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"Didn't you rely on the thick fog to cover it, if there was no thick fog, I would see where you would hide!" Xiao Yao sneered in his heart, slapped the space storage bag, and five small flags flew out of it. The flagpole is made of jade, the flag is woven of fine silk, and the small flag is colorful.

Mo Yanyu on the side looked at the small flag in Xiao Yao's hand, and was surprised: "Xiao Yao, what is in your hand?"

"Array Flag!"

"What are you for?"

"Of course it's a formation!" he replied to Mo Yanyu. Although the remnant soul of Xiaoyaozi does not record the mystics of his lifetime, it does record some mystics of a hundred schools. Although in the eyes of Xiao Yaozi, who was once a super strong Dao Emperor, these are low-level things, but for Xiao Yao now, these are a huge treasure that will benefit him immensely.

He transferred the vitality in the dantian to his hands, and his fingertips shimmered. Taking a deep breath, his fingertips began to slowly swipe across the formation flag.

In the thick fog, there are six shadows. Among them, the shadow stream with the highest cultivation was staring at Xiao Yao and the six of them with eagle-like eyes, as if a hunter was observing his prey. The other five Shadow Streamers also lurked beside him, and at the slightest command from him, they would instantly attack and hunt their prey.

"One, there seems to be movement over there. "One of the shadow streamers saw through the dense fog and observed Xiao Yao's hand movements, so he reported to the one with the highest cultivation. They didn't know what the name of the shadow stream with the highest cultivation was, they just called him "No. 1".

No. 1 looked towards Xiao Yao and found that Xiao Yao's arm was shaking. He frowned, a sense of foreboding. A trace of fierceness flashed on his face, pointing at Xiao Yao, and resolutely ordered: "Attack him all this time!"

Six black figures shot towards Xiao Yao. Mo Li cultivated to the highest, and discovered their intentions before the six shadow streams approached Xiao Yao. He held the sledgehammer in his hand to his chest and shouted, "Everyone be careful, their target is Xiao Yao!"

As soon as the words fell, six cold rays of light went straight to Xiao Yao's throat.

"Wind Thunder Hammer!" Mo Li's green muscles soared, and with a sledgehammer, he danced out of the wind and blocked Xiao Yao. Four short swords, stabbed at Gangfeng, splashed a little spark. He single-handedly blocked four swords, freeing up the hands of the others. Mo Yanyu seized the opportunity, took out a delicate bow and crossbow that had been hidden long ago from her sleeve, and urged Yuan Li, the light on the bow and crossbow flickered, she pulled the trigger, and shouted softly: "Nine-star repeater!"

Puff puff......

Nine silver glittering crossbow arrows shot at the four shadows at different angles. Seeing that the situation was not good, the four shadow streamers drew their swords and wanted to leave. But the crossbow bolts were extremely fast and trailed. They relied on their superb posture to avoid some of them. One of them, Shadowstream, was in a hurry, and was struck in the shoulder by a crossbow arrow as he was careless. The bolt was so powerful that it pierced through his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole. He clutched his shoulders and staggered back into the fog.

"The first chapter of the golden bottle plum - Pan Jinlian's spring heart is rippling, and Ximen Qing's prodigal son is in love!"

Wang Wen's gesture, I don't know when there was a small book. He waved his wolf hair and swiped it on the small book, and dense small words swarmed out of the book. The small word flew in front of the remaining two shadow streamers, and suddenly exploded, turning into a pink mist in the sky.

The remaining two shadow streamers, caught off guard, inhaled a mouthful of pink mist. Secretly screaming badly, the fast-moving figure suddenly paused, they felt their heads swell, and a tempting picture instantly appeared in their minds.

A beautiful woman with scantily clad clothes and a thousand charms was waving at them, and her seductive eyes made their hearts pound. The eyes of the two were firmly attracted to the woman, and they couldn't take them off.

But these two shadow streams were not weak in cultivation, and they only sank in the illusion created by Wang Wen for a moment before they came to their senses. They were shocked in their hearts, and secretly said that Wang Wen's tricks were weird, and they almost said. There was no time to think about it, and the two of them immediately flew backwards.

If you want to retreat, how can it be so easy. Just when the two of them were trapped by the illusion, Zhan Ying and Lu Rui had already made a move. They seized this rare opportunity, cast a mystical spell, and attacked the two of them. However, the two Shadow Streams were superb, and they instantly broke away from Zhanying and Lu Rui's attacks, and quickly disappeared in the dense fog. The attack failed, and the two looked at the dense fog in front of them, and gave up the pursuit, only to secretly regret it.

The purpose of the six Shadow Stream's sneak attack on Xiao Yao was not achieved, but one of them was injured by Mo Yanyu's nine-star crossbow. With this lesson, they did not rashly attack again.

Xiao Yao, who was protected in the center by Mo Li and the others, was concentrating on drawing strange lines on the formation flag. Every time it crossed the flag, the array flag trembled slightly, and the lines in front of it also shimmered.

