Chapter 338 The Spirit of the Undead

The little feathered bird broke free from Mo Yan's shackles.

He just couldn't control his strength and kicked Mo Yan in the face.

Borrow strength and fly out.

Like a small firecracker, the fluffy ball flew out with a "swish".

He stepped on Yi Lao's shoulder, raised his short and unreal neck, and looked at Yao Wen seriously with his small, dark eyes.

It understood that Yao Wen was going to break the formation and break through the nine-turn trapped sky formation.

If the nine-turn trapped sky formation appears in other normal planes of heaven, it means that someone is rebelling and wants to pretend to be heaven on their own.

But in this plane, the nine-turn trapped sky formation cuts off the connection with other planes and traps Xiao Tiandao. Instead, it gives Xiao Tiandao a safe space to recuperate.

Therefore, the nine-turn trapped sky formation cannot be broken.

Let alone break the formation at the expense of so many creatures in this plane.

After breaking the formation like this now, only one situation will occur.

The way of heaven is weak, there are no living beings, it is in a mess and exhausted, and it dissipates in the three thousand planes.

But at this time, Xiao Tiandao simply had no ability to break Yao Wen's formation.

As soon as it was forced to take office, it encountered people from the Xuanling Continent. All its power had been used in the tough battle between the Cangyan Sect and the people from the Xuanling Palace.

The plane level to which Xuanling Continent belongs is much higher than the level of this continent.

After trying his best to use the blessings of Heaven on the people of Cangyan Sect, Xiao Tiandao could not wake up for a few days because of the lack of strength.

Little Tiandao nuzzled Yi Lao pitifully: "Dad, I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Xiao Tiandao has no strength and can't do it!

The breath of life around Yao Wen was like soot blown by the wind, scattering in all directions.

Dedicating yourself to the formation, the blood of the Wen family will accompany you, and thousands of living beings will be sent to you.

This is the condition for Yao Wen to truly activate the Devil May Cry Three Withering Formation, which is also the price, which can be described as tragic.

But it is also this kind of formation that has enough destructive power to completely break the Nine-turn Trapped Sky Formation that shrouds the entire continent.

There is no enemy, no one can control it.

Soul dryness turned into formation dryness, and the formations changed. Yi Lao took the opportunity to change the formations, and pulled out all Yi Jiuxuan and others who were trapped in the illusion formation.

The old man in gray stood at the front, protecting the cub of the world's top mythical beast in his hands, and behind him were several ascended monks who could dominate the world.

He is obviously a simple old man who is elegant and gentle, but he has a frightening aura.

"A'Du."

Bei Wan felt something pop up on his head, "ben~".

Looking up, he saw the delicate and noble gray cat standing quietly beside Yi Lao.

Maomao was noble and arrogant. Although he was standing beside Yi Lao, he still seemed angry and didn't even look at Yi Lao.

Yi Lao looked at the angry gray cat with soft eyes, and raised his hand to touch the gray cat's head. The cat did not move away, but stood proudly, still not looking back.

"Good job, old man."

"Together this time."

A'Du suddenly turned his head, looking at Yi Lao with bright gem-like eyes, and suddenly meowed, lowering his head and rubbing Yi Lao's palm.

This time, I forgive him.

Master A'Du is very easy to coax.

A'du and Yi Lao's tacit understanding has long made it unnecessary to explain everything clearly.

Just by looking at each other, I instantly understood what the other person was thinking.

Thousands of years of getting along.

Without any words, A'du knew what Master Yi wanted him to do.

The gray cat seemed to be stepping on auspicious clouds, soaring into the sky, with a layer of light gray aura rippling around its body.

The undead energy that does not belong to this plane instantly surged out. It was of the same origin as the resentment used in Yao Wen's formation, but it was completely different.

The spirit of the dead brings with it its own holiness, and it is life towards death, which is new life.

Swirling around and scattering, the aura of the undead shot straight into the sky, transforming into a ferocious gray giant beast, which was just like a replica of the gray cat A'Du.

The giant beast raised its thick and fierce claws, with rolling thunder behind it, and the undead air under its claws, slapping Yao Wen's formation fiercely.

The soul of the dead is destroyed.

As soon as Yi Jiuxuan opened his eyes, he saw this scene and shuddered all over.

Mother! A'Du didn't leave any escape route for himself!

As soon as he sighed, he felt a sacred and thick fluctuation of spiritual power.

Master!

Yi Jiuxuan looked to the side.

In the energy fluctuations of the dark sky and the earth.

The gray-robed old man's face was calm, and his mental power was condensed into a pen, which was invisibly drawn under his feet. The complex lines of the formation quickly spread outward from Yi Lao's feet.

He stood in the darkness and thunder, with the glittering formation patterns beneath his feet, like a savior god.

"Bei Wan, Zheli."

Yi Lao opened his mouth and called the two children beside him in a deep voice.

"understand!"

Bei Wan and Zhe Li spoke in unison, their childish voices full of stability and calmness.

Yao Wen looked at Yi Lao quietly, although he still didn't know what Yi Lao was going to do.

But he understood that he only had this chance.

Opposite him was Yi Lao, a person who made him panic and fearful, even though he suspected that Yi Lao was dying.

But looking at Yi Lao's calm face, calm and assured of victory, Yao Wen panicked.

Fear made him do his best.

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