The sky was as red as a furnace, as if it had been burned red by the rain of spells.
Tian Hengbo's face was as ugly as the burned sky. So far, they haven't even broken through the opponent's island defense formation!
In the yin and yang thunder cloud array, the sound of thunder is rolling! From time to time, lightning flashes, and silver snakes snake, and the power is amazing. But what makes people feel more desperate is the green light that lights up from time to time. I don’t know what these green lights are, but
No matter how terrifying the magic formula is, it will disappear like a bubble when it encounters the green light.
The Tian family started with Lingzhi, but they also recruited a talisman cultivator who was proficient in talisman formations, but that talisman cultivator was now sweating profusely, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How long will it take?" Tian Hengbo was anxious, with murderous intent in his voice.
He had never imagined beforehand that Turtle Island actually looked like a turtle huddled in a tortoise shell, so hard that it could knock out a person's teeth! They were blocked from the formation! If they could not break through the defense of the formation as soon as possible, serious consequences would arise.
Destroy the current high morale.
What made him even more angry was the unconcealed sarcasm that came from Tian Ye later. Tian Ye had a weird personality and had a very bad relationship with Tian Hengbo. Tian Hengbo couldn't stand being laughed at by Tian Ye.
"No... I don't know!" The talisman cultivator knew Tian Hengbo's fiery temper. He swallowed hard and tried his best to explain: "There is a master formation on this island! The Yin-Yang Thunder Cloud Formation has been strengthened. It should be
Plus thunderwood and the like. But there is also a very strange talisman formation on the island, which I have never seen before. This kind of talisman formation..."
"In other words, there is no way?" Tian Hengbo stared at Fu Xiu with a gloomy face.
Fu Xiu's heart tightened suddenly, and he stammered: "Subordinate... I need an hour, no, two hours..."
brush!
A ray of light flashed from Fu Xiu's neck, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
"What's the use of keeping you!" Tian Hengbo's voice was cold. Without looking at the corpses on the ground, he turned around and ordered: "All of you attack! Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!"
Everyone around them was shocked, and they all responded.
Behind them, countless warrior cultivators surged in, surrounding Turtle Island in a dark atmosphere, while preparing spells.
There was only one team that stood still and stood out, that was Tian Ye's war department!
Tian Hengbo was secretly resentful in his heart, but his face remained calm. He just ordered the other two elite troops to attack at the same time! He was furious in his heart. He must capture Turtle Island today no matter what! Otherwise, from now on, he will never raise his head in front of Tian Ye.
To break through a talisman array, besides cracking it, there is another way, and that is to attack by force! Theoretically speaking, when the attack is strong enough, any talisman array can be breached.
In an instant, countless magic formulas poured down!
Ji Wei looked at the red-hot sky and exclaimed: "This Ziwu Qinggang Formation is really powerful! Your Excellency, you really have unpredictable abilities and can understand this great formation! It is completely worthy of being a protective sect formation! Sir
Just relying on this formation, you can become a faction of your own!"
Sun Bao said succinctly: "Now it is its own school."
Ji Wei then thought about it and realized, yes, there is no difference between an adult and a self-contained sect now.
"Ziwu Qinggang Formation" Zuo Mo didn't hide anything, everyone in the Golden Crow Camp learned from it and understood the secrets. But the more they understood, the more they felt how unfathomable the adults were.
Zuo Mo couldn't explain the origin of the jade slips, so he pretended that he had realized it on his own. Zuo Mo just made an excuse, but unexpectedly, it attracted everyone's admiration.
They don't know that this "Ziwu Qinggang Formation" has a great origin! How can the talisman formation that has been collected by Pu Yao to this day be an ordinary thing?
The spells outside are like rain, but the island is calm and calm. The power of the already extremely powerful talisman formation has skyrocketed under the auspices of the small tower. No matter how hard the opponent bombards it, it is like a rock in the waves, standing tall and unstoppable.
move.
The two of them were not nervous at all. Not only them, other cultivators from the Golden Crow Camp also ran out to watch the fun, and no one showed any fear.
Because not far away from them, the sword cultivators from the Suzaku Camp were ready to go!
In the gloomy and dark cave, Shu Long and others surrounded the black pool.
"Should we go help?" Awen couldn't help but ask.
"No need, they can handle it." Shu Long's eyes were fixed on the demon soldiers floating in the black pool, his expression solemn. Everyone around him looked like they didn't dare to show off.
After a while, the black pool suddenly bubbled, as if it was about to boil.
Shu Long's expression became more serious and he said in a deep voice: "Have you remembered the method I just told you?"
Everyone nodded in unison.
"The demon soldiers recognize their masters, and each has their own destiny. It doesn't matter if they don't get it this time. No one can feel resentful!" Shu Long's eyes slowly swept over the crowd.
"Ha, Brother Long is getting more and more verbose."
"What's there to be resentful about? They're all our brothers!"
