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Chapter 1828 The dead friend is not dead

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the ground shook, the ground was torn apart, thick and long cracks appeared, a large amount of gravel rolled down, and black trees fell into the cracks.

Gongsun Yang tapped his finger lightly, and the huge golden brick flew up, and a huge pothole appeared on the ground. It was hit by a heavy magic weapon, and the black giant should have died.

A black giant with a shriveled body came out of the huge pit, and after a burst of dazzling black light lit up at the joints, it quickly returned to normal, no different from before.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng and others frowned. It was the first time they had seen such a situation. The black stone man's supernatural powers were not great, but his resilience was too strong!Like an immortal body.

Wang Changsheng flicked his wrist, and a white light flew out, suddenly appearing above the head of the black giant.

With a flash of white light, a palm-sized ring appeared, which was the Bingyue Ring.

As soon as the ice moon ring appeared, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. Countless white snowflakes emerged out of thin air and fell from the sky. A cold current enveloped the black giant.

The black giant froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an ice sculpture. The ground was covered with white snow, several feet thick.

A golden light lit up above the black giant's head, and a small golden tripod emerged out of thin air, with a turtle pattern on the tripod's body.

The small golden cauldron fell down, and a large piece of dark moon water flew out and landed on the frozen black giant. The black giant turned into a black ice sculpture, and the white snow also froze when it touched the dark moon water. The ice layer was black. of.

A golden ax blade fell from the sky, and the black ice sculpture was cut in half by the golden ax blade like paper paste.

This time, the black giant did not recover again, but the formation was still there, and they were still trapped in the gray space.

"This should be a trapped formation. I don't know what secret technique the demons are using. Let's use brute force to break through the formation!"

Wang Ruyan suggested, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Song Xiruo pinched the magic formula, and the fire cloud in the sky rolled violently, and huge red fireballs flew out and hit the ground.

Amidst bursts of loud explosions, the whole world was enveloped by billowing flames, the gray space turned into an endless sea of ​​red flames, and the temperature rose sharply.

Wang Changsheng and Shangguan Tianhong attacked almost at the same time. They swung the Seven Star Demon Slaying Knife and the Golden Flood Dragon Ax respectively to chop towards the sea of ​​flames. Wang Ruyan and others also made moves one after another.

There was a loud roar, and the gray space shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Half a quarter of an hour later, amidst a deafening explosion, the gray space collapsed, and they saw the light again.

The faces of Wang Changsheng and the others were pale. Their mana was consumed heavily, but their consciousness was not consumed that much.

The faces of Zhao Qianfeng and the six were slightly pale, and their current state was stronger than that of Wang Changsheng and others.

Hundreds of blue lights burst out of the ground, flew towards the sky, gathered in one place, and turned into a huge blue light curtain, like a giant blue bowl, holding Wang Changsheng's ten people upside down inside.

A strong wind blew up, blowing countless flying sand and rocks, and green winds emerged out of thin air, making ear-piercing whistling sounds, and went straight to Wang Changsheng and the others.

Shangguan Tianhong's face became ugly. He could see that the demons wanted to use up their mana. At that time, they would be fish on the chopping board. I have to say that the demons' method is really good. Pick.

It is still possible for six monks to trap ten monks in the spirit transformation stage using formations.

Shangguan Tianhong frowned, and after a little thought, he took out nine identical porcelain bottles, distributed them to Wang Changsheng and the others, and said, "There are some ten-thousand-year spirit milk inside, which can speed up the recovery of your mana."

The Wannian Spiritual Milk can instantly restore mana to the Nascent Soul cultivator. For the Huashen cultivator, the Wannian Spiritual Milk is less effective.

Wang Changsheng took the porcelain bottle, opened the cork, and a stream of extremely pure spiritual energy floated out. He didn't take it immediately, but looked at the others. The others hesitated for a while, and took the Wannian Spiritual Milk.

