Above the Immortal Cultivation

Take the enemy by surprise and attack when he is unprepared.

Although Wang Lu's condition is unknown, and his life and death are unknown, his defensive circle, which is as clear as blue smoke, is actually based on the Six-Star Gongyue Blade and the "Thousand Thousand Threads Blade Formation" combined with his own vision. It is his strongest defensive power so far.

The material of the Six-Star Gongyue Blade is extraordinary, but there is still a slight gap compared to Fang Tian's Sky-Opening Axe. This is not to say that the "Thousand Threads Blade Formation" does not have magical powers to attack, but it is the most powerful attack formation among them. , it is necessary to achieve the Nascent Soul stage before you can practice it. Even though Wang Lu’s magic power and spiritual consciousness are no longer weaker than those of ordinary early Yuanying monks, the gap in realm cannot be made up by magic power and spiritual consciousness. It is between paradox and paradox. There is a huge difference. It is an unchanging truth that no one can change.

Just when Wang Lu broke through to the middle stage of the Golden Core, the "Thousand Thousand Thousand Threads of Blades Formation" corresponded to a defensive magical power that could only be deployed with the six-star arching moon blade: a perfect circle, all-encompassing.

This magical power, combined with Wang Lu's vision, can completely withstand the full strength of the peak monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul for a quarter of an hour. His purpose is to exhaust Fang Tian's mana.

Who would have thought that Fang Tian would hit the circle with hundreds of bombardments almost instantly? Although the circle contained everything, just like a lake, it could usually contain the water of several streams, but one day, several streams turned into floods. The mighty rivers and lakes have only one way to burst their banks.

The circle was struck by Fang Tian's Sky-opening Ax hundreds of times at the same time. Only when it burst the embankment was it shattered. Of course, Wang Lu inside was not spared either.

However, after everything blooms stunningly, it must be a time of weakness.

What Wang Lu wanted was this opportunity. At the moment when the circle was broken, when everyone noticed him, he used up the last trace of mana to release a shadow talisman, and at the same time added a shadow talisman. The wind talisman, the body-breaking talisman, the divine earth escape talisman, and another Wang Lu disappeared with the circle like a ghost, hiding beside Fang Tian.

If it was Fang Tian in normal times, he might be able to find another Wang Lu lurking beside him, but now that he has exhausted his mana, all his reactions are several times slower than usual. When he sees Wang Lu Lu fell down, finally getting rid of this great enemy. When he was laughing wildly, Wang Lu, transformed by the shadow symbol, appeared next to him like a gust of wind, and cut his throat directly with the mother blade.

Then Wang Lu, who transformed into a shadow talisman, jumped in front of Wang Lu at lightning speed, picked up Wang Lu, who was still uncertain about his life or death, and launched "Across the Clouds" with all his strength to return to the human camp.

At this point, everyone burst into cheers in this shocking change that seemed long but actually happened. What could be more thrilling, exciting and exciting than this kind of fighting?

The seven ancestors in the transformation stage looked at each other and disappeared in an instant.

"Set up the formation!"

Immediately afterwards, Yaojun shouted wildly, and at the same time, he reached the middle of the battlefield with a snap of his fingers, punched himself in the heart in a self-inflicted manner, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but it stopped floating in front of him.

At the same time, before the Monster Clan and Feng Yan Sect could react, all the human cultivators, whether they were Nascent Soul cultivators or Golden Core cultivators, dispersed like birds and beasts, scattering within a hundred miles in a few breaths.

Everyone imitated Lord Yao and slapped his hand on his chest, and streams of blood burst into the sky with intense blood light.

Seeing this, Yaojun quickly took out a red token that had been prepared and poured various weird magic spells into it. The red token "saw" the drop of blood in front of him, just like a shark smelling bloody The smell jumped forward and swallowed up the drop of essence and blood, and then disappeared.

When Yaojun took out the red token, a total of 7,000 Jindan stage monks with varying levels of cultivation, led by 700 Nascent Soul stage monks, formed 700 small groups, and each released a red token. cards, and invariably played the same weird magic trick as Yao Jun.

