Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

"Finished formation!"

An old man in the imperial realm headed by shouted loudly.

The eight emperors achieved great perfection, as if they had rehearsed it thousands of times, and as the voice fell,

According to a certain regular way, they dodged to various positions, formed an irregular ring, and stood still respectively.

the next moment,

boom!

Everyone burst out with a rushing momentum, and the momentum shook the sky.

Just the formed light curtain caused many fine cracks to appear in the surrounding space.

Just at the moment of formation,

Eight giant dragon phantoms swooped down from the sky and hit the formation light curtain fiercely.

Boom boom boom boom...

Eight waves in a row, like the surging power of a nuclear bomb explosion, swept away towards the surroundings in a devastating way.

At the center of the explosion, space collapse immediately began to appear.

bang bang bang bang

bang bang bang...

With the collapse of the space, the storm became more manic, and the strong players of the early stage, middle stage, and late stage, which were considered a little distance away, were swept away hundreds of thousands of feet away like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. .

"Run away!"

Some of the strong kings who were thousands of feet away exclaimed.

"Hurry up... run... the space has collapsed."

"Dammit, didn't you agree to fight in the imperial realm? Why did the power of the exalted realm explode?"

"Mom, I want three legs..."

"Damn it, what the hell is an imperial battle?"

There was a burst of crying and howling, and everyone around couldn't wait for thousands of miles in an instant.

Boom boom boom...

They ran fast, how could the air wave under the vibration of the space come so fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were blown three thousand feet away by the air wave.

Fortunately, as the distance increased, the air wave weakened, and did not cause too many casualties, it just looked embarrassed.

Followed by the battlefield at the peak of the imperial realm, there were also nine consecutive explosions, and under the concussion of the air wave, the people who fled in this direction were shocked back to the other side.

"Ahhh..."

"ah……"

A series of miserable screams sounded.

It's just that among the flying crowd, everyone in Yutian Pavilion used various methods to forcibly reverse the direction of flying backwards, and besieged those who were in the early stage and middle stage of the Mozong's imperial realm.

They don't have much time, so they can only seize the limited time to kill those people. Since they joined the Yutian Pavilion, they can't change the fact, and at the same time, they have seen the resources in Yang Xuan's hands.

Of course, he hastened to find a way to gain more military exploits.

Just when the people of the Mozong were still flying backwards in peace of mind, they suddenly found that they were surrounded by people from the Yutian Pavilion, followed by swords, guns, swords and halberds flying all over the sky, creating a chaotic and deadly atmosphere of killing.

Before he could react, his consciousness fell into permanent darkness.

This scene happened in more than ten places. When people from the late stage of the imperial realm found out, the people from Yutian Pavilion had already completed the siege.

"retreat!"

Zhao Dongpeng roared loudly.

Everyone in Yutian Pavilion collectively ran towards the formation, and after a few dodges, they all entered the formation of Wutian Blood Peak in an instant.

The people outside looked dumbfounded.

When seeing the people from Yutian Pavilion enter the blood peak formation,

Like a dumpling, it fell straight from the sky.

Only then did I realize that these people's peak state was over, and I was so angry that my teeth itched.

"Xiao Fan, Guan Ruoyan, Hua Qingcheng, Lu Xiaoxiao, Zhao Xueli, Zhao Hongniu, pick them up!"

"Yes! Pavilion Master."

"Zhao Hongniu, what are you doing? You just pick up your brother, right? Hurry up and pick up someone else."

"Hey, good pavilion master!"

Yang Xuan felt that it wasn't enough, and when he stepped on the ground, a formation light curtain flashed from above, catching the rest of the people who fell.

When Yang Xuan finished all this,

He found that the imperial realm Dzogchen powerhouses who were blown away, the imperial peak powerhouses, returned to the sky above the formation again, observed it, and found that the imperial realm Dzogchen powerhouses did not seem to have received any substantive shocks. harm.

Even the people at the peak of the imperial realm, everyone was dressed in rags, with blood on the corners of their mouths.

"It seems that the next time you use the eight dragons, the Spirit Stones will have to be doubled."

At the same time, more than a hundred gray-robed formation masters suddenly appeared around Wutian Blood Peak.

Each formation master was followed by several blue-robed formation masters, helping the gray-robed formation masters.

However, Yang Xuan just glanced at them lightly and stopped paying attention.

Don't let these people try, they don't know what despair is.

Yang Xuan once again turned his gaze to the strong man of the Imperial Realm Dzogchen in the sky, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

"It was just an appetizer just now, let you try other flavors."

"Arise! Nine Nether soul-stirring formation, Ning!"

A black giant dragon appeared above the formation, as if it came from the depths of Nine Nether The Underworld. Just after it was formed, everyone felt a dark and cold aura rushing towards their faces, as if their souls were about to be frozen.

"What the hell is going on here? When did my Blood Fiend recruit such a heaven-defying person. Such a strong formation master, why didn't he discover it in the first place!"

The old man in the imperial realm headed by him had a slight look of anger on his dignified face.

But now no one answered his question.

"Finished formation!"

The old man at the head yelled again, and the formation light curtain rose again.

It's just that this time the black dragon didn't erupt with any kind of power, it collided with their formation light curtain, and easily penetrated through it as if there was nothing there.

All the emperors reached the perfection, and they only had time to show their astonished expressions before they were surrounded by black dragons on their respective heads like beads on a string.

"Ahhhhhh..."

"Ahhh..."

Caught off guard, the Great Perfection powerhouses of the Emperor Realm held their heads and howled in pain, their faces pinched together.

The black dragon didn't stop because of their screams, and shuttled back and forth over their heads again.

If Divine Sense enters their soul space, they will find that their primordial spirit will be devoured by 10% every time the black dragon shuttles.

Of course, it's not like they didn't resist, it's just that all physical attacks hit the black dragon's phantom, just like hitting the air, and it has no effect at all.

"Hurry up, use the Yuanshen to perform a mysterious soul attack."

Someone finally reacted, endured the severe pain and roared, and before he had time to attack, one of his souls collapsed first. The body fell straight down.

The others didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly resorted to the Divine Soul Secret Technique, the Divine Soul Martial Skill.

When the first person hit the phantom of the black dragon, all the emperors looked at the black dragon expectantly,

When they saw the solid body of the black dragon, it really became illusory, and the light of hope flashed in their eyes, and they cheered up one after another. All kinds of soul magic, soul Martial Skill bombarded the black dragon indiscriminately for free.

After half a quarter of an hour, they finally endured the screams, their teeth almost gnawed, and passed the most difficult battle.

The black dragon is finally gone!