Before Jiang Bixue and the eight scarecrows rushed to the front, they were able to shake the sky and pinch out a hand, and three figures walked out of the body, and greeted them in the shape of "Pin", fighting against them with one enemy and three enemies. However, he used most of his energy to control the green dragon to attack Zhong Ting, as long as the formation eye was broken, this "Misty Chaos Great Array" would automatically disintegrate.

Although there are many people on Mu Yuan's side, the strength of the attack has always been a little uncoordinated, the "Lost Heaven Chaos Array" is carefully arranged on the mountain, and the formation diagram is extremely complex, and it is not even possible to completely control it by one person, so Yi Youdao needs Jiang Danxin to assist him in taking charge of the array together.

Before Han Di died, the three elders accompanied him to live on the mountain for a few months, perhaps he had expected it, and Han Di unreservedly described the big array in detail, and also pointed out the essence and essentials of it. But this formation is too big, it took thirty years to arrange this set of formations, how can the three elders be able to completely understand it in a few months, if it weren't for Yi Youdao who has been studying the formation all his life, I'm afraid he won't even be able to figure out the essentials.

The most important thing in the formation is to cooperate and tacit understanding, one eye, two ends, three talents, four elephants, five elements, six directions, seven feelings, eight directions, nine positions, ten cadres, eleven dimensions, twelve branches can command well, deploy well, and perfectly combine time, ground, manpower, etc., to exert the greatest effectiveness, but in addition to Yi Youdao, other people's understanding of the formation is high and low, and there is even Jiang Bixue who knows nothing, which greatly limits the effectiveness of the formation.

"When...... While...... When ......"

There was a sudden crisp sound of metal knocking in the bell pavilion, and everyone looked towards it, only to see Tan Xiaosheng holding a delicate copper hammer in his hand, rhythmically striking the edge of the giant bell.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!" The talker laughed and read the poems aloud.

"When is this, how can you still be in the mood to recite poetry!" The snail is a little depressed.

"Stupid, Master is helping!" Yan Xin said, "He is beating the beat with poetry, the ancient words are all accompanied by tunes, and the yin and yang between the lines of the words are frustrated, just like the drums of war, which can make the whole army neat and uniform, offensive and defensive orderly!" ”

"That'...... Shall we follow along? Zheng Bu asked.

"Shut up!" Yan Xin's eyes narrowed, "Military orders can only come from the mouth of one person, the upper orders must be carried out!" If you want to give orders, you must not only have an overall control of the situation, but also be familiar with the advantages and disadvantages of the formation, know everyone's strengths and weaknesses, and memorize ancient poems like a stream, know the rhythm well, and use appropriate words and music to give instructions to play a role! Do you want to follow along, besides goose goose goose, will there be anything else? ”

"You!" Zheng Bu glared, but he was soon deflated, in addition to "goose goose goose", he still remembered "the bright moonlight in front of the bed and two pairs of shoes on the ground", which was what Fu Wei taught him.

Sure enough, after hearing the poem, Mu Yuan and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed, their spirits were lifted, and they swung out all kinds of blades in a neat manner, and the momentum in the formation rose sharply, and the wind was fierce, and Neng Zhentian was directly forced back by as many as three steps, and staggered a few steps before gaining a firm foothold.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

As soon as the poem blurted out, a halo flashed on the two jade disks of Bihua and Rising Sun, and the projection moved forward from the Zhong Pavilion and projected onto the body of the green dragon, nailing it to death, Long Ling'er threw out a long whip, and Mu Yuan swept the meteor hammer in turn. With a "bang", the green dragon was beaten back all of a sudden, and his body flipped in the air, almost breaking apart.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

"Danxin, close the formation!"

Before Yi Youdao could fully exit, Jiang Danxin, who was smart in ice and snow, had already stepped forward, and as soon as the phoenix feather plate flipped over, the direction of the wind in the formation immediately changed greatly, and he actually attacked Neng Zhentian from behind, pushing him forward.

"Bixue, attack!" Xuan Wuli also gave instructions at the same time.

"Yes!"

Jiang Bixue took the lead, leading the eight figures to rush towards the three doppelgangers that could be transformed into heaven-shattering, forming an encirclement, surrounding them, and attacking together to make a move.

"Bang!" The dust was filled, and two of the three doppelgangers were scattered in an instant, and the only one left was also a little mutilated.

