Looking at such a large formation, Zhao Jiuge's face was a little ugly at first. Although he already knew that the three elders of the Spirit-Eating Clan were all at the Mahayana realm, when he really saw this situation happening, he couldn't help but still feel... Somewhat shocking.
Zhao Jiuge soon laughed, thinking that when he was in the realm of god transformation, he had also faced this kind of situation, but there was a huge difference between now and before. Now he has finally entered this ranks, at least not I will just go with the flow like before, without any ability to resist.
Thinking this way, I was still a little nervous and relaxed. In the future, there will be powerful opponents like Wandao Sect and Black God Palace. These powerful forces are like Lin. Compared with the current situation, It was just a small wind and waves, and Zhao Jiuge just regarded it as one more exercise.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge was like a fish in a net, but he was still in the mood to laugh. This made the three elders of the Spirit-Eating Tribe look ugly. To them, this was tantamount to feeling that Zhao Jiuge was contemptuous of them. Take them seriously.
"Boy, your life is pretty good. I didn't expect that being exiled in the Sumeru Illusion Realm would give you a chance to break through to the Mahayana realm. But even if you break through to the Mahayana realm, do you think you can change anything?"
The second elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe, who was wearing a black robe when he fought with Zhao Jiuge, snorted coldly, and then said in a strange way. After all, others were somewhat impressed by Zhao Jiuge's fate, and more importantly. It was his idea to get Zhao Jiuge into the Xumi Illusion in the first place. Now that he had caused such trouble for no reason, although others did not say anything, he himself felt shameless.
"It's not thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have broken through so quickly. But you don't have to say what will happen next. After all, you vowed to make me look good at the beginning, but now I'm fine. Maybe the ending will embarrass you even more later?”
Zhao Jiuge said with a hidden smile, despite this, there is a little regret in his heart. If it were not for the eagerness to break through, maybe he would not have chosen the simplest water path, but continue to practice the space and time path. In that case, maybe it would have a bright future for the future. There is greater potential, but now that the matter is over, Zhao Jiuge has nothing to regret. He just puts this resentment on the soul-eating tribe.
"Although it is not easy to practice to the Mahayana realm, the rules cannot be broken. Since you break into our spirit-eating tribe without authorization, no matter what the situation is, the situation will naturally be a dead end."
The elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe who had been silent and silent, saw Zhao Jiuge's posture and said slowly. Both his tone and attitude were exactly the same as the second elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe, which Zhao Jiuge could see. I can't help but feel a little angry.
The attitude of the spirit-eating tribe is naturally very obvious. His attitude will not be weak just because he has achieved a breakthrough in cultivation now. He is still as tough as ever. It is clear that it is not a matter of life and death. Why should Zhao Jiuge continue to talk nonsense with these aggressive guys? Woolen cloth.
Just when the spiritual sea in Zhao Jiuge's body began to circulate, and the black robe on his body was windless, and he was about to let go of his hands and feet to fight against the spirit-eating tribe, Zhao Jiuge's breath paused for a moment, and his face became a little weird. It took him a long time to calm down. Overwhelmed, but there was a little more smile and a little more expectation in his dark eyes.
Naturally, the three elders of the Spirit-Eating Clan did not notice this subtle change. The middle-aged man in white robe with the most grumpy temper was already ready to act. He couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's silence, he shouted directly. He got up and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense with him? After beating this kid half to death, he will naturally become honest."
After saying that, without waiting for the next reaction, a pair of meteor hammers appeared in his hands. However, this hammer was naturally made of wood and was made from the fallen branches of the holy tree. The body of the holy tree has the Mahayana realm. Tree trunks are naturally much harder than most materials.
A whistling sound suddenly rose up, and densely packed flying swords lined up in a row, with fierce momentum, directly lined up in the void.
The "Zhi Ge" in Zhao Jiu's singer also suddenly lit up in an instant, and then he swung his sword out and slashed directly at the third elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe who was rushing towards him.
The situation changed instantly. When they saw this situation, the angry young man and the fat man who had vowed before were also silent. The pressure alone made them tremble, not to mention that there were also The courage to take action.
"boom."
The sword light blasted out, and the light from a pair of sledgehammers swung by the third elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe instantly touched each other.
Violent roaring sounds resounded, and the aftermath spread towards the surroundings of the Spirit Eaters. At the level of the Mahayana realm, even a small fluctuation would undoubtedly be a disaster for those low-level monks.
Fortunately, the Spirit-Eating Tribe had already prepared for the commotion caused by the action. The dozen or twenty Spirit-Eating Tribe people behind them saw the action, and all of them immediately took action, directly emitting spiritual power. At the same time, The wooden sign on his body also emits a rich light.
A dozen or twenty figures burst out with auras, connecting dots to form a huge light curtain, directly covering the space and exuding a rich aura.
It was a formation that was designed to prevent fluctuations in the fight from destroying the buildings of the Spirit-Eating Tribe, and also to prevent fluctuations from harming some members of the Spirit-Eating Tribe.
