Seeing that Sun Yu was unavoidable, he was about to completely disappear into the thunder, light and fire dragons. Only then did the Yusheng faction react. The two wandering immortals and several transformation gods rushed out directly, blocking the remaining fire dragons and rescued them. Sun Yu.
Everyone was horrified and inexplicable, and everyone could see that Fatty was only in the late stage of Divine Transformation, but in less than a quarter of an hour, he defeated a wandering immortal. This strength has to be said to be impressive. startled. Regardless of the evil cultivator who has yet to show up, or the demon king in front of him, it is obviously not so easy to take away Hui Ze today.
The monks of the Royal Holy Sect sank their faces and exchanged glances. The remaining two wandering immortals and the two gods turned around and attacked the fat man at the same time, and they fought again.
In the hidden formation not far away, there were three people watching the crowd calmly watching the battle while drinking tea and nibbling on melon seeds.
"One pick four?" Shen Ying tilted her head.
"One pick four is nothing, Fatty is an almighty cultivator anyway." Gu Yue said indifferently.
"Oh, how many can he hit at most?"
"I'll bet on food for three months, at least seven." Gu Yue looked confident.
Shen Ying's eyes rolled around and brightened, "Then I'll bet three fruits, eight!"
Yi Qing looked at the two back and forth, and in order to appear gregarious, he also added a sentence, "I bet three meals, ten!"
Lonely Moon: "…"
Shen Ying: "..."
Does it make a difference whether you bet or not? Which meal didn't you cook
The effort of the few people to speak, the few people fighting over there, are slowly about to tell the result. Gu Yue guessed right, even if the four of them shot together, they didn't take advantage of Fatty's hands. On the contrary, there was a faint tendency to be suppressed by Fatty's inexhaustible and completely different techniques.
The cultivators of the Royal Holy Sect who were watching the battle couldn't bear it anymore, so more and more people participated in the battle, and later, there were more than a dozen cultivators of God Transformation and Youxian, besieging Fatty together.
But Fatty's spells are really too slippery. All kinds of spells are superimposed together. It looks like a fire element, but it is mixed with a thunder element. In the end, it is an ice element and a wind element. Until the last moment, others can't think of a complete way to deal with it, and he also sets up a few formations from time to time. Often fighting, he was trapped in his formation before anyone could react.
Not only the people who were fighting, but even the other factions couldn't believe their eyes. I didn't expect that he could really fight against so many monks of the same rank or even a higher rank with just one person. And more than ten years ago, he was just a mortal.
In less than half an hour, many of the cultivators of the gods were hit and fell from the air one by one, as long as they looked worse than Sun Yu. The more everyone looked at it, the more frightened they became. Finally, they couldn't help it. All the gods and wandering immortals of the Imperial Saint Sect attacked together.
For a while, the light of the spells lit up in the sky, and this fight lasted for several hours. There were only dozens of gods and one wandering immortal left in the air, and of course Fatty. He was already covered with scars, and the original gown was stained with blood. The long-term battle was extremely exhausting, and his face was already a little tired, but he still looked at the people in front of him firmly.
He cannot lose this battle!
And the people of the Royal Saint Sect also obviously played with all their strength, as if seeing that he was already at the end of the shot, and attacked more intensively. Dozens of spells flew towards the fat man, and some people directly set up a trapped formation, and the golden formation instantly formed on the top of the head. But this time he had no way to retreat. Fatty only felt his blood surging, and knelt down on one knee. The spell that was attacking everyone just now started to become unstable.
After all, under the siege of more than a dozen god-turning cultivators, Fatty's five-element technique is extremely well-learned, and this is already the limit. There were more and more scars on his body, and his movements became slower and slower. And the people of the Royal Saint faction are not feeling well, this trapped formation has exhausted the last aura of the people who set up the formation. When the others saw Fatty trapped in it, they immediately transformed into the sky filled with ice, lightning, and spirit swords, and used their last strength to attack the past.
Seeing that the sleepy formation was getting brighter and brighter, the sky-filled magic was about to smash the fat man into scum. As soon as the fat man gritted his teeth, he suddenly burst into an unprecedented huge spiritual energy, and the originally round figure suddenly began to skyrocket, like a It was like a rapidly swelling ball, and his body suddenly became hundreds of times larger. Effect.
Huh? And this trick!
Watching the master-apprentice group, Qi Shushu turned his head to look at a certain teaching director.
"What are you looking at?" Gu Yue glared back, "What the hell is wrong with your children's eyes? I'm just taking advantage of his strengths, do you understand!"
Two people: "..." Social society!
The fat man, who had turned into a giant "ball", had already started to spin, and the wind was surging for a while, and the besieged cultivators had not yet reacted, and were instantly thrown out by the surrounding wind, with their own spells from before. method to attack a piece. Suddenly everyone fell from the sky like dumplings. And the fat man rose directly into the sky, flew into the sky, and smashed down.
The speed is astonishingly fast, and the people who have exhausted their spiritual power have no way to avoid it, they can only watch helplessly, a huge ball of flesh falling from the sky and smashing straight towards them.
Then there was a loud bang.
There was a large pit more than ten meters long on the ground, and the surrounding area was cracked inch by inch. The mountain shook for a while, and the various sects that were watching had to form an array one after another. was planted.
As for the Royal Saint Sect, they had already been crushed into meat patties, and there were only a dozen weak breaths left, proving that they were still alive, but they didn't know if they could survive, let alone whether their cultivation could be preserved.
"Dad Niu... Isn't this a technique of physical cultivation?" Yi Qing said subconsciously, not to mention his sudden transformation. His body was so strong that he could crush a god-turning cultivator into such a state, so there was only physical cultivation!
"Shut up!" Whoever said he was a physique, Fatty could never be a physique, absolutely not! ! ! !
Only then did Fatty return to his original state, and his condition was not good. This move had exhausted all his spiritual energy. The whole person was about to become a blood ball, and his body choked a few times, but he struggled not to fall down. He glanced at the cultivator of the Holy Saint who had fallen all over the floor, and he won! He really won!
The nerves that had been tense all the time were loosened, and a smile could not help but lift up the corner of his mouth. He subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the rabbit. I just wanted to go back and tell the master immediately, he did it!
But just happened to see the horrified expression on the rabbit's face, "Be careful!" The rabbit shouted.