How many years have passed, Dilumudo has once again had a mood called fear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info As the bearer of a cursed fate, he knows better than anyone. Once pierced by the fangs of the boar Sriver, even the Fountain of Youth will not be able to regenerate him under the power of fate.

"Break it for me!" Dilumudo roared, his arms straining to break the cage of the spear that bound him. This kind of cage condensed by spell energy would not be able to break through his demon-breaking blow under normal circumstances, but now the narrow cage limited his space for movement, not only the spear and giant sword behind his back, but even the short sword hanging from his waist could not be pulled out. More than half of Dilumudo's strength was in his weapons, and without the aid of those four artifacts, he was just an experienced legendary warrior.

Dense beads of sweat oozed from Guna's forehead, and the power to keep the cage running needed to be drawn from her body, and with her strength of less than a third-order spear warrior, it was too reluctant to bind Dilumudo, who was already at the peak of the Holy Rank, even if she had the advantage of taking the lead.

The "......boom" cage shattered, the phantom of the spear dissipated and turned into an ancient spear and was thrown out, and Guna also screamed. A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to the ground with a stagger.

Dilumudo didn't have time to deal with Guna, who had lost her combat effectiveness, and now he just wanted to get out of Shive's attack range as quickly as possible. He could feel his brother clinging to him, and he was full of hatred.

"What the hell is going on?" Dilumu wanted to flash out to the side, but unfortunately, as soon as he took a step, he saw several thick crystal transparent rattans soaring into the air to block his direction, and the surrounding violent wood aura continued to converge towards these rattans, which even contained a few wisps of spatial energy collected from the Void Sea not far away. The rattan instantly turned into a green hideous existence, and the fluctuations of spatial elements flickered between the rattans.

"Hey, it's an unexpected surprise that you can also absorb the space element to grow!" Dawn couldn't help but laugh when she saw it from afar, so she had a few more chances of winning.

"The druid's vine technique, how did it become like this, it's just a basic spell, no matter how fancy it is!" Because of the good relationship between Angus and the Druid Sect, Dilumudo knew the Druid's spell system very well. So when I saw the vine technique, although it was a little different from what I remembered, I didn't take it to heart.

The spear of the Blood Rose stabbed continuously, and under the fluctuation of the demon-breaking energy, the vines in front of him were torn to pieces, but they were quickly re-condensed and formed under the replenishment of rich spiritual power. As the eight vines grew rapidly, a faint layer of mist began to appear around them, and behind the mist, countless chaotic and overlapping spatial shadows were one after another.

"What's going on...... Dilumudo looked surprised, in his experience, this kind of environmental alienation only occurs in some special regions.

"Kyushu's formation is a relatively basic Wuhou Bagua Array, using the magic vine as a formation flag, I didn't expect the effect to be good!" Facing Han Seel, who had the same question, Chenxi explained in a low voice.

In Hansel's field of vision, he could only see Dilumudo standing in place and waving his spear, but he never realized that he was still some distance away from the vines, like a deranged madman.

"Does this thing produce illusions?" Han Sel asked puzzledly, he had been active in the West, and had not yet come into contact with orthodox Eastern cultivators, and did not understand that refining weapons, Dan Dao, and formations in Kyushu were like the status of alchemy in the West, an existence that most cultivators had mastered to a greater or lesser extent.

Especially the formation like the Wuhou Eight Formations, which was simplified by Zhuge Wuhou in the late Eastern Han Dynasty in order to facilitate the use of military formations, is even more entry-level in the hands of cultivators in Kyushu. After all, a magic circle that could be quickly mastered by secular soldiers on a large scale was easier for cultivators to understand.

"It's not a phantom array, it's just some illusions like a blind spell caused by the dislocation of space. Time is too limited, and this kind of basic formation can only be laid out!" Dawn shrugged helplessly, at least in his opinion, if time permitted, some elemental traps or lethal spells should be added to it. But as things stand, that's enough.

How quickly would Sriver the Boar fully charge? Dawn now had a slightly clearer idea. It was only a few breaths to get from one end of the island to the other. Dilumudo, who was in the gossip array, was stabbed in the front, and Sriver's sharp fangs pierced him in half, and he dragged on the ground for a long time before stopping. The spear of the Blood Rose fell to the ground in a panic, and Dilumudo pulled out his short sword from his waist in pain and stabbed it between Shlive's eyes.

"Whew......" Wild Boar Sriver let out a cry of pain, and the invincible short sword reached the boar's brain under the effect of the power of fate, and Sriver finally woke up from his dream. Sim was directly squeezed out of the boar's mind by a violent emotion, and fled back to the white scroll in embarrassment.

Sriver opened his eyes in astonishment, and saw that the person in front of him who was stabbed by himself was not the Don he saw in his dream, but his brother Dilumudo, and couldn't help but let out a wail. Although under the control of cursed fate, the two brothers have been in an endless situation, and when they meet, they are constantly fighting. But when death finally came, the two brothers finally woke up from this endless curse.

"Brother......" Slive's huge eyes were full of tears, but he couldn't say a word because of the boar's form, but Dilumudo still felt this deep apology and affection in his eyes. Shlive's fangs were still too large for Dilumudo, his body was almost torn in half, and under the effect of the Fountain of Youth, his body was constantly trying to recover, but there was always a black mist at the wound that prevented the repair. He knew that this was the curse of fate that the two brothers carried, and that the law of fate was something that the law of life could not reverse.

"Hehe, do you still want to die, that's fine. God Angus, the nurturing affection that our brother owes you is now all over!" Dilumudo's vitality continued to pass, and his eyes began to drift, he looked into Shlive's eyes, and sighed: "Good brother, I hope I can be an ordinary brother in the next life, I will definitely be the best brother in the world, and grow up with you......"