Shaking light to cultivate immortals, I shocked Master three thousand times

Chapter 176: Transforming Dragons to Kill the Formation!
"Boom!"

The void trembled.

The moment Wanchu Holy Land wanted to split up its troops to chase after it, Xia He moved slightly and made a bold move.

She lifted her fingertips lightly, and the divine light around her body, mixed with the Taoist meaning pouring out from the Taoist palace, was like a chain of divine flowers, winding on the jade arm, reaching the end.

In an instant, the huge flowers surrounding her suddenly shrank and swelled, bursting out green silk ribbons, sweeping past like a sky net.

The horses pierced through the air, intertwined with each other, leaving only gaps like omissions, and fell in the air.

Although it looks as soft as yarn, the divine light and Taoism that actually seep out are clearly visible.

"Break him!"

The monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu, seeing the method that seemed to be a skynet, suddenly activated a monstrous divine light, and greeted it brazenly.

The meaning of Tao is flowing, and the rules of the world's operation are controlled by them on their weapons, turning into a torrent of attack, and they attack suddenly.

"puff!"

The moment the two forces collided, the mountains and rivers were crushed with overwhelming force.

The horse training covered the sky and covered the sun, seemingly soft and boneless, but at this moment, it was like a divine iron soldier, unable to break through at all, the person who made the shot was crushed alive, like a bird caught in the air, trapped in the net middle.

"Let's do it together!"

The arrests were overwhelming, and the chains of order on it almost burned, turning into a green dao fire, as if to refine everything he covered.

This is obviously the method of life and death inherited from Xiangyao Mountain, and it is really used by Xia He at this moment, showing a strong murderous intent.

"boom!"

The divine light moved together, and more than a dozen monstrous divine powers, mixed with Dao rhyme, were suddenly sacrificed, as if opening up the world.

The monk in the Holy Land of Wanchu obviously didn't have many entangled thoughts. His purpose was clear, which was to chase the remaining people.

"Boom!"

The spear swept across, showing its sharpness, as if it wanted to pierce the blue sky, split the earth, and smash the mountains blocking the way in an instant.

The combat power of the monks blessed by divine power and Tao Yun has reached a very terrifying level.

"Buzz!"

Spear light, ax shadow, Bagua mirror, and the divine power of several weapons were unleashed one after another.

It's like cutting down immortals against the sky, against the rules of the world.

The emerald green caught in the net fluctuated violently, and the contact points that bore the brunt were the first to be unable to bear it, and were torn apart violently, scattering bright spots of light all over the sky!
The sky net was broken, and Xia He frowned slightly. Even though she was a Taoist monk, she was using Taoist will at this moment and using the inheritance method of Xiangyao Mountain.

But it is obviously impossible to fight against a group of monks of the same realm and inheritors of the Holy Land with one's own strength.

Fortunately, what she was supposed to do was done.

Her eyes moved slightly, scanning all directions. She breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on her face.

"call…"

When the wind blows, twelve flags are raised in all directions!
In the bright flames of divine light, Su Jue stood tall, with his clothes flying and his hair flowing.

The moment he made Xia He's move to hold these people back, he had already made his move.

With the blessing of Tianyan's footwork, the divine light under his feet is shining brightly, and the Dao pattern is intertwined, as if the world has been compressed into a short distance of a few steps.

The void changes, mountains and rivers alternate, relying on the knowledge of formations that Lingwu observed in Tianfu Peak before, as well as the formation banners that were prepared earlier.

In an instant, at the moment when many monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu were distracted and broke through Xia He's net to attack, he planted twelve flags.

"Chong!"

The spear points to the sky, and the divine light spreads.

The remnants of green divine light sprinkled, as if covering the sky and the sun, and the captured net evolved from the laws of heaven and earth, after being torn apart, it drifted away with the wind.

In the Holy Land of Wanchu, the cultivator holding a long spear hadn't had time to taunt, and the Fluctuating Light Method was nothing more than that.

The moment he raised his eyes, he saw the world on his side. Twelve poles had been quietly erected, like bright banners burning with flames.

Hunting in the wind, the divine light is overwhelming.

The rest of the Wanchu Holy Land monks immediately realized that this scene was wrong. In a flash, they suddenly looked at Su Jue, who was standing tall under the banner.

A strong and bad premonition surged into my heart.

"What's wrong! He's not trying to hold us back, but he's trying to lure us in by himself, hoping to kill us all!"

Frost and cold changed color, and suddenly burst into drink.

As soon as he realized that the situation was not good, the cultivator holding a spear in the Holy Land of Wanchu slammed the Taoist Palace.

Under the blessing of the turbulent Taoism, his speed soared, his whole body was like a ghost, floating in the void, and he was about to escape.