Jiang Bixue's figure flickered, and she only felt that her breath was unstable and her head was dizzy. Xuan Wuli stretched out his hand to support his disciple and tapped his temples, chest, and back a few times, which stabilized Jiang Bixue's breath.

"Master, it's useful!" Jiang Bixue was ecstatic, although the nine puppets were also scattered by five of them, they still took a lot of advantage in comparison.

"Hmm!" Xuan Wuli nodded, the mantra and the hand duel came out together, and the five puppets were made up between the flips, and the remaining puppets were also repaired.

Neng Zhentian gritted his teeth, for more than 50 years, he had not suffered this kind of loss, especially after becoming famous, he was almost a soldier without a fight. I didn't expect these unpopular things to unite and make themselves so embarrassed. Neng Zhentian stomped his feet, muttered a mantra in his mouth, and eight doppelgangers flashed out of the front and back. Seeing these clones, Xuan Wuli was taken aback, this is a clone, far from being comparable to a puppet, its coordination is better, the mana is stronger, but the difficulty of casting it is also greater, and I am afraid that no one can surpass it today.

After casting the clone, Neng Zhentian swung his sword again, and enhanced and brightened the phantom of the green dragon by a few points, and after a trembling, he no longer dared to underestimate this group of rabble.

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic characters ...... through the ages"

"Five-flowered horses, daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you......"

"Rocks pierce the air, waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up......"

As the poems are recited, the chatter and laughter rhythmically strike the hanging bell, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, and even use their hands and feet to make several completely different beats, giving unique instructions to each person.

Gradually, Neng Zhentian was a little physically exhausted, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and hateful.

The urgency is that the formation is getting stronger and stronger, but in comparison, he is getting weaker and weaker, and if he drags it down, he will only lose the mountain in a gloomy way, and he is angry that he is old, and he is not able to talk about his muscles and bones when he is old, if he puts it fifty years ago, even if it is thirty years ago, he would have won a complete victory.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, resting in the corner and in the rain...... To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

A new round of general attack began, and after some running-in, there was more and more tacit understanding between several people, and Neng Zhentian once again faced unprecedented pressure, and was forced to retreat more than a dozen steps in a row, retreating to the place where he had just quarreled. But what made everyone feel incredible was that although Neng Zhentian was a little overwhelmed and even a little flustered, it had not yet reached the point of chaos, and he had not even been hurt in the slightest.

"Keep trying!" Jiang Bixue wiped a handful of sweat, her whole body was covered with sweat, and even her clothes collapsed, "Beat him down!" ”

"Hmph, just this little bit is also worthy of this wild talk!" Neng Zhentian said with a grim face, and he put his index finger in his mouth and cracked, rubbing the blood to the blade.

This scene made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom, I thought that victory was in sight, but now I realize that I am too optimistic, the battle just now only forced Neng Zhentian into a corner, but it did not completely defeat him, I am afraid that Neng Zhentian is far from reaching his limit.

"Jiaolong enters the sea!"

Qinghai spiraled down from a high altitude, and there was a brawl in the position of about one person, forming a rapidly rotating whirlwind, the force was so strong that even the giant bell of several hundred catties was blown crooked, Yi Youdao, Jiang Danxin and Tan Xiaosheng were directly disrupted by the strong wind, and almost lost control of the formation. Long Ling'er was even more unbearable, and the "hundred-legged worm" was rapidly deformed, almost throwing her off it.

"Steady!" Long Ling'er bent down and knelt on one knee on the top of the head of the "hundred-legged worm", and a pair of bells shook in unison to barely suppress the insects and ants under his feet.

How could Neng Zhentian let go of such a great opportunity, it stands to reason that he should control Qinglong and go straight to Yi Youdao, because as long as he is solved, Mu Yuan and the others will have no skills to return to the sky. But Qinglong ran to Long Ling'er, maybe because Long Ling'er was far better than Yi Youdao, more valuable than Jiang Danxin and Tan Xiaosheng, maybe because he could shake the sky and hate this little girl who didn't know how to be polite, this was just his heart demon for a moment.

From the heart, Neng Zhentian should have wanted Mu Yuan's life more, but Mu Yuan stood on the top of the Zhong Pavilion, because the direction was favorable and not affected in the slightest, it was difficult for Qinglong to succeed.

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