Volume 4 The Boy's Own Juvenile Mania Chapter 14 The Might of the Warband
Zhan Xiaoyao suddenly remembered the mysterious male No. 5, if he had agreed to the invitation of the mysterious male No. 5, where would he be at this moment?
"Let's go, let's go to the branch to handle the group joining business. ”
The majesty of the Martial Law Alliance branch in Zhenlong City shocked Zhou Gang again, and after Fang Tianjiao and Yan Long entered to handle the business of changing the war group, the six of them went straight to the west outside the city.
"Netherworld Sect, Demon Dao Sect, although they are not real demons, they all practice evil demon exercises. The sect master, the seven rank of the emperor, and the six deputy sect masters, all of them are emperor-level powers, twenty-eight main saints of each hall, thousands of great martial artists, and nearly 10,000 martial artists, hiding in the black forest. Let's go and destroy him first. ”
Burst!
Zhan Xiaoyao choked and did not breathe.
"You actually know that the Netherworld Sect is so strong, just a few of us?"
Fang Tian smiled proudly: "Why are you afraid, the five hot-blooded youths, what is the Netherworld Sect." ”
Of course, hot blood is a must, but hot blood is not presumptuous, it is not a stunned young man who relies on his family's power to force himself to challenge a strong enemy who he knows he can't beat at all, this is completely looking for death.
Fang Tianjiao would not be so presumptuous, he must have a back hand, but why did he help himself like this.
Fang Tianjiao seemed to see through Zhan Xiaoyao's thoughts: "Don't forget that we are friends for three days, treat friends, you don't need to doubt this about my Tianjiao." ”
After a whole day and a night of high-speed flying, a few people reached the edge of the black forest.
Looking at the familiar scene, Zhan Xiaoyao and Feng Xia Wu looked up at the same time, glanced at each other, and a touch of affection and sweetness rippled out.
Fang Tianjiao's eyes widened: "You're about to face a tough battle, you, you, I despise you." ”
Zhan Xiaoyao retracted his eyes, looked at the thick black mist under his feet, and asked suspiciously, "There are so many disciples of this Netherworld Sect, are they all hiding in the black forest?"
"What they themselves practice is the Demon Skill Mental Method, although this mist is not the Qi of the Demons, but it has no effect on them, as long as they don't alarm the Seven-Star Beast Giant Axe Monster inside, they can enter and exit freely. ”
Zhan Xiaoyao was suddenly shocked, what kind of sect could hide here, the last time he snatched the blue grass, he didn't find these people.
After flying for more than an hour, suddenly in the thick black mist under his feet, there was a wave of formation fluctuations.
Fang Tianjiao smiled slightly: "Feel it, they are hiding inside." ”
An extremely large shielding formation, the highest beast in this place is the giant axe monster, but a giant axe monster woke up, and a group of monsters came. Sages and above generally don't come here, but it's a great place to hide.
Fang Tianjiao smiled indifferently: "We are lurking nearby, grasping three tongues, the tokens they enter and exit can directly enter the formation, by the way, don't forget to take the team battle mission, the Netherworld Sect is a Demon Sect, but the battle group mission is available." ”
The mystery of the Netherworld Sect, Fang Tianjiao knew it so clearly, it seemed that the strength of the Fang family was visible.
The six of them hid nearby, and it didn't take long for five martial artists with black qi to fly silently from a distance.
When the flight was near, Yanlong burst into trouble and intercepted and killed four people.
After the martial artist was killed, the black gas dissipated, and a corpse was revealed, the whole person was pale, the pupils were gray, and even the overall skin was gray-black.
A martial artist hurriedly reined in the black gas, knelt on the ground, and kept begging for mercy.
Fang Tianjiao shouted, "What is the arrangement inside, is there an organ, and how many people are there?"
The martial artist replied one by one in a hurry. The answer he got was similar to what Fang Tianjiao said.
After asking how to enter, the six entered the forest.
Fang Tianjiao walked around the forest with strange steps, but Zhou Gang looked a little inexplicable.
