This twelve-star formation is indeed amazing. When the twelve magicians cast the spell, the power between the artifacts intertwined and merged with each other to form a dazzling, huge disc composed of twelve colors.
There was a hint of movement on the bright moon's handsome and fairy-like face, and there were large balls of light of ten colors in his palms.
Yu Liuli, who looked calm, didn't seem to be planning to fight back. Maybe she thought that Jiao Yue was just struggling to her death. Yu Liuli's mouth curved: "It seems that you can live less than two days longer than me."
"Shut up, don't hurry up and use the power!" Jiaoyue roared fiercely.
"The only one who cares about life and death is you, Jiaoyue. You shouldn't have come to save me in the first place. Wasn't the lesson learned last time deep enough?" Yu Liuli said casually, "You were lucky to survive last time, but this time you will die without a burial place.
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"If you keep arguing, I will kill you right now!" Jiaoyue yelled impatiently, with only anger and unwillingness on her handsome face.
"Okay, come and kill me, I'll wait and enjoy it." Yu Liuli's beautiful eyes were full of hope, and she smiled to captivate the whole country.
Twelve magicians used their artifacts together to gather the power of the disc and attack the bright moon. The ever-expanding ten-color power ball in the hand of the bright moon hit the disc. The power ball could only slow down the impact speed of the disc, but could not withstand the endless power of the disc.
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The colorful lights illuminate half of the sky and are extremely beautiful.
The ten-color power ball hit the disc, and the middle of the disc was deeply dented. Then it slowly swallowed the power ball and integrated it into it.
Jiao Yue refused to give up and continued to hold on, overdrawing her body's spiritual power and leaving blood at the corner of her mouth.
Yu Liuli's eyes were light, without the persistence and unwillingness of Jiao Yue, and she slowly closed her eyes.
"Master!"
This clear and moving voice... made everyone suddenly startled, Feng Xuan's face changed in shock, and Hua Ying actually flew with his sword, running towards the bright moon regardless of life or death.
That direction carries powerful murderous intent. If Huaying is hit by the disc, she will be shattered to pieces.
Feng Xuan never expected that Hua Ying's affection for Gao Yue would be so deep. She couldn't think about it and subconsciously rushed over, the white light of the Sky-Breaking Sword blooming in her hand.
Hua Ying rushed behind Jiao Yue, and Jiao Yue's eyes darkened. Maybe he never dreamed that at such a critical moment, this unscrupulous disciple who had almost died in his hands would rush over and die with him!
Bright Moon's eyes met Hua Ying's, and his brows furrowed deeply.
"Hua Ying, be careful!" Feng Xuan also rushed over at lightning speed, working together with Gao Yue to resist the disc that was absorbing all the innate power around it.
Once the power of the twelve artifacts is released, it cannot be taken back. I am afraid that the combined power of Haoyue and Fengxuan will be in vain against the huge disc.
As the disc approached, Feng Xuan's body was unable to support himself and was sucked in by the force he had never experienced before.
At the critical moment, Qi Xingchen appeared in front of Feng Xuan, Hua Ying and others, and suddenly pushed out his palms, stopping the disc's approach.
"Your Majesty!" Twelve magicians shouted in unison, their faces showing worry.
"Don't come here!" Qi Xingchen roared in a deep voice. The twelve guards under him did not dare to disobey and hurriedly withdrew their magic power and stayed where they were.
Only Qi Xingchen can break this formation, but even Qi Xingchen cannot control it easily. The twelve beams of the disc are slowly weakening, the disc is also slowly shrinking, and Qi Xingchen's forehead is covered with beads of sweat.