The spiritual magic formation was vulnerable to a single blow and was broken by Yan Qingyun's backhand. The entire Tiannan camp was already boiling. Now that the two of them had unleashed such a terrifying sea of blood, it seemed that their previous attempt to level the Mulan Grassland was not considered crazy.
"Formation, formation!" the skinny old man calmly ordered, and the commanders of the battle groups cast spiritual magic arrays one by one. But the spiritual light had just condensed, and when it got the gray-white light, it was destroyed and shattered. For a moment, they actually
Even the continuous array cannot protect itself.
"Friend Le Dao, summon the spiritual bird quickly!"
The woman surnamed Le had a serious look on her face, and she offered the ancient magic lamp into the air. She opened her mouth slightly, and a wisp of white baby fire spurted out from her mouth, lighting the ancient lamp.
A complex and obscure mantra was recited slowly, and the mantra was filled with an indescribable and wild atmosphere.
Under the influence of the spell, the magic lamp turned into nine identical ancient lamps in a flash.
"Go!" The woman suddenly shot out a jet of essence and blood. Under the blood essence and blood sacrifice, the mysterious light in the lamp flame soared instantly, and a blue bird about a foot in size emerged from the firelight.
The power of this bird becomes more powerful as the light burns. It has long green feathers and a pair of fiery red eyes that shine like gems, gradually taking on the appearance of a green peacock.
The bird spread its wings and soared into the sky. The earth-fire aura within a ten-mile radius suddenly became unstable, and countless earth-fire auras flowed into the sea like thousands of streams.
"Ancient divine bird!"
"Be careful, fellow Taoist Yan, this divine bird can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to attack, and its state has already reached the level of becoming a god!" Wei Wuya reminded.
"Mobilize the power of heaven and earth!" Yan Qingyun smiled disdainfully, and a domineering figure suddenly shot out from the sea of blood, suddenly appeared in the void, causing the sea of blood to churn in the sky.
"Taotie!" As the Taotie pattern emerged, the terrifying power of the ancient ferocious beast slowly condensed.
"Shura Holy Fire!"
With the Four Spirits Blood Formation as the foundation, Taotie Mystery as the soul, the power of Shura as the bones, and the endless sea of blood as the strength, it ignited the unparalleled Holy Fire of Ghost Dao.
In an instant, earth-shattering blood-colored sharp edges opened their mouths and roared to fight with the divine bird.
Shura's Fire is not afraid of the cyan flame at all. If the Taotie bites it, the divine bird will roar for a while and be completely suppressed. Monks are being killed and scattered below. Those flying purple-striped scorpions are too cruel.
"Kill, Yan Qingyun!" The skinny old man roared, and a late-stage great monk rushed out from the crowd again. The Mulan people actually had four great masters, but Master Zhong was killed, and the other one was killed until only Yuan Yuan was left.
Ying didn't dare to show his head at all, and the two men who appeared again rushed to Yan Qingyun desperately. This formation master was really too dangerous.
"Do we need any help?" Wei Wuya looked at the other two, and Zhiyang whispered: "I think he may not need it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingyun rushed out of the blood sea. Wind and thunder suddenly appeared, and a fierce sword light pierced the sky. His whole body turned into a bolt of lightning and passed through.
"Boom card!"
The skinny old man waved his hand and held out a purple mirror, which turned into a purple cloud in an instant. He wanted to block the fierce thunder light with this, but he didn't expect that the five-color thunder light blasted away the spiritual light. He was proud of the ancient mirror.
The treasure was destroyed in an instant, followed by a gray light, which frightened him so much that he could only cast a protective technique, but the protective cyan aura disappeared instantly the moment it touched the gray light, leaving him unable to protect himself.
body.
"Boom!" The domineering Yuanci divine light struck the heart of the skinny old man, and the spiritual light overflowed from the armor.
"It's the great five-element magnetism. No wonder it can break all five elements!" The skinny old man finally saw what it was and immediately displayed a black light.
"Magic power!" Yan Qingyun threw a golden light directly with his backhand. With a thought, he formed an formation, and another incredible formation trapped him in it.
"Sumiru in the palm of your hand!"
"Array space! Diamond trapped immortal array, damn it! Buddhist formation!" The skinny old man was depressed. He had just converted the magic spell and was restrained again. But what the hell is this golden flame that suddenly rises.
"Ah...ahhh!"
A great monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul was burned alive. The imperial-like golden fire made everyone stunned. The remaining divine master turned around and ran away.
"Where are you going!" Seventy-two silver-white flying swords emerged from Yan Qingyun's sleeves. The sword light fractal technique divided the sword shadow into one hundred and forty-four sword lights, sealing the world.
"Dagang Sword Formation!"
"Come together!" More than a dozen Nascent Soul monks got rid of those crazy flying purple-striped scorpions and started to kill them like crazy.
"Do you think I don't exist?" Yan Ruyan sneered, "Trapped in Dragon Palace!"
The bloody red light actually suppressed more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators within the formation. No matter how they used their magical powers, they could not break through the ferocious light.
"What a powerful formation. This Yan Ruyan is actually a formation master!" Wei Wuya was amazed.
"It's the Blood Spirit Technique that's so terrifying!" Hehuan Old Demon said calmly: "The reason why the Ghost Spirit Sect had to marry Yan Ruyan before was because of the Blood Spirit Technique. The two guys in the early stage joined forces and were able to compete with the later stage without any formations.
.Coupled with that Yan Qingyun, who can form a formation with just one thought, and any formation can create formation space, he has the means to defeat the later stages!"
"Haha, I've killed two and a half, this is the third one! Okay!" Master Zhiyang shouted with joy. The fourth divine teacher and student were killed by the chaotic swords of the Da Geng Sword Formation, and their bodies were shattered.
, the remaining Nascent Soul cannot escape from this formation space even if it uses escape techniques.
"Cang!" The dense sword light suddenly turned into slender silver-white sword threads, sealing off the entire space.
"Condensing swords into silk! The art of sword cultivation!"
The fourth divine master's Nascent Soul had his arm cut off, and he did not dare to move anymore. A small green arrow arrived instantly, hitting his eyebrows, and the golden arc flashed away.
"The demon-killing arrow is really useful!"
There was only one Nascent Soul left among the four great masters. How could Yan Qingyun let this person go? His gaze swept across the entire formation. He could not escape within the formation space of the Four Spirit Blood Formation.
"Apocalypse Divine Spell!"
A dazzling beam of light rose into the sky, and the golden light spread quickly, covering the entire battlefield. Seven formation flags flew outside the Blood Spirit Formation.
"Another kind of formation space!" Wei Wuya secretly smacked his tongue. This is too outrageous. Yan Qingyun has used four completely different formation spaces from the moment he took action until now. Any one of them has the strength to compete with the later stage.
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"As expected, the transformed spirit didn't take action, it was too wonderful to walk sideways!"
"I found you!" Under the cover of Yan Qingyun, a Haotian divine light fell directly into the crowd. The Nascent Soul was enveloped by this golden light and was slowly absorbed into the sky.
"Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!" The divine master begged for mercy in a stern tone.
"Hoo!" The golden flames burned fiercely, completely evolving them into nothingness. At this point, the four great masters of Mulan had all fallen. The expressions of the dozen or so Nascent Soul monks who were left trapped in the Dragon Palace suddenly changed. They had provoked a murderer.