"This is the real power of the closed door formation..."
Seeing that round of divine pills appearing in the void, colorful and gorgeous, Fang Xing's heart also stopped suddenly, and then beat wildly.
It has long been guessed that this closed-door formation, which is regarded as the lifeblood of the Fengtian League, is said to be composed of all the old scholars of the Tianji Palace. Even a formation genius like Wu Sang'er can only fight with Tianyuan. Strong formation masters, the large closed formation formed by the push must not only have the function of sealing a void, but must have other magical functions. But it wasn't until this moment that Fang Xing realized that the Five Colors Divine Pill appeared. The power of this large formation was far beyond his imagination, and it had even reached a level of shaking the sky!
According to rumors, the strongest power of this formation is the 18,000 formation flags!
But now, only sixty-four formation flags have been used, and it can only be said that Chuchu has revealed a little power!
But even so, it has already shocked the universe, even the little saints in the God Court and the well-informed little fairy world were stunned.
This large formation has been pushed to the extreme, and it has already connected with Dan Li. Under the action of the sixty-four formation flags, this large formation is like a big furnace, which absorbs the spirit and spirit of all the monks who participated in this formation. The cultivation base was smelted to one place and turned into a divine pill, and all Fengtian League monks in this formation can get the blessing of this divine pill, and if they have the magic power of countless people out of thin air My own body, even in this instant, can fully raise my own cultivation base by several ranks!
This kind of formation, this kind of alchemy, is even impossible to see in normal times.
The main reason is that he has too high requirements for the monks who participated in this formation. Those who need their free trust in the formation are willing to hand over everything about themselves. Cultivation is their foundation, and they can't borrow any of it, but they need to be selfless, without any distracting thoughts, willing to lend all their mana to others, and if someone in the group has evil thoughts, they can directly take it away Their cultivation makes them useless...
In the world, there are descendants, and those who practice are all self-cultivating against the sky. They are the most selfish. In the long years, they have abandoned friends and weakened family ties. In order to go further on this road, they have almost exhausted all means. Let yourself live forever...
But this big formation requires them to make a diametrically opposed decision to hand over their most fundamental things!
It can be said that this large formation has reached its extreme, and the test is no longer the formation technique, but the human heart...
Only when the gods descend from the sky and Tianyuan is at a critical juncture, will such a large formation appear!
However, the effect is also obvious...
Within the closed-door formation, as soon as the divine elixir suddenly appeared, the situation in the field changed drastically. Kong Konger, Wang Qiong, Song Guichan and others all had their auras flourished at the same time, and they were blessed by colorful halos. Because it just exploded out of thin air, it was three to four times or even five or six times higher than just now. The opponent who was entangled with them and even had the upper hand at this moment directly suffered a big loss and was beaten by them. They retreated steadily, like the end of a crossbow, and watched them lose their lives at any moment and be cut down by the sword.
On the contrary, only Lu Fengxian and Xiao Xue did not accept these rays of divine light, and were still fighting fiercely with their own strength.
When Lu Fengxian saw the five-colored divine pill, he changed his mind and understood the origin of the pill, but he seemed to feel some kind of humiliation. The flag was pulled out, sacrificed in the air, and the wind was blowing. I don't know how many demon gods with stumps and severed heads have manifested. They roared silently as he moved, and he stood like a fierce god in the black smoke. The Tianhua Halberd came out of its hole like a poisonous dragon, and struck forward fiercely, forcing the ancient crane back steadily, roaring endlessly.
But Xiao Xue just shook her head lightly, her white hair danced wildly, the body of the white snake on her feet rolled, and it rushed straight to the nine heavens, unexpectedly there appeared a posture of being the only child in the world, pinching the magic formula with her fingers, and holding the bone sword in her palm Suddenly, his strength increased by tens of percent, and he forcibly slashed down at Taiyuan, the descendant of the Ming clan below, with a light and delicate sword, he pierced through the stunned Taiyuan, and he was seriously injured.
"Haha... haha... haha..."
Fang Xing laughed in astonishment, curiously feeling the brilliance of the five-colored elixir entering his body.
He has always been used to stealing things from others, but this is the first time he has felt the feeling of being given away for nothing...
Although I knew that this was actually only lent to myself, I still couldn't help feeling overwhelmed!
boom! boom! boom!
He only felt that the mana in his body was gradually increasing, as if an empty bag was gradually being filled with water...
"It's fierce to your uncle, how many more rounds will you fight with me?"
