One hundred and eight gods array!
With the support of Nangong Lang's wealth, the power of the formation has been comprehensively improved in an instant. In the past, in Shengxian Valley, the power of the formation god was only the power of the human immortal, but in front of him, it was the power of the powerful earth immortal.
There is still a huge gap between ten million spirit stones and one billion spirit stones.
In front of his eyes, he used money to smash out one hundred and eight strong earth immortals.
The power of one formation god has shocked the whole city. As soon as one hundred and eight formation gods appeared before their eyes, the whole city fell into silence.
Most people in Money City looked surprised, but some also looked anxious, such as Xiao Ren.
"One hundred and eight? Is the power of this formation so huge?" Xiao Ren asked in surprise.
"Sir, doesn't it mean that Nangong Lang doesn't need our help anymore?"
"These one hundred and eight formation gods are so powerful, they are really all earthly immortals!"
"Sir, it seems that we will fail this time!"
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All the subordinates sighed.
But Xiao Ren looked anxious: "No, I'm not worried about this!"
"what is that?"
"The Sixteenth Guardian of the Sword God Sect promised to cooperate with us, but if, if too many of his people die and all the two hundred immortals here are wiped out, the Sixteenth Guardian will come back to take revenge!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.
"But there's nothing we can do. Besides, Nangong Lang is looking for death on his own, so no one can blame him!"
"No, although the commander-in-chief did not participate in the attack on the Holy Land of Money, he has given instructions that Nangong Lang must be kept safe! Nangong Lang is going to die, where will the commander-in-chief's face be put? Also, the eldest princess has emphasized that Nangong Lang must not be allowed to One less hair, can’t, can’t be like this...!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.
"But… !"
"Follow me to the Money Palace!" Xiao Ren said eagerly.
At this moment, the battle in the city has begun.
Thousands of Sword God Sect disciples? Two hundred immortals? Eighteen Earth Immortals
It was a joke in front of the one hundred and eight gods in the formation. The one hundred and eight gods in the formation were all powerful earth immortals. They grabbed their own different weapons and started to kill fiercely.
"No, no!"
"boom!"
Ordinary disciples of the Sword God Sect who were riding cranes were instantly crushed and killed by the Array God, and in the blink of an eye they were transformed from the slaughterer to the slaughtered.
"Boom, boom, boom...!"
One after another, the Sword God Sect disciples were beheaded.
"Master, help!" someone shouted.
However, their master was too busy taking care of himself at the moment.
Sixteen Earthly Immortals formed a circle back to back, but it was useless! Eighteen formation gods, one person against each other, leaving the elders of the Sword God Sect with nowhere to escape.
"boom!"
Each and every disciple of the Sword God Sect was exploded in the air. One hundred and eight formation gods are like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They will be hit if they take action, and those who hit them will die.
The disciples of the Sword God Sect exploded one by one, and the divine fire fell from the sky.
"Roar!"
Under the leadership of Ember, the Sirius battalion quickly went to devour the divine fire.
The wolves don't need to fight, they just need to take advantage, because the formation of one hundred and eight gods is too powerful.
Mr. Lu grabbed the wine glass and watched the battle in the sky with cold eyes. The wine glass in his hand moved slightly, as if the formation god controlling the sky was slaughtering one side.
"Come on, get out of here!" the skeleton elder said in horror.
"Let's go? Huh! You've entered my formation and you still want to escape?" Mr. Lu showed a look of disdain.
On the side, Nangong Lang and others' eyes turned red with excitement.
"Okay, okay, okay, the revenge of the people in the two cities of my Money Holy Land must be avenged!" Nangong Lang gritted his teeth.
Nangong Lang hated the Sword God Sect so much because all the people in two cities were slaughtered by them. Now, seeing these enemies being killed, Nangong Lang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At the same time, he felt that The Eastern Kingdom is extremely grateful.
In the one hundred and eight gods' formation, no one can escape. From the beginning of the battle to the end, the elders threw off their armor and fled in fear. However, if the formation gods intercepted them, who could escape
"Nangong Lang, if you dare to destroy us, the protector will definitely kill you all, ah~~~~~~~~!" An elder screamed miserably when he was killed by the formation god.
"Stop!" A shout came from far away.
But it was Xiao Ren who rushed over quickly with a few immortal subordinates.
"Mr. Nangong, stop their massacre!" Xiao Ren and a group of immortals rushed over in a fierce manner.
The strong men in the Money Holy Land simply cannot stop Xiao Ren and his party. Nangong Lang frowned slightly.
Mr. Lu's eyes turned cold, and he turned the wine glass in his hand slightly.
"boom!"
