Tongjue nodded, drew out his peach wood sword, and took the first position, which showed that he wanted to leave the position of presiding over the formation to me. But Tongxuan, that bastard, took a step forward and took the first position, leaving the position to me. Damn him, I don't have time to get angry with him now, I have to set up the formation quickly and take the position.
Tianwei is the host of the formation, driving the changes in the formation. Fortunately, Tongxuan is a disciple of Maoshan and is very familiar with the evolution of this formation. He immediately raised his sword to start the formation. The three of them changed positions and surrounded Tongwu in the middle. They stepped on the Gang step, held two peach wood swords and a copper coin sword, chanted spells, and the power of my sword dance was more than two or three times greater than that of my own.
The Dao Qi in the formation was so strong that it immediately suppressed Tong Wu's swollen face a little, but the green light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. This proved that the bitches were now using all their strength to compete with us, just like arm wrestling.
Even though the ghost magic is powerful, after all, good cannot prevail over evil. Two authentic Maoshan disciples partnered with me, and soon, with the accumulation of Taoist energy, Tongwu's face slowly recovered to its original state. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Looking at this situation, the bitch has no chance of wearing us out, but we have the chance to force them out. It's just a matter of time. Be patient and you will succeed.
But Tongxuan had a bad temper, and the Sancai formation changed quickly, and the sword danced non-stop. Tongjue couldn't hold on for a while, and his face was covered with sweat, looking very painful. Tongxuan gritted his teeth, swung his sword and stabbed Tongwu's chest, "Second uncle, this time you know not to stab people's spiritual points?"
His reckless behavior shocked me and Tong Jue at the same time. The situation is particularly favorable for us now. The bitches are trapped in the Sancai formation, unable to get out and dare not counterattack, because if they move, the formation will change accordingly, and they will dig a pit and wait for them to come to the door. Taking action now is equivalent to destroying the formation and giving the other party a big gift.
But the three of us were in three different locations and it was too late to stop them. We were so anxious that we could only stare blankly.
With a "bang", Tongxuan was knocked back, and the copper coin sword also broke into pieces of copper coins and scattered all over the ground. Just then, this kid flew over my head, and I jumped up to grab him, quickly put him on the ground, and handed him the peach wood sword. Then I bent down and grabbed a handful of copper coins from the ground, added the ones in my pocket, and ran towards the heavenly position while stringing the copper coins with a red rope, biting my finger, smearing blood on the copper coins, and then shaking it into a copper coin sword, which was done cleanly and neatly.
"Keep calm and continue setting up the formation!" I shouted to Tongxuan, who had a shameful look on his face, and danced with my sword to encourage the two brothers to change their formation.
But Tongjue's steps were staggering, and it seemed that he could not hold on for much longer, which made me start to worry. If he fell, we would all die. I looked back at Shen Bing, she was still unconscious, otherwise she could barely make up the number.
"If you continue like this, you will surely die!" Xuan Zhen, the old man with the big nose, warned me again in my ear.
I sighed, "You don't need me to tell you, I already know it, but what can I do?" I didn't say anything, Xuan Zhen said, "I learned a unique magic spell called 'Soul Transformation into Azure' from your ancestor a few days ago. Today, I will use my soul to help you get through this difficult time!"
I was stunned when I heard this. What does that mean? Are you going to use your soul as a Qingming arrow to shoot the twelve dead bitches