Chapter 487: The Power of the Phantom Array

"Squeak squeak!" With the rotation of the turntable, the scene in the big array changed sharply, and the pieces of wind blades immediately disappeared invisible, who knew that what appeared was a magical world, with flowers and grass, mountains and waters, and the warm sun shining on the earth, and everyone was warm, as if returning to their childhood, back to that carefree life, and back to their parents and relatives.

After a burst of smoke, the girls with flowers and branches, the handsome guys who have not taken off their childishness, or Nana, or the heroic posture walked out.

Their faces were filled with youthful and carefree smiles, which made the whole space light up.

A hormonal swelling smell spread faintly, making everyone in the big array blood swell, and their bodies were filled with infinite power.

"This is Lao Tzu!"

"Don't rob it, it's my aunt's!"

The disciples of the three sects, who had recovered from the fright, finally saw the benefits, and they rolled up their arms and sleeves and pounced on those girls and handsome guys.

Suddenly, a terrible roar broke the lively scene, and in the distance, there was a loud bang, and groups of ugly monsters rushed towards here, and the smoke rose hundreds of feet high.

"Quick, fend off the monsters!"

The old man of the Tiger Sect roared, jumped up first, and slapped angrily at the monster. He hated it so much in his heart, and was about to carry out the most primitive activities of human beings, but was interrupted by these ugly things.

He just wanted to kill those monsters as quickly as possible and get the unfinished business to the end.

His eyes were already red, the blood flow was accelerating, and his heart was pounding, if this evil fire was not vented as soon as possible, it would definitely affect his happiness in the future.

Therefore, he is not ambiguous at all, it can be said that he sees blood in his palms and flesh in his fists.

In less than three breaths, the corpses of monsters were piled up in front of him.

But there are more and more monsters, roughly estimated to be more than six hundred, and the cultivation is also getting higher and higher, and the cultivation of the three-headed monster has actually reached the height of the peak of the ninth-order Great Demon Venerable, but this is not difficult for this old man at all.

"Death to the Emperor!"

He let out a loud roar, and took out a pitch-black magic spear from the storage bag, and the thirty forbidden ones lit up, and it turned out to be a holy treasure.

With a gun in hand, the old man's momentum rose sharply, he either chopped or stabbed or picked or smashed, and the black magic spear seemed to be endowed with a soul by him, invincible.

Those monsters were dying and dying, and in less than ten breaths, all the monsters were killed by him, even the three monsters at the peak of the Ninth Order Great Demon Venerable were not spared, and they were disemboweled by him one by one, and the death was extremely tragic.

"Hahaha!

He threw the magic spear to the ground, held the magic spear in his hand, and let out a hearty laugh with satisfaction, but when he looked back for the young girls, he found that there was no trace of them, only a big man and an old woman looking at him like fools.

"You broke the formation?"

He looked at the two accomplices in amazement.

"It's all good work from you!"

The old woman did not answer his question, but spoke with a cold face and anger.

"What good things did the emperor do?

The old man, the second monk, couldn't figure out his head.

"Look back, what the hell did you do?!"

The big man spoke angrily, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he looked at the old man in front of him as if he were looking at a dead man.

"What the hell is going on?"

The old man looked back, and couldn't help but kick back a dozen steps, he shook his head, and opened his eyes again.

If he kills like numbness, ordinary life and death will hardly have any impact on it, but when he sees this scene in front of him, he can't help but gasp, feeling his scalp tingle, and a cold wind coming out of his back spine.

What kind of scene is that?

I saw corpses everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the death of those people was extremely ugly, some were slapped into pulp, some heads were slapped into cavities, and even worse, three monks were disemboweled, and their internal organs flowed all over the ground.

These are not the most important things, the most important thing is that these dead people are all disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Tiger Sect, and the Frost Qing Sect.

That is, the disciples of the three sects who were trapped in the dragon trapping and killing the great array with these old men.

"I killed all these people?"

The old man looked at his hands dejectedly, and until this moment, he could not believe the facts before him.

"Is there anyone else here besides you?"

The old woman had a cold face, "I said Lao Bian, I really didn't expect you to be so cruel to your own people, look at how you explain to our Frost Qing Sect's sect master!"

"Fake, it's all fake!"

The old man named Lao Bian muttered, he was about to go crazy, "The monsters I killed were obviously those monsters, how could they become the disciples of the three sects that I brought?"

He clutched his head with both hands, feeling like his head was going to explode.

As soon as she saw that the two strong men in the void wanted to break the formation together, she keenly felt that according to the cultivation of the Demon Emperor's rank, she was afraid that the big array she didn't have could last for twenty breaths, so she twisted the array and gave the trapped people in the formation a super psychedelic array.

