The formation is exactly the ancient Nine Heavens Governor's Xuan Ming formation recorded in the witch clan's classics.
There is no improvement, no innovation.
Old and stale, just like the Xuan Ming Immortals who just jumped out of Xuan Bing's coffin.
In addition, one of the twelve most important formation base icicles is missing. Xuan Ming Bu Lao was somewhat quick-witted. He used forty-nine elders from the Snowfield Tribe as substitutes and asked them to join forces to suppress an icicle.
It feels like a complete person, with a few ribs missing between his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs and other vital organs, so unobstructed, exposed to a master-level doctor who has mastered all the mysteries of the human body. In front of the craftsman.
As a result, Wu Tie easily grasped all the vital connections of the Xuanming Formation when leaving the formation.
The streaks of gray-white light visible to the naked eye are the concrete manifestations of all the vital points of this formation in the eyes of mortals.
Xuan Ming Bu Lao and the others let out shrill exclamations, and Xuan Ming Bu Lao screamed in disbelief: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, you, you, you... who are you from!"
"My king, Wu Tie!" Wu Tie suddenly pinched the five fingers of his right hand, and countless extremely thin gray-white rays of light gathered in his palm suddenly shattered inch by inch. There was a loud noise, and the entire Xuan Ming Formation's twelve icicles collapsed at the same time.
Xuan Ming Bu Lao and other eleven Xuan Ming Ancestors roared wildly at the same time. Cold air rose around their bodies, and they tried their best to suppress the broken formation eye icicles, trying to maintain the stability of the Xuan Ming formation.
However, the entire formation was completely in chaos. The bodies of the forty-nine snowfield elders who served as substitutes exploded into blood mist and were frozen into wisps of crystal ice. The foundation of the formation they presided over completely collapsed. Solution, the entire formation was like a rapidly rotating millstone that suddenly collapsed, causing a chain reaction that could not be saved at all.
The original pure Xuan Ming Qi shook violently, and from the extreme Xuan Ming power, a large amount of other attributes of heaven and earth that had lost their suppression due to the chaos of the formation leaked out. The formation expanded violently, and the volume covered by the formation expanded dozens of times in an instant.
Wu Tie shouted softly, and he rose into the air. In the military city behind, Taoist Yin Yang, Taoist Five Elements, and Taoist Canghai shouted in unison. Thousands of gods and masters had formed their formations early, and a huge earth-shaking force suddenly appeared. Yaokong was injected into Wu Tie's body.
This time, Wu Tie's body was filled with heat, and he felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. Thousands of divine realm masters poured their mana into him. Half a month ago, Wu Tie would have felt severe pain all over his body, and his limbs and bones would feel a bursting swelling.
But at this moment, Wu Tie felt extremely comfortable. He easily and completely controlled this huge mana and injected it into Taichu Crown. Waves of strange ripples spread around, and the rapidly expanding Xuan Ming Formation suddenly solidified, and then rapidly collapsed inward.
The Qi of Xuan Ming is from Yin to Cold.
The so-called thermal expansion and contraction, the original attribute of Xuan Ming Qi is extremely contraction and restraint.
Taichumian expelled the chaotic energy in the Xuanming Formation that caused the formation to expand, and restored the formation to its pure Xuanming attributes. Without a formation base to suppress, Xuan Ming Bu Lao and others could only watch the formation rapidly collapse and shrink rapidly.
"No!" Xuan Ming Bu Lao and other eleven Xuan Ming Ancestors roared in unison.
They chanted spells crazily and continued to sacrifice the flesh, blood and souls of the snowfield warriors killed on the battlefield to the 'God of Glacier' in their mouths.
On the ice sculpture that was ten thousand feet high, the trident emitted a strong light, and the faint blue divine light rushed towards the collapsed Xuan Ming formation crazily, trying desperately to hold up the formation and save the defeat of Xuan Ming Bu Lao and others.
One hundred and eight Canghai Divine Pearls jumped in the air and directly hit the huge ice sculptures.
The surface of the Canghai Divine Pearl was immediately covered with a thin layer of black ice, and Canghai Taoist's control over them suddenly became much sluggish.
The Five Elements Taoist snorted coldly, and the Five Elements Divine Light behind him soared into the sky. He spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the Five Elements Divine Light brushed down with all his strength. He heard a loud noise, and was knocked around by the Canghai Divine Pearl. The huge ice sculpture flashed with light, and those huge tridents were immediately wiped away by the Five Elements Taoist.
Behind the Five Elements Taoist, on top of the giant mulberry tree, a fist-sized three-legged golden crow opened its mouth, and thin golden firelight continued to spurt out, falling on the ice sculptures as fast as lightning. Seeing large runes explode on the surface of the ice sculpture, the ice sculpture began to melt.
The small, three-legged Golden Crow, which had just regained its physical body, spat out the original true fire in its belly in two or two strokes. A mouthful of blood spurted out far away with terrifying high temperature, and suddenly hit the ten people who were rushing towards the military city. Several snowfield tribe elders burned into a wisp of smoke.
Taoist Yin and Yang stared at the ice sculptures with red eyes. He roared in a low voice, and the Yin and Yang gas bottles spurted out from above his head. The black and white gases flew in the air and took in the ice sculptures in one fell swoop.
The Xuan Ming Formation has completely lost external reinforcements, and Xuan Ming Bu Lao and others can only do their best to compete with Wu Tie for control of the Xuan Ming Formation.
But Wu Tie's understanding and mastery of Xuan Ming Dao was completely inferior to theirs.
Wu Tie has the crown of Taichu.
Behind Wu Tie were reinforcements from thousands of gods and masters.
As for the eleven Xuanming Ancestors, they don't even have a decent innate spiritual weapon.
The Xuanming Formation collapsed little by little, and the Xuanming Ancestors were also compressed little by little in the Xuanming Formation along with the shrill roars.
In the end, the Xuan Ming Formation was crushed into a thin piece of blue ice crystal the size of a thumb.
Wu Tie reached out and gently touched the ice crystal, and the eleven Xuan Ming Ancestors trapped in the ice crystal were also shattered into pieces.
Taichu Mian slowly rotated, Wu Tie wiped out the last chance of resurrection of these Xuanming Ancestors, and killed them completely.
The disc-shaped secret treasure given by You Ruo was thrown out by Wu Tie, and the eleven Xuan Ming Ancestors quickly turned into eleven pieces of soul crystals the size of human heads, and eleven bowls of crystal clear blood essence.
On the battlefield ahead, countless rays of cold light fell from the sky and quickly fell on the ancestors of the gods of the Snowfield tribe.
Thousands of god-level elders of the Snowfield tribe had been beaten out of breath by Wu Guoyang, but when these cold lights attached to them, their breath immediately soared.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of elders in the realm of gods have all become masters above the seventh level of the weakest realm of gods.
The hundreds of elders of the Four Fierce clans who were charging at the front were caught off guard. They were immediately surrounded by several times the number of enemies, and the enemy's cultivation level was far higher than them. With just one blow, they heard howling incessantly, and hundreds of them were thousands of feet long. The giant beast body above was covered in blood and was knocked away in a state of embarrassment.
In the distance, on the top of a large mountain, a man holding an eagle staff, wearing a robe and a hat stood there quietly.
He quietly watched what happened on the battlefield. After a long time, he suddenly laughed.
"This King Wu is a bit interesting... He could have saved these unlucky guys."
"He is an interesting little guy. You can try it out and get in touch with him."
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