Centipede is also known as Tianlong. Tianlong soars with golden light talismans, and its combat power is ten times more powerful than the centipede spirit itself.
It seemed as if there really was a terrifying golden talisman dragon crossing the heaven and earth, wreaking havoc in the sky, carrying bursts of power and overwhelming everything.
"This is a Taoist magic weapon!"
Wu Yan'alin's face changed drastically when he saw this.
He immediately waved his palm, and it suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke, which floated backwards. The short man beside him had mediocre magic power. Who knew that Feng Zhou would suddenly use his big move? Before he could react, he was whipped by Tianlong.
Break your head and die immediately
Pang Yong retreated like a cheetah, but even so, his body still received a heavy blow, and was swept away by the remaining force of Tianlong's whip. He flew several feet away and hit the wall directly, but in the end he
He is a master of martial arts. He understands that he jumped over the wall with a somersault, and heard the constant grunting outside the wall. It was the sound of him rolling backwards in order to relieve the force acting on his body.
Everyone was stunned.
And the entire courtyard was swept away by Feng Zhou's whip.
The chicken coops, small trees, and flower beds in the courtyard were all swept away and smashed to pieces.
After half a stick of incense, Pang Yong jumped over the wall again and returned to the courtyard. He stood next to Wu Yan'alin, his eyes still straight, but his warrior uniform was in tatters.
"This... this?"
He Shilie Hu La, who was standing aside and acting as the background emperor, was in disbelief.
He thought that Feng Zhou was very strong, but he didn't expect that he would be this strong.
He is so strong that Wuyan Alin, the great elder of the Black Witch Cult, even avoids him.
And if Pang Yong hadn't been as light as a swallow and had profound skills, and could instantly resolve the remaining energy, he would have been interrupted on the spot.
This is enough to show that if Feng Zhou's whip falls on the battlefield, how many war horses can be driven away with one whip?
Bai Niangzi and Xiao Qing were extremely shocked.
Especially Bai Niangzi, she had secretly estimated Wu Yan's strength and found that the opponent's strength could hold her head high, but such a great master could only evade in embarrassment, which suddenly gave rise to an idea in her mind.
:Should I go to the human world hundreds of years in advance to experience it?
At this time, the black smoke condensed into a human shape, but Wu Yan'alin was already in ragged clothes and in a miserable state.
Although he turned into black smoke and escaped the attack of the Heavenly Dragon, the strong wind still shattered his coat.
Seeing his miserable state, he roared:
"I will cut you into pieces."
He directly took out a purple gourd, opened the lid suddenly, and a dark wind blew out. The person who was blown away felt the cold wind to the bones, and the blood in the whole body was frozen, and the temperature of the entire courtyard dropped.
"Feng Zhou, please meet the magic weapon of my Black Witch Cult."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of water suddenly erupted from the gourd, and between the fluctuations of the water, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. They seemed to be no longer in Li Gongfu's small courtyard, but in a place with no sky, no earth, no light and no darkness.
Wherever there is, there is black mist everywhere. Each mass of black mist is constantly changing its shape, like thousands of human faces. From the black mist comes a series of shrill screams, like demons running out of the Nine Nether Hell.
"Welcome to the black witch formation!" Wuyan Alin laughed loudly.
"Black witch formation?" Bai Niangzi and Xiao Qing's expressions changed drastically, and they suddenly had an unknown feeling.
"That's right! Time and space are chaotic, thousands of witches are rampant, and the Black Witch King eats souls and seizes hearts. This is the purple gourd, the magic weapon of my Black Witch Cult.
Wu Yan'alin held the gourd in his hand and said haha. He seemed to be sealing the boat several feet away, but his voice was faint, as if he was hundreds of thousands of miles away.
After hearing what Wu Yana said, even He Shilie Hu La's expression changed and he even trembled slightly.
As a servant of the royal family, He Shilie Hu La had of course heard about the magical powers of Wanyan Liang's number one magic master, especially the black witch formation, which seemed like a nightmare to him.
"Listen to what you said, this black witch formation is very powerful. You isolated us in this formation, obviously you want to kill us all without affecting the people around you, but you are thoughtful." Feng Zhou still sat down.
There, leisurely and motionless.
It was his calm and composed appearance that made everyone calm down a little.
"Then you give it a try! Hahaha..." Wuyan Alin laughed loudly and waved his hand, and hundreds of witch ghosts with ox heads and bodies came over with their teeth and claws waving.
The White Snake was not as leisurely and elegant as him, so she quickly used her magic power, emitting golden light to form a ball of flames, surrounding the three of them three times, forming an inverted trumpet shape, and protecting the three of them in a small space.
Every time those evil witches and ghosts came roaring, they were knocked away.
But after casting this spell, she was suddenly covered in sweat and could hardly stand. Xiaoqing quickly stepped forward to support her and asked hurriedly: "Sister, how are you?"
