On the endless plain, densely packed groups of sword-man monsters are swarming, like a swarm of ants. There are sword-men at the end of the horizon. If you count the sword-men you can see, there are at least one hundred thousand. It is estimated that this time
The number of swordsmen dispatched is at least one million.
Among the sword men, a headless corpse and a man wearing sky-blue armor were struggling to break through. Countless sword men swarmed in, surrounding the corpse and one person inside.
This corpse was quite brave. The headless corpse opened the way in front of it, rampaging like a giant King Kong, punching a person with a sword. Anyone who got close to the sword would either be smashed into pieces by it, or be thrown away by heavy blows.
However, it seems that the target of the knife man is not the headless corpse, but the man wearing a sky blue armor following behind. The knife man is very agile and can penetrate into the ground. There are many knife men leaping high, from
The sword was suddenly slashed from the sky to attack the warrior.
All kinds of attacks were pervasive, and swords struck the man every moment. Fortunately, this man's defense was extremely terrifying, and all the swords struck him would be bounced away, and he did not suffer any damage.
This man did not attack the sword man behind him, but kept waving a black sword to attack the sword man in front. He did not care about the sword man's attack now, because the sword man could not break his armor. The sword
People can't be killed without stopping, so he didn't bother to kill more. He just cleared the road ahead to make the advance of the corpse in front smoother.
"How big is this plain, and how many swordsmen are there?"
Three hours later, Lu Li shook his head with a headache. The corpse and he had traveled hundreds of thousands of miles, and the swordsmen had destroyed tens of thousands of them. There were still endless swordsmen in all directions, and there were still people in the distance.
Dense black shadows.
"Is there also a phantom formation here?"
An idea came to Lu Li's mind. If there was a phantom formation here, then the corpse and him might always be spinning in circles.
"Xue Ling'er releases his tentacles and goes underground to sense them. Be careful not to let the knife man hurt your tentacles."
Lu Li gave an order, and his spiritual thoughts swept over the swordsmen around him like locusts. He secretly marveled at the wealth of the Ghost King.
He is a weapon refiner himself, and he knows that the magical materials required for weapon refining are very complicated. These sword masters are considered to be very high-level puppets, and the sacred materials required must be very precious, but the Ghost King refines so many sword masters? How much does it cost?
Holy material, how much time...
"That's wrong!"
Lu Li quickly shook his head. These swordsmen looked very ferocious, but in fact their overall combat power was comparable to that of ordinary gods. It was very effective against the gods, but it was difficult to kill the super powers.
It's a bit too big. At least the sword man is not fast enough, and the superpowers of the gods can easily escape.
The Ghost King was one of the strongest people in the God Realm back then. For him, even the great powers of the God Realm could be crushed to death with their coercion. In this case, why is he refining so many low-level puppets? Is it because he is so idle that it hurts?
Refining for fun? But refining swords requires consuming divine materials. Wouldn’t it be better to leave so many divine materials to the disciples of the sect or family for training?
Lu Li couldn't figure it out, so he could only follow the divine corpse and continue forward. The divine corpse's forward speed slowed down, and tentacles stretched out from under its feet and began to sense the ground below, looking for formation patterns.
"No!"
After a moment, Xue Ling'er's voice sounded: "There are no formation patterns below. There should be no phantom formations here. Maybe... this place is indeed so big that it is boundless?"
"impossible!"
How big can a small world be? No matter how powerful the Ghost King is, can he create a small world comparable to the size of a palace? So Lu Li still doubts whether there is a phantom formation here, otherwise it is possible that it has not broken out for so long?
The plain formations before were not arranged underground, but were arranged inside the bones on the surface. Now there were not so many bones in the plain, and they were all shattered. Lu Li saw that the scenery around him was changing, and many of the broken bones were covered by divine corpses.
It was trampled to pieces, and the formation eyes were obviously not on the broken bones.