After feeling that he possessed an endless source of power, Fang Xing was so proud that he roared loudly, then brandished the Hundred Battles Soul Soldiers, and rushed towards the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm. He tried his best to avoid head-on encounters with the heirs of the Little Immortal Realm, but now he is acting uncharacteristically, directly showing the posture that the brave wins when they meet in a narrow road, and if you can't kill you, you are not finished!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Ji Dao, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, also frowned tightly, and performed the heavenly skill of forgetting love, and pointed at Fang Xing three times in a row.
Soul soldiers against supernatural powers, heavenly skills against grand formations!
The two forcibly formed the momentum of a contest, without any pretense, they bombarded three times in a row, their respective bodies were swaying, and the turbulence in the void was flying.
After colliding three times, the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm turned pale, his figure retreated impressively, and a pimple formed between his brows.
Purely based on the comparison of strength, he was actually suppressed by Fang Xing...
"The court of God is in danger..."
At this moment, the faces of Lie Shanzi, Hua Mi'er and the others all changed drastically, and some complained incessantly.
They have always been very confident in the power of their own race, but at the same time they are also afraid of the various formations, pills, and talismans of human beings. Now, the real power of this closed-door formation has manifested again and again It more directly proves that their fear is true, that the Tianyuan creatures actually have such an amazing formation, and forcefully let their opponents obtain extraordinary power out of thin air. In order to suppress the pursuit of myself...
How can it go on like this
"If we don't think of any other way, we will have to confess our lives here..."
At this moment, their gazes couldn't help but look towards the Ye Clan God Son.
"Stop pretending to be a fucking master there, use any under-the-box tricks as soon as possible..."
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"So this is the method Fengtian League is planning to deal with me?"
Yezu Shenzi has indeed been acting like the grandpa, everyone else is fighting fiercely, but he stands there quietly watching the show, as if staying out of the way, only when he sees the five-colored god pill appearing in the closed-door formation , Gujing Bubo's face had some slight ripples, and he gave a low laugh. Then he saw that each of the little saints in Shenting fell into an extremely dangerous situation, and seemed to be beheaded at any time, but he didn't panic at all, instead he let out a long sigh...
"The method is not bad, and the passion is also lamentable..."
"It's just that hot blood is naive to a certain extent. Who would be naive enough to compete with your strength?"
His gaze turned cold, and traces of night air began to slowly drain around his body, like little snakes...
"...Even though, I have stronger power than you!"
boom!
When the black night air on his body flowed faster and faster, his eyes suddenly lit up: "I found it!"
Then, he took out five colorful formation flags from his black sleeves, which were covered with dense runes. If you look carefully, you can see that there is a huge pattern faintly embroidered on the four formation flags. The word "prisoner", and then he spread his five fingers, and the five formation flags also disappeared with the night air, flying to nowhere, his whole expression seemed to be deeply relieved, the black body The night air flowed faster and faster, as if the whole person suddenly turned into a reverse vortex and was dissipating.
"Whether you take the Sun Moon Pill or fight with your life, you must stop them from burning incense for me!"
The last sentence came out in a low voice, and drifted to the ears of the little sage of the gods.
Now these little sages of the gods are clearly at the end of their battles, and he actually wants to force them to last for another incense stick of time.
Upon hearing this order, the little sages of the gods' courts already secretly turned bitter, and despair appeared in their eyes.
It's just that since the son of the Ye clan has already said so, look at Taiyuan, the descendant of the Ming clan who has taken the Sun Moon Pill and seems to be more powerful than before being abolished, they have to ruthlessly heartbroken...
The God Son of the Ye Clan had planned it long ago, so he wouldn't allow himself to escape at all, right
"Little Bald Lu, stop him..."
Except for the last sentence, all other actions of the Ye clan god son are extremely hidden, and it is difficult to be discovered, but Fang Xing still knows him too well after all, even in the fierce battle with the descendant of the little fairy world, he has always been separated. A ray of divine sense was watching him, especially when the son of the Ye clan took out the five Banlan banners, he suddenly felt a certain familiar aura from them. What Xinya felt, obviously, was the relic of the destroyed Prisoner Xinya...
"The son of the Ye Clan must have other plans, otherwise it would be impossible to be so low-key..."
This discovery made Fang Xing desperate, severely shocked the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm, and then turned his head and shouted.
"I've been watching him for a long time!"
Shenxiu's voice suddenly resounded, and it actually resounded through the void.
It seems that he is still sitting cross-legged hundreds of feet away from the Ye Clan God Son, but suddenly the voice resounds behind the Ye Clan God Son, but it is the incarnation that has been revealed in front of people, and the real body has been lurking early. As early as when Fang Xing opened his mouth to remind, he also noticed something was wrong, touched it quietly, took out a huge wooden fish from his sleeve, and knocked it down hard...