Huan Niang was shocked when she saw that she was trapped, but she still screamed.
However, she did have such confidence. Under Yang Junshan's control, although the changes in the formation became extremely subtle, she had already destroyed it on a large scale in advance, and the power of the formation itself had dropped a lot.
But she saw that her six-sided glass crystal-shaped magic weapon suddenly rendered brilliant colors, submerging Huan Niang in the light and colors. Then these colors continued to grow, and the surrounding water network was turned upside down, and the colors
As the water network continued to spread, Yang Junshan even found that his control over some formation restrictions in the rendered area was greatly weakened.
However, Yang Junshan still did not change his expression at all, shaking his head and saying: "It seems that you really don't know how to fight with an array master!"
Yang Junshan waved his hand, and a double-sided giant ax danced into a flywheel and slashed straight towards the edge of color dozens of feet away.
Clang!
There was a faint splash of firelight in the colorful light group rendered by the gorgeous colors, and a muffled groan came from it. The colors that originally spread around the surroundings quickly faded. At this time, Huan Niang's position was already twenty or thirty feet away from her original location, but
But Yang Junshan still accurately found it.
The six-sided glazed crystal-shaped magic weapon was still hanging above her head, but it looked a little shaky at this time, and Huanniang, who was originally graceful and pretty, looked a little embarrassed at this time, and she even looked at Yang Junshan with a look in her eyes.
With a hint of fear: "You can actually see through my illusion of destiny, no, it's not the formation, it's your own secret magic, or your eyes, or your spiritual consciousness!"
Yang Junshan's expression remained unchanged and he sneered: "You can stay here today!"
"Don't even think about it!"
The Huan Niang shouted sharply, and her whole body suddenly began to twist, and then began to stretch from front to back. Suddenly, seventeen or eight figures appeared in front of Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan's eyes flashed with cold light, but this time he showed a slightly confused look. However, he did not hesitate, shook his hands and punched out. The Shi Potian Jing Fist used the formation network to create countless forces at once, from different
The direction was unexpected, and the figures stretched out by Huan Niang were broken, and each broken figure actually exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
"Don't hurt my wife!"
An angry shout sounded from behind Yang Junshan, and then a strong wind blew from behind him.
Yang Junshan didn't even look back, he waved his hand and pointed out, the strong wind behind him suddenly dissipated, and then without resting his strength, he hit the direction of the sound coming from behind him.
"ah!"
A cry of pain came, and then there was the sound of falling and rolling and the sound of rocks colliding, but Yang Junshan felt that the two sounds just now sounded familiar!
However, Yang Junshan was facing a powerful enemy, and he did not care about the Xuan Gang realm illusion cultivator behind him who had just attacked him. Although Shi Potian's shocking fist broke most of the phantoms, there were still a few figures trying their best to cover the oasis defense formation.
Escape outside the range.
Yang Junshan snorted coldly. This Huan Niang had obviously used an extreme secretive magical power. This magical power was guided by her own essence and blood, and the phantom she summoned could even confuse Yang Junshan's Guanghan spiritual eyes, but it was relatively different.
It is said that every phantom shattered is a harm to herself. Even if she can escape from here this time, she will probably be severely damaged!
But Yang Junshan would not let her go so easily!
The Tiger's Seal was pushed out by him, like an invincible meteorite, running straight and crushing behind several phantoms.
"No, don't hurt my wife!"
A streak of blood flew from the side and rear of Yang Junshan, and then directly hit the body of Shan Junxi who was crushing him all the way.
A cloud of blood mist dissipated, and the Tiger Seal was knocked slightly crooked. In the end, three phantoms managed to escape from being crushed by the Tiger Seal.
Yang Junshan frowned. He had just seen clearly that the blood mist was actually a monk from the Huan tribe who had broken his legs. He used a secret magical power similar to that of Huan Niang, stimulating his own potential and bumping into the Tiger's Seal.
, in order to give Huan Niang a chance of survival, and in fact he did it, but it’s just as this person said, does Huan Niang have a husband like him who is only in the Xuangang realm?
But why does this person give Yang Junshan a very familiar feeling? Could it be...
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Junshan's mind, but he could not hesitate. At this time, the three remaining phantoms of Huan Niang had already left the oasis formation and were escaping in different directions.
"Yang Junshan, wait!"
A hoarse scream came from the desert outside the oasis.
Yang Junshan sneered: "You are happy too early!"
The Tiger Seal fell in the air, and a phantom in the distance let out a desperate roar. The six-sided glazed crystal magic weapon rose up, trying to resist the Tiger Seal from falling, but with the sound of "click", the phantom was destroyed.
Crushed to a pulp.
At the same time, the two remaining phantoms spurted out a mouthful of blood. In Yang Junshan's perception, the breath of these two phantoms fell all the way from the reluctant Tai Gang realm to the Tiangang realm!
The bow string vibrated, and a ray of cold light shot through a phantom like a meteor chasing the moon. Another scream came from the mouths of the two phantoms at the same time. The phantom that was hit was instantly disillusioned, and the last remaining phantom suddenly turned into a phantom.
A cloud of colorful smoke seeped into the desert, and at the moment when the phantom disintegrated, her breath dropped again, and she fell all the way from the Tiangang realm to the Jugang realm.