Ten formation gods suddenly descended from the sky and stood in front of Xiao Ren and his party.
The expressions of Xiao Ren and his group changed. Like facing a powerful enemy.
"Mr. Lu, although this Xiao Ren has not helped, he has not done anything to endanger my money holy land after all!" Nangong Lang persuaded him.
"Yes!" Mr. Lu nodded and did not let the formation god take action. However, the formation god was guarding the side, but Xiao Ren and his party did not dare to act rashly.
"Mr. Nangong, don't kill anymore! This will anger the Sixteenth Guardian!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.
Nangong Lang's face was gloomy and he said nothing.
On the side, Mr. Lu sneered: "So, if I kill half of their people, they can treat it as if nothing is wrong?"
"What do you know? Do you think your formation is invincible? The power of your formation gods is just that of earth immortals, earth immortals, and heavenly immortals. There is a huge difference in the difference between heaven and earth. Those sixteen guardians, There are four Guang Tianxian, not to mention the sixteen guardians, who also have a broken godhead, and their strength is monstrous. Today, you are having fun for a while, but in the future, even if we come forward, they will not let go!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.
"Don't want to let go? Haha, it seems that you are indeed cooperating!" Mr. Lu sneered.
"You!" Xiao Ren glared.
However, Xiao Ren ignored Mr. Lu and looked at Nangong Lang: "Mr. Nangong, you were happy to kill for a while, but what about next? Those sixteen guardians must have destroyed all the cities in the Holy Land of Money!"
Nangong Lang's eyes also flashed with worry, but Nangong Lang did not stop Mr. Lu, but he was a little impatient in his heart.
The formation is powerful, but the Sword God Sect is not just a decoration.
Seeing that Nangong Lang was hesitant, Xiao Ren turned to look at Mr. Lu again.
"Why don't you stop!" Xiao Ren shouted.
"Why should I stop?" Mr. Lu said coldly.
"Hmph, you are not saving the Holy Land of Money, you are destroying the Holy Land of Money. That's right, you can kill these Sword God Sect disciples today, but what about tomorrow? When the enemy comes, you will definitely run away. Dongfang Kingdom, you guys If you can always protect this Holy Land of Money, you can protect this Holy Land of Money for a lifetime!" Xiao Ren shouted with eyes wide open.
Mr. Lu narrowed his eyes slightly, protecting the Holy Land of Money for the rest of his life? Mr. Lu really doesn’t dare to praise Haikou.
Seeing Mr. Lu's hesitation, Xiao Ren immediately wanted to stop him again, but at this moment, a voice came from not far away.
"As long as Holy Lord Nangong is willing, what big deal is it for me, the Eastern Kingdom, to protect the Holy Land of Money for the rest of my life?" The voice sounded from far away to near.
But a man stepped out from behind the Money Palace, followed by two women in black robes, but at this moment, the man came in a hurry and took a step away.
"Who are you?" Xiao Ren stared.
Mr. Lu suddenly stood up and saluted the man: "Your Majesty, you are out of seclusion!"
Exit? As soon as Mr. Lu opened his mouth, Wang Xiong knew what he meant.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for protecting me!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.
On the side, Nangong Lang looked at Wang Xiong with bright eyes: "I have met Dongfang King, thank you for your help!"
"Holy Lord Nangong, you have done your duty of eradicating evil. Since you have already settled a grudge with the Sword God Sect, why should you look forward or backward any longer? If the Sword God Sect attacks again, I, the Eastern Kingdom, are willing to work with Holy Lord Nangong to defend against powerful enemies!" Wang Xiong took a deep breath and solemnly said Tao.
"Okay, then follow the advice of King Dongfang. King Dongfang is not afraid of venting his anger on powerful enemies for me. How can I be afraid of death? No matter what, I will issue a notice to the ten cities and immediately dissolve all the cities in the Holy Land of Money and let all the people flee. Come on!" Nangong Lang laughed suddenly.
"Holy Lord Nangong is so majestic!" Wang Xiong sighed.
Wang Xiong was amazed by the freedom and ease of this man, who would rather give up all his family wealth and all his inheritance just because of his anger.
"King Dongfang is so polite!" Nangong Lang shook his head.
"Mr. Nangong!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.
Nangong Lang shook his head and ignored it.
"Mr. Lu, since you have done it, let's do it thoroughly. Tianlang camp has not had divine fire for a long time!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.
"Yes!" Mr. Lu nodded.
Turning the wine glass in his hand.
"Boom!"
The killings in all directions became more and more fierce. Most of the disciples of the Sword God Sect had been slaughtered. The Array God continued to become more and more courageous as he fought. The speed of killing the disciples of the Sword God Sect was getting faster and faster.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"...