Zhan Xiaoyao can see that this Fang Tianjiao's attainments in the formation are very good.
In a moment, Fang Tianjiao had already found the formation gate.
"This is it. ”
Just in case, after the six of them each took the poison avoidance pill, Fang Tianjiao raised his feet indifferently and prepared to enter.
"Wait a minute,"
Zhan looked at Zhou Gang, who was a little nervous, in confusion.
"Boss, boss, do you really, really want to enter?"
Fang Tianjiao sneered, and in a flash, his body had disappeared into the eyes of the illusion.
A few mermaids rushed in.
As soon as you enter the inside, it is full of black fog, a rich smell of corruption and erosion, and the dead trees stand upright, but there are many smells hidden everywhere.
Although the spiritual power is limited here, it is more far-reaching than the first time Zhan Xiaoyao entered this place to investigate.
Black tents, seven or eight cultivators were covered in black aura, patrolling the surrounding movements back and forth.
The sudden appearance of a few people made these cultivators a little sluggish, and they didn't even react, just staring at the six people who suddenly appeared in a daze.
Fang Tianjiao directly burst out, ice blades shot out one after another, and bursts of ice storms roared away.
Immediately, all kinds of cheers and reprimands continued, there were martial artists and spells, and the techniques released were all with a black aura.
Zhan Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly, this Fang Tianjiao didn't change his clothes, he directly broke out and killed people at this moment, and he didn't take the strength of the Netherworld Sect in his eyes at all.
Yan Long was even more violent, and as soon as his body protection qi was opened, he moved and dodged, and a punch was a martial artist's reimbursement.
The battle broke out like this, Zhou Gang, Xiao Tian, and Feng Xia Wu each flashed away, finding a target and joining the battle.
Zhan Xiaoyao didn't move, carefully watching Fang Tianjiao's various water spells.
Fang Tianjiao's blue qi shield body, rich spiritual energy and water attribute aura, filled between the spells, and the ice blades released were more condensed, harder, and more ferocious than those released by the magic saints that Zhan Xiaoyao had seen.
The mage is really a good hand at group splitting, and a burst of ice blades from the sky can take the lives of dozens of martial artists.
A flat path leads into the distance, and on both sides of the road are a number of black flags, on which is a skeleton-like regimental case.
Soon a sage swept in, and a black mist lingered, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.
"Stop. Wait, what is the intention of killing my Netherworld Sect disciples?"
Fang Tianjiao's hand didn't stop: "I see that your Netherworld Sect is unhappy." ”
Zhan Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to make a move, but carefully watched the movements around him.
The Sage was furious, opened his mouth and roared, his cheeks were gray and black, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
"If you don't do it yet, watch the show. You, the head of the regiment, are you too idle. ”
Zhan Xiaoyao smiled slightly: "With Yanlong here, he is warlike, and I am so quiet." ”
There was a purpose for Zhan Xiaoyao not to move, Fang Tianjiao and Yan Long appeared a little 'just right', and they even helped themselves, joining their own battle group for no reason at this moment, and suddenly attacking the Netherworld Sect, it was definitely not as simple as merit.
And I don't know much about the Netherworld Sect, what is the relationship between the Netherworld Sect and the demons in the dungeon, and whether there are other forces behind it is not known, so let's wait and see what happens, and plan a way out.
The Nether Sect's martial master disciples couldn't intervene at all, and a group of mages in the distance kept releasing black spells towards their teammates.
The spells were very strange, they were all black cyclones or air masses or lines.
Four more saints swept in the distance, and only then did they move, and the extreme cold waved out, and their martial arts were wild.
The entire forest was littered with dead trees, and a group of Netherworld disciples who were shaking with their fluffy energy were far away.
Yanlong, Xiaotian melee combat, Zhan Xiaoyao, Fengxia Dance mid-range, Fang Tianjiao long-range, Zhou Gang defended, and several sages were not opponents at all.
Fang Tianjiao stood in the distance: "Don't let that black gas enter your mouth and nose and touch your skin." ”
Among the sages who plundered, there was a martial saint who was extremely proficient, with a black-faced ghost-headed big sword, extremely powerful, and he was in a stalemate with Yanlong.
