1682. Chapter 1682 - Demon Suppression Formation
Moreover, in Zhang Zichen's eyes, the blood-red silk threads came out with one breath, and the next breath retracted under his nose.
It's a very strange situation.
When the eighteen monks saw this, they seemed to understand something.
One of them immediately shouted: "Zhang Zichen, you have gone against the sky and killed countless people, and the anger on your body is ironclad! There are countless undead breaths surrounding your body, and you have been swallowed by the evil qi! Today, our eighteen bronze people are going to do the way for heaven and kill you here!"
As soon as someone shouted, the others immediately repeated.
"Do the right thing for heaven!"
"Subdue demons and eliminate demons!"
"Slay the demons!"
"Kill Zhang Zichen!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
This high-pitched shouting of killing did play a very big role.
In an instant, the boundless power of the Dharma erupted in the body of the eighteen bronze figures.
This time, their strength has probably increased dozens of times!
"Kill, you're going to kill me?"
"Hehe, come on, you hurt my woman, Lao Tzu will make you regret living in this world today!"
Zhang Zichen gritted his teeth, raised the Black Crystal Divine Sword, and injected six kinds of true qi.
Earth Attribute True Qi, Metallic True Qi, Water Attribute True Qi, Fire Attribute True Qi, Dark Attribute True Qi, Light Attribute True Qi!
Six kinds of true qi swirled around Zhang Zichen's body and divine sword!
Seeing this, the eighteen bronze men on the opposite side were shocked again.
"Damn Zhang Zichen, he actually cultivated the two attributes of the demon race!"
"This attribute is cultivated by Heavenly Court Static, he is really a demon, he must be killed!"
If it was somewhere else, Zhang Zichen really wouldn't sacrifice the darkness and light of the demon clan at will, but here, in the no-man's land of the Tianshan Mountain Range, Zhang Zichen deliberately leaked it to these eighteen bronze people.
Zhang Zichen just wants to be angry with them.
"Hey, hey, eighteen bald donkeys, you will die!"
Zhang Zichen, who was surrounded by six kinds of mysterious qi, gradually flew into the air, and the Black Crystal Divine Sword in his hand was bright and abundant.
"Break it for me!"
With a snort, Zhang Zichen raised his sword with both hands and suddenly swung a sword.
Shout!
The huge six-colored sword blade seemed to be about to break through the heavens and the earth, cut through the space, and with extremely powerful force, it rushed towards the eighteen bronze people.
In the blink of an eye, the blade of the sword had already slashed to the top of the heads of the eighteen bronze men, and the eighteen bronze men did not dare to slack off, and immediately organized a defense, and in an instant, a huge golden light shield protected all of them in it.
Rumble!
The light burst out, and the heavens and the earth trembled.
When everything was quiet, I noticed that huge deep pits had appeared in the surrounding snow.
And the eighteen bronze people are still gathered together unharmed!
This time, Zhang Zichen was really surprised.
This sword of his, even if eighteen True Monarch late-stage realm cultivators resisted it, I am afraid that he would be killed by a single sword.
These eighteen bronze men are definitely not simple!
Zhang Zichen's gaze suddenly fell on the position where they were standing at their feet, every time the eighteen of them attacked, every time they resisted, every time they advanced and retreated, they were all in an orderly and orderly manner.
Formation!
It's the role of the formation!
Every move of the eighteen bronze men was moving according to the formation they had cultivated, and they cooperated extremely perfectly, which caused their strength to be so great.
"Eighteen bronze people subduing demon formation, attack!"
Suddenly, the eighteen monks shouted at some point, and in an instant, the eighteen bronze figures immediately changed their positions, and they flew up together, on the same level as Zhang Zichen.
"Kill!"
Eighteen people waved the golden sticks in their hands in unison.
Woohoo!
In an instant, phantom sticks composed of true qi and phantoms appeared in mid-air, and these sticks carried a powerful force and swooped towards Zhang Zichen.
"Humph!"
Zhang Zichen immediately swung the Black Crystal Divine Sword, and a sword sword swung out.
The countless illusory shadows of sticks and sword blades collided in mid-air, making a loud bang.
In the entire space, the murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger.
If a monk with a slightly lower cultivation level passed by this place at this time, he would definitely be strangled by the murderous aura emitted by these collisions.
It took about a quarter of an hour for such a confrontation.
The eighteen bronze men seemed to be very relaxed, but Zhang Zichen was already a little weak, his face was slightly pale, and his breathing was a little short.
"These bald donkeys, if they hadn't divided half of their hearts and used half of their strength to suppress the anger in their bodies, I'm afraid I would have killed them a long time ago!"
If it weren't for Ji Xiaofei, if it weren't for Tianshan Snow Lotus, Zhang Zichen wouldn't care so much, he would have let his anger enter his body, go mad, and completely kill these dozen bald donkeys.
"It's not okay to go on like this! These eighteen bald asses have obviously undergone special training, and all their offensive and defensive moves are the same! I must find a way to destroy them!"
Zhang Zichen knew that between heaven and earth, all the formations were the same, that is, there must be an eye in the formation.
This is like the Zhuxian Ancient Formation that Zhang Zichen has used twice, and the reason why this Zhuxian Formation can kill monks who are more powerful than Zhang Zichen's cultivation also requires an array eye.
The stronger the power or blade in the formation eye, the more powerful the entire formation becomes.
But now, where are the eyes of these eighteen bronze men? Zhang Zichen was a little confused.
Eighteen people, covered in gold, looked at them like this, they were all different in appearance, about the same height, and even about the same in terms of movement and cultivation.
As a result, it would be very difficult to find this eye among them.
And just when Zhang Zichen deserted, all of a sudden, three or five phantom sticks broke through the defense and slashed at Zhang Zichen's body.
"Poof!"
Zhang Zichen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shocked back more than ten feet.
"No, I must find their eyes and kill them, and then the eighteen bronze men are eighteen clay figures!"
After making up his mind, Zhang Zichen decided not to fight against the eighteen bronze men anymore, and his figure flashed and disappeared suddenly.
"Eighteen Bronze Man Demon Suppression Formation, Defense!"
Losing Zhang Zichen's figure, the eighteen bronze men immediately changed their formation, and they stood in the void, and a huge golden spherical light mask wrapped them all together.
In the five directions of up, middle and down, there is no flaw.
Such a hard attack is definitely not the way.
However, in order to find out the eye of this demon subduing formation, Zhang Zichen had to attack!
His figure flickered, and instantly appeared behind the eighteen bronze men, and the long sword swung out.
Shout!
A huge six-colored sword light fell off the black broadsword, slashing the light shield behind the eighteen bronze people, and with a boom, the six-colored sword light burst apart, and the huge golden light shield only turbulated a few times, and everything returned to the same as before.