Except for broken bones, there is nothing else on the plain. Without formation patterns, unless there is the divine formation of heaven and earth, no one can set up a large formation.
"Let's continue to break out from the front, and I'll think about it carefully."
Lu Li waved his hand, and the Divine Corpse immediately sped up, with Lu Li following closely behind. Lu Li did not attack this time, but kept blindly following the Divine Corpse forward. He no longer cared about the swordsmen attacking from all sides, and just let them go.
They hacked at the Thunder Armor.
The Thunder Armor itself is a super-grade artifact. After absorbing the lightning energy, its defensive power is even more terrifying. It should be several times, even ten times, more than ordinary super-grade artifacts. After being attacked for several hours, the energy in the Thunder Armor has only been reduced a lot.
If it's just a little bit less, it won't be broken open within a few months at this pace.
that's all…
The divine corpse ran all the way, with Lu Li following closely behind. Countless swordsmen were blown away and smashed to pieces. Lu Li remained silent, his eyes and mind scanning everywhere, looking for the formation and formation eyes, and thinking about the way out.
One day, three days, six days!
Six days later, the Divine Corpse and Lu Li were still trapped in the plain, and three to four hundred thousand sword people had been destroyed. Of course, half of the sword people were reunited, which meant that only two hundred thousand sword people were completely destroyed.
Knife man.
There were still waves of swordsmen in all directions, and there was still a plain in the distance, and there were still black swordsmen. Lu Li searched for six days and thought about it for six days, but found nothing. He didn't find any formation eyes or formations. It seemed that the plain was really vast and boundless, and the swordsmen were everywhere.
There is really an endless supply of people…
"There are no formation eyes, no formation patterns, and there is nothing here except the sword man. Is there really a heaven and earth divine formation here?"
Lu Li raised his head in confusion and looked at the endless swordsmen in the distance. He rubbed his forehead with a headache and casually hacked away a few swordsmen behind him.
He is a master of formation formation. He can set up the Ten Thousand Dragons Locking the Dome Formation. He is regarded as the number one figure in formation formation in the God Realm. But he still can't figure out how the phantom formation is arranged here.
He was very sure in his heart that there was definitely an illusory formation here. It was arranged by the Ghost King and it definitely did not exist naturally. The Ghost King should be at the Grand Master level in terms of magic formations, comparable to the Master of the Divine Craftsman Sect.
"The formation is invisible, this technique is so powerful..."
Lu Li sighed again, and he suddenly jumped up and stood on the shoulders of the corpse. Although he would withstand more attacks this way, his field of vision would be wider.
"Bang bang bang~"
He waved the demon-slaying sword and hacked away the sword-men who were approaching. He didn't even bother to kill them. He just hacked away the sword-men and prevented them from attacking. The Thunder Armor's energy had been consumed a bit and he could no longer kill the sword-men.
The attack continued.
The divine corpse was three feet tall. Lu Li stood on the shoulders of the divine corpse, and his field of vision suddenly broadened. He climbed up and looked into the distance, looking at the swordsmen in the distance. He felt even more headache and even a little dizzy. The swordsmen were so densely packed like ants that he couldn't even count them.
Too many to count.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Lu Li raised his brows. He vaguely seemed to have discovered something, but he couldn't remember it for the moment. The demon-slaying sword in his hand stopped and he stood on the corpse in a daze.
"Bang!"
Several swords struck him on the head, and the strong gravity knocked him flying. He was thinking about something, so he didn't pay attention, and his body was suddenly smashed into the crowd of swordsmen behind him.
"Bang bang bang bang~"
More than a dozen swords slashed at him continuously. If he didn't have thunder armor, he would probably be chopped into pieces at this moment.
The divine corpse stopped, and Xue Ling'er said in surprise: "Master, what's wrong? Did you find anything?"
Lu Li's eyes were confused for a moment, and he rose into the sky. After scanning the distance for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful, the Ghost King is really powerful, the formation is indeed invisible..."