"Want to run?"

Su Jue's eyes were narrowed slightly, and the divine light in his hand was shining, and he tapped on the ground suddenly.

An invisible wave instantly penetrated from the banner he touched.

"throat!"

The moment the power of control spread out, the twelve large flags that Su Jue had planted on the other side of the dry bank instantly swayed in the wind, changed direction, and instantly aligned with this place.

And, at the same time, Su Jue pointed to the sky with one hand, and at the same time as the turbulent divine power rolled in the divine sea, the Miaoyin Conch broke through the air, playing the sound of the turbulent waves.

"Ahhh!"

The killing sound like a hurricane swept across the void.

The cultivator in the Holy Land of Wanchu was instantly hit in the center of his mind, his head was about to split, his ears were buzzing, his internal organs, and the blood in his whole body were almost boiling.

"Boom!"

Formation buckle,

The 24 flags are all rising in flames and swaying in the wind. The huge talismans engraved on them are shining brightly, like the chains of the order of heaven and earth, combined with divine light, they rise through the sky and form a backbone in the sky. Covering all directions.

In an instant, this piece of void seemed to be completely isolated, becoming an isolated island without contact with the outside world.

Whether it's divine power, dao will, or heaven's secrets, they are all blinded and in chaos.

In a trance, water vapor like morning mist rose up, blinding the perceptions of all the monks of the Holy Land of the Beginning in the formation.

"No, this is the killing array refined by the cultivator of Dragon Transformation, and now he has set it up completely, and we are trapped!"

As if the sound of magic pierced through his ears, the cultivator of Shenhai in the Holy Land of Wanchu covered his head in pain, and the armor on his body was emitting a bright luster, but even so, it could only relieve the pain.

The attack by the musical method is too weird, and it cannot be resisted unless the same method is available.

Otherwise, ordinary monks can only resist this kind of damage with energy and blood, and interrupt the opponent forcibly.

"Now, in this formation, he is the absolute master. Is this the Fluctuating Divine Body? Not only powerful, but also brave and resourceful. He dares to take risks alone and lead us in!"

Another monk from the Wanchu Holy Land screamed. He felt the threat of death. The methods Su Jue showed were too terrifying and not at all the level that an ordinary Shenhai monk should have.

The Holy Lords of the major Holy Lands, the Human Emperor of the Eastern Wilderness Ancient Kingdom, and even the heads of the Seven Beidou Sects were probably nothing more than this when they were young, right?
"Be careful, don't spread out! This formation has the effect of blinding perception!"

A monk from the Taoist Palace spoke. His eyesight that could instantly penetrate mountains and rivers and see very far away was suppressed. Now he could only see clearly the distance of only a few feet in front of him.

"Fenghuo!"

Being in the formation, Su Jue could clearly sense the panic of this group of people.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand to activate this huge formation.

In an instant, Dao patterns intertwined, and the sound of chains operating in an orderly manner was heard.

In the mist that originally blinded perception, a gust of breeze suddenly blew, but at the moment of contact, it turned into an invisible magic knife!

"what!"

Blood spilled, scars opened.

The moment the breeze blew past, in the Wanchu Holy Land, more than a dozen disciples in the realm of Shenhai were the first to bear the brunt, and blood bloomed from their bodies faintly.

Even monks who are wearing divine armor and have been on guard for a long time are still hard to resist.

The exposed hands and feet, as well as the face, suddenly became bloody and bloody the moment the wind blew by.

Before the tingling pain surged, the divine armor covering their hearts, arms, and legs suddenly shone with bright talisman light, followed by traces of scalding marks.

"Kakkaka!"

One after another, the sound of drawing a knife across the iron armor sounded, and the hot traces on the divine armor could no longer withstand the attack of the divine wind, and were cut by strands of silk like dried noodles. open.

"Ahhhh!"

Numerous wounds, while the bones were visible, a large amount of blood mist gushed out.

"Clang clang!"

The rest of the monks in Wanchu Holy Land reacted significantly faster.

The moment the gust of wind blew up, they suddenly used their physical strength to strengthen themselves. At the same time, they tightened their hearts and released the strong Taoism, turning into flying chains of order, coming to the world like the gods of war in the heavens, shining brightly.

But then, the wind that swept across the entire void and wilderness suddenly hit.

Just like chopping down branches, leaves, and roots, in an instant, the scattered divine light and Taoist will were suddenly suppressed, and could not spread more than ten feet in front of him.

"Divine Body! Is this your method?"

Cultivator Wanchu, who was wearing an ancient gossip mirror on his head, was screaming up to the sky. From the middle of his Taoist palace, six ancient and vigorous characters flew out, each of them was shining brightly, surrounding his head and feet, and there were four directions, protecting himself , to ensure that it is like a lamp, which will not be extinguished in the wind.

