Chapter 3969 Kill the red robe and break the magic circle
The Wutian monks in Zhongtian Realm have simply suffered enough from Mu Feng.
If they were asked to list the people they least wanted to see, Mu Feng would definitely be at the top of the list.
Many of Wutian's plans were sabotaged by Mu Feng, and many of Wutian's monks died at the hands of Mu Feng.
And because of Mu Feng's special identity, the monks in Zhongtian Realm also spread his information to other realms, so the Wutian monks in other realms are not unfamiliar with Mu Feng.
The red robe in front of him inferred Mu Feng's identity. Although he looked like a demon warrior, his appearance was also the easiest to change.
Even in Zhongtian Realm, Mu Feng, who possesses the secret technique of changing his appearance, often changes his appearance, so the original appearance is not so important, what is important is the characteristics.
Mu Feng's characteristic is his iconic fighting power, which is far superior to that of monks of the same realm. When he displays it, golden light will flow from his body, making him full of domineering power.
The Unbounded Domain, Taimi Ancient Characters, World Tree Branches, etc. These are Mu Feng's characteristics. Except for the Unbounded Domain, the others are unique.
And there is another characteristic, that is, Mu Feng has great luck, so when the Wutian cultivator least wants to be disturbed, Mu Feng will often appear in front of him.
Of course, the second characteristic is very metaphysical and can be ignored.??.
Mu Feng smiled solemnly: "You actually guessed it, but even so you can't escape the fate of death!"
He strode forward, and the Qingxiao Sword was sacrificed by him. He held it with both hands, and the shocking sword intent was released from his body, as if it was going to pierce the sky!
Thrall and others who came from a distance also felt the sharp aura coming towards their faces!
"cut!"
The astonishing Saint Yuan condensed into a huge sword shadow, which seemed to pierce the sky. As the long sword slashed down, it seemed that it was cut in half by this sword!
Although Mu Feng has not yet recovered to the supreme state, after all, the foundation is here, and the foundation has been restored. Now it is only because of his injuries that he is temporarily unable to return to the peak.
Therefore, with this sword, he broke through the limit. The sword shadow contained the power of multiple avenues and fell instantly.
At that moment, the world became silent. Luo Tong and others in the distance all stood up one after another. Their hearts were overwhelmed and they could not calm down.
This sword even exceeded their knowledge!
With a swish sound, the sword shadow disappeared.
The entire Land of Lost Gods was chopped down with one sword, leaving an abyss-like ravine on the ground, extending to a hundred miles away. Even the peaks surrounding this land were directly cut open with a gap!
Mu Feng looked at his hands in surprise. He didn't expect that he could release such a powerful sword. It seemed that he was not far away from returning to his peak state.
However, this sword was not completely harmless. It affected the hideous wound on his body, and the blood immediately dyed his clothes red.
The red-robed warrior of the demon clan staggered back, his body was split from the middle, and even the source of his life was chopped into pieces by this sword. In the end, he just glanced at Mu Feng, fell from the air, and hit the ground heavily.
The blood splashed out, like a bright red flower blooming on the ground.
When Luo Tong and others saw Mu Feng's victory, they all ran over and were very excited. Mu Feng's image became even bigger in their hearts.
Only Luo Tong stepped forward to check Mu Feng's injury at this time, with a worried look on his face.
"The wound is bleeding again, it was you who fought It was too intense.”
With a somewhat reproachful tone, she took out some medicine and applied it on Mu Feng, doing it gently and skillfully. After all, she had done it many times.
After they brought Mu Feng back to Black Moon Village, they discovered this huge wound that almost split Mu Feng in half.
However, there was a power attached to the wound that they had never heard of at all. Even the priests in the village could not drive it away. Mu Feng himself did not care about it and usually just bandaged the wound tightly with a strip of cloth.
.
If there is a battle, the wound will bleed, so Luo Tong often changes Mu Feng's dressing.
"It's okay, and I can slowly recover from this wound now, so don't worry." Mu Feng said with a smile.
Thrall was shocked, but more curious about the formation.
"Can this formation make them fall into the devil's path? I'm really curious about what it feels like to fall into the devil's path."
Mu Feng quickly dismissed this terrible idea: "Don't think like this, otherwise you will become Wutian's tool, lose your emotions, and even kill your loved ones!"
Sal smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just curious and won't really do it."
