Inside the formation, Ye Bufan was shocked when he saw the God of Death and Black Panther.
These two guys have actually reached the mid-level cultivation level of Heaven. Even Sword Master Situ Changkong has just reached this level with his help.
As soon as two of them appeared in front of me, it seemed that the dark list was indeed well-deserved.
Hearing the shouts of Death God Howard, Leng Qingqiu said: "Do you think what they said is true or false?"
"Of course it's fake. As long as we step out of this big formation, we will be killed by these two guys in an instant, and we won't be able to get a drop of holy water."
Ye Bufan said, "Even if what they say is true, I will not give them the spiritual energy of the holy spring."
Leng Qingqiu said worriedly, "But these two people look very powerful."
Ye Bufan said: "Don't worry, they can't break my formation at all. If they can break it, they won't negotiate terms with us."
Seeing that no one was talking in the formation, a bald man behind the God of Death shouted: "Chinese people, do you hear this? The God of Death is giving you a chance.
If you don't take good care of it, you will only end up dead."
"You should keep the opportunity for yourselves. I don't need it. I just want the holy spring water."
Ye Bufan naturally would not take such a low-level threat to heart. If the other party had a way, they would have come in by now.
There was a strong murderous intention on the God of Death, "You ungrateful Chinese people, do you think I really can't break your formation?"
After saying that, the sickle in his hand drew a dark ray of light and slashed towards the fog in front of him.
Compared with the spear in the Black Panther's hand just now, the scythe in Howard's hand looks less gorgeous and even a little unremarkable, but it contains extremely powerful power.
The Five Thunder Demon Slayer Array also seemed to feel the power of this blow, and quickly brewed a bolt of lightning that was thicker than a child's arm, and collided with the sickle fiercely.
"Boom..."
A loud noise resounded through the valley, and the mist of the Five Thunder Demon Slayer Array rippled, also receiving a certain impact.
On Howard's side, the sickle in his hand was swung high, and he was shaken back more than ten meters.
It's just that he is very powerful, much better than Feili and the others before, and he was not injured.
Ye Bufan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his prediction was correct. The other party could not break his Five Thunder Demon Slayer Array at all.
Although the God of Death could not see his expression, the black robe on his body was shaking violently, and he was shocked and angry. He did not expect that Huaxia's formation was so powerful that it could block his full blow.
"Let's all do it together and let's see how long he can last with this bullshit formation."
With an order from the God of Death, a dozen strong men from the dark world present launched an attack on the mist.
The black panther showed the most ferocity, letting out a long roar from his mouth and rushing towards the mist.
"Boom...boom...boom..."
The sky thunder beads flashed with light one after another, and lightning streaked through the sky, attacking these intruders.
Black Panther saw a bolt of lightning coming, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched out fiercely.
His fist collided with the lightning. Although he tried his best this time, he was still struck out of the formation by the lightning.
Due to his tyrannical strength, he was not seriously injured, but his face was bruised and gray, and the pigtails on his head stood up, which looked extremely weird.
On the Death God's side, the sickle in his hand struck the mist one after another, fighting head-on with the lightning generated in the formation.
For a moment, thunder roared in the valley, and the shouts of death shook the sky.
Feeling this amazing momentum, Leng Qingqiu became nervous.
"Xiaofan, is our formation okay?"
"Don't worry, even if their number is doubled, they still can't break my formation."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he sat down on the ground, took out a big red apple and threw it to Leng Qingqiu.
"Eat some fruit and don't worry about them."
He does have enough confidence in his heart. If the formation is in another place, there may be a possibility of energy depletion, but it will definitely not happen here.
Because there is a spiritual spring for support, so much spiritual energy is useless even if the opponent is a strong person in the late heaven level.
Death God Howard thinks so. As a strong man, he knows that everything in the world is based on energy. Although the opponent's formation is powerful, there will be a moment when the energy is exhausted.
But unexpectedly, these people tried their best to attack for half an hour. Not only did the formation in front of them show no signs of weakening, but on the contrary, the lightning struck became stronger and stronger.
On the other hand, all their men here were exhausted, sweating profusely, and saw that they had no strength to fight anymore.
"alright."
He raised his hand and waved his hand to signal these people not to attack. It would be useless to continue fighting.
"Damn Chinese people, come out and fight us with real swords and guns if you can."
Black Panther said with a look of unwillingness. Howard shouted into the formation, "Chinese, I think we can have a good talk."
"There's nothing to talk about. I won't give you a drop of the holy spring water."
Ye Bufan's lazy voice came out from the formation.
The Black Panther was full of anger, "Chinese people, please don't go too far. There is so much holy spring water that you can't even use up by yourself."
"Who said that? Even if I can't finish the drink, wouldn't it feel good to take a bath?"
Ye Bufan was so angry that he would not pay for his life. After saying this, the people outside almost lost their temper and vomited blood.
They all tried their best to go to the Arctic ice field, but they didn't even get a drop of holy water. The other party actually wanted to take a bath. Could it be more irritating?
"Chinese people, do you really want to be an enemy of our Western underground world?"
"Okay, don't waste your efforts. Don't I know you? Even if I hand over the holy water, you still want to kill me."
Howard said: "No, I swear on the name of the God of Death that as long as you share the holy water with us, you will be our friend in the underground world from now on and I will never do anything to you."
Just as he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow shoot out from the formation. He stretched out his hand to catch it, and it turned out to be a chewed apple mustache.
"Okay, stop dreaming. I found the holy water. There is no reason to share it with you. Get out of here."
Ye Bufan doesn't have any good impressions of these people in the underground world, especially the woman who almost killed him before. How can he share the benefits he got with them?
"Damn it, I don't believe you can hide in there all this time."
Howard was filled with anger. He had always been a superior being in the underground world. How had he ever begged someone so lowly, but this guy in front of him didn't buy it and actually dared to play tricks on him.
"I, Howard, swear that as long as you come out, I will cut you into pieces."
"Okay, since you are willing to stand guard for me outside, then stand still."
Although Ye Bufan doesn't want to be trapped here, he has no choice. These guys outside are stronger than each other. As long as he goes out by himself, he will only die.
Howard was also really angry and said to everyone around him: "Stay here for me. If he doesn't come out, we won't leave for a day."
Seeing people outside starting to camp in the valley, looking like they were going to stay for a long time, Leng Qingqiu asked nervously: "What should we do? We can't just waste time here, right?"
