Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect changed their colors and trembled in shock.
Another third-level strongman came unexpectedly, and it was a third-level strongman from the even more powerful demon clan. He wanted to wipe out the Zhenwu Sect! It wasn't enough that one came, so another one came unexpectedly.
That shocking aura, that endless demonic wind rushing in, their momentum was countless times stronger than that of the Demonic Heaven Ancestor.
In an instant, another giant snake covered with scales appeared in mid-air. Its head was like a hill, and its vertical eyes were like huge copper bells. It twisted its body a few times, and then transformed into a tall, standing man with vertical pupils.
In mid-air, his eyes held an evil light.
"Haha! Snake Light Demon King, I didn't expect you to actually take action! Are your hands itchy because you haven't taken action for a long time?" Demonic Heaven Ancestor stopped attacking the formation and said with a smile.
"Ancestor Motian, I didn't expect that a waste like you could be promoted to the third level of the Demon Tribulation Realm. Back then, Ancestor Jianwu just suppressed your Yin Demon body, and you almost died! Hey! Now!
You can't even break the formation that was created by who knows who? You are getting better and better as you live." Snake Mang said slowly.
"You are a waste! After so many years, you are still a third-level demon king, and you have not made any breakthrough! If you can break this formation, ancestor, I will bow down to you three times! If you can't break it, you can call me daddy.
Well, I can force you to be my son!" Demonic Ancestor was furious and cursed.
No one can stand being called a loser, let alone the Patriarch of Motian who has always been extremely proud.
Shemang glanced at him and said: "We are here to attack the Zhenwu Sect, so let's stop the internal strife and make these Zhenwu Sect disciples laugh for no reason. I just said something to you, but you still want to be
My Shemang’s father, this is too much!”
"Hmph! It was you who scolded me first, ancestor." Ancestor Motian looked gloomy.
"What's wrong with scolding you a few times? Ancestor Motian, you must have the bearing of being an ancestor. Look at me, Snake Mang, I'm not angry at all for what I just said. All my words are like the spring breeze blowing on my face.
This is the magnanimity of being a third-grade master!" Shemang said slowly.
"You're so conceited? I think you're a very creepy guy, and you don't even know what tricks you're up to. I'm attacking the Zhenwu Sect, and you actually come to get involved," said the Patriarch of Motian.
"A disciple of the seventh-level god refining realm from Zhenwu Sect actually killed many fourth-level masters of our demon clan. I came here this time just to see how powerful he is. Such a person must be killed.
Otherwise, it will be a huge threat to us in the future." She Mang said.
"Many of the fourth-level masters of our Demon Sect also died at the hands of this man. When I come here this time, in addition to killing the sword-fighting old ghost, I also want to kill this man." Demon Heaven Ancestor said.
"Very good! We have the same goal, let's deal with these Zhenwu Sect disciples!"
Snake Mang glanced at the formation, and an invisible force and runes shrouded the Sword Pond Peak, forming a huge barrier, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
Snake Mang said: "Let me break it first!"
As he spoke, his body turned into a huge snake body, like a pillar of heaven. The snake body swung, carrying a rumbling energy, and bombarded the formation.
boom!
The formation runes flashed for a while, setting off countless Gang Qi, flying high into the sky, scattering the white clouds in the sky, making the sky look even bluer.
The light waves condensed by the formation runes are surging, just like the turbulent waves on a calm lake.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The huge body of the snake light bombarded seven or eight times in a row. Each bombardment was enough to destroy the heaven and earth. The formation's light waves were almost broken, making it look even more shaky.
However, many disciples of the Zhenwu Sect were so shocked that their faces turned pale and bloodless. They all felt the fear that a catastrophe was imminent and it would be difficult to escape from the catastrophe.
The face of the peak master of the Twelve Peaks is also extremely ugly. If this continues, the formation may really be broken.
No matter how strong the defensive power of this formation is, it may not be able to withstand the joint bombardment of two third-level experts.
At the moment, no one is coming to save them. The only way is to pray that the formation can withstand the two third-level experts.
Ever since they learned about the big trouble Meng Xing had caused, many peak masters had felt that the Zhenwu Sect might not be peaceful and would always be attacked by masters such as the Demon Sect and the Monster Clan.
But looking at it now, you are not only not calm, but also almost breaking the sky above Jianchi Peak. These two third-level powerhouses are here to break the sky.
This simply doesn't want to leave a way for everyone to survive, and wants to kill all the Jianchi Peak to ashes.
Now, the strongest master who remains on Jianchi Peak is the sixth-grade Golden Bell Realm. If you want to deal with the third-grade expert, it is like trying to use a mantis as a chariot.
When you go outside, with just one finger, you can destroy a sixth-grade Golden Bell realm warrior to nothing but dregs.
The peak masters of the Twelve Peaks feel desperate in their hearts. We have such little strength, why should we engage in such a big battle to deal with us?
You're like using thunder to kill a mosquito. I don't even think about whether it's worth it to spend such a huge amount of energy to deal with our little Zhenwu Sect.
However, these two third-level powerhouses are both people who have no regard for face and have no shame. One is from the Demon Clan and the other is from the Demon Clan. They are both heretics.
The peak masters of the Twelve Peaks all want to give them a ladle and pour the Confucianism of the Qin Dynasty into their heads.
"Haha! Snake Mang, you are too big. You just called me a waste. I can't break this big formation. Can you see if you, a waste, can break this formation? This momentum is huge, and your snake body is also huge, but fart
It’s of no use!”
In mid-air, Patriarch Motian's mocking voice sounded.
"Roar!" The giant snake covered with scales roared angrily, responded with an angry response, twisted its body, and struck the formation again with a bang.
The Qi machine is boiling and overflowing, and the Gang Qi is flying all over the sky, like roaring crossbow arrows, and like shooting stars, with countless rays of light shining.
When Meng Xing saw this, he also understood some of the weaknesses of this formation. Although this formation has not been broken, it really cannot withstand the joint bombardment of two third-level powerhouses. In a few hours, it will probably be broken.
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Once you know some of the weaknesses, you can make targeted modifications next time to make them stronger.
He stared at the formation, but he mobilized the formation's attribute points in his mind, constantly calculating the weaknesses of this formation and how to repair it.
As he continued to read, Meng Xing was a little worried whether some of the timid disciples of the Zhenwu Sect would be frightened and fainted.
So, he activated the short-distance teleportation array, teleported himself to the woods more than ten miles away, changed into a white knight's suit, and then swayed through the air.
Soon, they arrived behind Motian Ancestor, She Mang and others.
"It's Bai Xia! Bai Xia is here! We are saved!" Luo Yao, the sharp-eyed person in Jianchi Peak, was the first to shout loudly.
"Baixia is here, Baixia is here!" Zhou Ruoqing and Ye Xuelian looked at the figures in the air, feeling a little excited.
They haven't seen Bai Xia for a long time, and they finally saw him today.
He is like the clouds in the sky. Although he is untouchable and seems far away from everyone, the three women still like to see him.
There was also a commotion in the crowd. Many people had seen Bai Xia's battle with Shentu Shen, the leader of the red-clothed demon sect, and recognized the figure in the air.