Ernie and Vika seemed to have seen some kind of treasure. They gathered around Mu Feng like cowards, thinking that they had a bright future.
Now even if Mu Feng wants to drive them away, they will not leave.
But now is not the time to relax. After all, the formation has not been solved yet. If it is not stopped, these hundreds of demon clan viscount-level experts will all become Wutian's minions.
"What should we do now? We are not very proficient in battle tactics. It would be great if there was a priest here."
Thrall looked at the huge formation and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.
Mu Feng smiled slightly: "I happen to know a little about formations. Why not give it a try? It's better than doing nothing."
After saying that, he flew straight up and reached the sky above the formation.
They said they knew a little bit, but Luo Tong and the others didn't know that formations were Mu Feng's strength. With the Tianyan Divine Machine taught by the old man Shenji, plus three unique Dao patterns, he could surpass Mu Feng in the field of formations.
There are really not many people left.
He saw twelve Fallen Immortal Formation flags flying out from his body, each flag flashing with golden light, like twelve sharp swords floating in the sky above the bloody formation.
Several people were used to the strange behaviors Mu Feng often made and the treasures on his body. No one knew what else was hidden in Mu Feng, but they vaguely felt that the twelve Fallen Immortal Formation flags were very different.
Not only is it different from the formation flag they know, but it is also different from the formation flag in their entire demon world!
The demons in the demon world are good at martial arts and can be said to be fierce and aggressive, but they dislike battle methods, holy symbols, elixirs and the like.
Only those priests are proficient in this way.
Moreover, whether it is the alchemy furnace or the array flag produced by the Demonic World, they all have a primitive and rough feeling. They pay more attention to practicality and are in line with the aesthetics of the demons, but in the eyes of humans, they are very rough.
Therefore, in the eyes of Luo Tong and the others, the exquisite twelve-sided Fallen Immortal Formation Flags are works of art, with a sense of distance that does not belong to the Demonic Heaven Realm.
Immediately afterwards, golden Dao patterns emerged under his feet, spreading quickly as if they came to life, connecting all the formation flags.
With a bit of jealousy and a bit of envy, Sal secretly said, "Does this mean you know a little bit about the formation? What a liar!" The Wutian monks in the Zhongtian Realm had simply suffered enough from Mu Feng.
If they were asked to list the people they least wanted to see, Mu Feng would definitely be at the top of the list.
Many of Wutian's plans were sabotaged by Mu Feng, and many of Wutian's monks died at the hands of Mu Feng.
And because of Mu Feng's special identity, the monks in Zhongtian Realm also spread his information to other realms, so the Wutian monks in other realms are not unfamiliar with Mu Feng.
The red robe in front of him inferred Mu Feng's identity. Although he looked like a demon warrior, his appearance was also the easiest to change.
Even in Zhongtian Realm, Mu Feng, who possesses the secret technique of changing his appearance, often changes his appearance, so the original appearance is not so important, what is important is the characteristics.
Mu Feng's characteristic is his iconic fighting power, which is far superior to that of monks of the same realm. When he displays it, golden light will flow from his body, making him full of domineering power.
The Unbounded Domain, Taimi Ancient Characters, World Tree Branches, etc. These are Mu Feng's characteristics. Except for the Unbounded Domain, the others are unique.
And there is another characteristic, that is, Mu Feng has great luck, so when the Wutian cultivator least wants to be disturbed, Mu Feng will often appear in front of him.
Of course, the second characteristic is very metaphysical and can be ignored.
Mu Feng smiled solemnly: "You actually guessed it, but even so you can't escape the fate of death!"
He strode forward, and the Qingxiao Sword was sacrificed by him. He held it with both hands, and the shocking sword intent was released from his body, as if it was going to pierce the sky!
Thrall and others who came from a distance also felt the sharp aura coming towards their faces!
"cut!"
The astonishing Saint Yuan condensed into a huge sword shadow, which seemed to pierce the sky. As the long sword slashed down, it seemed that it was cut in half by this sword!
Although Mu Feng has not yet recovered to the supreme state, after all, the foundation is here, and the foundation has been restored. Now it is only because of his injuries that he is temporarily unable to return to the peak.
Therefore, with this sword, he broke through the limit. The sword shadow contained the power of multiple avenues and fell instantly.
