Chapter 666: Retreat in vain

"Hateful! I grabbed you, I had to pick your skin!"

The master of the Qingxuan Holy Land roared angrily, and the loss of a Shinto master was not only heartbroken, but also humiliating.

Chiqiu said: "Urge the warship and directly smash this formation." ”

It is unforgivable to dare to provoke the Holy Land.

The Qingyun warship instantly magnified three times, releasing a terrifying aura, and the blue light was like lightning, bombarding the Qidou Nine Returning Formation, instantly triggering a counterattack.

The tumbling black clouds bloomed like refinement, gathering the most terrifying evil power of the Blue Spring Demon River, which could corrode all pure yang qi.

The cyan lightning struck the black cloud, and after one, two, and three turns, it suddenly dimmed and faded.

Such an attack is not a threat to Qi Doujiu's return formation, it must be a stronger and more ferocious attack.

"Everyone shot together, broke through this formation first, and captured Lu Yu. ”

The masters of the Qingxuan Holy Land shouted, the Holy Sword Pavilion and the Snowy Holy Gate were not easy to refuse, and they each urged the warships to attack.

On the fourth warship where the Holy Son and Holy Maiden were located, everyone was paying attention to and discussing.

Qing Yu looked resentful and said coldly: "This Lu Yu is simply arrogant to death. ”

Chiqiu snorted: "It's just an ant, if he dares to fight me head-on, I can torture him to death with one finger." ”

The corners of Zhuang Qi's mouth raised slightly, and he said proudly: "Just him, he is not qualified to do anything with us." ”

Du Xuelian glanced at the three holy sons, and a trace of coldness flashed in her indifferent eyes.

If it weren't for her concerns, she would have slaughtered the three of them with her own hands.

Fan Yingxue chuckled: "It's just a flea, why be angry about him." ”

Du Xuelian said coldly: "I can't catch fleas, I don't know whose face is being lost?"

Right now, the three major holy sects are gathered here, if they can't even catch a single Lu Yu, they will really laugh to death if they say it.

Xuan Ye glanced at Du Xuelian and said indifferently: "This formation can't protect him for long." ”

Lu Yu is concerned about the heart of the Holy Mountain, and the three factions are determined to win him.

However, Qi Dou Jiu's return formation was really evil, and the three battlefields attacked at the same time, but they couldn't attack it.

The Blue Spring Demon River was boiling, and its magic power was turbulent, like a giant dragon, and someone was hitting its body.

Inside the array, Yimeng looked overhead, the rolling black fog obscured his vision, and he couldn't see the situation in mid-air, but he could guess a thing or two.

"How long do you think it will last?"

Lu Yu said with a smile: "Don't worry, if they do whatever it takes, they can indeed break through the defense of the formation, but they don't dare to do so." ”

Everyone else is grasping their cultivation, there is an inexhaustible amount of energy within the formation, and the land battle has entered the realm of Yuanwu.

Yimeng glanced at Lu Yu, temporarily put everything down, pillars of light wrapped around her, and a large amount of divine energy swarmed towards her, forming an energy body.

Lu Yu also began to cultivate, once his Baichuan dragon vein was activated, it was like a divine dragon's mind, and the sound of a dragon's chant came out of his body, echoing in this area.

In the dantian divine aperture, the Nine Dragon Roots are like the Heavenly Divine Pillar, standing up to the sky, automatically activating Lu Yu's divine body, and frantically devouring the divine power of the Blue Spring Demon River.

In mid-air, the three major warships bombarded wildly for a quarter of an hour, and they were in vain, which made the masters of the three factions a little shocked.

"This formation is a bit evil, it seems that you have to show real skills. ”

"Join forces and I won't be able to resist it. ”

The master of the Holy Sword Pavilion came up with an idea, and the three factions of the strongest masters urged the supreme artifact at the same time to perform a thunderous blow.

Yin Lizhu frowned slightly, she was not very happy, but it was inconvenient to refuse.

Fan Lirong agreed, she was quite concerned about the heart of the holy mountain.

