The White Tiger Battalion, the array is rigorous.

The spirit war department, which is the worst at battle formations, is notoriously scattered in formations.

However, this does not mean that they do not know how to fight in formation, nor does it mean that all spirits are not good at fighting formations.

Humans, demon races, spirits, and the three races have been facing each other for endless years, and they have been fighting for endless years, and it is impossible for any race to not make any progress.

To put it mildly, the study of their respective opponents has long been deeply rooted in the history of every racial general. This also makes the situation on the battlefield even more changeable.

Sometimes, it is not strange for a spirit general to suddenly use a cultivator's battle formation, or a demon clan general to suddenly use the means of a spirit.

And now what Tang Lang is using is a kind of battle array, a battle array exclusive to spirits.

This array is called the Demon Temple, and it is one of only three battle formations recorded in the Evil Guard.

Burn the Endless Killing Intent, make it rich, until it transforms, so that the envoy can kill the enemy.

This battle, extremely heavy killing.

"Kill!"

Tang Lang, who had been running the exercises to the extreme, suddenly opened his eyes. In the originally deep eyes, a touch of blood red was extremely rich, and it flashed away like a sharp blade.

And almost at the same time.

Endless black currents of air rose from his body, turning into a cloud of lead, suspended in the void.

Followed by.

More than 3,000 spirits, at the same time, drumming up the strength of their bodies.

Connection.

Boundless black lead clouds, like an endless abyss, lay above them.

These black gases, trembling violently, are like boiling water, constantly rising and falling.

However, the strange thing is that no matter how they struggle, they can never escape the constraints of the formation, and are forcibly imprisoned on top of the heads of the spirits, constantly churning.

As time passed, the more violently they struggled, and from time to time there were bursts of waves that covered the sky and roared.

But the White Tiger Battalion, led by Tang Lang, stood firmly, looked at the fog and nothing, and tried their best to suppress it.

"Kill!"

Tang Lang let out a loud shout again.

The voice with a unique rhythm is low and depressing.

And with this explosion, the entire White Tiger Camp burst into operation, and the black qi that was originally boiling and hideous like a flood beast suddenly became even more violent.

They didn't seem to be willing to be controlled, and frantically bumped into the formation.

However, to no avail at all.

The spirits in black armor were expressionless, and their steps were firm and calm.

As they continued to change and wander, an invisible force suddenly emerged from the array, driving the extremely rich black qi to flow from slow to fast.

Not much.

A pitch-black and bottomless whirlpool appeared in the sky above the White Tiger Camp.

The formation is getting faster and faster.

The whirlpool also spun faster and faster.

An inexplicable pressure, like a hurricane, erupted from the whirlpool and swept in all directions.

Clearly visible.

Countless spiritual powers, attracted to them, turned into dense white air currents, and poured into the whirlpool.

To know.

What the spirit clan cultivates is bloodline, the power of flesh and blood, and they don't have half of the spiritual power.

Even from a certain point of view, abundant spiritual power is comparable to poison, which can cause great damage to their bodies.

However, at this moment.

The rapidly rotating black vortex devoured the endless spiritual power, and instead of the slightest damage, it became stronger and stronger. What's even more strange is that the black qi that was already surging was several times richer than just now.

And in the array.

The thick black qi that was originally shrouded in Tang Lang's body was like a thin black snake before, but at this time, it was like there were layers of black water, and the closer they got to their bodies, the more dense the black qi became.

Bottomless whirlpool, getting bigger and bigger.

The speed at which it rotates is getting faster and faster.

From a distance, it looks like a huge black hole that is extremely black, devouring everything around it with an unstoppable momentum.

"Kill!"

At the right time.

Tang Lang drank for the third time.

And immediately after, more than 3,000 spirits shouted in unison: "Kill!"

The killing intent that lost its restraint finally regained its freedom, and they were like a flood out of the gate, roaring and unstoppable.

The team that had just been tightly organized dispersed violently, and every unit was like a black cloud, spreading out in all directions. And almost at the same time, along with their scattering, dozens of black pythons rose up in the array, churning the cold snake body the thickness of a bucket, and rushed towards the sky.

Hiss!

The incessant sound of the snake python exhaling, with a bloody and violent aura, makes people can't help but tingle their scalps.

Those huge pythons, like offline arrows, rampaged through the sky. Everything it touches is like papier-mâché, and it is gone. Even the void seemed to be a little unable to withstand its frantic agitation, and there were faint dense cracks scattered in all directions.

"Demon brake array, snake python twisting. ”

It was only at this time that Tang Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief and opened his mouth to spit out a complete sentence.

The snake python is twisted and trained, symbolizing that this war department finally has the power of a war and finally has the prototype of the war department.

Although they are still very young, although they are still very unskilled, they are all growing after all, and this is a good start.

You must know that the practice of guarding is harsh and difficult, and any change in it is equivalent to fighting for your life.

For example, the battle formation they are using today is just the simplest battle formation among the guards. But it was such a battle formation, but each of them had to experiment sleeplessly nearly a thousand times, and took off several layers of skin before it could be used.

It's all worth it, though.

