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The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple 7

This continent emphasizes individual cultivation, so basically all spiritists like to fight alone and work hard to improve themselves. They have strong personal consciousness, but rarely have team consciousness.

Even teams like the Tianyi Imperial Guard are used to individual attacks and rarely work together to siege anything. This is their habit.

So when the team members heard this, they were stunned for a moment and gathered in a little uncertain way.

Then the four people came back to back together to form an external circle, each responsible for attacks in one direction.

In this way, no matter which direction the petals attacked, they could not find their gap. The team members' eyes gradually lit up and they felt that the pressure was reduced a lot.

Just try your best to block the attack in front of you, and you don’t need to be distracted to think about whether there is an attack behind you.

It was indeed a useful method, and everyone admired Luo Xing'er even more.

Suddenly, in the garden, each group of four people resisted the attack in an orderly manner, no longer fighting on their own like before, it was messy, but the efficiency became higher, and no longer heard screams of being attacked.

"Good way." Qiong Cangyue praised. He led Luo Xing'er and surrounded him with several team members to protect Luo Xing'er. "But this is not a solution. We must break through, otherwise we will have to physical strength.

Once consumed, it will be dead.”

His voice was solemn that everyone else was shocked.

Yes, now it has only eased the offensive, but no matter how strong their power is, it will still be exhausted.

This is not a solution.

"Sir Saint, use your tricks just now and get them all back to your hometown."

Everyone looked at Luo Xing'er with anticipation, hoping that she could use her ultimate moves to knock out all these damn petals just like she did when she broke the formation just now.

Luo Xing'er felt helpless when she saw that they all placed their hopes on her.

She wanted to use some trick, but unfortunately these petals were much more powerful than the formation just now, and their nature was completely different.

"This is not an illusion, my spell cannot be broken."

"What should I do?" Everyone couldn't help but feel a little worried when they heard her say this. Faced with these strange unknown things, they felt that this calm saint was omnipotent.

But now she actually said such words, how can it not be discouraged?

When Luo Xing'er saw that her morale was not strong, she immediately shouted: "Don't panic, as long as it is made by man, there will always be flaws. What you need to do now is to concentrate and resist these attacks. I will come up with a solution.

Even if you die, you won’t die here.”

Her sonorous and powerful words were like a heart-warming agent injected into everyone's hearts, making everyone's emotions much more stable.

They have always mistakenly thought that Luo Xing'er's strength is even better than the captain.

Since the knowledgeable saints said this, there must be a way, she can always make a big splash.

However, Qiong Cangyue knew Luo Xing'er's true strength better, and couldn't help but lower her voice in a hurry: "Can't you find the array eye? Don't you know the formation very well?"

Luo Xing'er calmed down and was also very confused: "It's strange that this petal flow formation does not have an array eye."

She has read many ways to crack the formation, combined with the attack direction of these petals, and used various gossips and star array direction calculations, but she did not find the place where the formation eye was.

It made her feel very strange. This shouldn't be the case for normal situation.


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