turned into countless spiritual techniques and swallowed up the tortoise-shell magic weapon.
Inspired by the spiritual secret, the tortoise-shell magic weapon rose against the storm, soared into the sky, and went straight towards the attack that was smashed down from the sky.
The tortoise's shell is glowing with luster, and its defensive power is astonishing at a glance.
The full blow of more than 3,000 Yuanying monks, combined with the formation, formed a huge light group with a terrifying aura, and hit the tortoise shell magic weapon hard.
Various completely different attacks left countless scratches of varying depths on the turtle shell magic weapon.
At the same time, the tortoise-shell magic weapon sank suddenly, and with just one blow, countless magic formulas on it were shattered, and the bright brilliance dimmed.
Against the combined attack of the crowd, although the falling force was somewhat slowed down, the power was not reduced too much.
"Huh? How can a mere ant form such an offensive?"
Tong Chuan had a sullen face, thinking that he could easily resist even an attack comparable to the one in the out-of-body stage.
However, when the formations were fighting against each other, they were shocked to realize that the attack in front of them was enhanced by formations. The various completely different attacks actually echoed each other, coincidentally with the changes of the Five Elements and Bagua.
But his own strength is suppressed by the formation.
Normally, this kind of suppression would not be taken seriously by him, nor would it pose any threat to him.
But at this moment, one was ebbing and the other was ebbing, which made him slightly inferior.
And this half-point difference is enough to change the entire situation of the battle.
With a muffled groan, the true energy in Tong Chuan's body circulated, and his whole body's skill increased to 12 points, and he was about to continue to bless the tortoise shell magic weapon.
But this time, the spirit formula transformed by the true essence could not be absorbed into the tortoise shell.
"Click..."
With a crisp sound, the tortoise shell magic weapon was filled with cracks, and the spiritual energy inside it quickly disappeared.