Looking at the black python that kept swimming and whistling in front of him, Tang Lang showed a look of satisfaction.

"It won't be long before that. ”

"Perhaps, we will be able to return home!"

"Until then"

"With the White Tiger Battalion, the chess pieces of the Spirit Clan can be regarded as formed. ”

"As long as you cultivate it well, it is equivalent to holding a key to another world, which can be opened at any time. ”

Mu Jie pondered silently, a smile appeared on his face, suddenly, he thought of something, and whispered: "I don't know, what's going on over there in the demon world." ”

Casting a spell, he entered the Illusionary Realm again.

The world in front of me is as vibrant as ever.

It's just that in this vitality, it is obviously a little dilapidated at the moment.

Looking up, a passage, in an extremely neat and clean state, is not far away. It kept a straight line, straight into the front, far, far ahead.

"It's efficient. ”

The pastoral world couldn't help but smile.

Cracking the hex is completely different from destroying the hex, the damaged place, the entire Illusion Realm will repair it in a very short time, but the cracked place will take a lot of time to slowly repair.

And on the periphery of this illusory realm, only Chen Jingxiu has this mind and ability.

Walking along that passage, the pastoral world soon saw Jing Xiu.

He was closing his eyes and recuperating, and Junxiu's face showed a hint of doubt from time to time, obviously thinking about something.

Without disturbing him, Mu Jie looked intently at the passage in front of him, and through these traces, he could deduce how far Jing Xiu had grown now.

Not much.

Chen Jingxiu woke up and saw the pastoral world at a glance, and he hurriedly bowed: "My lord!"

"Yes. ”

"What's the doubt?"

Mu Jie nodded and spoke directly.

Chen Jingxiu pressed the throbbing in his heart and brought up the various problems he had encountered these days.

What kind of experience is in the pastoral world, although he is not extremely proficient in demon arts, but his experience is there, and the angle and height of looking at the problem, I don't know how much higher than Chen Jingxiu, it is easy to answer clearly.

After some questions and answers.

Chen Jingxiu smiled and was overjoyed.

Adults are worthy of being adults, and they can often get to the core of the problem in one sentence, which is incisive.

Mu Jie couldn't help but smile and nodded slightly.

Sure enough, it is a piece of fine jade.

He was very pleased.

"Your Excellency. ”

"During this time, I have found a lot of inheritors of the kind you mentioned, most of them are in decline and the inheritance is lost. ”

"According to the instructions of the adults, I have selected a few serious and talented among them, do you want to take a look?"

After digesting all the questions in his mind, Chen Jingxiu raised his head and asked softly.

"Good. ”

The pastor nodded.

Chen Jingxiu pinched the law and passed the information out.

After a while, there was a group of people, no, a group of demons, running in high spirits.

There are more than a dozen of these demons, divided into two camps.

One wave was led by Tu Li's little girl, and the other wave was carefully standing behind Jing Xiu.

Mu Jie glanced at it and couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's really a bunch of little demons.

Among these demons, the strongest one is only on par with Jing Xiu, and the weaker ones are even worthy of transformation. If this group of little demons is placed outside, it will be very miserable, and absolutely no one will believe that they are carrying the glory of the past.

"Sure enough, it's the reincarnation of heaven."

The pastoral world couldn't help but sigh.

You must know that among these demons, each of them has a great background, once upon a time, the race behind them was so powerful that the heavens and the earth trembled.

And now, his descendants have fallen into such fields

"You're the adult?"

"Does it look like it's as big as us?"

"It's so ordinary, and it doesn't have an aura, nor does it have the aura of a tyrant or anything. ”

"Isn't it a liar?"

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded, interrupting the pastoral world's thoughts.

Looking up, it was a lively banshee, dressed in a colorful skirt, with a look of distrust on her face.

"Huh?"

Mu Jie glanced at her, and suddenly saw a flower bud dotted at the center of her eyebrows, and was slightly stunned.

Cause and effect, cause and effect, is it really a heavenly cycle?

He couldn't help but be happy in his heart, he looked at her and said with a smile: "The origin and fate are over, and the flowers bloom and fall to the dust."

When the little banshee heard this, her delicate body was shocked, and Deng Deng took a few steps backwards and looked at him with a surprised face: "You"

She couldn't help but be surprised.

These two verses spoken by the pastoral community are legends recorded in her community.

A legend that only the people of their own race can know!

"Not bad, not bad. ”

"I retract my previous thoughts. ”

The pastoral world ignored her, and after looking around again, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Yu Ming's, counting flowers, like a god. ”

"Cangliu, count the water, for the immortals. ”

"Zi Sang, Shumu, become a demon. ”

"Toya, Juli, Demons. ”

"God really treats me well, and he has sent so many seeds. ”

The pastoral world has seen the immature faces, and the smile on the face is getting better and better.

In the end, he actually laughed out loud, and the light in his eyes shone like stars.

Look up at the endless void of the Illusory Realm.

There was a touch of pride in his heart.

Demon Emperor God, Demon Emperor Heaven, you would never have imagined that one day, you will fall again.

And.

It's defeat in your own hands!