A sage opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you, and why did you destroy my Nether Sect?"
Fang Tianjiao said loudly: "You poisonous righteous path cultivators, and use the evil method to practice the cultivation method to enhance your cultivation, you deserve to be punished." ”
"Since you have come in, don't think about getting away, just use your small lives to train my soul qi and enhance my soul qi spells. ”
Soul, what a weird spell.
Zhan Xiaoyao's body swept away, and the skill was released again.
With the dexterous cooperation of several people, these holy ranks were no opponents at all.
The six of them approached the inside like a bamboo, and one after another small altars appeared in front of them, and on each altar lay a dying cultivator, his body was full of wounds, and streams of black qi were constantly emerging from the wounds and burrowing in.
The extreme pain caused these cultivators' cheeks to distort extremely, and they stretched out their dry right hands tremblingly to grab something, and even more loudly in their throats, but not a word could be heard clearly.
Feng Xia Wu's phoenix eyes were full of tears, and she walked slowly towards a dying cultivator.
"Kasumi Dance. Zhan Xiaoyao was extremely worried and stopped it.
Feng Xia Wu shook her head, her eyes full of pity were already red.
When she was very close, Feng Xiawu heard the man's words clearly: "Kill, kill me, please, kill me." ”
The hellish scene of evil spirits filled the crowd with anger.
More Saint-Rank disciples poured here.
Fang Tianjiao shouted anxiously: "Attack the battle formation, take Zhan Xiaoyao and Yanlong as the main attack, take me as the eye of the formation, and start immediately." ”
The speed of a few people was standing, and Fang Tianjiao's formation level was not weak, and the spiritual energy flow of the master-level battle formation suddenly appeared.
The words of the sage who came in were extremely violent: "If you dare to attack and kill my Netherworld Sect, you will all die, and you will all become sacrifices on my cultivation path, Netherworld Soul Devouring Array." ”
Woo, a ghost-crying wolf-like low groan suddenly came out, and then a thick black mist spread out from the battle formation formed by the eight Saint-level disciples of the Netherworld Sect.
In an instant, those eight Saint-Rank disciples disappeared into the black mist.
"Be careful, stupid and pay attention to defense, don't take it lightly, don't let them get close, once you are injured, it is difficult to remove these soul qi. ”
Suddenly, from the black mist, a black air mass rolled towards the battle.
That air mass came extremely fast, and the sword qi couldn't be broken.
Fang Tianjiao waved his right hand, and a water-shaped air mass collided towards the black air mass.
Wave. The black air mass was actually wrapped in a water-based air mass, but after a while, the black air mass broke through the package, and it actually drilled out, and attacked again towards Zhan Xiaoyao.
"Oops, be careful, this spell is so weird that my ice blast can't freeze. ”
Zhan Xiaoyao quickly dodged to the side. But that air mass was able to track, and in a blink of an eye, eight air masses chased towards Zhan Xiaoyao.
It's so weird, what the hell?
Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes are piercing, and his backhand is an ice skill, but it is not of any use.
The water attribute is ineffective, and the extremely cold breath is useless.
Standing and thinking for a while, his spiritual power condensed, like a barrier suddenly cut in.
The nine black air masses suddenly stopped in the air, and there was no movement.
A startled roar came from the black mist: "How is this possible, break it for me." ”
The Fa Sage was violent, but the air mass didn't move.
Fang Tianjiao glanced at Zhan Xiaoyao in surprise, and was extremely shocked by the strength of Zhan Xiaoyao's spiritual power.
"Who the hell are you?"
In addition to Fang Tianjiao, Zhan Xiaoyao, Zhou Gang and others were all wearing war group leather clothes and masks, which was very mysterious.
Fang Tianjiao held her own identity, unwilling to wear the black clothes of the war group, and her elegant and noble temperament was exposed, as if she was a leader.
"The one who wants your life. ”
After Fang Tianjiao finished speaking, he took advantage of the Netherworld Sect's disciple's spell to be interrupted and made a move.