"Despicable and shameless cultivators, don't be delusional!" King Beamon in the magic ship shouted with a mocking look.

"It's a bit wishful thinking. ”

Grand Elder Mo Luo agreed, and said to Murong Bo, "Little brother, war is about to start. In the ensuing battle, the 'water of life' of this seat will play a decisive role. Therefore, I will never trade the 'water of life' with you. ”

Great Elder Moro takes great care of the strong men of the elven race. These strong people who have been cultivated with great difficulty must not be allowed to suffer serious damage.

The strength of the enemy cultivator is so strong, if he didn't have the trump card of "Water of Life", he would not have agreed to King Beamon's request and joined forces to seize the axe treasure that belonged to the Demon Beast Kingdom.

Seeing that Grand Elder Mo Luo was retreating again, Pan Zhuoxing shouted shamelessly: "Great Elder Mo Luo, the deal is not lovely.

Your 'water of life', we care about it. When you are defeated, don't rush away, you must stay and continue to trade with us.

I promise, we won't chase after you elves and kill them all!"

Murong Bo opened his mouth and said, "Senior Brother Pan, this should be my 'line', and it was snatched away by you like this." ”

"Haha!" Pan Zhuoxing said with a smile: "Senior Brother Murong, good things, everyone likes them, and it's normal to have the same 'lines', don't be surprised." ”

When the two of them slowly fell down, Murong Bo's face was solemn, and while looking around, he said to Pan Zhuoxing: "Senior Brother Pan, there is some trouble now, you have to be vigilant." Don't be too optimistic. ”

"What?" Pan Zhuoxing frowned. Said: "There is Senior Brother Murong holding a medium-grade treasure 'Righteous Qi Book'. Presiding over the overall situation, we are as stable as an iron bucket, will there be trouble?"

Murong Bo said in a deep voice: "I know that you are a few senior brothers and have full confidence in me.

However, if the Great Elder of Namoro carries more 'Water of Life' with him, this battle will be worrying, and I will not be confident enough to win.

Of course, even if it can be won. The two of us will also pay a great price for casualties, and you must be mentally prepared to be defeated. ”

Having said that, Murong Bo's eyes were still full of indomitable and determined fighting intent, and he did not regret at all that he had not escaped in time before.

"Senior brother, don't worry. Of course, Pan Zhuoxing was not worried, and said calmly: "If the situation is really tight, when it comes to the critical moment, our four senior brothers will surprise each other." ”

Murong Bo was waiting for Pan Zhuoxing's words. Hearing this, he was relieved and said happily: "Since Senior Brother Pan said so. Then I'm relieved.

Hehe, you guys in the forbidden land, caused super strong energy fluctuations, I am puzzled, very curious about what caused it.

It seems that the mystery will soon be revealed.

Okay, now let's all return to you, and Senior Brother Lin and I will rely on the formation to stand up for a while. When it comes to the critical moment, the four of you, you must strike in time. ”

When Pan Zhuoxing answered, Murong Bo's figure flashed, and he returned to the center of the Confucian Righteous Qi Array, presiding over the formation, and preparing to meet the enemy.

"This Senior Brother Murong is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is a guy with a sharp eye and a strong sense of overall control.

Fortunately, he is very personable and willing to pay, and he is a comrade-in-arms who is very worthy of dependence. ”

While sighing in his heart, Pan Zhuoxing quickly descended, came to Xia Jingjun and the others, and said loudly: "Fellow disciples of the Flying Feather Sect, I believe you have also heard that the other party has the 'water of life' that quickly recovers from injuries and bodies.

Therefore, the current shape is very unfavorable to us.

We are facing a tough battle!

Brothers and sisters of Confucianism, we will share weal and woe and fight side by side!

We have to muster up the courage to fight with all our might, and we must not back down and complain, understand?"

Although Pan Zhuoxing's cultivation is relatively low, his seniority is there, and he can speak well, and even Murong Bo, the great genius of the late Yuan Infant period of Confucianism, is commensurate with his senior brother and is on an equal footing.

In addition, what he said was indeed very reasonable, so most of the disciples of the Flying Feather Sect, including Lin Yidan and Huo Bai, were more convinced of him, and responded loudly: "Understood!"

said that it was understood, but in the hearts of many Flying Feather Sect monks, they began to feel uneasy, worried about their own safety.

There were also a small number of monks who secretly complained, blaming Pan Zhuoxing, Shang Zhenyu, Murong Bo and others, and not escaping from the great opportunity, which made them fall into this unfavorable situation.

In short, most people are nervous.

Only Cheng Yiming and Li Huai knew the details and powerful hole cards of Pan Zhuoxing, Xia Jingjun and others, and they seemed very relaxed and not worried.

"Well, that's good!" Shang Zhenyu opened his mouth and praised it, and said, "Our senior brother and Duanmu junior sister are four people, although we can't help much now."

