I saw the Buddha pattern flashing on the light curtain, which seemed to be weak, but in fact it was unbreakable.

"This is the formation of the Buddha Gate, the trapped formation of the Buddha Gate is the most powerful, but I still know a lot of it, I have never heard of this formation at all, what kind of formation is this? And this formation is too strong, right?" said Senior Sister Biyuechi.

"What kind of formation does he care, break it for me!" the wine fairy snorted lightly, swung his sword and made a strong move again, where is there still a trace of obscenity at this moment, the beautiful eyes of the second senior sister of Biyue Chi flickered, and she didn't know what she thought.

The old ape god and they also continued to attack, the light curtain was much dimmer than before, and they would definitely be able to break through it after a long time.

Over no man's land.

The wind was howling, but these had no effect on the people who were fighting, the formation was shrouded, and the no-man's land had already been beaten by everyone, and all the spirit demons in it, including the remnant spirit soldiers, were almost all shattered by the aftermath of a few people, leaving nothing behind.

The battle situation is still the same, in fact, only a dozen breaths of time have passed, and the fight between several people is too fast.

"Snort!" Fang Yunchu's arm was slashed a little by the wind arrow, Fang Yunchu didn't care, he swung the knife and greeted it, now Fang Yunchu's two doppelgangers swung the knife, and the two doppelgangers swung their fists, some light and some heavy, and the cooperation was very tacit.

After a while, the wind god flashed out, and Fang Yunchu's four clones retreated in the storm again, a little embarrassed, but the wind god's face also changed several times. In contrast, Fang Yunchu was also at a disadvantage.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaohua flew out, her face was pale, spitting blood, the face of the big Buddha was a little ugly, after withdrawing a few steps, she flashed out with a Zen staff, and arrived in front of Zhang Xiaohua in the blink of an eye.

"Get out!" Wu Yan brandished a big knife, slashed the Thunder Emperor with one sword, and met the Zen staff of the Great Buddha Lord in a flash, and the two fought fiercely. The Lord of the Big Buddha retreated, and Wu Yan also retreated continuously, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and Zhang Xiaohua flashed and stood with Wu Yan.

The Lord of the Great Buddha snorted expressionlessly, and with a wave of his Zen staff, he killed Wu Yan and Zhang Xiaohua.

In the distance, the Thunder Emperor rolled and stood up, constantly spurting blood, his face turned pale, he glanced at Wu Yan, and then dodged and killed Lan Xiaoyue, he had to make a move. Now in the formation. They are a win. One loses both.

As soon as Lan Xiaoyue killed a golden light monk, the Thunder Emperor killed him with a fist, Lan Xiaoyue was not afraid, and cracked the Thunder Emperor's tricks with a swing of the sword. Then he repelled the Thunder Emperor.

Lan Xiaoyue did not fall behind in the face of a golden light monk and the Thunder Emperor.

Mu Qing's spear shadow was like a dragon, and he also killed a golden light monk almost at the same time, and killed the god of death again and again, his face was colorless, and his injuries were extremely serious, and the god of death really looked like the god of death at the moment.

The formation flashed, and the two golden light monks who had just been killed came out from the depths of the formation again, and the two of them coincidentally killed Mu Qing, and the god of death was about to be killed by Mu Qing. The two golden light monks quickly killed, but they still stopped Mu Qing from killing the god.

Fang Yunchu's eyebrows twitched, it was not possible to go on like this, these golden light monks couldn't be killed, and they dragged Mu Qing and Xiao Yue alive. How can this work, it is really not easy for them to defeat like this, it is too difficult for them to kill the wind god, and they are still at a disadvantage, over there Wu Yan and Zhang Xiaohua teamed up to fight against the big Buddha master, both of them were very fierce, and they cooperated properly, and finally stabilized the situation, but depending on the situation, the big Buddha master still has the upper hand.

"Snort!" Lan Xiaoyue struck the Thunder Emperor away, and with a single sword, he killed a golden light monk again.

"Boom!" the Thunder Emperor had just flipped over, and then a black shadow flashed, and the Thunder Emperor flipped out again, and let out a miserable scream.

Fang Yunchu flashed over again and gave the Thunder Emperor a blow, although he didn't kill the Thunder Emperor, but it also caused him a lot of damage.

"Xiao Yue, second brother, you join forces to stop the wind god first!" Fang Yunchu shouted, his figure flickered, and with one punch, he exploded a golden light monk who was fighting against Mu Qing.

"Good!" Mu Qing shouted, swung his spear and stabbed out, also killing a Golden Light Monk.

"Wind Sword!" "Wind Sword!" The Wind God was really angry, Fang Yunchu actually killed several people in front of him, and the Wind God quickly launched a special move, and there were Wind Swords everywhere for a while.

