Chapter 625 Fei and Shu (please ask for monthly tickets) "No! The enemy's siege equipment is too strong, and this sect's formation will not last long!" Above the main peak of the Blood Shadow Sect, the blood Shadow Ancestor, who was like a porcelain doll, screamed. "As expected, the war method of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty was better than that of us and other places..." The witch palace master who went to the temple sighed: "The Feijian Sect and the Zigong Sect had a large formation before, how good is the outcome?" I still feel a little regretful. I heard that the Ancestor of Nature is a real formation master, but unfortunately I missed the fate of being alone, and that man actually joined the Killing Sect! His eyes turned and he saw an elder named Shangshen holding a magic lamp in his hand and praying silently next to a strange eight-treasure lotus pond. With each time they recite scriptures, a thick layer of incense money in the pool began to disappear inexplicably... Seeing this scene made him feel pain again: "The killer move should not be moved lightly, the three hundred arhats in Vajra Temple are the same, so please ask the 'God Beggar' to take action first." "It's just my wish."
The man in a beggar's uniform laughed loudly, and a huge yang spirit thought flew out of the Blood Shadow Gate formation. He did not dare to go deep into the enemy formation and waved his hand to shoot out three jade talismans. Among the jade talisman, there were several broken golden patterns, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out. In the light, three golden armored gods emerged, roared and rushed towards the catapult cart. "Huh? Yang Shen's combat power?" The Black Dharma King glanced at it and was a little disdainful to take action. This is not counting the top combat power of the opponent, the scholar of the Poison Hand has other plans. really! The six priests roared at the same time, tearing away their clothes and turning into war beasts as high as the city wall. This giant beast looks like a cow, with one eye and a python-like tail, which is a bit similar to the mythical and legendary "Fei"! More importantly, around them, yellow-green clouds emerge, carrying the breath of epidemics. Obviously, as long as you get close, you will be forced to perform a physical fitness test. Once you fail, you will face various plagues and diseases... The three golden armored gods obviously had a certain time limit. After just dismantling a few siege cars, their bodies became a little illusory. They were swept away by six beasts, and a few snake tails swept over them, and a gold was instantly turned into an instant. The Argent Man dismembered the corpse... Roar! Two of the beasts continued to fight against the enemy's golden armored god, but the remaining four beasts roared and crashed into the formation! In the Blood Shadow Gate, an army of paper people broke out inside the paper house. Countless paper money flew, and paper arrows fell on Feizhe, but it seemed like scraping and could not cause too serious injuries. Not only that, the yellow-green plague clouds are still eroding into the formation. Even with the power of formation, some disciples with low-level cultivation began to experience plague symptoms. "What is this? The battle of giant beasts? The biochemical war?"
Fang Xing was powerless to complain when he saw this scene. "Here comes again, that kind of war beast." In the Blood Shadow Sect, the Master of the Witch looked at Taoist Heiyu: "I would like to ask Brother Dao to take action in this game!" "Well, this sect also happens to have a spiritual treasure..." The Taoist Heiyu smiled slightly, and as soon as he was about to fly out, his face suddenly changed: "The reckless men of the Killing Sect do not follow the rules at all!" I saw that with a long roar, the scholar of the poisonous hand had already flew out! The battlefield changes rapidly and never strikes! It is even more impossible to play cards like playing cards. What cards do you play and what cards the opponent will watch! All right… It is more likely that the Killing Sect is a group of lunatics and never cares about the optimal solution. The scholar of the Poison Hand just got angry and then got on. "In the name of destruction..." "Salute to my lord!" The body of the scholar, the poisonous hand, dispersed and turned into the true form of the Yang God that penetrated the sky and the earth. He had no physical body at first, and his body dispersed suddenly, which was very convenient. At this time, a small black hammer appeared in his hand. The terrifying power of destruction lingers on the small hammer, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression. "No, the scholar of the Poison Hand took action." At the Blood Shadow Sect, the Witch Palace Master shouted: "I would like to invite the three generations of ancestors to take action!" In an instant, a golden light fell, and a clay-shaped gold body appeared. This three-generation ancestor showed the three-headed and six-armed Dharma appearance, and the whole body was red gold, a bit similar to the previous golden armored giant. On each of his arms, he held a treasure. The inspiration of each treasure can be compared with the chessboard in the hands of the Black Dharma King, and it will definitely reach the treasure level of the ten sects of good and evil. The six treasures bloomed with their own brilliance and suddenly merged into one, like a canopy, blocking the huge hammer of destruction. Bang! The hammer of destruction in the hands of the scholar of the poisonous hand became larger than the mountain, colliding with the six-color canopy. The terrifying aftermath swept across, causing the entire Blood Shadow Gate to jump heavily, as if it had encountered a major earthquake that shook the earth's veins. "The left envoy has taken action, and it's time for us to go to fight." A glimmer burst out from the Black Dharma King's eyes: "After this battle, I can't say that I can touch the bottleneck of the Yang Shen Hou Realm."
