It was originally one of the most difficult formations among the ten formations. Zhuxiu Nanzhan was even prepared to kill a few people, but he never expected that Li Ying's attack...or kicked out by Li Hongyi ... and it became like this, the Yin forbidden slaves all over the sky rushed towards him like crazy, completely ignoring the juniors of Nan Zhan here, they were originally breakers, but now they are just spectators of.
"He...he will be fine..."
Seeing how Li Ying was being overwhelmed by groups of Sanu scrambling to attack, someone couldn't help asking questions.
In addition, everyone also looked at Li Hongyi, there was no other way, the scene was too miserable, I couldn't bear it!
"It will be fine, in terms of fierceness, he is much more fierce than that little innocent soul!"
Li Hongyi opened his mouth lightly, then glanced at the battlefield, judged the situation clearly, and said in a deep voice: "He is incompatible with the attributes of these ghosts. After contact, the winner will be decided. These ghosts have no time to take care of us, so they took the opportunity to break through the barrier !"
With a stern voice, he flew into the air, and rushed straight to the other end of the formation like a changeable red robe.
Seeing this appearance, the other cultivators also knew that it was a good opportunity, so they all flew over and rushed forward after her.
The most powerful part of the seventh formation is not the defenders, but these ghosts. After the ghosts are lured away, the formation is like a naked little beauty lying on the bed, waiting for them to cook the raw rice. Yes, what a rare opportunity!
"Wow, you bastards, do you really think your ghost grandpa is easy to bully?"
Just when all the cultivators rushed down to break through the formation, they suddenly heard Li Ying roaring loudly, as if being panicked by a group of Yin forbidden evil slaves, with a strange cry, he suddenly changed into a He looked like an evil ghost, haunted by ghostly aura, his eyes were like red lights, his mouth was wide open, his ears were cracked, and his fangs were exposed. He grabbed a slave next to him and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.
"Wow wow wow..."
He became fierce, captured, killed and tore Sha Nu with both hands, shredded Shanu and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.
This scene horrified all the cultivators.
"This little ghost king is indeed more fierce than these ghosts..."
"Compared to him, these ghosts are so pleasing to the eye..."
Only then did I understand why Li Hongyi wasn't worried that Li Ying would suffer. If a tiger was thrown into the flock, what would be the disadvantage
"How could this be... my Sha Nu..."
At this moment, the old red-robed cultivator guarding the formation was also extremely shocked. These one hundred ghosts were all made by him in search of suitable wronged souls, and spent a lot of energy in refining them. It can be said that he worked hard for most of his life. So, when the five elders broke into the formation, the old monster Wan Luo chatted about being a teenager, charged and killed more than forty of them, and now this group of Nanzhan juniors are so difficult to deal with, where is that fierce and inexplicable little monster? It came out, why do you eat the ghosts that you worked so hard to make as snacks
This loss was unbearable, the red-robed old Xiu didn't even think about it, he waved the flag vigorously: "Stop, stop, pass, pass..."
"Huh? Cleared?"
All the cultivators of Nan Zhan stood there dumbfounded, and could hardly believe their ears!
This has not even begun to break the formation, and the defenders have surrendered
Some people even thought it was the suspicious strategy of the red-robed old repairer, but seeing him dissipate the smoke very quickly, they believed that he had really surrendered. His move even made Nan Nan who was about to kill Junior Zhan was a little stunned, and a faint sense of loss rose in his heart. From the first round to the seventh round, it can be regarded as the weakest round.
At the foot of Fengchan Mountain, everyone was stunned, and some people even scolded in disdain. They all felt that this old thing had too little guts and weakened the prestige of Shenzhou. The old Youzi, who has lived for nearly a thousand years, sees the opportunity quickly, admits defeat decisively, and has the smallest loss. From the first to the seventh formation, all the defenders suffered heavy casualties and huge losses. The Yun family, the Wen family and the Lingqiao sect, He was almost wiped out, only one of his subordinates was not harmed.
"Wow… "
On the other hand, Li Ying at this time seemed to have gone mad, with a ghostly aura all over his body, sharp fangs, and after swallowing dozens of Yin forbidden evil slaves, he was still not full. Xiu moved back with no breath, he had no prey, but he still looked fierce, roaring in the air like a spiritless monster, the breath on his body was shocking, his cold eyes swept around, and finally It landed on Nan Zhan Zhuxiu, who was closer to him, and rushed over screaming.
"Going crazy?"
"His aura is indeed more terrifying than those ghosts..."
The fierce wind and evil spirit shocked the junior Zhu Nanzhan, and his heart felt cold, and he retreated subconsciously.
"It's too ugly, change back for me!"
All the cultivators were terrified, but Li Hongyi showed no sign of fear, and rushed up to the demon-like Li Ying, not afraid of the ghostly aura on Li Ying's body, but his slender jade legs were like an iron whip, holding it high Over the top, and then slashed down like a big axe, and with a "bang", the yelling Li Ying fell down, with such force, it is estimated that even the mountain was split in half.
When all the cultivators saw this scene, they couldn't help but trembled in their hearts.
"Woo... Aw..."
Li Ying fell for a while, but immediately rushed up again, without being injured at all.