She estimated that although the old man was a Demon Emperor-level cultivator, his spiritual strength was generally low, and he probably couldn't see through the essence of this psychedelic array, and after taking the risk of trying, he actually received unexpected results.

As the saying goes, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and the death of those disciples of the three sects in the hands of their own people can be regarded as their retribution.

The most important one is that he planted a thorn between the Tiger Sect and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and the Frost Qing Sect, as for when this thorn will be most effective, it is not a matter for her to consider.

The three enemies were fooled.

But now is not the time for her to think about these things, because they always have a sober moment, if the three powerhouses of the Demon Emperor rank join forces to break the formation, although the defense formation and killing formation of the Mu Zi faction are laid by Mu Zifeng, claiming to be able to resist the attacks of the Demon Emperor level powerhouses, but can they prevent these three people?

The first thing now is to quickly strengthen the formation, and when necessary, cover the safe transfer of all the people of the Mu Zi faction.

Sure enough, without the effort of tea, the three powerhouses of the Demon Emperor rank seemed to have reached some agreement, and they stared at the Mu Zi faction viciously with eyes like copper bells.

"Don't mess up, each guard a corner of the big array, and assist Sect Master Yun to defend the array!

Li Shichun raised the magic knife in his hand, and a look of determination flashed on his face.

"Life is a member of the Muzi faction, death is the heroic soul of the Muzi faction!"

300,000 Mu Zi sent strong people above the demon king to shout together!

Yun Manyao and Xin'er are impressively listed!

I haven't seen each other for more than a year, these two little girls have grown a lot taller, and they can vaguely see the posture of the slim little beauty.

Especially Xin'er, when Mu Zifeng left, she was the cultivation of the first-order immortal king, and now she has grown into the cultivation of the peak of the third-order immortal king, and she has crossed two small realms.

Don't underestimate these two small realms, if you normally separate the immortal yuan from the demonic qi for cultivation, don't want to reach this height in ten or eight years, it seems that this little girl must have encountered some chance.

At this time, Yun Meng's face was solemn, Mu Zifeng handed over his parents and sister to his hands, if they made a mistake, how could she be worthy of Mu Zifeng?

"Even if it's death, you have to pull a cushion!"

She secretly decided that if the big array was broken, she would definitely blow herself up with one of the three old guys and die together.

At this time, he suddenly remembered Mu Zifeng's thin, handsome, and resolute face.

"Brother Zifeng, it's good to meet you in this life, if there is an afterlife, Yun'er still wants to meet you!"

A tear also rolled down her cheek.

"Alas!" she laughed miserably, reaching out to wipe the tears from her cheeks, her eyes overflowing with fortitude again.

Her hands were linked, and one by one the prohibitions were also arranged by him, even if she couldn't guarantee that this Mu Zi faction was thorough, she had to make these people feel bad.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the defense array of the Mu Zi faction trembled, and it was the three old guys who were jointly breaking the formation.

"Hold on!"

Yun Meng flew high into the air, holding a formation flag in her hand, where is the lowest defense of this big array, she knows it well, the magic crystal was moved to the center of that array by the disciples of the Mu Zi faction as if she didn't want money, effectively maintaining the normal operation of the big array.

"Mu Zifeng, you shrunken turtle, do you know how to hide in the formation? If you have the ability, you will get out of the emperor, and the emperor will fight you for three hundred rounds!"

The big man tore open his stuffy throat and shouted angrily, and the sound was like rolling thunder, reaching every corner of Eagle Mountain.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With the attack of the three old men, the entire Eagle Mountain seemed to have an earthquake, and even the earth was trembling, and some of the leaves of the demon tree that had not fallen were falling in a flutter, and after more than a dozen breaths, the entire Demon Tree on the Eagle Mountain became bare.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The attacks of the three of them became more and more intensive, and the large array of fluorescence became darker and darker, as if it would be shattered at any time, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as stormy.

With each attack of the three of them, a large number of disciples of the Mu Zi Sect spurted a bloody arrow from their mouths, or they were seriously injured and unconscious, or they lost their combat effectiveness.

That's the damage caused by the power backlash.

But these disciples of the Muzi Sect are like wolves who are not afraid of life and death, one group fell, and the other group immediately came up, and they had already put life and death aside.

Yes, there are no eggs under the nest?

If the Muzi faction is defeated, they will also lose the home they rely on to survive, and fight for their homeland, even if they die, they will die as they deserve.

"Deputy Sect Master, our magic crystals are not enough!"

Suddenly, a Yutang disciple ran to Yun Meng with a panicked expression and said loudly.