"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man immediately said in a deep voice.
This feminine man is not the strongest, but he is quite capable of forming formations. Could it be that...
"There are man-made traces, and the stones are so densely covered. Ah, yes, this is a large protective formation. It is here, it must be here."
The feminine man carefully identified it for a while, then slapped his hand fiercely and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the leading middle-aged man immediately flashed fiery red spiritual power in his hand, and a spear appeared in his hand.[
Turning the gun head, the middle-aged man gathered his spiritual energy and swept the gun head towards Mu Huang and Fengyun.
Seeing this, Feng Yun stood up violently.
However, after all, she was a level one Spirit Emperor, and the opponent was a level seven. This difference in speed meant that although she was always on guard, she was still a little slower and failed to resist the sweeping shot.
"Bang." A clear and unusual burst sounded.
The middle-aged man's fiery red spiritual spear was rebounded hard.
But the protective shield in front of Emperor Mu was not broken at all.
However, Fengyun did not miss it. The blue spiritual power on Mu Huang's body solidified for a moment, and Mu Huang was still affected.
"Here, here." With one shot, Emperor Mu's position was immediately clear, and the middle-aged man shouted loudly.
The sixteen Spirit Emperors around him also discovered it at the same moment.
Immediately, seventeen people formed a circle and surrounded the mountain wall where Emperor Fengyun Mu was.
Seventeen rays of spiritual power instantly formed in the sky above the white cliff.
The bright colors are almost more beautiful than the rainbow after the rain.
However, it is as dangerous as a storm on the sea.
Just with the gathering of seventeen spiritual powers, the white cliff could no longer withstand the huge pressure and began to collapse silently.
The surrounding trees and stones began to turn into powder and dust due to the invisible pressure.
Everything is being destroyed quickly.
Fengyun stood in the formation and frowned instantly when he saw this.
Seventeen seventh-level spiritual kings attack with all their strength. I wonder if this small formation can be relied on?
If you can't bear it, then Emperor Mu...[
Fengyun turned his head and glanced at Mu Huang, whose eyes were tightly closed and his figure was vague.