In the melee, the situation did not turn to one side.
The strength of the demon clan is certainly strong, but with Tang Yunting, Feng Wanqing and other elites at their disposal, it is still possible to fight against these people without falling behind.
What's more, the heart-wrenching scene on the edge of the river valley earlier made these people filled with endless anger, and sometimes, this anger can be transformed into strength.
At present, under Tang Yunting's boundless and extremely weird soul power, he can still resist the two peak cultivation levels of the Spirit Lord Realm. Feng Wanqing relied on her cultivation to break through to the Spirit Lord Realm and evolve the flames of the Youyan Jue.
After reaching the sixth level of the Flame of the Heart of the Sea, he was able to face the two mid-level Spirit Lord Realm opponents without any pressure.
Of course, the person who can most influence the entire melee battlefield is the formation master with considerable strength.
The formation laid out by Xi Boyun may have limited combat effectiveness, but it can rely on the existence of the divine soul crystal to continuously inject pure and ultimate soul power to ensure that the formation is not destroyed. This makes many demons
Everyone has a headache.
After all, during the fight, they have to keep an eye out for any inexplicable sneak attacks. As long as they are in the formation, they cannot escape this restricted fate. It is precisely because of his frequent disruptions that Tang Yunting's pressure is reduced.
The pressure of waiting for others.
Xi Jing stood in the center of the formation, with a hint of deepness in his calm expression. From the beginning of the war until now, he has not taken action because his mission is to protect two seriously injured people.
However, as an array mage, you can still participate in the battlefield even if you don't take action head-on.
Half a stick of incense passed, and faint rays of light flowed between his palms. It was the construction of formation points, and a formation was about to be condensed and formed under his arrangement.
A member of the demon clan seemed to have noticed something. He glanced over with cold eyes, stared at the light in his palm, his heart sank, and he immediately chose to intercept.
It's just that at this time, it's already too late.
Xi Jing looked at him indifferently, and with a flick of his finger, a formation with powerful aura spread quickly. Suddenly, the area on the battlefield below turned into red in an instant. The rocks, grass and
The jungle seemed to be on fire, and the breath of flames scorched the air and became a little distorted.
As this fiery red light array spread out, the fluctuations of spiritual power it emitted made the faces of many demons change slightly. They could all feel that the aura of this array's fluctuations was different from the previous two.
The three little fight formations are completely different!
"What kind of formation is this?" A demon youth couldn't help but licked his dry lips and murmured to himself with a somewhat glazed look.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the seventh-level high-level formation, the Burning Sky and the Burning Sun Formation." Another slightly older young man couldn't help but sigh with a deep expression on his face: "Among the human and demon races in this team,
, there are quite a few powerful characters!”
"Brother Zheng, should we call someone here?" Feeling the burning pain caused by the fiery red flames in the formation, the young man asked in a low voice while trying hard to use his spiritual power to resist.
Zhao Zheng's face darkened slightly, but he still shook his head after a moment.
Their lineup is already extraordinary. If they can't deal with it, it would be a bit embarrassing to tell them. After all, they haven't really reached the point where they can't beat them yet.
The young man could only nod his head angrily, gritting his teeth and continuing to fight against these people despite the pain of the fiery intention.
In this inadvertent back and forth, Tang Yunting and others had vaguely gained the upper hand.
In mid-air, Duguchuan unreservedly released the aura and power of his half-step Spiritual Saint Realm cultivation. When he received the spiritual storm, although he did not suffer too serious physical damage, his arms were vaguely injured.
The bright red blood stains are visible. I don't know whether it was shattered by my own sharp breath or torn apart by the spiritual storm.
When Ling Xiaoxiao watched her opponent use all his strength to smash the cyan storm with one punch after another, a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth. What she was waiting for was this guy's effortless move.
When the cyan storm completely dissipated, Dugu Chuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.
He let out a low drink, and the aura of spiritual power surged up all over his body again. His long robe was fluttering loudly under the instigation of spiritual power. The extremely bright golden light suddenly surged out of his body, like a rushing tide.
Roaring like a golden dragon emerging from the sea, it is extremely fierce.
Immediately, he groaned, and a handprint suddenly formed on his palm that was also glowing with rich golden light. In an instant, the golden spiritual power was like broken starlight, covering his entire body. When the golden light dispersed, it slowed down again after a moment.
Slow condensation forming.
In Ling Xiaoxiao's slightly solemn eyes, it turned into countless overwhelming golden sword lights, shining with a majestic luster under the moonlight.
"Golden Fierce Plate, Sword Dance and Slash!"
As he shouted fiercely, the sword light trembled slightly and made a heart-stopping buzzing sound, permeating with an extremely sharp wave.
Ling Xiaoxiao frowned slightly. She could feel that when these golden blades appeared, the aura of heaven and earth around this person became violent in an instant. This shows that this technique is unusual!
"Have you started to use your trump card?" She sneered in her heart and said to herself: "Who doesn't have it yet?"
As he spoke, the white palms quickly closed together. The cyan light was entwined, and he made several complicated gestures in a dazzling manner. A sealing wheel that exuded the ancient wave aura slowly appeared.
Duguchuan's face froze. In the seal, he could clearly feel an extremely frightening power fluctuation. It was the fear that touched the depths of his soul. Suddenly he remembered what the Demon King once said.
, the ancestral spirit bird clan is best at sealing. To fight with them, the first thing to solve is the power of sealing.
Unfortunately, his sealing crystal had no effect on the descendants of the ancestral spirit bird. Until this moment, he had not figured out why.
However, when fighting, the most taboo thing is that the outcome is not resolved and the heart is already confused. Duguchuan took a deep breath, calmed down his mind, and locked his breath and eyes coldly on Ling Xiaoxiao.
With a groan, his technique changed again, and he saw that the overwhelming golden blades merged together again after touching the seal, and merged into a golden cloud, wrapped in the violent spiritual energy, turning into a
The golden torrent rumbled towards the small, cyan seal.
The golden torrent was so majestic that it almost ripped apart the air wherever it passed. With bursts of rushing wind sounds, it surrounded Ling Xiaoxiao's entire body with an unrivaled force, as if it was a blockade.
Covered all her escape routes!
Dugu Chuan's face slightly condensed. This move of his once severely damaged a half-step spiritual saint from the Demon Clan, and it was also this move that made him famous in one battle.
I just don’t know if facing this descendant of the ancestral spirit bird clan, they can achieve the overwhelming power they had at the beginning.