The 4470th chapter beast forest encirclement and suppression
At the bottom of Tianyuan Lake, the huge roar was still ringing. After almost half a stick of incense, the God of Death, with the cooperation of Yu Shura, Wei Gong and others, blasted away the Zhen Gui in the cave at the bottom of the lake.
He quickly set up a formation barrier in the secret passage and hurriedly chased him out.
The secret passage was long, narrow, and extremely deep. A group of nine people ran quickly and plundered wildly. It took a lot of effort to break out of the secret passage and enter the famous Holy Beast Forest.
By the time everyone chased them out of the secret passage, the mysterious old man, Lezheng Xuankong and others had long disappeared. At this time, Feng Jueyu, who had arrived late, also followed. He was in Tianyuan Forest with Quanteng.
After reaching a consensus, he set off immediately, and his speed was actually no slower than the God of Death and others. However, when he rushed out of the secret passage and saw the green and dense forest of sacred beasts, he was a little dumbfounded.
The Sacred Beast Forest is a hundred times denser than the Tianyuan Forest. A large amount of vegetation is filled in this barren mountain and harsh water. Towering ancient trees and dense bushes are everywhere. The grass and trees in the Sacred Beast Forest are almost as tall as a person. The smallest trees are
It has to rise several feet above the ground, with beautiful green peaks, beautiful trees, and endless waves of strange trees. The life energy of the Holy Beast Forest is extremely rich, covering up all the vitality of heaven and earth. It is extremely difficult to track it.
"Where are the people?"
"Run away!"
The God of Death's eyes narrowed in hatred, and he looked around, hoping to find traces of that group of people immediately.
In such a complex area, once the enemy escapes, it will be like a dragon returning to the sea, and there will be no news, because there are two unidentified guys among the enemies. Once they are out of sight, even if they meet again, they will be lost.
You may not be able to recognize it.
At this moment, the dark protector of the undercurrent rushed over and said loudly: "Don't worry, I'll come find you."
He bowed his hands to the God of Death, then took out a small jade bottle from his arms, uncorked it and poured out a small black beetle. The beetle's shell was shiny, as if it had been coated with a layer of paste.
Covered in thick oil, the beetle flapped its wings and flew away, its wings blue and extremely beautiful.
I saw the black beetle flying in a circle, and finally stopped on a small seven-leaf clover. It flew around the seven-leaf clover again, puffed out some blue mucus, and wiped the seven-leaf clover away.
The seven leaves were all covered, and soon, a faint red air flow floated on one of the leaves.
The black beetle opened its mouth to swallow the red airflow, then aimed in a direction, buzzed and flapped its wings and flew away.
"Over there" Protector Yin pointed.
"Chase!"
The god-killing man didn't say much. He shouted in a low voice, and the man was already chasing him like an arrow from the string.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
One after another figures broke through the air at an unbelievable speed. Feng Jueyu released all his spiritual consciousness and used his maximum power to cover the farther places. No trace of those people was found, but he felt a lot more relieved. Chen Shen
The voice said: "Don't be anxious, look for it slowly, they can't escape far, they must be hiding somewhere, they can't escape this time."
After saying that, he looked back at Feihua Empress who was nearby, and asked while looking for someone: "The strength of the three of them, the God of Killing, is extraordinary. How could they let several Qiankun realms fall so far behind?"
Feihua Empress sighed and said: "One of them was a master of formations. He threw down a formation and stopped us. Your elder brother thought that the other party had hurriedly set up the formation and it was not difficult to break, so he asked everyone to work together to break the formation.
, I didn’t expect that the formation was extremely strong and could not be broken no matter how hard it was. I thought it was because the other party had made a hasty move and was not fully prepared. We could not break through this formation all day and night. It is strange to say that that formation was not broken.
Although it is just an ordinary road-blocking phantom formation, it is extremely strong and I don’t know who made it.”
"Jingui!"
Feng Jueyu was shocked when he heard the sound. He could make a formation that could be thrown out anytime and anywhere and turn into a killing god. Even Jade Shura, Wei Gong and others could not break it in an instant. The person who made the formation could not break it instantly.
How high is the formation cultivation level?
Obviously, this kind of situation is too rare. Feng Jueyu asked himself, if he wants to make such a formation, I am afraid it will take several years. If he can't do it well, he can't make one after more than ten years of hard work.
, this kind of formation is so rare, it must be a precious thing that can only be made by a real formation master.
"Is it that Master Yaoji again?"
Feng Jueyu knew a little bit about the identity of the person he was following, but he didn't believe that such a precious and powerful formation was made by that person. If it wasn't that person, then it could only be Master Yaoji.
"What? Why did we meet once?" Feihua Empress looked at him doubtfully.
"No, it's nothing. I hope I guessed wrong."
Feng Jueyu was a little absent-minded. At this moment, the dark protector flying in front suddenly let out a soft whistle and said loudly: "I found it, over there."
Everyone's attention suddenly focused on the Dark Protector. They saw the Dark Protector flying through the bushes and sacrificing a sword at a big tree.
The slender black Gang sword flashed with a cold dark black light, instantly bringing up the gloomy Gang Qi, exuding a strong sharp sword Qi. The shrubs near the sword Qi were instantly crushed by the terrifying aura emitted by the sword Qi.
It was floating in the surroundings.
