In the midst of the dozen or so peak king-winning experts at the scene who were dumbfounded, Zhou Yaoqiao screamed and happily jumped out of Li Qingyun's arms.
With a snap, he high-fived Li Qingyun: "I caught it! It's accurate!"
Li Qingyun said proudly: "That is, this kind of sport of shooting and being shot, this sect master is very good at!"
Zhou Yaoqiao was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Li Qingyun said, but just said happily: "Okay!"
Swish——
Suddenly, the screaming sound came again,
The strong man from the Nether Tribe holding the bow looked at Li Qingyun and Zhou Yaoqiao with hatred on his face, and roared: "Go to hell!"
He actually took advantage of the two of them to celebrate and took action again.
But it's a pity,
Li Qingyun just twisted around and hugged Zhou Yaoqiao again.
clang!
The arrow feathers were bounced away by the giant sword again.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
The angry Nether Tribe kept firing arrow feathers, while Li Qingyun hugged Zhou Yao's pretty body, which was much shorter than him, and moved it back and forth, catching arrow feathers back and forth like he was playing table tennis in his previous life.
And Zhou Yaoqiao in his arms would let out a scream without even blocking an arrow feather.
Ren Ren on one side was dumbfounded,
Is this bastard Li Qingyun really using this little girl as a tool?
Such a charming little girl, as delicate as a piece of crystal... really has no sympathy for her!
Finally, I don’t know if the bow-wielding Nether Tribe was tired or gave up. He stopped attacking and stood there, looking at Li Qingyun with a gloomy face.
"You seem happy?"
Li Qingyun put down Zhou Yao Qiao, looked at the bow-wielding Nether Tribe, and slowly put away the smile on his face: "No, you are wrong, I am not happy."
"Aren't you happy when you smile like this?" the bow-wielding netizen asked.
Li Qingyun said: "Because I hate your magic weapon."
The bow-wielding Nether Clan asked in confusion: "Do you hate my magic weapon?"
He looked at the Yuanliang Bow in his hand, which he was most proud of, and didn't understand why this spiritual tribe named Li Qingyun would have such a strong emotional color of "dislike" for a magic weapon.
Even though this Yuanliang Bow has a very evil reputation and countless innocent souls have died under this magic weapon, most people will only have the instinctive feeling of 'fear' when facing this magic weapon.
Li Qingyun added: "Don't get me wrong, I just hate weapons like bows and arrows. It has nothing to do with you, nor does it have anything to do with the green and ugly bow in your hand."
While Li Qingyun was talking to the bow-wielding Ming clan warrior, the five saint clan clan warriors beside them all breathed a deep sigh of relief.
The human race that appeared out of nowhere actually had a way to block the attack of the quasi-sacred treasure and protect the bloodline incarnation, which made them feel extremely grateful in their hearts.
Just now, when the bloodline incarnation was about to be attacked and likely to fall directly, all of them felt a sense of sadness, fear, and guilt in their hearts. It was the feeling of watching their beliefs collapse...
They have a feeling that if this bloodline incarnation really falls here, their Taoist heart will definitely collapse directly. Not only will there be no hope of becoming a saint, but they will also be unable to overcome the next inner demon...
At this time, Li Qingyun took action to save the bloodline incarnation, which was actually equivalent to saving their path of cultivation.
Although the huge threat from the strong man with the bow is still there, it still gives the strong saints present a chance to breathe.
"Haha..." Kurokawa turned around and looked at Li Qingyun coldly: "Is this giant sword in your hands a real holy treasure?"
"Huh!" Zhou Yaoqiao glared at Kurokawa and said angrily: "This is the sword my father used to use!"
Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Kurokawa's eyes, but he still sneered: "No matter whose it belongs to, they are on the wrong side if they are enemies of our Nether Clan today."
After saying this, Kurokawa stopped talking. He just stood in the center of everyone's field of vision, opened his arms, and closed his eyes...
The world suddenly fell silent, and the place was eerily quiet.
The strong man from the Saint clan looked at Kurokawa nervously, not knowing what Kurokawa was going to do.
Li Qingyun suddenly had a bad premonition. He subconsciously looked at the strong man holding the bow, and saw the strong man holding the bow grinning at him with an ugly smile.
"not good!"
Li Qingyun screamed, picked up Zhou Yaoqiao next to him, and suddenly moved away from the place.
boom!
The moment Li Qingyun left, a terrifying explosion suddenly erupted from the spot, even causing the surrounding space to shake!
Li Qingyun looked at the explosion and was shocked. In just a moment, he was about to be annihilated by the explosion and turn into ashes.
At this time, in the surrounding starry sky, more than a thousand light spots with extremely rich spiritual power suddenly appeared in a row. They were the more than a thousand strong men of the Nether Clan who had not appeared before.
These more than a thousand light points echoed each other, and seemed to be echoing with some mysterious principle.
According to Li Qingyun's induction, the core of these more than a thousand powers was none other than Kurokawa, who had his eyes closed and his arms spread wide.
"No!" Xian Yushuo exclaimed: "This is actually the legendary battle formation method!"
"Hasn't this method been lost for several epochs!? Why do you have this method?"
Hearing this, Kurokawa slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Ignorance..."
"Many secret techniques seem to have been lost, but among many ancient and secret families, they still exist..."
"This battle formation method is even a common method among those ancient tribes."
Xian Yushuo asked in shock: "So, you got this method from the ancient tribe?"
Kurokawa said calmly: "It's not from the ancient tribe, but it's enough to kill you and others!"
The voice fell,
"boom!"
More than a thousand strong men of the Nether Tribe who had reached the Taoist Realm and above simultaneously released their power. Waves of sound and power came overwhelmingly, shocking everyone and making them feel as if they were standing in front of a huge bronze bell.
"I knew that since you dared to intercept us, you wouldn't only have this little holy treasure as your trump card..." Xian Yushuo murmured.
"At this time, the battle formation has been completed. More than a thousand strong men from the Nether Clan are enough to form a battle formation that is difficult for us to contend with, right?"
"Oh?" Kurokawa raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said: "If you are discerning, this battle is called the Shenyan Formation. It is a second-level battle formation. It condenses the power of more than a thousand Taoist realms and can send out close to the king."
A devastating attack."
Xian Yushuo's face became even paler and he almost staggered to the bottom: "Second-grade battle formation, are you already a second-grade battle formation master... This is too hard to accept..."
At the same time, Li Qingyun curiously opened his sub-career panel:
"Item Refining Technique: Pure Yang Grade 1
Alchemy: Pure Yang Grade 1
Inscription Technique: Pure Yang Grade 1
The method of cultivating elixir: first grade of heaven level
The method of cultivating spiritual beasts: the first level of Xuanjie"
Under these old entries, there is a new piece of information: