Tao and Wei seemed to be taken by the momentum, standing motionless in place, and the sharp blade that came in front of them instantly engulfed them! A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Confucian Taoist cultivator in mid-air. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But his face immediately became very ugly! Tao Nerd and Wei Xiaopang seemed to have turned into spirits, and the sharp blades passing through their bodies only made them blurry for a while, but they still stood there dumbfounded and motionless, and there were no scars on their bodies!

"Damn! When did these two juniors lay out the four battles? He immediately figured out the joint, and the long sword in his hand swung behind him, and the volley shook in the air.

"Corpses, Zhujing Temple!" With the song, a Jingguan made of corpses and bones appeared behind him again, just in the middle of the sharp blades and poisonous miasma that were roaring towards him, and the heaven and earth vitality condensed by his two songs collided fiercely behind him, making a loud noise, like fireworks blooming, the sky was full of broken bones and souls, and kept falling from his side, and he was embarrassed for a while!

"Finally caught up!" Wei Xiaopang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, muttered to himself, and sat on the ground and began to recover his mana.

I saw that with the wind wheel as the center, there were three array flags set up on the ground divided into three talents, and there was also a formation flag at the top of the heads of the Confucian Taoist cultivators in mid-air, and the heaven and earth vitality formed a closed triangular pyramid between the array flags. The Tao nerd sat in front of him, with a small bright yellow formation flag floating on his chest, concentrating on maintaining the formation.

The real purpose of the green mist miasma just now is to give Tao Nerd a chance to avoid the opponent's divine consciousness and set up a formation flag on the ground, and the last one is to use the whirlwind momentum of the wind wheel to spread it on the top of the opponent's head!

The Confucian immortal cultivator who was trapped in the formation had a gloomy face, sitting on the heavenly horse and did not make another move, his eyes flashing, and he was thinking hard about countermeasures. Trapped in the Four Formations, the final target of all attacks will become itself. I don't know the location of the formation flag, it is almost impossible to break the formation strongly, but in the same way, the outside world can't attack the people inside! In other words, the Four Absolute Formations are purely formations set up to trap the people in the formation.

Are they so confident in their peers? As soon as I thought that I would have to rely on the help of the color embryo or the monk to get out of trouble for a while, the hatred for the two juniors in front of me in my heart was even deeper! I just hope that the Confucian Taoist guy on the other side will run out of vitality soon.

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"Giggles! Little lady, don't struggle, as long as you nod, I will cover you in the future, and you will have as many refining materials as you want! "Put away the longevity shield that hinders the image, and I can't help but feel a little reluctant in my heart. Although the image is not good, he has saved his life several times, and this time he did not check the entry of the Momen disciples, and he had to use the technique of injury, but he abolished this magic weapon.

Fortunately, there is a Mobao who has refined into the wind and supernatural powers, which is enough to make up for the loss this time. At this time, thinking of his simple and graceful figure and cute appearance, the overlord only felt that his lower abdomen was like a flame burning, and his heart was itching for a while, and the mana under his feet was urged, and the sword flew down.

"I thought you wouldn't come out of the turtle shell!"

A simple and wonderful voice came from under Mobao Xiaobai's body, and a jade hand stretched out from under Xiaobai's body as she spoke, and her open five fingers slowly clenched into fists, and with her movements, several thin silk threads flashed between her fingers, and the body of the overlord in the sky was shattered into pieces, and there was still an obscene smile on his face.

Momen Battle Skill: Coiling Silk Array!

Just now, she took the opportunity of the arrow to spread around the body of the overlord, and the silk thread made of the silk of the hundred-year-old snow spider combined with her own hair is difficult to see with the naked eye, and the sword is difficult to hurt, if it is not a keen six senses, or an immortal cultivator who specializes in cultivating soul power, it is difficult to find.

Crawling out from under Mobao Xiaobai's body in a bit of embarrassment, the Momen armament on his body was already devastated, and most of them had been scrapped! The snow-white skin is also covered with blood holes, if it weren't for the arms to protect the face, it is estimated that Ruhua's appearance will be ruined. Fortunately, the power was dispersed when the thousand waterfalls exploded, and Xiaobai also came in time, so he only suffered some flesh wounds, but did not hurt his muscles and bones, but Xiaobai was about to overhaul it.

First put Mobao Xiaobai back into the storage equipment, briefly treated the wound, looked at the direction, Jian Miaomiao did not have a weapon to save soul power, and shot in the direction of the fierce battle of his companions with the Feiyan body method.

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"Ruyi!"

The power of the overlord and the trembling power were launched at the same time, and the dragon lock shook endlessly, but he couldn't break the lock for a while, and seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Wukong summoned his last resort, but he forgot to transform! Ruyi appeared on the top of his head in the image of a wooden fish used in daily chanting.

"Bell!"

The convenient shovel is knocking on the top of the wooden fish, and the sound of gold and iron is like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and the sound shocks the four fields! Wukong only felt that his divine soul was shaking, and Ah Qi, who was cultivating in the Divine Court, suddenly opened his eyes. The wooden fish was shaken out of cracks, and one by one the golden characters of the Buddhist text broke out of the body and directly integrated into the convenient shovel!

"Buddha Treasure!"

The face of the Buddhist cultivator changed greatly, and he retreated, but it was a pity that the Buddha characters and golden inscriptions that came out of the wooden fish were like gangrene attached to the bones, and they were constantly integrated into the convenient shovel in his hand. The unjust souls in the convenience shovel let out a howl of joy, wrapped in black qi, and broke free from the convenience shovel one after another, circling around the bodies of Wukong and the Buddhist cultivators.

