Everyone originally thought that the long sword of the holy weapon was enough to chop the short pestle and Xu Feng in half, but what they never expected was that this inconspicuous short pestle actually blocked the long sword's blow, and the long sword slashed on it.
, actually not even a trace was left behind.
On the other hand, when the long knife struck the short pestle, a gap actually appeared on the edge. This made everyone's eyes widen with disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
Many people exclaimed, looking at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand. The short pestle had no breath at all, but it was so hard. Even a single blow from the sacred weapon failed to make a single mark.
Xu Feng and Xu Ze flew out at the same time, and when they stepped on the mountain peak, the mountain peak exploded, revealing the fighting power of the Son of God! It was terrifying to watch.
Xu Ze looked at the long knife in his hand, and his face was also shocked and unbelievable. There was a gap in his long knife. This famous holy weapon was not as good as the inexplicable short pestle.
"It's really a good thing!" Xu Ze stared at the thing in Xu Feng's hand ardently. Although he couldn't get Feng Ling, it was a kind of comfort to get this thing. Something that can cause damage to sacred objects is definitely
It is a treasure.
Xu Feng was a little distracted when he looked at the short pestle in his hand. He had seen the short pestle block Feng Ling's impact, so he was not afraid that the long knife could cut him off. But it was still disappointing that such a blow failed to leave even a trace on it.
Xu Feng was extremely surprised.
Shaking his numb arm, although the short pestle had just blocked the long knife, the short pestle did not remove the power from the long knife. The long knife may not be as hard as the short pestle, but it can increase the opponent's strength after all.
Although Xu Feng's short pestle was hard, it did not have the slightest effect on increasing his power. Therefore, the power exerted by the opponent's holy weapon in conjunction with the Son of God was completely blocked by him. Such power shocked his blood and made him tumble.
"I want this short pestle, the Son of God!" Xu Ze looked at Xu Feng and shouted. The more he thought about it, the more extraordinary he felt that this thing was. It was placed under Feng Ling at the time, and it was enough to be placed together with Feng Ling.
It was so precious. But at that time, he and Xuan Ling were only focused on the divine weapon Feng Ling and had no time to think too much, so Xu Feng took an advantage.
Especially since the opponent has achieved the Son of God, the difficulty of taking this thing away from him will increase several times. Xuze can't help but miss his imitation divine weapon. If the imitation divine weapon had not been destroyed by Feng Ling, he would have suppressed Xu Ze at this time.
Maple is not a problem at all.
"What kind of person do you think you are? If you want to take something from your own hands, then it depends on whether you are qualified or not." Xu Feng looked at the other party with a sneer, feeling very disdainful in his heart. So what if the other party has a sacred weapon in his hand? The other party has increased his power because of this.
So what if you have a few points of strength? If you can block the opponent's sharp attack with a short pestle, you are not afraid of his increase.
My own strength is already stronger than his, and the opponent's strength with the help of the holy weapon is only on par with my own, or at most one level higher than my own.
But this is not a problem in Xu Feng's eyes. In other aspects, Xu Feng is confident that he can also suppress him.
Xu Ze obviously also knew that the young man in front of him was difficult to deal with. Thinking of the young man's defiance in the days of the Son of God, he became more worried.
"Every tribe listens to the order and forms a holy clan!"
Xu Ze finally stopped trying to kill Xu Feng with his own strength. He roared angrily and gave orders to his tribesmen.
"yes!"
The mighty tribe roared, and danced with all kinds of power, turned into Dao marks, and surrounded Xu Feng. They danced in a large formation, with various Dao marks interlaced, turning into a huge net, trying to cover Xu Feng.
in.
There was an uproar all around. Xu Ze really mobilized his tribe to surround and kill Xu Feng. Although Xu Feng killed three tribes around Xu Ze, only half of them were left. This tribe cooperated with Xu Ze Shenzi,
The power of the dance will definitely shake the world. Xu Feng is just a son of god, how can he stop it.
"I really admire this son of God!" Xu Feng looked at the other party's tribe gathered into a large formation, and said with a cold snort, "But I really thought that this would scare me. Before I came here, I had expected that you would
Do this.”
After hearing Xu Feng's words, everyone glanced at each other, wondering whether Xu Feng still had the strength to withstand such a siege. The opponent had formed a holy formation. The holy formation centered on the Son of God and the legendary venerable was terrifying.
Such an inhuman condition, even if the Son of God fell into it, he would still be devastated.
Xu Ze was stunned when he heard Xu Feng's words, but then he burst into laughter: "Who are you scaring? Are you afraid of being the son of a god? Who do you think you are if you single-handedly want to fight against the holy formation formed by us?
Have you become a god? Maybe you still can’t understand the horror of the Holy Formation! In that case, I’ll let you experience it.”
When Xu Ze finished speaking, he danced with power, and suddenly the surrounding power danced out. The Dao marks were covered in a dense and shocking way. The power of heart palpitations seeped out from it. The dancing Dao marks cooperated with the laws of the Emperor Realm and could be shattered.
All things in heaven and earth.
Such terrifying power caused everyone's expressions to change dramatically and their hearts to be shaken.