The black gang sword aimed at a huge black tree directly in front, and with a bang, it cut the black tree in half. The tree that required five people to hold it collapsed collapsed, and a tree that was only slightly shorter than it collapsed.
On the ancient trees, the horny dragon-like branches scraped against each other, and green leaves kept falling.
At this moment, a figure full of anger ran out from behind the black tree with curses in his mouth, and rushed away into the distance without thinking.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Wei Gong, the leader of the Lanwa clan, was not ambiguous at all. His fat body curled up into a huge blue ball, with blue clouds surrounding him, and he quickly chased after him.
There was no suspense at the Dao Martial Realm to pursue the Qiankun Realm. In just a blink of an eye, Wei Gong used his great teleportation power to complete a crossing of hundreds of feet in the sacred beast forest with rich vegetation, blocking the man's way. The pot-bellied Lan
Patriarch Wow's face was trembling with pimples, his tiny mung bean eyes were gleaming with disdain. Without saying a word, he held out a photo and casually took it on the fleeing cultivator.
"You still want to run, can you?"
Bang!
With a muffled blow, the monk who was covered in fire clouds immediately flew out backwards. The flames on his body were still rising, but he didn't have half the strength. Pushed by the powerful palm force, he slammed into an ancient tree, knocking the ancient tree to the ground.
The tree was instantly smashed into debris, and then it kept flying back, spitting blood from its mouth, and finally broke three ancient trees in succession before falling into the lush bushes in embarrassment.
Easily intercepting the monk surrounded by flames, Wei Gong squinted his eyes and glanced around the area, smiled slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come here, everyone, they are all here."
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As soon as Wei Gong finished speaking, in the nearby grass, on the treetops, in the soil, and in the crevices of the rocks, cultivators from the Qiankun Realm kept appearing, fleeing in different directions. These figures were all too familiar to them.
Just a few days ago, several masters of the Qiankun Realm appeared next to Xiu Yuzhong near Luojian Gorge.
"Catch him alive!"
Feng Jueyu couldn't help but get excited when he saw this, and with a wave of his hand, Xuan Zhong, Feihua Empress, Shi Jingkuan, Ren Qilin, Liu Zhijing, as well as the protectors Yao Tan and Wei Jin who had been following Yu Shura and Wei Gong all rushed over.
A group of people beat up drowned dogs and sharpened their knives on pigs and sheep, and their reputation was earth-shattering.
Feng Jueyu's side has strong men and horses, superb skills, and four Taoist realm experts. There is no suspense at all against the mysterious old man's side of seven people.
The God of Death rushed towards a person and pierced the person's thigh with one sword. Blood flowed out. Then he slapped it with his palm and the person fell to the ground with a bang like a mortal. He didn't dare to move.
Already.
"Don't kill me, I just did a favor."
Bang!
The injured monk in the Qiankun Realm fell to the ground and begged for mercy, but the God of Killing didn't say anything. He slapped the man's Heavenly Spirit Cover with his palm and squeezed it just right, knocking the man unconscious and making him unable to wake up for a while.
After Wei Gong repelled the old man who was about to run for his life, he and Yu Shura opened their bows and captured the two of them in the blink of an eye. When facing a strong man in the Dao Martial Realm, these two people had no resistance at all and effortlessly.
He fell into a pool of blood, with only half his life left.
The seven masters Xuan Zhong, Feihua Empress, Shi Jingkuan, Ren Qilin, Liu Zhijing, Yao Tan, and Wei Jin surrounded the remaining four people. Three of them could barely hold on for a while, but they could only defend without attacking. Among them, there was Le Zheng
An empty space.
"Lezheng Xuankong, it really took a lot of effort to find you."
Xuanzhong and Feihua Empress and his wife joined forces and pounced on Lezhengxuankong, who was scurrying away. The couple had the same mind. Although their cultivation was not much better than Lezhengxuankong, or even slightly inferior, under such a great situation
Next, Lezheng Xuankong was not in the mood to fight at all. He only wanted to break out of the siege and escape to heaven, so his response was full of loopholes.
Le Zhengxuan was sweating profusely and filled with righteous indignation. He held a long sword in his hand and slashed with the left sword and stabbed with the right sword. However, Xuan Zhong and Fei Hua Empress dodged them both. Not only that, Fei Hua Empress was also behind them.
He slapped his palm and hit Xuanzhong with a big talisman. The angry Lezhengxuankong yelled: "Xuanzhong, you bastard, I and you are inseparable, I will fight with you."
Le Zhengxuan cursed in the air, and used magical weapons one after another to face the difficulties.
Not far away, the old soul cultivator who was full of yin energy kept squeezing the ritual talisman with his hands, and the light and shadow flickered frequently and intensively. He forced Liu Zhijing and Shi Jingkuan back with a few moves, and then faced Ren Qilin's emptying palm gesture.
It didn't look messy at all. The bone-like palm grabbed it from the air and laid out a meticulous formation in the bushland.
At the scene of the melee, Feng Jueyu stepped on the injured old man who was full of anger and stared at the soul cultivator. When he saw the formation completed, he resented the sky and roared with gritted teeth: "Lu Jiuyou, you have become
A turtle in a urn, do you still have to fight stubbornly?"
Whoosh!
The old soul cultivator glanced around, and his gaze was firmly connected with Feng Jueyu's. It was none other than the disappeared Lord of Netherworld City, Lu Jiuyou.