This time he was in trouble. It was worse than he expected. Xiao Han tried spells one after another, but none of them had any effect.
It seems that until the combination of Zeng Zengxin's life forms is completed, he can be immune to any attack.
This level is quite scary. Xiao Han said loudly: "Disciples of Youyun Sect, have you recovered well?"
Then he slapped the jade pendant with green patterns, and forty-nine streams of light flew directly towards the huge lightning protection shield, which was neatly placed in front of all the disciples.
Xiao Han spoke again: "Xiao Qian, these are pills to help with recovery. Distribute them to all the disciples and help me fight against the demon spirit later."
Xiao Qian was stunned, this meant that they should work together to kill the gods.
So he quickly responded: "Yes, ancestor."
Forty-nine disciples took the porcelain bottle at the same time and took out the elixir in it. In fact, there were fifty disciples this time, but there was still one as a backup. When Xiao Han was there, there would be no more disciples.
Needed.
Xiao Qian also knew the seriousness of the problem and looked very solemn.
The other monks were surprised and suspicious.
"What exactly is going on? Could it be that Xiao Han couldn't successfully kill that god-level ghost spirit?"
"Are you blind? Didn't you see that evil spirit used some secret technique?"
"I just hope I can survive today."
"It shouldn't be difficult to survive. If Xiao Han didn't have confidence, he would have sent us a message long ago and asked us to prepare to leave quickly later."
"Instead of just letting us wait here like the current situation, it is obviously under control."
"That makes sense, just wait quietly!"
Amidst this suffering, Zheng Zeng recovered and the Youyun Sect monks also recovered.
In the past, when the Demon Moon devoured the other two god-level demon spirits, it was the chain of order that stopped its behavior. This time, there was no chain of order.
Moreover, Xiao Zeng’s methods are not like those of Xiao Yue.
After hundreds of happy moments, the aura of Zheng Zeng slowed down, and all the strange phenomena around him disappeared. Xiao Han quickly condensed his spells and suppressed ten heaven and earth spells at the same time.
He opened his mouth and said loudly: "Youyun Sect, set up the formation."
Whoosh!
Forty-nine figures flew out from the lightning shield at the same time, surrounding Zheng Zeng, all holding formation flags in their hands.
And Xiao Han also has an additional array disk in his hand.
"Form up seven kills."
This is the better way Xiao Han has thought of now, which is the Seven Killing Formation he obtained earlier.
This formation is stronger than expected, but the people who use it are different, and Xiao Han has repaired it, so it is even better now.
If all the monks of Youyun Sect can reach the stage of divine transformation, then if they cooperate with him, they will be enough to kill any sixth level ghost spirit, even at the peak level.
It can even hurt half a step to the seventh level.
Xiao Han originally thought that the key to the Seven Killing Array was the word "kill", but the more he studied it, the more he discovered that the true meaning is the word "seven", which means seven attacks and seven or seventy-nine changes.
The most important thing is that it can be combined. With such a weird attack method, even those who know the Seven Killing Formation may not be able to successfully avoid all attacks.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Zeng suddenly laughed and said: "Ha, have you started to use other forces? You have also arranged formations. I think you have reached your limit!"
"It's really ridiculous. Do you really think I'm trash in your eyes when you have a group of newcomers to the transformation of gods and even monks in the Nascent Soul stage to assist me?"
Xiao Han chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, you are really trash in my eyes."
"Kill with fire!"
The moment the two words fell, a large amount of flames began to emerge from one of the seven directions.
As the flag bearer of Huo Sha, Xiao Yun is the strongest among the many monks. Even if Zhao Tiezhu possesses the Five Elements Spiritual Root, he cannot compete with Xiao Yun.
Xiao Han controlled the flames and kept spinning around. Before the fire attack could attack, Xiao Han spoke again: "Wood Kill." A large number of wooden thorns quickly roared out from the other direction.
Before it landed on the Zie Zeng, it was burned by the surrounding flames. With the appearance of a large number of wooden thorns, it was like adding strength to the raging fire, and the flames burned fiercely.
Na Zeng asked doubtfully: "You expect to use this method to kill me? The strength of this flame is indeed good, but if you want to kill me, I am afraid it is not strong enough!"
Xiao Han did not answer the call.
He just waited quietly for the flames to burn, and tried to attack and evacuate the area surrounded by the Seven Killing Formation over and over again, but in the end, it was to no avail and had no effect.
But this flame can't really hurt Zheng Zeng.
Ji Zeng said angrily: "Xiao Han, is this all your attack method? Let's see how long you can trap me."
However, at this moment, there was a killing intent in Xiao Han's eyes.
"Ice kill." In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped to the extreme, and the originally hot environment was like a freezing winter.
No, it may be even more heart-stopping than the cold winter.
Zheng Zeng's originally raised hand froze in place for an instant, unable to move at all, and the large number of condensed black daggers instantly froze and cracked.
Bang!
The sounds of air explosions appeared one after another. Xiao Han raised his hand again, and the array turned to the golden area.
"Golden Kill." A golden long sword fell slowly.
"Local killing..."
Until the last lightning strike, all seven attacks of the Seven Killing Formation fell on Zheng Zeng.
"Retreat quickly." Xiao Han said hurriedly. The entire Youyun Sect disciples were already ready and headed directly towards the lightning protection shield.
Xiao Han did not dare to hesitate, and a colorful star array appeared in the void.
The Seven-Star Soul-Slaying Sword fell again. This was the last attack that Xiao Han could unleash now. The spiritual dragon had reached its limit, and his spiritual power was also exhausted.
Including the forty-nine Youyun Sect disciples have also reached their limit.
Bang!
Before Zheng Zeng could say a few words, his whole body suddenly shattered into pieces, leaving not even a single word behind.
Seeing the fallen figure, Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxed completely, and his spirit fell into extreme exhaustion.
"Ah, Ancestor Youyun has won, won, won!"
"Congratulations to the ancestor for successfully killing the god-level demon spirit."
"Xiao Han can always create miracles."
The monks roared excitedly, as if they were not tired.
Xiao Han pressed his hand and said: "Everyone, now is not the time to cheer. Please clean up the mess quickly. In addition, I hope that not a word of what happened here will be revealed."
Only then did all the monks come to their senses, and each was busy with his or her own business. Some of the god-transformation monks formed a team and went back.
Liu Yan just looked at Xiao Han and left alone.
Soon, only the city lord, Qiao Tan'er and Li Yixuan were left around, as well as everyone from the Youyun Sect and everyone from the Li clan.
Xiao Han looked at the people of the Force Clan and said, "I know what you want to ask me. There is nothing wrong with the Holy Son and Elder Zhou Ping."
"He just suffered some serious injuries and is slowly recovering. You can go back for the time being. I still need to deal with the tail here."
"Besides, Qin Ming is not dead either, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."
Hearing this, the eyes of everyone in the Force clan lit up. There was no need for the master to lie to them about this kind of thing. If he said this, it would prove to be true.
Zhou Yan immediately said: "Master's life-saving grace to the Li clan will be unforgettable to us."