"Whew, it's finally better!" Xiao Yao stopped what he was doing and let out a long breath. On the five-pole array flag, he carved strange patterns. He looked at the fog in front of him with a playful smile on his face.

He took the five-pole formation flag and began to walk around the cave. When he walked to a position, he stopped, smiled confidently, "This is it!" and then took out a small flag and planted it on the ground. Then he walked forward with an even step.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

......

Nine steps!

When he walked to the position of nine steps, he took out another formation flag and planted it there. Then he retreated and walked to the position of the first formation flag. Then he began to walk backwards, took six steps, stopped again, planted the array flag on the ground, and returned to the place where the first array flag was raised. Everyone looked at Xiao Yao, their faces full of doubts, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Although they didn't understand what Xiao Yao was doing, they all followed him closely, protecting him tightly. Next, Xiao Yao took the first formation flag as the center, took three steps to the left and right, and planted the formation flag on the ground respectively. Xiao Yao stood at the place of the first array flag, glanced at the surrounding four-pole array flags, and nodded with a smile: "The first nine and the second six are left and right, and the wind is blowing." The wind is coming, it's done!"

Just as everyone was confused, he closed his eyes. The words began to be recited, strange sentences, and they heard them in a fog. "Buzz!" The flagpole on the ground began to tremble, and the lines on the front also skyrocketed.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, he stomped his feet, raised his arms, and sang in his mouth: "The wind is blowing!"

Phew! Mo Li and the others only felt a tremor underground, and the first array flag fluttered, followed by the four array flags in front and behind, left and right.

"The wind is blowing!" Zhanying exclaimed, he only felt a yin wind coming from the ground, blowing from the bottom to the top, making his legs cold. The thick fog in front of them was dissipating a little.

"Ahh The other shadows hidden around him all turned their heads to look at him, glaring angrily. One of them said viciously to him, "Don't be silent! do you want to reveal our location?"

The shadow stream looked at his companion's wolf-like gaze, and looked aggrieved: "It seems to be windy, it's a little cold." ”

"This cave is closed on all sides, how can there be wind!" he scolded at the shadow stream who had just sneezed. But as soon as the words fell, there was a whirring wind in my ears. Is it really windy? His face changed dramatically, and he looked at the number one over there. I saw that No. 1's face at this time was as gloomy as water.

The wind became stronger and stronger, blowing Xiao Yao and the others' clothes fluttering and their hair flying. This wind comes from the ground, unlike the wind that blows from the ground. The wind on the ground is called the yang wind, while the wind in the ground is called the yin wind. Yin wind is stored underground all year round, and is eroded by the cold air underground, and the cold is biting. Even if Xiao Yao and the six of them were cultivators and had vitality to protect their bodies, they also felt cold in their bodies.

The cave hall instantly howled in the dark wind, and the wind was raging. The biting cold wind did not make Xiao Yao and the others feel uncomfortable, but everyone had a look of joy on their faces. Because under the raging wind, the dense fog in front of it became thinner and thinner, gradually revealing the situation inside.

Looking at the thinning mist in front of him, No. 1's brows were twisted together. Among the six of them, the highest cultivation is himself, and the Casting Birth Realm is ninefold. Two Cast Fetal Realm Sixfold, three Cast Fetal Realm Quadruple, and one Cast Tire Realm Sixfold was injured by Mo Yanyu's crossbow arrows. On the other hand, on Xiao Yao's side, Moli casts the fetus realm ninefold, ink smoke and rain casts the fetal realm sevenfold, Xiao Yao and Wang Wen are the fifth-fold fetal casting, and Zhanying and Lu Rui are the four-fold cast-tire realm. The reason why his side was able to gain the upper hand just now was because of the thick fog, which perfectly played the advantage of the shadow stream. Now that the inexplicable wind of the dense fog has blown away, they have lost their geographical advantage. Without the shadow flow disguised by the dense fog, the combat effectiveness will drop by a notch. His heart was sudden, and the battle situation was worrying.

The wind stops, and the fog disperses.

The figures of the six shadow streams also surfaced. Mo Li held the sledgehammer in his hand, pointed at the six shadows in front of him and shouted: "The rat with the head and tail hidden, eat me with a hammer!" He didn't say much, but lifted the sledgehammer and quickly re-established the six shadows. Xiao Yao and the others had just been beaten very aggrieved by the shadow stream in the thick fog, and now that the thick fog had dissipated, they all held back their strength, and they all pulled out their mysterious weapons and pounced on the shadow stream.

Seeing this, those shadows knew that there was no way back. They all gritted their teeth, holding short swords, facing Xiao Yao and the others. Mo Li's opponent was the No. 1 of the Ninefold Casting Realm, Mo Yanyu's opponent was a Shadow Flow of the Sixfold Casting Realm, and the remaining Shadow Flow of the Sixfold Casting Realm was entangled by Xiao Yao, and Wang Wen, Lu Rui, and Zhanying dealt with the remaining three Shadow Streams of the Casting Realm Fourfold.

The fierce battle of six against six kicked off in the cave.

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