"Thousands of miles of snow drifting!" Lan Xiaoyue shouted, swinging her sword and making a trick, this trapped array could not intercept the snowflakes, the snowflakes were rolling down, all with small swords, and it was more than ten thousand miles, with the improvement of Lan Xiaoyue's strength, the snowflakes did not know how much place they covered.

The speed of the wind god was slightly blocked, the wind sword was also blocked, Lan Xiaoyue swung the sword and killed it, the body was erratic, the sword shadow was like a flower, and it was not much slower, Mu Qing also stepped to kill the wind god, and smashed a lot of wind swords with a swing of the gun, the spear was like a dragon, pointing directly at the wind god, the wind god was in the snowflakes, and the wind was still around him, but Lan Xiaoyue's swordsmanship was light, mixed with the law of wood, and the water ripples of Mu Qing fluctuated, mixed with the law of water, the two of them cooperated very well, and the wind god couldn't get out of it for a while, so he had to deal with it, and he couldn't have the upper hand。

Fang Yunchu dodged and killed the god of death, knocking the god of death away with one punch, and chased him out.

The Thunder Emperor's eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth and punched Fang Yunchu's back, although he was very afraid of Fang Yunchu, but he had to make a move, if the god of death died, it might be his turn next.

The thunder was rolling behind him, Fang Yunchu had no choice but to turn around, and the four figures swung their fists in unison, shattering the Thunder Emperor's Lei Yan with one punch, and then turned around and continued to kill the god of death.

The Thunder Emperor was a little angry, he was ignored, and chased him out in a flash.

Boom, boom, boom! Fang Yunchu's four figures flashed out, suddenly turned around, and instantly surrounded the Thunder Emperor who was chasing him in the middle, and shook his fists in unison, the fist shadow was pervasive, the golden rays flickered, the Thunder Emperor's face was full of horror, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late, Fang Yunchu's target turned out to be him.

The Thunder shook his fist and fought back quickly, only to scream.

Fang Yunchu flashed out and shot straight at the Grim Reaper who had just landed.

There was a sound behind him, after the Thunder Emperor screamed, he directly exploded, originally Fang Yunchu wanted to kill him a little troublesome, maybe he would have to waste a few breaths of time, although he had already suffered a lot of injuries, so Fang Yunchu used his brain a little, and now he couldn't delay for a moment.

The golden light monk in the distance had formed again, flying rapidly.

Death's face was full of fear, and Fang Yunchu's fist was infinitely enlarged in his eyes.

"Death ......" Grim Reaper wields a scythe, wants to make a last stand, and holds out until the Golden Light Monk arrives.

"Die!" Fang Yunchu said lightly, the four doppelgangers swung their fists in formation, and the god of death was directly exploded, and none of the tricks were hit.

Fang Yunchu looked up at the battlefield of Xiao Yue and Zhang Xiaohua, although several of them were less down, but the Great Buddha Lord and the Wind God were helpless for a while, Fang Yunchu then looked at the three golden light monks who roared and killed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed out in a flash.

The air flashed, without the slightest sound of wind, as if moving instantly, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yunchu's figure arrived in front of the three golden light monks.

There was a loud bang, and the three golden light monks flew out in unison, the black shadows flashed, the fist shadows were filled, and the two golden light monks exploded at the same time, and then the last golden light monk also exploded.

Fang Yunchu was originally a little stronger, and what Fang Yunchu was best at was a violent attack, and the three Golden Light Monks were all killed.

The formation in the distance flickered, and the golden light monk wanted to form again.

Fang Yunchu flashed and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he came to the place where the Golden Light Monk was formed, and the Golden Light Monk was still a little illusory, and gradually condensed.

Fang Yunchu didn't say a word, he punched out, it seemed to be a punch, but the shadow of the fist was flickering, as if he had made countless punches, and the golden light monk who had not yet formed roared angrily, and they burst into flames.

The faces of the group of high-level gods on the periphery were a little pale, and the corners of many people's mouths were also oozing blood, it seemed that it was not so easy for them to maintain this formation.

Fang Yunchu glanced at the formation light curtain, and the four doppelgangers stepped forward in unison and blasted out with a punch.

There was a loud bang, and the light curtain shook again and again, but then it stabilized, and it did not break, and on the other side, the light flickered, and several golden light monks formed again.

Fang Yunchu frowned slightly, and in a flash, he came to the side of the phantom figures of several golden light monks, and with a punch, the golden light monks exploded again.

Fang Yunchu's eyes were sharp, a short knife appeared in his hand, his figure flickered, and for a while, the surroundings were full of knife shadows.

Strange voices sounded one after another, and the surrounding light curtains shattered one after another along with the space, and small gaps appeared, and those high-level gods on the periphery were stunned, and then they were full of fear.

Fang Yunchu's four black shadows flickered, and then disappeared.

In a tight instant, the cracked light curtain and space closed, but Fang Yunchu was gone.

The high-level gods outside didn't think much about it, and quickly maintained the formation, and in an instant, the phantoms of the three golden light monks were formed again in the formation.