In this way, the three parties sent powerful masters, and at the same time urged the three major artifacts to release a terrifying light that destroyed the mountains and rivers, and bombarded the Qi Dou Jiu Returning Formation.

At that moment, the earthquake trembled, and the mountains and rivers wailed.

The huge Blue Spring Demon River was boiling, and the river water splashed dozens of feet high, as if a black dragon was turning over.

Within the formation, all the people who were cultivating were awakened, because the blow of the three factions was indeed terrifying, almost tearing through the defense of the formation, and only the last point was missing.

"Come again!"

The master of the Holy Sword Pavilion swallowed mountains and rivers angrily, preparing for a second attack.

At this moment, a Ling Tian's might descended instantly.

Lu Yu felt the terrifying aura and said with a smile: "It's time for the show." ”

Yi Meng realized something, and scolded with a smile: "You are really cunning. ”

On the Qianzhang altar, the white-clothed scribe was awakened, and his cold eyes swept over the three warships, and a fierce murderous aura descended in an instant.

It's like polar ice, which makes people chill all over the body.

The face of the master of the Qingxuan Holy Land changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "It's not good, he wants to interfere." ”

Fan Lirong of the Snowy Holy Gate had a gloomy face, looked at the white-clothed scribe on the Qianzhang altar, and asked, "Why are you meddling?"

The white-clothed scribe's cold eyes swept over the masters of the three factions, and said coldly, "Your strong attack will destroy the Blue Spring Demon River and have a great impact on the altar. ”

The master of the Holy Sword Pavilion asked, "Are you from the Southern Barbarian Continent?"

"It's not!"

"Since it's not, why do you care about the Blue Spring Demon River, why do you want to lure the Poor Qi into the Battle Spirit Continent?"

This point has never been understood, and it is very puzzling.

The white-clothed scribe looked at the sky, and his body was murderous.

"I want the Poor Strange to come in because there is my enemy on the Poor Strange!"

That's why, everyone was taken aback.

In order to take revenge, the white-clothed scribe did not hesitate to risk the condemnation of the world and lure the wolf into the house, which is simply crazy.

"If you do that, you won't be afraid of being spurned and become a sinner for the ages?"

"That's my business, and you're not qualified to make irresponsible remarks in front of me. Get out of here now, whoever dares to destroy the Blue Spring Demon River, I will kill whoever they want!"

The white-clothed scribe was a little paranoid, and the cold murderous aura made the sky begin to snow.

The master of the Holy Sword Pavilion laughed angrily, "Do you think we are afraid of you?"

The master of the Qingxuan Holy Land hurriedly persuaded: "Friend of the Sword Gate, don't ask Lu Man, this guy is very powerful, and he is a top powerhouse in the Divine Environment Realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, the masters of the Holy Sword Pavilion were immediately silenced.

On the War Spirit Continent, the person with the highest realm is the God Environment Realm, and the person who can rank among the top powerhouses in this field is the dominant figure on the War Spirit Continent, and he belongs to the invincible existence.

Although the Holy Sword Pavilion is powerful, these people in front of them are also self-aware, unless the strongest master of the Sword Pavilion arrives, the white-clothed scribe can't afford to provoke him.

Yin Lizhu frowned and muttered: "It seems that we underestimated Lu Yu, and he had already calculated it." ”

"It's really annoying to me!"

The three factions didn't dare to act rashly, and they couldn't offend the white-clothed scribe for the sake of a Lu Yu, because the Qingxuan Holy Land had already damaged the three powerhouses.

"Let's go back and discuss it first, if we can break this formation, we can also hold Lu Yu. ”

The attitude of the white-clothed scribe was very clear, he did not want to protect Lu Yu, but did not allow anyone to destroy the Blue Spring Demon River.

Lu Yu's Super Fighting Nine Formation was rooted in the Blue Spring Demon River, and they were one with each other.

Once this array is destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying the Blue Spring Demon River, so the white-clothed scribe will stop it.