They all signed the oath, and they were not afraid of Shangguan Tianhong's tricks, and they took Wannian Lingrui one after another.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan also took the Wannian Lingrui, and they used a lot of mana to drive the Nine Jiaogu to fight against the enemy just now.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't hold back your hand. You can break through the formation even faster by driving that drum-type Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasure."

Shangguan Tianhong's tone was heavy. At this time, if he still keeps his hand, he will be courting death.

Others looked at Wang Changsheng one after another, and a powerful Lingbao broke through the formation faster.

Wang Changsheng nodded and took out the Nine Jiao Drum.

Shangguan Tianhong narrowed his eyes, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, you use that rare treasure to protect everyone, this treasure of mine can attack indiscriminately."

Wang Changsheng reminded that he planned to summon nine flood dragons to fight against the enemy and destroy the demon clan.

What puzzled him was that the demons knew that he could summon nine fifth-tier high-grade flood dragons, so why did they dare to form an array to fight against the enemy?Does the Demon Race have a trump card to deal with the fifth-order flood dragon?Or is there a treasure against the water of the dark moon?
According to Zhenjun Qianhu, the demons have some special talismans in their hands, which are very powerful. I don't know if the demons rely on these secret talismans.

Jiao Lin responded, sacrificed a steamy blue ball and flew out. After flying high in the sky, the blue ball lit up with countless mysterious runes, turned into a thick blue light curtain, covering them all.

Wang Changsheng flew out and landed on the blue light curtain, dozens of cyan winds swept over.

He slammed his fist on the surface of the Jiujiao drum, and after a deafening dragon chant sounded, a steamy sound wave swept out, like a tsunami, with an unrivaled momentum, hitting the blue wind .

There was a loud bang, and where the blue sound waves passed, the cyan wind shattered like an egg hitting a stone.

A series of dragon chants sounded, and a series of steamy blue sound waves flew out, and one sound wave was stronger than the other.

There was constant roaring in the formation, mixed with a deafening dragon chant.

Outside the formation, Zhao Qianfeng and the others frowned, their faces became paler, and the aura in their hands kept flickering.

As time goes by, their mana drains quickly and they sweat profusely.

"Quickly use the blood burning talisman to stimulate the potential and speed up the recovery of mana."

Zhao Qianfeng shouted loudly, took out a bloody talisman, and slapped it on his body. Ouyang Yu and the others followed suit. Their bodies were covered by a large amount of blood, and their pale faces slowly returned to normal.

Situ Mei frowned, and observed carefully for a while, but found nothing unusual.

With a muffled "click", a small crack suddenly appeared on the disk array in Situ Mei's hand. She was startled, and quickly took out the Burning Blood Talisman, and slapped it on her body.

A strange energy suddenly poured into Situ Mei's body, her mind was filled with violent killing intent, and her eyes gradually turned red.

"Zhao Daoyou, you are tampering with the talisman, we are a group, how can you treat me?"

Situ Mei gritted her teeth and said, with a look of unwillingness on her face.

"You are a family slave with three surnames, who is with you? Chen Daoyou is dead. It is too difficult for us to go to other interfaces. We can't go to other interfaces. We can only kill these guys, otherwise we will die. , kill them, we can get a lot of treasures, and it will be easier to go to other interfaces."

Zhao Qianfeng's tone was indifferent. It is difficult for monks in the middle stage of transformation to go to other interfaces, and they need specific talismans or treasures to protect them. Chen Datong, who is proficient in refining weapons, is dead. If he wants to go to other interfaces, the best way is to wipe them all out Spiritual practice, use the treasures in their hands to travel through the interface.

Zhao Shengkai and Ouyang Yu looked as usual, they didn't regard people like Situ Mei as companions, when they were useful, they naturally looked at them with high regard, and if they were not, they immediately abandoned them.

A dead fellow Taoist would not die a poor daoist, if not for their spiritual cultivation, they would not have sacrificed the three of them, Situ Mei.

Numerous bloody runes emerged from Situ Mei's body, her face showed pain, and her abdomen swelled rapidly, like a pregnant woman who was pregnant in October.

(End of this chapter)