On the stage of the sacred mountain, hysterical roars suddenly came out.
All the beasts didn't know what was going on. They asked Fang Duwu, but they couldn't seem to find out why. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
Only Fang Duwu himself understands that the formation eye that has been locked by Chen Shen's three mutant fighting spirits means that this battle formation is completely hopeless for him...
Fang Duwu now looked like a criminal waiting to be executed, with fear, resentment, unwillingness and other emotions piled up in his body.
If he didn't let it out with a roar, he might be able to suffocate himself to death!
In a moment, Feng Eleven and Feng Twelve were in their respective positions, and the formation control force at Feng Palace had reached its peak.
"Break it for me!"
“Buzz…puff!!”
Suddenly, three fierce fighting spirits of knives, swords, and spears came out.
After the flash of lightning, the sacred mountain array eye with nowhere to hide suddenly exploded!
In the world of cultivators, there is such a jingle, which goes like this: "It is difficult to lose one's life in a battle of pills and talismans, but it is easy to lose one's soul in a battle. The battle formation is the most dangerous and dangerous, and nine out of ten losers will be slaughtered."
This means that when you compete with others for elixirs or talismans, your life is usually not lost.
But if you are fighting with others or fighting for your soul, you will easily lose your body and your life.
But in the final analysis, the most dangerous thing is fighting with others.
Because fighting formations are often not personal actions, they involve a large number of people, continuously providing the energy needed for the fighting formations.
Therefore, on the losing side, nine out of ten people will often be massacred!
Now that Fang Duwu has been defeated in battles with many orc alliances, what awaits them is naturally a torrent of crazy impact——
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, an overwhelming wave surged forward, and everything it passed was like a hurricane, destroying everything!
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Some of the orc leaders suddenly reacted and wanted to flee with their people.
However, now that things have come to this, how can all the beasts of all races escape the crushing pressure of this torrential energy?
"Bengchichi, boom, boom, boom..."
"Pfft~"
"Uhhhhh!"
"Howling oooooooo~~"
"Help, help..."
From a geographical point of view, the Phoenix Palace stands proudly on the sacred mountain from a bird's-eye view. The majestic power of the formation bursting out at this moment is like a torrent rushing down from the sky. It is unstoppable and can't be avoided.
Inescapable!
Wherever the formation can kill, no grass will grow!
On the sacred mountain, countless cultivators sacrificed different colors and shining body-protecting profound energy. At this moment, they were like tiny sparks of fire. In an instant, they were drowned by the "torrent" coming from the Phoenix Palace.
Those Xuanzun, Xuanjun, and even several low-level Xuansheng realm beings were all destroyed to such an extent that they could no longer die without even raising the slightest bit of "smoke".
Most of the powerful people who have reached the middle level of the holy level in the realm of Xuanxiu have also been seriously injured under the impact of the formation.
The "Great Sages" with seven stars and above were also seriously injured, and all of them looked solemn.
As for those demigods, or the beast heads of various tribes who have already entered the Mysterious God Realm, the surging killing power is not too overwhelming for them, and most of them only suffered minor injuries.
but……
When they looked back and found that only a handful of people were left in the densely packed clan behind them, they almost vomited blood and fainted on the spot!
"Me, my people!"
"For this battle, I have brought all the elites from the clan."
"I thought that with the restriction of the blood oath, all our clans would work together to defeat the Fire Phoenix clan, seize the Whirling Ancient Territory, and then drink the blood of the Phoenix."
"But now, now..."
The faces of all the beast heads turned grayer than the last, and the look of despair in their eyes could not be concealed. They said with sorrow and pain: "Ninety-nine percent of the elite descendants of our clan died here."
"The younger generation is far from reaching the age and cultivation level to be independent."
"At such a difficult time, I accidentally offended the powerful Fire Phoenix clan to death..."
"Once the Fire Phoenix clan counterattacks, how can our clan be immortal?"
"What about Mahler Gobi, who promised to cooperate inside and outside and win easily?"
"Why is this happening, why ahhhhhh!!"
"Bengchichi, boom, boom, boom..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The residual power of the battle was still raging wildly, and the entire sacred mountain was destroyed and crumbling.
For those who are in the sacred mountain, this is undoubtedly a hell on earth.
But for the Fengdian cultivators who are overlooking this scene from a high position, this shocking scene is undoubtedly the most magnificent and inspiring scenery——
"Hahahahahaha, okay, okay!"
"It is worthy of the power of a rare top-level fighting formation. This devastating destructive power has never been seen before."
Feng Yi, the leader of the Fire Phoenix clan, couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, all this is thanks to the help of little friend Chen."
"Previously, on the ancient battlefield of Whirlpool, it was he who helped our clan gain the upper hand with the force of thousands of formations; just now it was him who personally controlled the formation and broke it and defeated the enemy!"
"If our clan can win the battle, little friend Chen Shen should take the lead!"
It turned out that when Feng Shiyi and Feng Twelve returned to their respective positions, they had already informed all the senior officials about Chen Shen's feat of activating the mutant fighting spirit and defeating Fang Duwu alone in the sea of formations.
Until this moment, Han Yizhi, who was standing gracefully on the edge of the stage, breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension in her eyes was replaced by joy.
The eyes that looked at Chen Shen were filled with little stars dancing.
The entire Feng Palace was filled with joy, but Chen Shen, the architect of this great victory, curled his lips slightly, as if he was dissatisfied?
"You're such a mess!"
"How many powerful enemies at the noble, monarch, and holy levels were killed in a top-level battle, but I didn't even get a single bit of experience points?"
"Ding~ Since the host did not participate in the establishment process of the fighting formation, all the killing skills created by this formation have nothing to do with the host."
Seeing the vast amount of experience points slipping away from his fingers, Chen Shen felt very depressed.
The number of powerful enemies who died under the might of the fighting formations was hundreds and thousands of times greater than the two groups of men and horses that Chen Shen killed on the ancient battlefield before.
Just because he absorbed the "Qiongqi Thunder Flame Blood" and was promoted to the "Excellent" elective qualification, even if the experience points gained from killing enemies through formations were reduced by more than half, he would still be able to upgrade to several stars in a row, right?
It's a pity that this formation was not planned by Chen Shen, and now he doesn't have any share of what he should have gained from killing the enemy...
Abruptly, Chen Shen's eyes darkened and he said solemnly: "The thief still has his evil deeds. If we don't take advantage of the victory, how long will it take to pursue him?"
Everyone in the Fire Phoenix Clan looked at each other and wondered: "It is obviously my Fire Phoenix Clan that was attacked in a large scale, but why do you feel that when it comes to killing enemies, Mr. Chen is more active than us?"