"not good!"

As soon as the words fell, beside him, the tall monk holding a huge battle ax suddenly shrank his pupils, and an endless sea of ​​flames appeared tumbling like magma in the center of the earth.

"Don't mess around, I'll beat him!"

In the Holy Land of Wanchu, another Taoist monk spoke. On his head was a gooseneck vase, which released a crystal clear luster like a sea that accommodates all rivers.

At this moment, with a thought in his mind, at the same time as the cold air rose in the Dao Palace, a scene like an iceberg was transformed by him and burned blazingly.

Immediately, the aquarium that had been standing upright, emitting luster and protecting a radius of one foot, poured down directly, spreading boundless cold air, and covering the monks in the entire Holy Land of Wanchu.

"All of you come here, among my Dao soldiers, I have sealed a piece of ten thousand-year-old black ice, and after burning Dao Intent, I can use its power to resist these flames! Come here, my consumption will be less!"

He might not even be able to persist for a quarter of an hour to maintain a large-scale actuation and resist the sea of ​​fire.

"Are we being beaten passively?"

The sea of ​​flames rolled and almost swallowed everything. The monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu were quite aggrieved, curled up in a corner like a bereaved dog.

"We must find a way to break the formation, otherwise we will wait for death if we continue to stay here!"

"You want to annihilate us in one fell swoop, God Body, you have such a big appetite!"

The sea of ​​flames was tumbling, Su Jue controlled the entire formation, looking at these guys, his face turned cold.

From the beginning to the end, it was this group of guys, extremely arrogant and domineering, and would kill them all if they disagreed.

In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to use a large formation.

"After all, you can't show mercy to the enemy!"

"Sword Rain!"

Concentrating slightly, Su Jue formed a seal with his backhand and uttered a murderous sound.

Suddenly, the large formation covering the entire void spread a layer of rippling color like water waves.

From the condensed huge barrier, suddenly and irregularly, one after another condensed fiery apotheosis, merged into a thousand-handed divine sword, and suddenly fell down.

"boom!"

The rain of swords poured down one after another, and even the mountains that crossed one side were leveled in an instant with such terrifying power.

"Crack!"

Thousands of swords were scattered, and in the formation, the vase with cold air was the first to bear the brunt. It endured great pressure and suddenly cracked.

Under the killing formation trained by the dragon monks, even though Su Jue was not strong enough and could not exert his full power when he took charge, it was still not something that the Taoist monks could resist.

"puff!"

The Taoist soldier was severely injured, and the monk from Wanchu Holy Land, who was burning with Taoism, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt down. He was almost suppressed by this force and could not get up.

"Ahhh!"

Next to them, the other Wanchu Holy Land monks were all suppressed to varying degrees. They roared and used their divine power and Taoism to use their weapons to break the formation.

Several of them, whose eyes are scarlet, are ready to use the strongest means.

"Pfft!"

Outside the sword rain, several monks of Shenhai who were previously burned by Feng Guohuo were suddenly cut to pieces at this moment.

God Armor B was shattered, and their bodies were severely injured. In the face of this destructive force, they had no other means of defense.

"God, I underestimated you!"

In the formation, the monks of the Holy Land of Wanchu stood upright with spears in their hands.

He roared, and his whole body was filled with divine light. At the same time, nine strands of Taoism were intertwined on his body.

While dancing wildly with his hair, and waving his spear to resist the sword rain, a strong killing intent flooded his whole body.

"Junior brother, show me the direction, and I will suppress him!"

In the mist, Xia He spoke softly, his eyes flickered slightly, and his delicate face was full of calm.

She knew in her heart that with Su Jue's ability to control a huge formation, she might have reached the limit and it would be impossible to maintain it for a long time.

None of these people in the Holy Land of Wanchu is simple.

They also have a strong background and many means, and even the killing array of Taoist monks cannot destroy them in an instant.

"Senior sister, I can't hold it anymore, don't make a move, prepare to withdraw!"

Qi and blood surged, and divine light surged.

Su Jue's whole body was almost drained by this huge formation.

Even though there was a steady stream of divine power flowing out of the Divine Sea, he couldn't sustain the consumption.

Looking at the flag rising like a raging flame, he knew in his heart that the formation would not last long.

As soon as he thought of it, he suddenly caught the abnormal movement.

"Divine body, you can push me to this point, if you keep you, there will be endless troubles!"

With a long spear in hand, slashing the sword rain horizontally,
The monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu stepped into the sea of ​​fire, and suddenly sacrificed a stone statue from the Taoist palace!
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