Seven Star Array.

This is the simplest and most basic battle formation in the warlord system.

However, don't underestimate this kind of basic battle formation.

The generals have an incomparably long history of research and application of the Seven Star Array. From the initial seven-person formation, to the later mountain protection array, and then to the later super-large battle array, its development has almost run through the entire history of the general's inheritance.

Historically, it is not without reason that various generals have preferred this most basic battle formation.

The Seven Star Array's condensation offensive is excellent, and it can easily link everyone's aura together, greatly increasing the attack power. Moreover, the Seven Star Array has infinite changes, from which it can be deduced that such terrifying super-large battle arrays such as the Twelve Yuanchen, the Twenty-four Constellations, the Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs, the Seventy-two Earth Demons, and the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, are extremely practical.

Of course.

The most important thing is that Chen Qingzhi is extremely partial to this kind of battle formation.

Especially as his 'Tianbu' realm became higher and higher, countless deductions and calculations made him more familiar with every change in this battle formation, coupled with the accumulation of hundreds of battles and the summary of experience.

For the Seven Star Array, Chen Qingzhi has an understanding and mastery that far exceeds that of entanglement.

Like now!

A combat unit.

Seven people are a team, seven teams are a group, and seven groups are a group.

A total of three hundred and forty-three people galloped through the sky, drawing three hundred and forty-three straight lines that crisscrossed and crisscrossed, like a net of heaven and earth, enveloping the void for more than fifty zhang.

Suddenly!

This polynet burst open without warning.

Countless rays of light, countless Dao Dharma, like colorful and brilliant fireworks, carrying a terrifying whistling sound, sprinkled in every inch of space.

Yin Yue's face couldn't help but change greatly!

Attacked!

They were planning to sneak attack others, but in the process of sneak attack, they were counter-attacked by another team!

This attack came too suddenly, completely beyond everyone's imagination.

What's more, this wave of attacks is really dangerous.

Among the countless attacks, there was a completely different aura, but it was forcibly linked and fused together by a strange force!

This is like an extremely unstable bomb, if it explodes, all kinds of completely different or even mutually exclusive laws collide together, and the power is absolutely extraordinary.

"Scatter!"

Yin Yue deserved to be the elder of the mansion, although he was a little surprised, but he was not chaotic at all, and gave the best order.

The masters scattered in all directions.

The huge net mixed with the aura of danger roared forward, exploding in the void in the distance.

Beat the air.

"Long-range bombing, stalking him"

A trace of coldness flashed on Yin Yue's face, and he gave another order.

However.

Before he could fully blurt out the command, his heart suddenly jumped, and a premonition of danger rose in his heart.

couldn't help but raise his head, his face suddenly turned pale.

I saw that the originally aggressive squad had now been completely dispersed.

And behind one of the strong men, I don't know when, a team will appear again.

"Shhh

From discovery to now, there are less than two breaths of time. And that team had already rushed to a distance of less than twenty zhang away from that cultivator.

So fast!

It's so fast that you don't even have time to warn about it.

Yin Yue's eyes shrank, and she only felt a cold breath rising from the soles of her feet, instantly sweeping through her limbs.

Premeditation.

It was a premeditated attack.

What's even more terrifying is that all his actions seem to be in the other party's plan!

Wei Ping is a Qu Wei, commanding three hundred and forty-two people.

His target was a cultivator twenty zhang away in front of him.

A cultivator of the Infant Realm.

As a heavy heaven in the Xuanqi Realm, there is an unbridgeable gap between the two. If it was an ordinary cultivator, he would have fled in the wilderness a long time ago, and he didn't even have the courage to face it.

But Weiping is different!

He is Qu Wei, the head of more than 300 people, and he bears the lives of this group of companions on his shoulders.

What's more.

He is a member of the Cloud Dragon War Department, and he has the responsibility and obligation to uphold the glory of the Cloud Dragon War Department.

At this time, the battle intent of the whole body climbed to the peak, and the speed was also increased to the extreme.

There is no fear, there is no fear.

No worries, no worries.

He was full of confidence.

Not only him, but all the battle cultivators behind him were full of confidence.

Any battle cultivator of the Cloud Dragon War Department was full of confidence, and they firmly believed that when they put up a formation, when their speed increased to the extreme, when they stepped into the established position, when they pinched the law duel

No enemy can stop them.

This is not the belief instilled in them by Chen Qingzhi, but the creed that they have bred after countless battles!

Cloud Dragon War Department!

Look!

Wei Ping raised the law in his hand, and his companions who were extremely tacit and acquiesced together, and at the same time summoned all the strength in his body.

His eyes suddenly widened with rage, and he burst out: "Hundred kills!"

The law in his hand turned into a brilliant streamer and smashed forward.

And almost at the same time.

Throughout Qu Wei, hundreds of people shouted in unison: "Hundred kills!"

Hundreds of attacks, all in unison swinging forward with all their might.

The rays of light of all colors, of all types of dharma, kept their exact same pulsations in the sky, and they blended together incredibly.

A huge streamer about ten zhang wide, with a low trill, with an incomparable momentum, dragged the brilliant brilliance, and smashed towards the front.

"Boom!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the sudden rising light pierced everyone's eyes almost without opening their eyes.

The cultivator who bore the brunt of the attack, his spiritual armor was suddenly shattered, his hair was scattered, and a wisp of blood quietly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at the hundreds of people across from him with some horror on his face in disbelief.

