Even a peerless genius like Senior Brother Yun can't stop the monstrous power of the mechanism formation, at most he can only protect himself, and he can't save others!

Senior Brother Yun's face sank like water, and he was not affected by the death of his fellow disciples, and his calmness was still the same. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He flew upwards while fending off the attack of the machine formation.

This chaos changed rapidly, and not long after that, another Babel disciple was killed, and three people had already died.

The remaining disciples finally escaped alive and flew outside the ancient demon pool, finding a direction and fleeing quickly.

The surrounding demons fled more, and there was a scene of escape in all directions, with streamers intertwined in mid-air, roars, and unprecedented pomp.

The movement of the trap formation is limited, and the remaining energy has been depleted, and it is impossible to chase it out.

Only killing three disciples of the Tower of Babel, Fan Lang was somewhat disappointed, but he could only accept it.

[The player's level is increased to Xuanjun level 4, Xuanjun +8000, and HP +8000.] 】

Upgrade!

Fan Lang killed a large number of demons, gained a lot of experience, and finally rose to the next level, and there are still a lot of experience points left, and it is not far from the next level.

"This time it's a lot of fun! There will be a timed explosion, and then another wave of killing!"

Fan Lang activated the self-detonation device of the mechanism formation, then pulled on the Demon Dream Snow, took the old man with him, and quickly left this place.

The three of them left through the spatial passage and came to the special cave, which was the entrance and exit.

The attack of the trap formation has stopped for the time being, and it is safe now, but not for long, because a big explosion is coming.

"Let's go!"

Fan Lang hugged the Demon Mengxue, opened the Zixiao Dragon Wings, and attached a pair of sword qi wings, pushing the speed to the extreme.

Old Man Hai followed behind, and the Xuanhuang cultivation broke out, and the speed was also not slow.

They flew and shuttled, rushing to the top of the Ancient Demon Pool.

Rumble!

The Big Bang is coming!

The entire mechanism formation exploded violently, blooming with sky-high white light, making a loud roar, releasing the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

In just an instant, many buildings were wiped out, rock walls were shattered in large areas, and those demons who had no time to escape were ruthlessly killed.

The demons who were killed this time were either slow runners or weak ones, which was equivalent to killing a large group of cannon fodder.

[Players use the mechanism formation to kill 258905 Demon Clan, and get a group kill reward of 350 million experience points.] 】

Kill 200,000 demons in seconds!

300 million XP!

[The player's level is increased to level 5 of Xuanjun, with +8000 power and +8000 health.] 】

With so many experience points, what are you waiting for if you don't level up?

Fan Lang's strength increased instantly, and the new power erupted in his body, rushing straight to the top of his head, infusing hundreds of limbs, emerging through acupuncture points, and turning into a ray of light.

At the same time, he flew out of the Ancient Demon Pool with the Demon Dream Snow in his arms, turning around and flying high into the air, away from the aftermath of the explosion.

The entrance of the ancient magic pool presented a scene similar to that of a volcanic eruption, white light gushed out, and the vibration spread, affecting a radius of thousands of miles, the earth was broken, the mountains and rivers were overturned, and the aftermath of the shaking did not stop.

Fan Lang and the three escaped unscathed.

He swept his gaze and locked on the direction in which several Babel Tower disciples had fled, and the killing intent in his heart rose, and he chased after him. If you don't do it, you can't stop it, just kill these people!

He had gained great benefits from the Ancient Demon Pool, and his strength had soared greatly, and there was an irrepressible urge in his chest, and he was looking for someone to fight and kill. These disciples of the Tower of Babel are the perfect targets.

"Old man Hai, protect Xiaoxue!"

Fan Lang put the Demon Dream Snow in a safe place and handed it over to the old man Hai for protection.

Having a Xuan Huang as a bodyguard is absolutely foolproof, don't worry, and no one will be more loyal than a puppet.

Sou!

Fan Lang flew through the air and chased after the disciples of the Tower of Babel, he kept speeding up, faster and faster, shortening the distance between the two sides.

This chase alarmed the disciples of the Tower of Babel, and Senior Brother Yun, who was the leader, was the first to react.

Senior Brother Yun frowned, stopped suddenly, turned around suddenly, looked into the air in the distance, and saw Fan Lang flying quickly. He instinctively felt threatened, and even had a hint of danger.

"Someone caught up single-handedly, menacing, awe-inspiring, you see, is he what you call Fan Lang. Senior Brother Yun said in a deep voice.

Several other people stopped one after another, looking at the person who flew in, Xia Houyue was the first to raise his eyebrows and said angrily: "That's right, it's him! I didn't find him before, but he caught up by himself!"

"Those organs shouldn't be able to hunt down here, there's no need to continue to escape, since Fan Lang has appeared, let's kill him here." For his own sake, causing the Tower of Babel to lose several disciples, why not kill him, how can he vent his anger. ”

Senior Brother Yun's tone turned sharp, and one wheel blade was suspended behind him, the volume quickly expanded, and a ball of light condensed in the hollow in the middle, bringing out the subtlety of the Tongtian Secret Scripture, as if creating a small round of sun, scorching and immense, shining in all directions.

Senior Brother Yun flew high and released his beloved demon pet Lei Pengniao.

Click!

The thunder bird spread its wings, bathed in thunder and lightning, crackling, and extraordinary.

The other four disciples were all ready to fight, especially Xiahou Yue, who hated Fan Lang to the core.

A figure broke through the sky, with the determination to cut the sky and the earth, with the domineering of the Nine Dragons Roaring Heaven, with the indomitable bravery, and with the pride of dominating the world.

Fan Lang flew up to the five Babel Tower disciples and stopped, he had already entered the human dragon form and transformed the dragon scale sword into the Excalibur Dragon Burning Doom.

"Is there anything else to say between us?" asked Fan Lang in a cold voice.

"Fan Lang, today is your death! I want to avenge my brother and many other fellow disciples!" Xiahou Yue said angrily.

"Very good, it seems that there is nothing more to say, just to save some saliva. ”

Fan Lang stopped talking nonsense, attacked, waved the divine sword in his hand, and displayed the Ten Thousand Shadows Sword Technique.

The same swordsmanship, when displayed with a divine sword, is very different, as if it has transformed into another brand new swordsmanship.

Tens of thousands of sword qi bloomed, like a holy flower blooming above the temple, and the sword qi instantly condensed into a real metal sword.

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and countless sharp swords flew towards those disciples of the Tower of Babel, and the attack had the demeanor of a sword god.

Just ask, who can stop it!

"Everyone, be careful!"

Senior Brother Yun's expression was grim, he shouted urgently, his hands were separated, and two new wheel blades appeared, and the wheel blades behind him bloomed with white light, enveloping his whole person.

The white light was like a scorching sun, competing with the flying sword, and the sword pierced on it, incinerating and disappearing in an instant.

Even Senior Brother Yun had to do his best to resist this wave of offensive, not to mention that the rest of the disciples were in danger one by one and were forced to stumble.

The two sides are in close arms, and they actually present such a one-sided situation!

The disciples of the transcendent forces are always high, but today they have been suppressed and lost their former glory. It's just because the opponents they meet are more noble and powerful figures.

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