At that moment, the world became silent. Luo Tong and others in the distance all stood up one after another. Their hearts were overwhelmed and they could not calm down.
This sword even exceeded their knowledge!
With a swish sound, the sword shadow disappeared.
The entire Land of Lost Gods was chopped down with one sword, leaving an abyss-like ravine on the ground, extending to a hundred miles away. Even the peaks surrounding this land were directly cut open with a gap!
Mu Feng looked at his hands in surprise. He didn't expect that he could release such a powerful sword. It seemed that he was not far away from returning to his peak state.
However, this sword was not completely harmless. It affected the hideous wound on his body, and the blood immediately dyed his clothes red.
The red-robed warrior of the demon clan staggered back, his body was split from the middle, and even the source of his life was chopped into pieces by this sword. In the end, he just glanced at Mu Feng, fell from the air, and hit the ground heavily.
The blood splashed out, like a bright red flower blooming on the ground.
When Luo Tong and others saw Mu Feng's victory, they all ran over and were very excited. Mu Feng's image became even bigger in their hearts.
Only Luo Tong stepped forward to check Mu Feng's injury at this time, with a worried look on his face.
"The wound is bleeding again, it was you who fought It was too intense.”
With a somewhat reproachful tone, she took out some medicine and applied it on Mu Feng, doing it gently and skillfully. After all, she had done it many times.
After they brought Mu Feng back to Black Moon Village, they discovered this huge wound that almost split Mu Feng in half.
However, there was a power attached to the wound that they had never heard of at all. Even the priests in the village could not drive it away. Mu Feng himself did not care about it and usually just bandaged the wound tightly with a strip of cloth.
.
If there is a battle, the wound will bleed, so Luo Tong often changes Mu Feng's dressing.
"It's okay, and I can slowly recover from this wound now, so don't worry." Mu Feng said with a smile.
Thrall was shocked, but more curious about the formation.
"Can this formation make them fall into the devil's path? I'm really curious about what it feels like to fall into the devil's path."
Mu Feng quickly dismissed this terrible idea: "Don't think like this, otherwise you will become Wutian's tool, lose your emotions, and even kill your loved ones!"
Sal smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just curious and won't really do it."
Ernie and Vika seemed to have seen some kind of treasure. They gathered around Mu Feng like cowards, thinking that they had a bright future.
Now even if Mu Feng wants to drive them away, they will not leave.
But now is not the time to relax. After all, the formation has not been solved yet. If it is not stopped, these hundreds of demon clan viscount-level experts will all become Wutian's minions.
"What should we do now? We are not very proficient in battle tactics. It would be great if there was a priest here."
Thrall looked at the huge formation and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.
Mu Feng smiled slightly: "I happen to know a little about formations. Why not give it a try? It's better than doing nothing."
After saying that, he flew straight up and reached the sky above the formation.
They said they knew a little bit, but Luo Tong and the others didn't know that formations were Mu Feng's strength. With the Tianyan Divine Machine taught by the old man Shenji, plus three unique Dao patterns, he could surpass Mu Feng in the field of formations.
There are really not many people left.
He saw twelve Fallen Immortal Formation flags flying out from his body, each flag flashing with golden light, like twelve sharp swords floating in the sky above the bloody formation.
Several people were used to the strange behaviors Mu Feng often made and the treasures on his body. No one knew what else was hidden in Mu Feng, but they vaguely felt that the twelve Fallen Immortal Formation flags were very different.
Not only is it different from the formation flag they know, but it is also different from the formation flag in their entire demon world!
The demons in the demon world are good at martial arts and can be said to be fierce and aggressive, but they dislike battle methods, holy symbols, elixirs and the like.
Only those priests are proficient in this way.
Moreover, whether it is the alchemy furnace or the array flag produced by the Demonic World, they all have a primitive and rough feeling. They pay more attention to practicality and are in line with the aesthetics of the demons, but in the eyes of humans, they are very rough.
Therefore, in the eyes of Luo Tong and the others, the exquisite twelve-sided Fallen Immortal Formation Flags are works of art, with a sense of distance that does not belong to the Demonic Heaven Realm.
Immediately afterwards, golden Dao patterns emerged under his feet, spreading quickly as if they came to life, connecting all the formation flags.
With a bit of jealousy and a bit of envy, Sal secretly said, "Does this mean you know a little bit about formations? What a liar!"