Chapter 907: Is this really a White Immortal Master?
The crane robe elder shouted angrily, and the cruel words came out, as if he had been holding back a breath of anger for a long time, and he couldn't bear to disturb it!
"Rise!"
As soon as the words fell, Elder Hepao spat out two more words, and he was the first to give the battle order.
The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be stirred like a clear spring, killing the sky.
The five hundred cultivators of the Feiyun Sect walked neatly, their bodies flashed or walked or flew vertically, three rows inside and three rows outside, scattered, whether it was from the ground or overlooking from a high altitude, there were faint traces of some kind of divine pattern giant map, I don't know if it was a coincidence, or this array itself was born from a certain formation "totem", and then with the optimization and blessing of the Feiyun Sect's thousand-year heritage, with the foundation of the five hundred Feiyun Sect cultivators' various magical martial arts, if this array is fully exerted, it can wrestle with the immortal master!
This is where the strength of the power of the sect or family with the foundation lies, if you fight alone, maybe each sect and each family has talented people, and the victory and defeat level can only be regarded as a partial, but when it comes to the big battle at the sect level, the formation of a hundred people or more is the real horror.
The air seems to be able to smell the killing factor, this is a real change from potential to subtle, in a sense, it is the same level as the law of supernatural powers and even the power of heaven and earth, but the name is different.
"Senior, you misunderstood, we came here this time to meet my peerless powerhouse brother Brother Bai!"
Kurumi couldn't help but inhale wildly, his face couldn't help but become solemn, and he even said that he had misunderstood.
As for the hundred or so hunters beside him, they looked at each other in horror.
The impression of the Feiyun Sect has been directly reversed, and I thought that this Feiyun Sect was nothing more than Erer, but I didn't know that as the Crane Robe Elder said, the people of the Feiyun Sect were afraid of the power of the God Slaying Cave, not the so-called hunters who like to "cold stab" fight.
"White Brothers?!"
The old man in the crane robe frowned, still without the intention of closing the formation.
This kind of large-scale sect array, and this old man is the leader of the formation, once he loses his strength, and the notorious hunter organization in front of him is deceiving and paralyzing, if he wants to force the formation, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Not only will the morale be seriously frustrated, but even the attack power that bursts out of the formation will be greatly reduced.
"Senior, don't talk about the old hatred, although my mad three have fallen into the evil way, I won't cheat on such an important matter, if I really want to fight your Feiyun Sect head-on, I won't be so self-conscious, so I came here with such a few people."
Crazy San hurriedly explained, his attitude was extremely low-key, and he stretched his neck, instinctively reflecting a posture of looking through the autumn water.
At this moment, a figure strolled over, it was Bai Che.
"Brother Bai, big brother, big guy, crazy three, meet Brother Bai!"
Kurumi's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior, and his nervous heart could be regarded as falling back to his chest.
It's just that the title has not changed, and it's a little vanity.
After all, he was able to persuade and persuade these little wax people from Beidao so smoothly, in addition to the fact of the battle in Pingxian Valley, he also relied on the identity of claiming to be this white powerful little brother.
"Receive... Close! ”
Elder Hepao was also nervous, and when he saw Bai Che appearing, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ordered.
Bang, boom!
The roar of the breath continued to sound, lasting for a while, such a large array, somewhat "heavy", easy to start and difficult to close the formation, not a small-scale joint attack.
The breeze dissipated, and Bai Che appeared in everyone's sight.
At this moment, whether it was the disciples of the Feiyun Sect or the many little wax people on the side of the mad three, they all looked at each other, and they didn't know how many people were suspicious with surprises on their faces.
In his imagination, this White Immortal Master Bai Da Ability, at least a middle-aged power over forty years old, after all, the Immortal Master character, in the established impression of these young cultivators, could never be such an age similar to himself.
"Not really."
"Could it be a mistake?"
"Is this really the White Immortal Master?!"
Suspicion abounded, albeit very quietly, but it also reflected the current thoughts of the countless cultivators present, especially the young people.
"Shut up Lao Tzu, it's your turn to question the strength of my white brother?! Qin Demon has poisoned us for many years, and he calls himself an immortal master, and he can't stop my white brother with a sword, Lao Tzu was at the scene at the time, and it felt like ......"