Mystery realm, god fetal realm.

This is just a bunch of rookie ants who are usually not looked at in the eyes, and they actually hurt me?

How is this possible!

What kind of law is that, which can perfectly fuse the power of hundreds of people?

Is this a miracle?

He didn't dare to imagine.

Wei Ping trembled, not only him, but every companion behind him trembled.

However, everyone's face was filled with fierce fighting spirit and deep pride.

One blow, injuring the baby!

With practical actions, they broke the unbridgeable gap that the world firmly believed!

Before, this was unthinkable.

However, he forcibly held back the excitement in his heart, waved his arm, and shouted softly: "Scatter!"

Almost instantly, the entire Qu Wei spread out from the middle like a tide.

And almost at the same time.

A low, cold trill, sounded again.

In the passage that Qu Wei had dispersed, another small force appeared, unleashing another torrent of steel.

"Boom!"

The cultivator.

The cultivator of the Infant Transformation Realm, in the horror and despair on his face, once again collided with the rampaging streamer.

This time.

The expression on his face could never change again.

And the same scene after scene, just like this, in the incredible gaze, played out again and again.

Methodical.

Yin Yue's expression froze, and his face was incredible.

In just a few breaths.

Half of the good hands he brought with him fell.

It was the Infant Transformation Realm, and the cultivator realm was almost at the top of the pyramid, with high-level combat power.

How is this possible!

At this moment.

The pastor's face was as usual, and his eyes were shining.

Behind him, the sword of the pastoral realm of three thousand people, everyone's snort was extremely heavy.

That's exciting!

Because, in front of them, there are three entire war departments, each of which is enough to have a scale of 10,000 people.

The black-pressed battle cultivation was like a lead cloud, suspended in the void in front of it, covering the sky.

The continuous battle intent, as well as the flickering and spreading spiritual light, gathered together, like a volcano that had been suppressed for eternity and was about to completely erupt, which was terrifying.

Such a terrifying war group just stood still and there was a depressing aura.

If it is a charge at full speed, the scene is absolutely spectacular and terrifying.

It stands to reason.

It should be the shepherd and the sword of the pastoral world who are frightened.

But the reality is that the war force of 30,000 people is silently trembling.

That's fear.

They are multitude, but they are afraid, but they are afraid.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, absolutely no one would have believed it.

But if it's not there, no one can feel their pressure.

After all, what they are facing is the pastoral family, the sword of the pastoral world.

This fierce and domineering war department is like a hammer that breaks the sky, and it is destined to make all the war departments facing them feel incomparable pressure!

"The whole army!"

"Charge!"

The pastor took a deep breath.

The Sword of the Pastoral Realm, from stationary to rapid advance, was completed in less than a breath.

The whole black armor formed a black wave, and in just a moment, it rushed into the front of the war department!

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The leader of the general, hoarse shouts.

He really didn't expect that the other party would really dare to charge in front of so many people!

Damn it.

This is a tenfold difference in the number of people, and it is impossible for a normal person to choose to charge!

"Snake!"

Ignoring each other's anger, panic, despair, madness.

In the midst of the full speed charge, the herdsman suddenly opened his mouth and drank softly.

Countless black mist rose up in an instant, enveloping all the battle cultivators. Faintly, a huge black snake of about ten zhang swayed up.

"Huajiao!"

Another soft shout resounded through the sky.

"Whew!"

The black snake, which was originally cold and indifferent, suddenly let out a terrible hissing sound.

The mountain-like snake body was constantly writhing in the void, and wherever it passed, the air was pressed, and a whimpering sound suddenly sounded that made the scalp tingle.

And immediately after.

"Poof!"

There was a crunch.

On the black forehead, two bulges suddenly grew.

The round bulge, getting higher and higher.

In the end, the pitch-black skin was punctured, and two pure black horns like dead wood were drilled out little by little.

The two black horns grew longer and longer, until they grew to about nine feet, and then slowly stopped.

Huajiao!

The snake gives birth to horns and turns into a dragon.

This is the most important metamorphosis.

The snake python and the Jiao have the most essential powder, and the strength is the same.

A terrifying might, with the appearance of the black horn, swept through every inch of the void like a hurricane.

And the black snake that had completed the transformation was roaring in the air.

In those cold pupils, there was no longer the same temperature as before, but there was a little more majesty and pride that could not be seen directly, and it was unfathomable.

"Whew!"

Suddenly.

It raised its head, and its whole body suddenly shook and fell from the sky.

The huge Jiao body shrouded the entire war department.

A strange scene happened in an instant.

I saw that the giant Jiao fell little by little, and in the end, its huge body was prostrate on the heads of all the cultivators of the Sword of the Pastoral Realm.

"Poof!"

With a slight shock, the entire giant Jiao was shattered.

Countless black mist, like a torrential rain, sprinkled down, melting and disappearing under the armor of the battle cultivator.

Followed by.

"Roar!"

Countless roars resounded through the void.

All the cultivators of the Sword of the Pastoral Realm raised their heads to the sky and roared.

Their bodies were all wrapped in black mist, and the speed of the entire team suddenly doubled, rushing towards the front without hesitation.

If it's now.

If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see it.

The entire war department happens to be shaped like a wandering black Jiao!

Everywhere you go.

Everything that exists is in ashes!