In the four directions of Tianzhou City, there were strong people attacking, and the four city walls collapsed, revealing four gaps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Wuji looked at the changes on the formation map, waved his finger to the cultivator sitting at the head of the body, and began to order, "The eight of you rush to the gaps in all directions to block the people who break the city." The other party is an old monster from the ancients, but with the help of the attack battle array, you can still besiege and kill, so be careful. ”

The eight male and female cultivators stood up, bowed to Wei Wuji together, and left.

In each attack battle array, there are two people in charge of the formation, and the rest have more than 30 people. Even though the strength of these ancient beings was amazing, they would not exceed the highest consummation stage of the Divine Sea Realm. More than thirty people formed a battle formation, besieging an ancient being, and there was a certain chance to kill him.

At this time, the army of the Northern Clan outside the city, seeing the collapse of the city wall, shouted together and killed the gap.

The disciples of the Wizard Hall rushed to the front, and as soon as they reached the gap, they were stopped by the disciples of the sect, and the two sides were killed together, and more than ten people fell to the ground in an instant.

The ancient monster that had broken through the walls of the city also flew and stood above the void. Around him were a circle of boulders, each as tall as a man, like a god guarded by a boulder.

"A swarm of ants!" the ancient monster pressed down with all his might.

A disciple of the Tianzhou National Sect seemed to be pressed down by an invisible mountain, and all of them spurted blood and fell to the ground.

The huge boulder around him fell into the distance, bang,

In an instant, countless Tianzhou soldiers and sect disciples died under the attack of falling rocks.

Suddenly, a group of people flew in from a distance, standing in front of the ancient being.

"Hehe, a group of wastes who swallow medicine and are promoted, this is the secret method of the sect, quickly call out the person with the silver mask to me!" the cultivator said to the comer with a proud expression.

"I know that you are an immortal existence living in the ancient times, but under this realm, you only have the strength of the Divine Sea Realm, there is nothing to fear, set up a formation!" The old man of the sect led by him opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

More than thirty sect gods in the sea realm swam in the void, instantly surrounding each other in the center, and pulled out their blades together.

The Northern Clan cultivator looked at the battle formation in front of him, his face suddenly turned pale, and he showed a surprised expression, "Strange, really strange! How can you have such a battle formation?"

The old man of the sect did not answer, and the long sword pointed at the other party, driving the battle array to kill the other party.

"It seems that you are the one who controls the battle array, and I will destroy you first!" The Northern Clan cultivator waved his hands, and the boulder floated up from the ground and attacked the old man of the sect.

At this moment, the battle array suddenly evolved, and more than thirty sword qi converged into a hanging river, killing the other party.

The attacking boulder was destroyed by the sword qi, turning into rubble and flying in all directions, and the Northern Clan cultivator's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he hurriedly retreated.

The sword qi of the void crisscrossed and intertwined into a large net, enveloping and trapping him.

"Mole ant dares!" The Northern Clan cultivator shouted angrily, and his body rushed to the side, bang! The two people from the besieging sect were killed in an instant, and their bodies fell from the sky.

"Change the formation! Kill this bureaucracy!" the old man of the sect shouted.

The blockade of the battle array was instantly filled, and the other party was trapped dead and unable to escape.

The Northern Clan's cultivator's face was extremely ugly, and he rushed out of the battle array with a roar, bang, the five sect members who were blocking in front were instantly killed by him. But when attacking, he also showed a flaw, and the rushing sword qi penetrated into his body.

The Northern Clan cultivator let out a miserable scream, and was instantly dismembered by the sword qi, and his body turned into several pieces and fell to the ground.

With the battle formation taught by Wei Wuji, and at the cost of seven deaths, the people of the Tianzhou National Sect finally killed an ancient being.

In another gap, an ancient being who broke through the city wall evolved more than a dozen mud puppets from the soil on the ground, blocking the siege of the battle array. A moment later, he killed five members of the sect, but he did not lose a single trace of the battle, and finally he couldn't resist it and fled outside the city.

The people in the main formation at the head hurriedly changed their formation when they saw that the other party was about to flee.

In an instant, a strong momentum arose from the battle array, and all the people exerted their strength together, evolving into a sword-shaped phantom, and falling towards the opponent's volley.

Poof! The sword-shaped phantom pierced the opponent's back, killing him in an instant.

"The second ancient existed, and died dead. Wei Wuji sat in front of the formation diagram, looking at the changes in front of him, and his heart was slightly relieved.

However, the siege of the other two battle formations did not go well and did not make any contributions.

An ancient being was a demon clan, he knew that he was invincible, and suddenly evolved into a giant beast, roaring to break through the battle formation and flee outward. Of the more than 30 people who formed the battle array, seven died, and only severely damaged them, but they were not able to be killed on the spot.

In the gap of the city wall in another place, the ancient existence was a human race, who looked like a scribe in his forties. After the battle formation was surrounded, he saw the flaws in it, and instantly struck out, killing all the two people in the main and deputy main formations.

The people who lost the main battle formation suddenly became chaotic and retreated in defeat. The scribe waved his hands, several sword qi burst out, and let out a terrible howl, and in a few breaths, he killed five sect gods in the sea realm.

"In four fights, two people were killed, one person escaped with heavy damage, and only one was defeated. He's still on the battlefield, and the two of you go to fight. ”

Wei Wuji ordered the first two to come out of the formation, and the two cultivators stood up, bowed and walked out.

The scribe did not leave the battlefield, standing on the roof of a tall building, watching the battlefield fighting below. Suddenly, he felt something, turned around and looked, only to see a group of people from the sect surrounding him.

"It's you again, a bunch of chickens and dogs. The scribe said with a smile.

The people of the main formation led by him did not answer, and the thoughts were transmitted, and more than 30 people who came with him roamed in the void and set up a battle formation.

The scribe smiled coldly and slaughtered the man at the head. However, this time it did not go as smoothly as the last time, and after a moment, the scribe felt that it was too much to support, and turned and landed on the ground to escape.

Bang! More than thirty people joined forces to attack, and they all fell on the scribe's body.

The scribe's figure sped down, slamming into the ground. He hurriedly struggled to his feet, and fled into the distance.

There are obstacles on the ground, which will inevitably hinder the opponent's battle formation, and he can take the opportunity to escape! The scribe's idea was also good, but he forgot that he was seriously injured and his strength was no longer good.

A group of sect disciples, about 300 people, came from the side and surrounded him.

Although the scribe killed more than a dozen people, he lost precious time to escape. More than thirty cultivators of the Divine Sea Realm of the Sect chased after each other, and without the need for a battle formation, they each besieged and killed him on the spot.

In the camp of the Northern Clan, Mo Sheng sat in front of the formation and watched the changes in the battlefield.

"Three of the four were killed, and one escaped with serious injuries. Ben Sheng will also go to the battlefield and personally supervise the battle. Mo Sheng said slowly.

"I don't know what we've prepared, isn't it time to make a move?" Gurung asked.

Mo Sheng nodded, and Gurung retreated with his fists clenched, leaving with a smile.

(To be continued.) )