"Brothers who have obtained the magic weapon, go out and do your best, and don't let the Suzaku camp steal our limelight!"
"That's a good thing to say! I've been holding back this tone, and I want to let these birdmen know that our guard camp is powerful!"
The competitive relationship between the two camps can be seen from the names. The practitioners of Weiying call Zhuque Camp Bird Camp, while the practitioners of Zhuque Camp call Weiying Camp Coolie.
As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate response, and the crowd was excited! They were not convinced that the Suzaku Camp was always in the limelight.
There was a subtle smile on Shulong's lips. He usually used this competitive relationship to encourage everyone to practice. Now it seems that the effect is good!
The Black Pond suddenly became quiet, all the sounds suddenly disappeared, and everyone's eyes turned to the Black Pond. The quiet Black Pond was like a smooth and discernible mirror, without a trace of ripples.
At this moment, a magic weapon quietly surfaced.
A cold and pure evil aura enveloped the cave without any warning. Every camp guard could not help but hold his breath and stared directly at this magic weapon.
This is a scimitar. The pure black blade has no luster. However, the unusual arc seems to have an invisible force that can firmly catch people's eyes.
Demonic soldiers continued to float to the surface of the pool, and the evil aura in the cave became more and more intense, almost like reality. Shu Long and the others only felt that it was indescribably wonderful. These evil auras were no different than poison to cultivators.
But for them, it felt like they were soaking in a hot spring, which was indescribably comfortable.
No one made any move, although their faces were full of excitement, as they were waiting for Shulong's order.
Shu Long shouted: "Let's start!"
They couldn't wait to activate Kuwei's mental technique, and suddenly the cave was filled with murderous intent. Everyone's expressions were solemn, and they released their murderous intent to their heart's content, and the whole person was enveloped in the pure and pure murderous intent that seemed to be real.
The lingering black mist was like exuding an alluring fragrance. The demonic soldiers in the black pool were attracted and vibrated one after another. The peaceful black pool was suddenly shattered.
The demon soldiers choose their master.
For the bitter guards, including Shulong, it is a very novel thing. Even the magic soldiers have no specific concept, but they know that this can make them stronger! Become more powerful
!
That's enough!
For these slave guards who were once cultivators, following the master was their only goal of survival. However, they found that their combat effectiveness was much inferior to that of the Suzaku Camp, which resulted in a rather limited role for them. For this group of only
For those who follow Zuo Mo, not being able to play a role is more frustrating and unacceptable than death!
Everyone has pushed their magic skills to the extreme, and their eyes show the calmness and perseverance that have gone through hardships.
Ning Yi looked at Wei Sheng in front of him greedily, what a superb soul! He could smell the pure scent of this soul, it was so charming, it made him intoxicated!
"What a masterpiece from God!" Ning Yi licked his lips, his long and narrow eyes revealing his strange excitement!
Wei Sheng said nothing. He could feel the other party's power and terrifying aura, especially the bloody umbrella in his hand. The ferocious aura exuded made him feel like he was in hell.
But he has not wavered. He has never been afraid of the enemy's strength, not before, not now, and not in the future!
He is Wei Sheng, the indomitable Wei Sheng!
He looked at the opponent without fear, without the slightest fear in his heart. The fighting intent in his eyes was like the exploding sword intent. Only those who were familiar with him knew that he had entered a fighting state!
The black sword in his hand was raised and pointed directly at the opponent.
"Why struggle needlessly?" Ning shook his head and smiled, as if he saw a pet playing around.
boom!
The overwhelming sword intent is like a volcano breaking through the last layer of restraints and rising into the sky!
The space within three feet around Wei Sheng seemed to collapse all of a sudden, showing an unnatural distortion.
The more Ning Yi looked at it, the more he liked it: "Not bad, not bad! What a good boy! You can practice your sword intent to this extent at such a young age, and it doesn't mean it's a waste of your soul! I like this as a sword-wielding Shura!"
Suddenly, Ning Yi stopped laughing: "Why should I talk so much nonsense to you?" The smile on his lips became thicker, but his eyes suddenly turned fierce: "Die!"
Before he finished speaking, the Blood Demon Shura Umbrella in his hand opened with a snap and flew to Ning Yi's head. The Blood Demon Shura Umbrella slowly rotated and emitted red light, protecting Ning Yi in the middle.
A streak of red blood, with a disgusting smell of blood, came towards Wei Sheng.
Wei Sheng felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart, and without hesitation, he struck out with the black sword in his hand!
The space in front of Wei Sheng was actually opened by this sword, and there was a dark void inside. I don't know what it was!
The blood light was blocked by this sword!
"Not bad!" Ning Yi snorted: "But this is not enough!"
I saw the Blood Demon Shura Umbrella turning faster and faster, the blood light bloomed, and the smell of blood in the air became more and more pungent. What was even more shocking was that the hole in the air was actually being closed little by little by the blood light!