Xu Feng could also see that the rioting power in this large formation could threaten him. The combined power of these people and Xu Ze were enough to fight against him. If Xu Feng didn't have any back-up moves, he might be in trouble today.
Less.
But if Xu Feng dares to come, how can he not have any backup plan?
"You have a holy formation, do you think that the real Son of God is gone? Back then, I was able to use the Ghost Warlock to help you break the Holy Array of Mummy Corpses, but you didn't expect that you had forgotten that the Son of God is a Ghost Warlock."
As Xu Feng spoke, he waved his arm, and seven stiff corpses suddenly appeared in front of them. The appearance of these seven corpses made Xu Ze's tribe exclaim: "Elder Zong, Elder!"
They quickly recognized that the stiff corpse in the lead was the elder of the clan who was guarding Hongxia Mountain. The other six corpses were the leaders of the three tribes that Xu Feng killed.
When the three armies were completely wiped out, they thought that the body of the Emperor Realm giant had also been smashed to pieces, but they didn't expect that the other party had put it away.
Xu Ze suddenly had a bad premonition. He had seen the opponent being a ghost warlock. At this moment, there was an emperor-level corpse. Could it be that the opponent could really use ghost magic to condense it into a holy formation?
"I don't believe it! You want to form a holy formation to fight against us with just a few corpses. It's simply a delusion. Even if you can form it, can the dead be as good as the living?" Xu Ze stared at Xu Feng angrily.
"Indeed! The dead are worse than the living after all, but it's different when the dead cooperate! Especially when there are helpers joining them." Xu Feng said lightly, and with a flick of his finger, the world's incarnation fell on these seven bodies.
Among the corpses, eight figures faced each other far away.
Because Xu Feng has entered the divine child level, the World Incarnation's strength has also increased dramatically. Because the realm is the emperor's, the real combat power is still higher than Xu Feng's.
"Using ghost magic, condensing ghost formation, unpredictable gods and ghosts, drawing the ground as a prison, yang turns into yin, and yin turns into emptiness!"
As Xu Feng shouted, the eight corpses suddenly began to dance. Among the corpses, there was a breath of law surging out. This breath of law was what they carried when they were alive. Of course, because of the ghost warlock formation,
The laws of the incarnation of the world can also penetrate into their bodies, allowing them to rely on its laws.
"You have the Holy Formation, but I don't have the Son of God?" Xu Feng sneered. This is an extremely advanced form of ghost magic. Among the ghost magic techniques that Xu Feng has obtained, the formations he can obtain are extremely limited, and the Holy Formation
There are only two formations.
Among them, Xu Feng is using one of them at this time. His conditions are very harsh. First, he must find the corpses of the emperor, and condense them into at least eight. After that, he must cultivate the ghost warlock to an extremely high state, and his soul must be strong.
Enough to withstand the backlash of the Imperial Realm.
Ordinary ghost warlocks can meet such harsh conditions, so even if they get this formation, it is difficult to use it.
Xu Feng was naturally an accident. He happened to reach all levels. In addition, the emperor-level corpses of these serial killings matched his world incarnation, so he could use the holy formation.
As soon as the holy formation came out, ghosts and wolves howled all around, and overwhelming resentment and yin energy continued to condense. The power continued to vibrate, destroying everything.
Such a vibrating momentum caused the dao marks covering their heads to crack.
This holy formation made the faces of Xu Ze's tribe change drastically. Xu Ze's expression was even more shocking, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone gather in a large formation, don't mess up, dance the Dao Mark Law, and destroy the opponent. It's just a few corpses. I don't believe they can really do it."
unbelievable."
When Xu Feng heard what the other party said, he sneered: "But this is the corpse of the Emperor Realm! Ghosts and gods are summoned, and all things avoid it!"
As Xu Feng shouted, the eight people danced, and an infinite amount of Yin Qi suddenly filled the surroundings. There were cries of ghosts and wolves howling all around, and terrifying power arose within them. This power struck out, causing the heaven and earth to collapse in an instant.
No dao mark can stop its power.
Everyone stared at this scene in amazement, with chills in their hearts, and listened in horror to the cries of ghosts and wolf howls that resounded throughout the world. No one expected such a change, that the other party could actually display the Holy Formation of the Ghost Warlock.
The two holy formations clashed, and Xu Ze, who had the upper hand, lost his advantage again.
Xu Feng looked at Xu Feng and laughed and said, "How about it? Do you want to try whose formation is stronger?"
Hearing Xu Feng's words, Xu Ze's face turned extremely ugly. Xu Feng's formation was filled with dead people, and he wouldn't feel bad even if it was destroyed. But his men were all living people, and one less person would die if they continued to fight. His
The three tribes and the mountain gate have been destroyed, so he just
I have saved a little, but if he still dies, he will become a lonely son of God. At that time, I am afraid that he will have to return to the power behind him. He came out in glory back then, and if he goes back down now, how can he be like this?
Is it acceptable?
"Can't bear to let your people die? It doesn't matter, I will make up my mind for you." Xu Feng looked at the other party with a sneer on his lips, "I said that if you want to kill all your people, then you must kill them all.
Expose your troops!"
While speaking, Xu Feng controlled the transformation of the Ghost Holy Formation and rushed towards the opponent's formation, and the two Holy Formations began to clash.