The young indigenous leader fell into the dust. Although he was not dead yet, he also lost the ability to continue fighting;
The injury to his soul was more serious than the injury to his body. The young patriarch struggled to stand up from the ground. The corners of his eyes twitched, and his face was filled with a ferocious look of suppressing pain. He held a sword in one hand and pressed his temple with the other, looking with fear in his eyes.
By Xu Feng.
"You, outsider, you..." The young patriarch looked shaky. The tribesmen behind him swarmed up and protected him in the center. One of them took out a few fruits the size of fingernails and stuffed them into the young patriarch's mouth.
"Battle formation!" The native guarding beside the young patriarch suddenly opened his mouth and shouted filial piety.
Like ghosts, the remaining seven or eight Xianyuan natives moved quickly like the wind and gathered together to form a semicircular battle formation.
They seemed to be bound by an invisible force, exuding a fierce fighting spirit in their movements. Everyone stood upright, with their eyes staring forward, and the muscles on their bodies were tense, revealing an unstoppable force.
Their movements were like weaving an invisible net, tightly surrounding the surrounding space. Each indigenous person transformed into a warrior, exuding innate courage and fearlessness. Their bodies seemed to be stained by the blood of war.
Red, every drop of sweat seems to contain endless fighting spirit.
The moment the battle formation was formed, the entire battlefield seemed to fall into silence. Xu Feng frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt that the seven or eight people in front of him seemed to have condensed their strength into one, and a layer of energy appeared on the surface of their bodies.
Transparent defensive energy.
The strongest aboriginal stood at the front. His eyes were firm, staring at Xu Feng, as if he was looking at a ferocious prey. He stretched out his hand, holding tightly the seemingly simple weapon in his hand,
Feel the power they bring.
"bloody battle!"
The leading native raised the bronze war spear in his hand and let out a roar;
"Bloody battle!" The companions behind him also roared in response to him. For a moment, everyone's momentum reached its peak;
"Battle formation?" A smile appeared at the corner of Xu Feng's mouth, and he whispered to himself: "I also know a thing or two about formations!"
The next moment, Xu Feng's real world realm slowly unfolded. Within the realm, a deep night sky appeared before his eyes, with stars twinkling like a black sky curtain dotted with thousands of diamonds. Thirty-six stars emitted dazzling light.
, they move slowly in the sky, like dancing elves.
There was a strong aura of murderous intent in the sky, as if the entire universe was enveloped in a bloody atmosphere.
"Little Zhou Tianxing Formation-Destroyed!"
Xu Feng murmured in a low voice, and his voice echoed throughout the entire field like the roar of a dragon or the cry of a phoenix.
Following his call, four divine beasts suddenly emerged from the void. A giant dragon hovered in the sky, making a deafening roar; a phoenix spread its wings and flew high, emitting blazing flames; a huge turtle spread out
It opened its mouth and let out a heavy roar; a white tiger with wings shone with magical light.
These four divine beasts are distributed in all directions, and with their majesty and mystery, the entire area seems to be plunged into a sacred atmosphere.
"Let's see which one is more powerful, your battle formation, or my little Zhou Tianxing formation!" Xu Feng said with a smile.
As soon as the Little Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation came out, the faces of the Xianyuan natives on the opposite side showed frightened expressions. Even the newly formed battle formation became unstable and their auras began to become messy.
"How is it possible? The clan's care no longer exists, how can the Zhoutian Starry Formation reappear..." The young indigenous clan leader looked at the thirty-six stars shining in Xu Feng's domain, and seemed to see something terrible, his face filled with tears.
He was so frightened that even his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
This fear seems to be engraved into every cell of their bodies and into their DNA. Even after thousands or tens of thousands of years, this fear will not disappear and will not be transferred by human will!
The next moment, the thirty-six stars in the universe burst out with dazzling brilliance, like a string of twinkling meteors streaking across the night sky. They shined with mysterious light, like the gaze of the gods, and it was impossible to ignore them for an instant.
The stars rushed towards the battle formation of the Xianyuan natives like rockets, making a deafening roar, as if the power of the universe was gathering here.
The moment the star beam came into contact with the indigenous battle formation, a deafening roar erupted. The once indestructible battle formation instantly collapsed, as if it had encountered an unstoppable natural enemy. Even the domain power of a domain-level powerhouse could not be defeated by the indigenous battle formation.
It was impossible to gain the slightest advantage in front of the formation. However, in front of the domain skills displayed by Xu Feng, this seemingly indestructible formation turned out to be as fragile as paper.
Even Xu Feng couldn't believe what he saw. He originally thought it would be a hard battle, but he didn't expect...
After thirty-six heavy blows, all the members of the indigenous tribes on the battlefield were not spared and were wiped out. Only the young clan leader was tightly protected by the battle formation and survived by chance. However, at this time, he was even more embarrassed than before. His immortal
The bronze armor was in tatters and had lost its original strong defensive capabilities, hanging on the body like a piece of powerless scrap metal.
The young indigenous patriarch was lying on the ground, with his back facing the sky. Although he was protected by a battle formation and immortal-level bronze armor, he was already seriously injured at this time. He looked at the sky with absent-minded eyes and murmured to himself: "The superior clan's
The Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation...could it be said that the superior clan is also returning?"
The next moment, a shadow blocked his sight. Xu Feng corroded the bird-headed and human body of the indigenous young leader, looking at him expressionlessly.
"Tell me everything about Little Zhou Tianxing Formation, and maybe I can spare your life!" Xu Feng stared at him and said coldly.
The young indigenous chief looked at Xu Feng and suddenly laughed. He coughed up blood and said with a loud laugh: "It turns out that you did not obtain the inheritance of the superior clan at all. You are just a thief like us, hahahaha..."
The laughter gradually stopped, and the young indigenous patriarch soon turned into a corpse, but there was still a strange maniacal smile on his face.
Xu Feng bent down and snatched the bronze sword from the hands of the young patriarch. Looking at the cracks on the blade, Xu Feng couldn't help but frown. He carefully checked the attributes. Sure enough, it was a low-grade one-handed sword of the Immortal level.
It's a pity that it is in dilapidated condition, and its durability has even dropped to 1 point;
To repair it, you need three special immortal-level materials, and you also need a caster with the title of Grand Master to be able to repair it.
"Pity……"
Xu Feng couldn't help but sigh, and was about to throw it away, but he seemed to have thought of something, and put the immortal-level bronze sword that could no longer be used into the space package.
"This long sword may be worthless to me, but it may still have some research value for those forgers..." Xu Feng thought to himself: "When we meet Zhao Ruhai again in the future, we can turn this broken sword into a sword."