After saying this, he glared at Fang Xing like a provocative look and turned into a black light: "Who is here to fight me?" "Amitabha!" "Immortal Heavenly Lord!" As the Buddhist chant sounded, an old monk like a dead tree and a black-feathered Taoist priest appeared. A strange bracelet appeared in the Taoist hand, muttering words in his mouth. Wave! The Vajra bracelet shook lightly, and when it appeared again, it fell on the chessboard, imprisoning the magic weapon in the hands of the Black Dharma King. The old monk from Dead Wood looked skinny, but with a faint golden light. At this time, with a press of his hands, a huge golden **** symbol appeared. Cooperating with the Taoist priest, he was even comparable to the Black Dharma King in the middle realm of Yangshen. Seeing this, the Dharma King Bai immediately showed the Dharma image of the Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva and wanted to help. But there were a series of Yang Divine Dharma images flying out of the Blood Shadow Gate Mountain Gate, making it difficult for her to move forward. "Huh? It's all the elites." Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. With the protection of the formation, the middle and lower forces of both sides have not yet fought, but the clues can be seen in the top combat power. The beasts incarnated by the six great priests can be regarded as the combat power of the six great yang gods. As long as the jade talisman and gold man is solved, they can immediately gather and attack the formation. And that monk and Taoist, coupled with the old beggar, barely blocked the black and white guardians. "That is, there are still the fighting powers of the four great Yang God True Lords... against the six great priests..." No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading! Fang Xing nodded and shook his head, looking at the battlefield of the scholar of the poisonous hand. He could clearly see that the scholar of the poisonous hand had the upper hand, and the three generations of ancestors who held the "Jingtian Six Treasures" were just barely supported. As for why the seven major sects finally only gathered six treasures? Of course there is a family that can't get it... "We're going to let the winner." Inexplicably, Fang Xing developed an intuition. Roar! Sure enough, the next moment, a group of strange monsters rushed out of the Blood Shadow Sect formation. These monsters are like tigers and leopards, each of which is extremely cruel and at an astonishing speed. Above the sky, there were giant birds made of white bones, turning into dark clouds and rushing towards them.
"These are obviously the work of the Yuling Sect... and they are all cannon fodder!" Fang Xing's eyes moved and he saw that behind countless beasts, there were three hundred strange golden arhats. "It's time for me to take action, otherwise if the strength of the Killing Sect is greatly damaged, it will not be of any benefit to me." With his thoughts, two insect clouds appeared in the sky. Huh! Countless cold termites condensed, spewing cold air, making the world seem to have returned to the Ice Age. Countless white bone birds in the sky were frozen into ice sculptures, and they fell head by head and fell into the group of monsters, constantly shattering. The monsters screamed and were gnawed by the green jade beetle... Fang Xing flew to the front of the military formation, and the natural light of his body flashed continuously. —Cluster natural summons! Rumble! Rows of tree people emerged, like giants standing tall. A tree man with three heads and six arms roared to the sky, and the astonishing anger actually formed a substance, causing it to burn. —Legendary·Burning Treeman Guard! It smashed it with one punch, and among the three hundred golden arhats, more than a dozen arhats instantly turned into a ball of golden cake. The golden-body Arhat stopped the formation of charge, and looked at the tree people who were more than ten times taller, dozens of times stronger than them, and like iron walls. They couldn't help but look fear and despair appeared on their faces. Rumble! Tree people move side by side, and wherever they pass along the way, no matter the golden arhat, monster, paper man, shadow puppet, or even flesh and blood disciples, they all turn into flesh and blood... "There are actually Yangshen Tree Demons? So many?" On the side of the Blood Shadow Sect, the Witch Palace Master looked at this scene and was almost desperate. "No!" The blood shadow ancestor, like a porcelain doll, was even more bloody. Then, they all looked at Fang Xing: "This is a technique of summoning. As long as you kill the Lord, you will be able to disperse and make him return!" "Master of the Witch Palace?" The leader of the Blood Shadow Sect turned into a blood light and rushed out. Suddenly, a shadow puppet appeared beside him, a somewhat broken paper man. There was even a divine thought in the paper man: "I didn't expect that there would be such an outstanding junior in today's world..." It is a blood shadow sect that completely entrusts his soul to the existence of the paper man! "Oh? The Blood Shadow Sect has a good foundation, and it also hides the combat power of two great Yang Gods..."
Fang Xing doesn't care about this. Moreover, when these sects were extinct, it was quite interesting to struggle from the ancestors to the disciples to the best of their efforts. When crushing them, it will also give people the pleasure of trampling on ant nest or kicking the dune castle. "It's a pity... it's not enough." A spiritual light emerged, and Fang Xing's body suddenly changed. Huh! The wind and clouds surging, and the thunder roared. —The dragon changes! —Call the wind and rain! In an instant, the square star turned into a hundred-meter-long white jade dragon with two horns on its head and four claws on its belly, snake body and fish tail, and dragon whiskers! What’s even more amazing is the majesty that far exceeds the previous one! This is the blessing and change brought by that little bit of natural divinity. Fang Xing took a deep breath and suddenly spit out a white flame. —The dragon breathes! "ah!" In the screams, the leader of the Blood Shadow Sect was the first to be severely injured. The paper man and the shadow puppet even said nothing, and turned into ashes in the white dragon flame! (End of this chapter)