"This person still ran away!"
However, the opponent was originally a Taigang Realm monk whose cultivation level was not weaker than his own, and his secret arts and magical powers were emerging one after another. However, Yang Junshan did not dare to easily leave the oasis to pursue him because of the imminent invasion of foreign monks. This gave the opponent the final blow.
There was no chance of escaping, but this fantasy cultivator was hit hard by Yang Junshan one after another, and his cultivation level fell all the way from Tai Gang to Xuangang realm, which was no longer a concern.
Yang Junshan turned around, and a ray of light fell in front of him. A Xuan Gang Realm monk looked at the formation plate in Yang Junshan's hand and said, "I have met Mr. Taoist Yang from Guanlan Sect, Chen Junsen..."
Yang Junshan interrupted him directly and asked: "How is the scene in the oasis?"
Chen Junsen was slightly startled, but he still answered honestly: "The situation has been basically controlled, and the rebellious foreign monks have been basically wiped out. If it hadn't been for Fellow Daoist Yang to take action, we wouldn't have been able to do it so quickly..."
Yang Junshan nodded, but interrupted him again, pointing to the man on the ground whose legs were broken after hitting the tiger's seal, and even somewhat unrecognizable, and said: "Who is this?"
Chen Junsen replied: "This person is Wei Ji, the head of the Wei family, one of the three major affiliated families of the Emerald Lake Oasis. After returning from the ancient Jedi, he went into retreat in the name of healing. Today, it seems that he was disguised as a fantasy cultivator.
He is lurking and waiting for opportunities to cause trouble. This person is the worst disaster in the Oasis chaos. I was originally chasing this person, but I never thought that he would be killed by fellow Taoist."
Yang Junshan shook his head and walked to the corpse. This man's legs had been turned into two stone pillars by his petrified fingers when he attacked Yang Junshan. However, this man just broke his legs.
The secret magic power hit the tiger's seal in order to give the Huan Niang a chance to survive.
Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and grabbed his face, and a piece of human skin fell off his face, revealing a severely damaged face at the back that was still familiar to Yang Junshan.
"Xu Lei..., it is indeed you!"
Yang Junshan said half in shock and half in sigh.
Yang Junshan waved his hand, and the corpse on the ground burst into flames, and soon turned into a pile of white ashes. The sand on the ground squirmed, burying the pile of ashes underground.
Yang Junshan turned around and asked: "How much power is left in the oasis?"
Chen Junsen seemed to have expected this. He glanced at Yang Junshan and said: "There were originally twelve real people in the oasis, three of them were disguised by fantasy cultivators. At the beginning of the chaos, we were caught off guard. There were two Taoist friends in total.
Death, Junior Brother Zhang Hui was seriously injured and has lost his fighting ability..."
Chen Junsen paused slightly when he said this. Yang Junshan understood what he wanted to say and said directly: "Three channel friends have fallen, which means that there are only five real people who can still fight!"
Chen Junsen glanced at the formation disk in Yang Junshan's hand, hesitated slightly, and said: "Senior..."
Yang Junshan said directly: "I am taking over the Emerald Oasis now. Please notify others to prepare for the battle. Don't think about escaping first. This will be a fierce battle. It is not known whether we can hold on until your faction receives reinforcements!"
Chen Junsen seemed to want to say something, but in the end he nodded, set up the escape light and returned to the oasis.
Looking at the surrounding buildings that were razed to the ground by Huan Niang, although the defensive formation covering the entire oasis had not been destroyed, there was undoubtedly a huge weak link here, which gave Yang Junshan a headache. As long as it was not
Fool, the foreign monks who come here will definitely choose to attack here, and he still doesn’t know the strength of the foreign army that comes to attack this time.
A moment later, two figures rushed from the oasis. When Yang Junshan approached, the two martial artist monks were a little nervous, but they still had the courage to say: "The two juniors from the Guanlan Sect have met the seniors and reported back to the seniors.
The two of us are here under the orders of Master Chen to assist our senior in repairing the damaged formation."
Yang Junshan's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised Chen Junsen for not messing up the situation, and said: "You two are formation masters, do you know how to repair this Shahe formation?"
The two warrior realm monks nodded, and one of them said: "We and I can only make simple repairs. After all, this formation is a treasure formation, and we and I are just ordinary formation mages."
Yang Junshan nodded and said: "That's not bad. You two, let's get started. Don't be scared later!"
Although the two formation masters didn't know what the latter part of Yang Junshan's sentence meant, they quickly took out four storage bags from their waists, and then temporarily piled a large number of formation equipment on the open space of the ruins.
Yang Junshan saw that although the two of them were nervous, they were extremely orderly. When repairing the formation, they started with easy things and then difficult ones, and their techniques were skillful. It was obviously not the first time they repaired the Shahe Formation, and Yang Junshan did not hesitate to give pointers when encountering some difficulties.
, but it made the two formation masters extremely happy.
However, this situation lasted for less than a stick of incense before Yang Junshan sighed and said, "Here he comes!"
The two monks who were immersed in the world of formations were stunned and asked: "What's coming?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the quicksand on the ground seemed to be boiling, and waves of sand surged up from far to near, hitting the oasis.
"Sand Clan, it's the Sand Clan coming!" Two formation masters shouted in panic.
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