"Nothing."
White Snake shook her head and looked at Feng Zhou: "Master Feng, we must find a way to break this formation, otherwise we won't be able to hold on for long."
"Hahaha, I can see that you, a little girl, are not very old, but you have deep magic power and a lot of knowledge. No wonder you are on the same level as Feng Zhou."
Outside the fire ring, Wu Yan'alin's ethereal voice sounded.
The other person stood there motionless, but his voice kept changing directions, and the surroundings were unclear. Only the three flames illuminated him, so he could not be seen at all.
"My black witch formation is full of witches. How long can you, your little three-ring of fire, hold on? Once your magic power is no longer able to be maintained and the flames disappear, then my black witch king will eat your soul and heart. When the time comes, you will
Not only did his body die, but his soul also turned into nothing, hahaha..." Wuyan Alin burst into laughter, full of pride.
Xiaoqing supported her sister with one hand and grabbed Feng Zhou's shoulder with the other. She was so anxious that she couldn't help shouting: "Brother Feng, what should we do?"
Her cry was so soft, like a new oriole emerging from the valley, or a baby swallow returning to its nest, even the exhausted White Snake couldn't help but be stunned.
Fengzhou Gujing's Taoist heart can't help but have a ripple.
He turned his head and glanced at Xiaoqing, suddenly stretched out his right hand, gently patted her Rouyi, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I have everything."
After he said this, his face was very calm, as if he didn't take everything that happened in front of him seriously. He glanced at White Snake and asked: "Mrs. Xu, I heard that you have been practicing under the throne of Mother Lishan for many years, but you can
Have you ever heard of this black witch formation, but have you mentioned the purple gourd in this guy's hand?"
Everyone was stunned.
How long has it been since this happened and you still care about this kind of thing?
White Snake was stunned for a moment, shook her head, and then whispered: "Master has been in seclusion all year round. I was mostly taught by senior sister Zhong Wuyan. Although senior sister told me many formations and magic weapons in the Three Realms, she never mentioned it.
What kind of black witch formation, what kind of purple gourd."
"Hahaha, the secrets of my black witch sect are actually well known to you southern barbarians." Wu Yan'alin said in a conspiratorial tone.
"Yeah?"
Feng Zhou chuckled lightly, stroking the agate stone on the bronze dagger, and said: "Old Mother Lishan and Zhong Wuyan are my Chinese fairies. They know the affairs of the universe and are familiar with the things of the universe. If there is something they don't know, then...
It's nothing more than a minor heresy, I can break it with one sword!"
He said these words, but he didn't even stand up. Instead, he held a bronze dagger in his hand, gathered his magical power of lightning, and swung it suddenly.
"Boom!"
Feng Zhou has not yet figured out the origin of this bronze dagger, but it can break through the magic circle in the world and sweep away all the witches and ghosts. In addition, Feng Zhou has deep access to thunder magic and gathers on this sword, sweeping across thousands of feet.
Kill all evil spirits.
Sure enough, he struck out with his sword, like thunder in the air, and the witches and ghosts of all sizes suddenly let out shrill screams. They were all struck by lightning and turned into powder.
And the entire black witch formation was torn apart in mid-air, revealing the white light from the outside world.
"How is it possible? You can actually break my formation?"
Wu Yan'a's neighbor screamed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How dare a Jurchen barbarian show his magical powers in front of me? In front of a poor Taoist, you are nothing more than a heretical person. How dare you, an ant-like thing, be so arrogant in front of me!" After Feng Zhou finished speaking, he raised his bronze dagger and pointed towards me.
Wuyan Alin pointed.
An unrivaled thunder and lightning suddenly emerged from the sword, splitting time and space in front of Feng Zhou.
In an instant, the void was electrified, thunder exploded, and daylight appeared!
The black witch formation was broken instantly!
"Boom!"
Like a bolt from the blue, a bolt of lightning extended from the sword in Feng Zhou's hand, snake-shaped in the air for nine turns, and struck the purple gourd with a snap.
"ah!"
Wu Yan'alin suddenly let out a scream and fell directly backward to the ground. The gourd also fell directly to the ground and rolled out with a rumble.
Under the thunder, it was intact, this gourd is extraordinary!
Waves of rolling thunder, like a long winding dragon, were hovering next to Wu Yan'alin, constantly striking at him!
"ah!"
"ah!"
Wu Yan'alin's head was split and bleeding, and his hair was in disarray and his clothes were torn. He could only hold his head and roll around, screaming uncontrollably.
When he saw Feng Zhou opening his left hand to catch a ball of lightning, his pupils shrank and he stopped caring about anything else. He was so frightened that he rolled over and knelt on the ground, kowtowing as if pounding garlic.
"Feng Taoist Master, Feng Zhenren, please spare your life, spare your life, I don't dare to offend, and I won't dare to offend again!"