Chapter 409: A Battle Song
The first time I heard the magpie annunciation!
A young girl sat alone in front of the window, a pair of white hands on her cheeks, and those big eyes turned, rippling with innocence. However, there was a trace of sadness on the little face.
"It's so boring! I wonder what the bad uncle is doing?"
Nangong Ling'er tilted her head, on her innocent face, a pair of big eyes turned, and she didn't know what she was thinking?
It's been a month since the division was separated that day. Every day, Nangong Ling'er has to sit in front of the window like this, looking at the distant sky. A small face is dumbfounded, and there are thoughts flowing in the eyes...
Burst!
Outside the Xuanjian Sect, it was less than a hundred miles away. A figure in a white robe was fleeing in embarrassment.
In a month, the formation master has not known how many waves of people have been hunted down. A generation of array masters is amazingly talented, and as soon as the superimposed magic array comes out, even the old monster has to be temporarily sharp.
Brush!
As soon as the Supreme Sword Array came out, a saint-level saintess was directly penetrated through her body by countless ancestral soldiers. But he couldn't help but pause, because the next wave of attacks bombarded him again.
The supreme divine power flows, shaking the heavens. More than twenty quasi-saints, plus more than a dozen saints, and three old monsters shot together. This can already be regarded as the most pinnacle strength in the entire Kyushu Continent now, but they are only for the purpose of killing the formation division alone.
What a brilliant talent this is? It runs through the past and the present, through the heavens and the earth. Ask who can maintain the immortal land with only the body of a saint under the siege of so many strong people?
"Hmph! Zhang Tianhao, let you be amazing, but you have to be enemies of five states, this time, your death is doomed. ”
It was a saint who spoke, and as he spoke, the terrifying power of the saint vibrated and the air flowed still.
"Huh!"
Hearing this, the formation master chuckled. Then he glanced at it and replied with a disdainful expression: "Just up to you? These small fish and shrimp, with the addition of three relatively large fish, can represent the entire Kyushu Continent?"
As he spoke, the array master's gaze looked directly at the three old monsters. In his eyes, only the old monster was worthy of his fear.
"Ask me that the formation master is not weaker than anyone in his life, except for the one who is not careful. As for you, what about the old monsters, and what about going together, see me suppress it with one hand. The formation master roared, and thirty-six superimposed magic circles appeared, covering half of the sky in an instant.
Bang!
At this time, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, suppressing the strong power of heaven, rippling in the hearts of everyone.
"It's going to rain!" the formation master whispered, looking up at the sky, a large area of black oppression, and thunderclouds appeared in the sky, covering the entire sky.
"It's raining, and the blood needs rain to wash it away!" whispered the Array Master. A pair of eyes stared at everyone, deep and terrifying, and the breath around the body rippled, instantly swept everyone.
Brush!
At this moment, the formation master moved, and went straight to the three old monsters with the thirty-six superimposed magic arrays. At the same time, the dreary sky began to pour rain rapidly.
Bang!
The boundless thunder shook, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, reflecting the cold and terrifying eyes of the array master, directly piercing everyone's hearts.
Burst!
Blood spurted out, and a quasi-saint was directly pierced by the formation master's hand. Bright red blood spilled, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't die!
"Humph!"
There was a saint who snorted coldly, the void shook, and directly hit his own law. A palm was slapped out, and a three-eared tripod emerged.
The method of supreme refining, this is the supreme mastery of the Ten Thousand Weapons Sect, a major super gate sect in Nanzhou. The three-legged and three-eared represent the heavens, the earth, and the people in the world. All things can be accommodated, and all things can be melted. Yiding has the horror of breaking ten thousand laws.
Airplanes!
With a roar, the three-eared tripod released a supreme glow. Around it, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, the Xuanwu, and the four great divine beasts emerged, reflected in the void and fell directly towards the formation master.
Rumble!
What a majesty, the great tripod slashed, and the void trembled.
Peng!
The formation master opened his five-fingered big hand and slapped it on top of the three-eared big tripod with one palm.
"Hmph, look for death!Use your brute strength to take over my three-eared Dading, do you really think you are the one who is not thoughtful?" Qi Wansheng snorted coldly. In his opinion, the formation master's move was completely asking for his own death. Ask the ancient world, except for the one who is not thoughtful, and the emperor of that generation, who dares to take over the peerless method of his Ten Thousand Weapons Sect with his bare hands?
However, the next second later, Qi Wansheng was completely stunned. The formation master slapped out with one palm, and directly shattered the entire three-eared tripod.
"Poof!"
As soon as the three-eared tripod was shattered, Qi Wansheng himself was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. However, even this unbearable blow could not change his dull face. Relying on his bare hands, he smashed his supreme instrumental method? Not to mention that the formation master himself had reached the emperor level? At this moment, almost everyone was terrified in their hearts.
"Don't panic, everyone, the palm of his hand is covered with a magic circle, which he shattered with the power of the magic circle. "There's an old monster who speaks. One sentence reveals the mystery.
But even so, the old monster's expression was solemn. It can be said that the strength displayed by the formation master has exceeded the expectations of all of them.
Brush...
The rain still kept falling. The thunder resounded, like a war song, the war song did not stop, and the battle did not stop. A generation of formation masters, amazing talents, a pair of bare hands to kill the heavens tremble.
The heavy rain covered the entire body of the formation master. Dressed in a white robe, stained with blood. On the ground, more than a dozen corpses were lined up, many of which were saints. These are the records of the formation division. Besieged by more than 20 quasi-saints and 10 saints, as well as the three old monsters, how could he kill so many people in the end?
The name of Tianzhong's capital has not been tarnished in the slightest!
Bang!
The battle song reverberates, and even the old monster is moved by the slaughter to the end. As soon as the thirty-six superimposed magic circles came out, the void rose and fell, the thunder roared, and the world roared.
...
Tick tock! Tick tock...
In the mountains, after the heavy rain, everything looks extraordinarily vibrant. Raindrops fall from between the leaves, crystal clear and clear. It didn't stop for a moment, and it rained for a night.
The morning sun rose, and the formation division walked in the mountains in extreme embarrassment. He was hit hard, his steps staggered, and his figure staggered! As if he would fall to the ground in the next second.
Boom!
Sure enough, the next second later, the formation master fell directly to the ground. The white robe was already stained red with blood, and there was his, as well as the blood of other saints, and among them, there was an old monster.
More than 20 quasi-saints, ten saints, and three old monsters besieged him together, and finally killed several saints and quasi-saints by the formation master, and one old monster was also killed under his magic circle.
The eyes were sleepy, the eyes were dim, and the boundless sleepiness swept over the formation division.
"No, no! I can't die. I promised Ling'er, I want to meet her again...", but the faint voice roared like thunder in the mind of the formation master.