Wukong's body automatically appeared on the Buddha again, and the unjust soul was terrified and did not dare to get close. The eyes full of resentment gradually converged on the body of the Buddhist cultivator, and as if they had seen a delicious snack, they rushed towards him.

The Buddha cultivator of the Buddhist sect is in a hurry, forming a shield outside the body, and the soul cannot enter the body for a while, because the shield has no Buddhist text, but it will not be frightened, but it will not be frightened, but it will not be wailed, but it will not stay away.

The Buddhist cultivator tightened the shovel in his hand, and threw himself towards Wukong, bent on destroying the owner of the Buddha treasure, and Wukong, who couldn't move, could only watch the cold light of the shovel head getting closer and closer to him.

Ah Qi in the Divine Court suddenly made a pursed lip movement at this time, but he didn't make any sound, Wukong was wondering, but the Buddhist immortal cultivator in front of him suddenly threw the convenient shovel in his hand, hugged his head and fell to the ground, letting out a wail, rolling and rolling. The outer shield lost the support of the Buddha's power, and instantly dissipated without a trace, and the unjust souls rushed to him!

In front of the unjust souls, the Buddhist immortal cultivators seemed to have no physical spirits, allowing them to come and go, shuttling inside and outside the body, and every wisp of the unjust soul that left his body faded a little, as if he had left something in his body. The consciousness of the Buddhist immortal cultivator gradually blurred, no longer falling to the ground and holding his head, but slowly floating in a large shape, only the whites of his eyes remained, his skin was gradually covered with black gas, and his facial expression was painful.

"Nam no Amitabha Night, Dotagadha Night, Dodi Night He ......"

Wukong's eyes showed unbearable meaning, his eyes closed slightly, and he began to chant the mantra of death.

The souls were stunned, their faces were confused, their eyes slowly turned to Wukong, and their smoke-like bodies gradually converged on Wukong's side, and the Buddhist immortal cultivator who had lost his support fell to the ground, but he still didn't wake up.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

At this time, several arrows broke through the air, and directly sank into the faces, hearts, and other vital places of the Buddhist cultivators on the ground! There are also a few that explode directly at the root of the penny-shaped prison stake. Wukong, who had regained his freedom, opened his eyes and flew towards the simple and wonderful forehead, and sat cross-legged with his chains in this way, continuing to chant the mantra of the past.

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"How are you?" Hearing the sound of his clothes breaking through the air, Wei Xiaopang grabbed the sword charm, got up and turned his head to look, but it was simple and wonderful, and asked with a smile.

"It's okay! Wukong's side has also been done, and he will be able to come in a while! Seeing that Tao and Wei were fine, Jian Miaomiao put down the big stone in her heart, sat on the ground very unimpressively, and began to recover her soul power.

"This kid is okay! In the face of a fellow Daoist cultivator who was two levels higher than him, he was able to resist for so long. The pressure in Wei Xiaopang's heart suddenly subsided, and he said enviously, his words were extremely relaxed. Thinking that it was Jian Miaomiao's help that Wukong finally defeated the opponent, Jian Miaomiao, who was eager to recover her soul power, did not explain.

"Let's do it when it's almost recovered! I'm running out of energy. Tao Nerd spoke, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he was also overjoyed.

"Hold on a little longer, wait for Wukong's meat shield to come back and then do it, don't end up capsizing in the gutter!"

Wei Xiaopang didn't have a backache when he stood and talked, and sat down next to Jian Miaomiao as he spoke, smelling the natural aroma emanating from her, with a comfortable face. Tao nerd rolled his eyes, and almost threw the formation flag on his chest in anger, but he also knew that this kid was right, so he had to continue to concentrate and maintain the formation.

Fortunately, Wukong's Buddhism is exquisite, and it doesn't take long to cross the soul, and it takes less than a pillar of incense to drag the chains, and he runs away - he is also worried about his teammates who are in a hard fight!

"Wukong's image is good!"

Wei Xiaopang saw that Wukong's body was tied to chains, and half a stone pile was dragged behind each one, and he couldn't help but quip. Wukong glanced at him and didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to the Confucian Taoist immortal cultivator in mid-air.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing his teammates gathered, Tao Nerd clamped the small array flag on his chest with both hands, and the four array flags that formed the Four Absolute Formations continued to shrink in the shaking, and finally became the same size as the one in his hand, and broke through the air and returned to Tao Nerd's hands.

"Two idiots!"

Seeing that the four of them were there, knowing that the color embryo and the monk were more auspicious, the Confucian immortal cultivator scolded in a low voice, and turned around and wanted to escape! But he felt that the sky was dark, and when he looked up, he saw a green magic weapon smashing towards his head like covering the sky and the sun!

"Blue brick print! Shoot me dead, I want to run after pretending! ”

Wei Xiaopang pointed his sword at his chest, constantly injecting mana into the magic weapon in the air, and shouted in his mouth.

"None, blood ......"

The fierce color in the eyes of the Confucian immortal cultivator flashed, and he stroked the hilt of the sword with his hand, chanting the song in his mouth, and wanted to use the technique of drawing the sword again.

"Goku! Go! ”

At this time, Jian Miaomiao had already summoned her soul, grabbed Goku's arm, and threw him out with her Hercules powers.

After the battle just now, coupled with Wei Xiaopang's technique, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was already very thin, and it had not been replenished for a while, so the Confucian immortal cultivator's momentum this time was very slow, and before he finished it, he saw an iron chain directly wrapped around his wrist.

"Slash!"

Seeing that he didn't have a chance to complete the song and gather momentum, the Confucian immortal cultivator directly drew his sword out of the sheath, and the remaining heaven and earth vitality formed a huge blade that broke through the air in front of his sword, and directly slashed towards Wukong, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to dodge.