This made Zhao Jiuge's plan come to nothing. Before, Zhao Jiuge had thought that the bigger the noise, the better. Anyway, in the territory of the Spirit Eaters, no matter what the result was, the Spirit Eaters would be the ones to suffer in the end.
Looking at the large formation that had been set up, Zhao Jiuge snorted and felt a little unhappy. With a thought, thirty-six infinite flying swords were spread out densely, and in the blink of an eye, they all moved flexibly.
In terms of sword fighting, Zhao Jiuge has already suffered losses. It is somewhat ineffective to deal with these guys who have the Xumi Mantra method, so Zhao Jiuge tries his best to fight hard. In this case, it will be slightly better.
"Here's another move." The second elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe, dressed in black robes, was originally watching, but when he saw this somewhat tricky sword formation, he directly joined the field, and the two against one didn't feel the slightest difference. Disgraceful.
On the other hand, the Great Elder of the Spirit-Eating Clan, who was calm and calm, kept holding back and did not make any move. He seemed to be sure of victory. After all, the three of them were here, so they would not let Zhao Jiuge cause any trouble.
Thirty-six flying swords were scurrying around, which looked a little dizzying, but the sharp sword energy that emerged was able to entangle the third elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe and cause him a lot of trouble.
When he saw the second elder of the Spirit-Eating Clan in black robes appearing, Zhao Jiuge immediately grinned and asked, "Really, but now it's a little different from last time."
After Zhao Jiuge's words fell, there was another fierce sword cry and the sound trembled. A piece of silver light appeared again, and another thirty-six infinite flying swords appeared. At the beginning, in Xiaoyao Valley, a total of seven were refined. Each of the twelve infinite flying swords has the quality of a low-grade spiritual weapon. It can be said that the value of the flying swords in this sword array is no less than that of an immortal weapon. Only Xiaoyao Valley has such great quality. With the foundation, Zhao Jiuge could refine a flying sword of this level.
After entering the Mahayana realm, the spiritual sea in his body not only increased with the growth of the Tao tree, but his spiritual consciousness also naturally improved. Not only was the hidden danger left by the fight with Du Wen completely eliminated, but also To be able to master the seventy-two Wuji Flying Swords, after all, the third level of the Wuji Sword Array can only be used in the Mahayana realm.
Just after breaking through the realm, some methods have not yet been mastered and stabilized, but the Wuji Sword Formation is a matter of course, and the third level Zhao Jiuge is naturally at his fingertips.
Seventy-two infinite flying swords appeared densely, wandering back and forth. Every time they galloped, they could burst out with a burst of sharp sword energy, and the entire space seemed to become extremely sharp.
The formation alone was dazzling to see. After all, the seventy-two flying swords were too many. At least facing Zhao Jiuge alone, the third elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe who was still growing at this moment, or the second elder, had already There is danger emerging. If he really faces Zhao Jiuge, he is already in danger of falling. After all, the power of this Wuji Sword Formation is too overbearing.
The great elder of the Spirit-Eating Clan, who had been holding the line, frowned. Even he had to admit that this Zhao Jiuge was beyond the comparison of ordinary Mahayana monks. Even if he had only just broken through, his methods were very powerful.
"Hurry up and deal with him quickly, pay the first price, so as not to give this boy a life-and-death blow."
The frowning elder of the Spirit-Eating Clan shouted loudly after looking at the seventy-two Wuji Flying Swords.
Seventy-two infinite flying swords, under the control of Zhao Jiuge's mind, will be enveloped and form a sword array. Zhao Jiuge is somewhat impatient to see if this infinite flying sword can kill a monk in the Mahayana realm.
However, seeing that the formation of the seventy-two infinite flying swords became different, the second elder and the third elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe would naturally not give Zhao Jiuge the opportunity to fully launch the sword formation's offensive.
The middle-aged man in a white robe strode forward, and the two hammers in his hands were constantly tapped out. Each time, they directly hit the small and exquisite Wuji Flying Sword, causing a large sound of metal collision.
The second elder in black robes already had a staff in his hand. The staff was also made from the branches of the holy tree, and the waves it emitted contained huge power.
The second elder of the Spirit-Eating Tribe with an ugly face kept gently waving the ordinary staff in his hand, but with a green orb on the top. Every time the staff touched the direction, a piece of black aura would burst out, directly hitting the galloping man. The Wuji Flying Sword immediately blasted to the side, blocking the route of the Wuji Flying Sword, preventing its sword formation from being fully displayed.
On the outermost side, ten or twenty members of the Spirit-Eating Clan had begun to mutter to themselves, and the light emerging from their bodies was constantly blessing the surrounding light curtain to prevent it from shattering.
The three Mahayana realm monks kept taking action. The aftermath of the offensive slapped on the light screen and continued to ripple. It seemed that there was a possibility of breaking up at any time. After all, even the aftermath of the Mahayana realm monks was not These monks can resist it. (To be continued)