As the weird spells continued to penetrate, countless bloody lights glowed within a hundred miles, and a blood-red invisible light shield surrounded the demon clan and the Feng Yan Sect monks.

Madman Ape gathered together with Yuan Sha, an elder of the same clan who was of comparable cultivation, Chen Yufeng, a great monk from the Feng Yan Sect in the late Yuan Ying stage with the deer-headed rat eyes, and Zhao Pocang, who was in the late Yuan Ying stage from the same sect.

They looked at the sky covered in blood, and the ape madman said worriedly: "Yaojun's movements were too fast, and the human race was reduced to pieces. What's even more unbelievable is that so many Ruofeng Talismans were used. We were They surrounded us. Judging from this formation, it should be a formation, but I can't see the origin of this formation. Guizong is also a super sect in the Western Desert, so he should know something about it. "

Chen Yufeng looked at the blood-red aperture, put away his previous contempt, and said with sharp eyes: "The instruction given by fellow Taoist Yue just now was very timely. When you can't see the other party's methods, the best way to deal with all changes is to remain unchanged." Good choice. Since the other party moves like a rabbit, then we should stop quietly. I don't believe it. If we gather hundreds of Nascent Soul stage, thousands of Jindan stage monks and tens of thousands of noble fellow Taoists with the same cultivation level, we will Use Arrancar to destroy their strange formation, and then defeat each one to completely win the central battlefield. Then we will concentrate our efforts to support a battlefield at will. After winning, we will win the remaining three battlefields with the momentum of victory, hehe. , since the human race has surrounded us without fighting, this is a crisis and a good opportunity. As long as we seize this opportunity, victory will not be far away. "

"Okay, Fengyan Sect is indeed a super sect that can compete with Miaonian Sect. I, the old ape, am convinced." Yuan Fengzi nodded in agreement after hearing Zhao Yufeng's detailed analysis of the general situation.

"Boys, take out the strongest fighting posture and be ready to break the formation at any time." Yuan Fengzi suppressed his impulse and spoke loudly and calmly.

As soon as the voice fell, tens of thousands of level 5 and 6 apes of the Red Ape Clan roared wildly. The earth-shaking roars entangled together, causing the invisible blood-colored light shield to tremble slightly.

Then, the apes took out earth-yellow spiritual sticks of different sizes and lengths, and two sharp fangs emerged from their big mouths, shining with pale and cold light.

They were ready for battle.

Thousands of Jindan-stage cultivators and hundreds of Yuanying-stage cultivators of Fengyan Sect were not to be outdone. Under the instructions of Zhao Pocang, they threw out formation flags one after another, and a black light circle wrapped up the demon clan and them in a few breaths.

When the black halo covered them, Medicine Lord and Medicine Saint, as well as Li Rongyu, the late Yuanying Great Elder of Qingling Mountain, and Zhang Huaiyuan, the late Yuanying First Hall Master of Fengsha Hall, looked normal as if they had foresight, watching the demon clan and Feng Yanzong camp disappear in their consciousness.

The tall Medicine Saint still had a very faint bloodshot at the corner of his mouth and said: "As expected, they disappeared. Hehe, since they entered the Blood Sea and the Sky Formation, no matter how they disappeared, they will show up sooner or later."

Then he said to the heroic Zhang Huaiyuan in a joking manner: "We haven't seen each other for eight hundred years, right? In the fight that year, although I won, I actually lost. But I didn't lose to you, but to your parents. Who let them give birth to you so handsome and let Ling Fei choose you."

"Haha, just admit defeat." Zhang Huaiyuan laughed.

Then, the two walked away from each other and hugged each other fiercely.

A smile to end all grudges.

They knew that this battle might be the last one in their lives. If the demon clan and Feng Yanzong broke through the Blood Sea Turbulent Array, one of the ten ancient formations hidden in the Blood Prison for thousands of years, they would be seriously injured and would have no choice but to perish.

The past grievances and hatreds seemed so insignificant in what was most likely the last time of life.

Letting go might allow them to live better.