More and more screams sounded from the horizon.
Xiao Ren was anxious for a while, but he also knew that it was useless to stop him now, because all the Sword God Sect disciples were about to be slaughtered.
"Okay, okay, okay, you are King Dongfang, King Dongfang? Haha, do you know that you killed the Holy Land of Money!" Xiao Ren accused melancholy.
"Killed to death? Oh, are you feeling pity for these Sword God Cult demons? Have you ever pitied the people who died in their hands?" Wang Xiong said coldly.
"Hmph, I don't pity them. I just want to tell you, kill them. Next, there will be stronger Sword God Sect disciples coming, and even Dharma protectors coming. You guys, wish yourselves good luck!" Xiao Ren was angry! He hummed.
"You don't have to worry about our affairs. After all, you and these Sword God Sect disciples are in the same group, aren't you?" Wang Xiong said with a cold smile.
"You!" Xiao Ren snorted coldly.
"Sir, all the disciples of the Sword God Sect have been killed!" one of Xiao Ren's subordinates said anxiously.
Xiao Ren looked at the last elder in the sky and was killed by an array god, and he suddenly sighed.
"It's over, it's over. The Sixteenth Guardian will definitely be mad and will come to destroy the city. Alas, let's go back early and inform the eldest princess. Maybe the Holy Land of Money can still be saved!" Xiao Ren sighed immediately.
Xiao Ren wanted to save the Holy Land of Money. Although his methods were unpopular, he essentially wanted to save the Holy Land of Money. Therefore, Nangong Lang didn't have much dislike for him. Even Wang Xiong frowned slightly, showing confusion. color.
Xiao Ren wanted to leave immediately and go back to report to the eldest princess. She could not stay for a moment.
Just when he was about to leave, a woman's uncertain voice suddenly came from behind Wang Xiong.
"Senior Brother Xiaoren, is that you?"
There was excitement, excitement, timidity, and uncertainty in his voice.
Senior brother Xiaoren
As soon as this woman's voice came out, everyone was slightly startled. Who actually called Xiao Ren a senior brother
It was such a familiar voice. Xiao Ren suddenly trembled, her heart beat violently, and she turned to look in the direction of the sound.
But it was the voice of a woman in black robe behind Wang Xiong.
The woman called out to Senior Brother Xiaoren and slowly took off her black robe's hat.
It was Su Xiaoxiao. Su Xiaoxiao was extremely nervous. She looked at Xiaoren weakly, with a sense of surprise in her nervousness.
"Soul body? Is this a ghost? Aren't you afraid of the sun?" A person next to him looked at Su Xiaoxiao curiously.
Senior brother Xiao Ren, however, trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted. His face was full of disbelief.
"Senior Brother Xiaoren! You don't recognize me anymore? I'm Xiaoxiao. You used to buy things for me in the sect!" Su Xiaoxiao took a step forward and said in surprise.
"Su, Su Xiaoxiao...!" Xiao Ren's eyes first showed joy, then panic.
"Senior Brother Xiaoren, do you know where my husband is?" A sad expectation flashed in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes.
"Your husband?" Xiao Ren's expression changed.
"Yeah, do you know where Shang Ge is? Is he still alive? I miss him so much. I've been waiting for him for a long time, but he didn't come to me! Do you know?" Su Xiaoxiao said anxiously.
Shangge? The subordinates behind Xiao Ren looked at a loss, obviously they had not heard of it.
Only Nangong Lang, who was on the side, suddenly shrank his pupils and looked at Su Xiaoxiao in disbelief.
"No, no, I don't know, I don't know, I'm leaving first, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first, I'm leaving first!" Xiao Ren suddenly panicked and left filled with anger.
"Senior Brother Xiaoren, wait a minute, Senior Brother Xiaoren!" Su Xiaoxiao wanted to chase after him anxiously.
However, Xiao Ren walked faster, leading a group of immortals and shooting towards the distance quickly.
"Senior Brother Xiaoren, tell me where my husband is!" Su Xiaoxiao watched Xiaoren leave, her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Don't worry, now that we have clues, we will definitely find it!" Lan Liyan stepped forward to persuade Su Xiaoxiao.
"But, why did Senior Brother Xiaoren run away? He was my father's disciple in the sect before and he was so good to me before. Why did he leave? He must know the whereabouts of my husband. Did something happen to my husband? Is it..., wuwuwu!" Su Xiaoxiao cried sadly.
"It's okay. I believe your husband will be okay. Don't worry, we will help you find him!" Lan Liyan advised softly from the side.