Li Hongyi clenched his slender fingers into fists, and bumped them together: "You dare to yell at me, it looks like I haven't taught you a lesson for several years, have you forgotten what it feels like!"
boom!
She rushed up to face Li Ying, and hit Li Ying's face with a punch, knocking Li Ying into the air, and then her fists and feet crackled like punching sandbags, and Li Ying was thrown straight into the air. He was beaten from the air to the ground, and then flew from the ground to the air. Fang Xing and Da Jinwu shrank their heads at such a miserable appearance.
Speaking of it, Li Ying at this time is really terrifying, with a ghostly aura, cold and strange, and inexplicably ferocious, dozens of times stronger than those Yin forbidden slaves, but Li Hongyi seems not to be afraid of those ghostly auras. It happened to be a little older than Li Ying, and at the same time, Li Ying was insane at this time, and he didn't know how to attack, so he was abused and beaten by her, and he was beaten up...
At the end of the fight, Li Ying no longer screamed, even though his spirituality was concealed by the spirit of a demon, he knew he had escaped. Only then did Li Hongyi put his slender hands together, pinched out a strange formula, and sacrificed at the same time A big black seal hit Li Ying's head hard, with such force and momentum that it seemed as if he wanted to slap him to death, but Li Ying also became dizzy after being hit by this, and there was an appearance on his forehead. It made a milky white imprint, stayed there for a while, then suddenly rolled its eyes, and dropped its head.
"This sister is really willing to do it..."
Seeing this scene, Zhuxiu Nanzhan was relieved at last, and he muttered in his heart, his forehead felt cold.
"I see… "
"I see… "
The two of them spoke suddenly, but Fang Xing and Han Ying, who didn't talk much at ordinary times, were both a little bit embarrassed.
Han Yingdao: "It's no wonder that the third ghost is obviously a demon seed, but he went astray and turned into what he is now..."
Fang Xing also sighed: "No wonder the president is so ugly... This is because he was beaten up since he was a child, he has been deformed..."
The cultivators nearby deeply agreed, and at the same time felt endless sympathy for Li Xiaogui King.
Being greedy for such a sister, not to mention growing into a fierce and crazy devil, she is already very lucky to survive...
"Forehead… "
"Wow… "
After a while, junior Zhu Nanzhan came out, and Li Ying also woke up, but he had returned to his original appearance, as if he had forgotten about the beating just now, sitting in the void with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he was silent with the big Jinwu. Now one of them is belching, and the other is feeling sick. They both seem to be full, but after refining, it is estimated that both of them will get a lot of benefits.
"It's the last three battles!"
Stepping out of the seventh formation, Fang Xing squinted his eyes, crossed his arms and looked towards the large formation ahead.
Behind him, Li Hongyi and Wang Qiong came out at some point, looking at the eighth formation with indifferent and complicated eyes.
"It's the last three battles!"
Down below, the three Taoist masters of the North Third Path, and even the cultivators who watched the battle all had mixed emotions.
Some people's eyes showed unconcealable shock, some people let out a long sigh, and some people's eyes showed poisonous fire, and they secretly cheered up, praying for Zhao Changhe, the little wine fairy who guards the eighth formation, and immediately cast the supreme lightning method , to slaughter this group of daring Nanzhan juniors, and to vent their anger on the Shenzhou monks who lost their lives due to defense.
"This son is not vulgar. If he was born in China, he would be one of the seven sons of the Three Paths!"
After a long while, the old woman of Yin Ling Dao spoke solemnly, looking at Fang Xing's thin figure from a distance, she was quite admiring.
"Perhaps, the ranking is not too low..."
Even the Taoist master of Chunyang Dao sighed lightly and said in a low voice.
"Hehe, after all, Lord Long intends to support the person who is the son of the Taoism of the Four Seas. If he is weak, how can he do it?"
The Talisman Daoist's eyes fell on the eighth formation of Fengchan Mountain, and he said without taking his eyes off: "... However, if he meets Changhe, he will definitely die in this formation!" After a pause, he said in a low voice: "If At the peak, he may not have the capital to fight Chang He, but now, even if he is Song Guichan, the Taoist of Chunyang, he won't have much strength left!"
After hearing his words, the other two Taoist masters did not speak for a while.
From the first battle, they had their own estimates of the little devil's strength and the result of entering the battle, but they were always disrupted by the little devil's unexpected actions. He already understood that even though he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he still hadn't seen through all the trump cards of the little devil. Zhao Changhe, the son of the Talisman of Talisman, defended the eighth formation himself, and it was hard to predict.
So aware of the complex thoughts of the two Taoist masters around him, the Daoist Taoist Fu Qi smiled lightly again, and said, "You don't believe it?"
The two masters of Yin Ling Dao and Chun Yang Dao coughed lightly, but did not answer immediately.
The master of Yin Ling Dao suddenly said: "What if I tell you that I have already passed that thing to him?"
"Shua..."
The faces of the two masters of Yin Ling Dao and Chun Yang Dao changed drastically, and they all turned their heads to look over.
"You mean, the Lingbao who was born and raised?"
The Daoist of Talisman Artifacts smiled without saying a word, with a cheerful look, but a dark light flashed in his eyes.