But at the critical moment, if you can't resist it, we can only expose the big secret of the four of us.

Use our superhuman means to turn the tide and cooperate with everyone to defeat the enemy!"

Shang Zhenyu served as the general of the mall and had rich experience in battle formations.

He knew very well that Lin Yidan and most of the monks of the Flying Feather Sect lacked experience and training, and had hardly experienced such a bloody scene, and their psychological endurance was very weak.

If they are faced with a difficult or even desperate situation at first, they are likely to be unable to bear it and collapse, causing huge casualties.

Therefore, Shang Zhenyu said these words of encouragement, so that they have no worries and enhance their confidence in the enemy.

Sure enough, after listening to Shang Zhenyu's words, the monks of the Flying Feather Sect quickly calmed down and began to sharpen their fists.

Under such circumstances, they will be able to exert all their strength without distractions and fight against the enemy!

After a while, the Demon Beast Kingdom and the Elven Clan completed the formation and began a step-by-step powerful attack!

This time, the demon beasts and elf powerhouses in all directions all stood still.

The first to prepare for the attack were dozens of magic ships suspended more than a hundred feet in the air.

These magic ships, although the models are different. But on every magic ship. There are rows and rows of magic energy cannons.

As long as you fill enough magic crystals. When activated, it fires energy cannons that can destroy mountains and rocks and kill people.

"Woooo

The sound of a loud horn sounded continuously.

Forty magic ships of various types, divided into four groups, aimed their guns at the formations arranged by the two cultivators below.

"Launch!"

Under the command of the four elven clan elders, one after another powerful energy cannons let out a violent whistling sound, and quickly attacked the two formations below.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Countless energy cannons. Bombarded on the dark yellow shield of the formation, it made an earth-shattering loud noise, accompanied by a strong shocking force.

Without defense, people almost lost their minds.

The energy cannon only bombarded for more than ten breaths, and the dark yellow shield gradually began to fade.

If these energy cannons were allowed to bombard, without counterattacking, the two formations would be quickly broken without the intervention of King Beamon and Grand Elder Moluo.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

The loud, piercing, penetrating bell rang continuously.

Xia Jingjun and Duanmu Xuanxuan worked together to stimulate the little bell treasure. Be the first to fight back!

In an instant, I saw countless terrifying sound waves that were irresistible and like substance. Soaring into the sky, it flew towards the many magical ships in the sky.

Many sound waves collided with the attacking magic energy cannon, and the energy cannon exploded on the spot, and although the strength of the sound wave weakened, it continued to fly towards the target magic ship.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen magic ships in the air were attacked by a large number of sound waves.

Most of the people who operate magic ships and energy cannons are humans in the Demon Beast Kingdom and ordinary elves of the elf race.

The small bell of the treasure level, the sonic attack that was inspired, they had no way to resist it.

Therefore, these ordinary humans and elves who were directly attacked by the terrifying sound wave could not withstand the powerful attack of the sound wave, and their heads exploded one after another, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and the scene was unbearable.

Due to the long range of the sonic attack, many of the more powerful humans and elves on the magic ship did not die on the spot.

They were pricked in the head, had a headache, and lay on the ground rolling and screaming.

Only a handful of the most powerful commanders immediately took over the control of the magic ship, and quickly fled with the magic ship, going to a distance to save the dead and help the wounded.

"Great!

"Well done!"

"This sonic attack, only in this case, can play such a big role!"

The Confucian Sect and the Flying Feather Sect monks below used their divine thoughts to detect the tragic situation on the magic ship, cheering loudly, and their morale was greatly boosted!

Xia Jingjun and Duanmu Xuanxuan continuously activated the treasure weapon, although the consumption was large, but for their own safety, they continued to exert all their strength to stimulate the small bell treasure.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

The sonic attacks continued, and there were constantly magic ships that were injured and fled urgently.

"Rise now! Rise into the sky!"

The elven clan elder in charge of the command, knowing that he had made a mistake, hurriedly ordered the magic ship, which had not yet been attacked by the sound wave, to rise into the sky.

When the magic ship rose to an altitude of more than 500 feet above the ground, the sonic attack lost its powerful effect.

"Attack, keep attacking with all your might!" the elven elders shouted angrily.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

One after another, energy cannons, with a whistling sound, attacked again.

It's a pity that at this time, there are only more than ten magic ships left with powerful attack capabilities. The threat to the two formations below has been greatly reduced!

In the center of the Flying Feather Sword Array below, Lin Yidan smiled and shouted at Xia Jingjun and Duanmu Xuanxuan: "Senior brother, junior sister, do a good job!

"Haha!" the two of them waved and smiled, sat down cross-legged, took the elixir that restored the true yuan power, and closed their eyes to breathe.

"With a distance of more than five hundred zhang, there should be no problem!" Lin Yidan muttered and shouted: "The sword array is running, fully support me, and kill the remaining magic ships above." ”

As he spoke, Lin Yidan's dantian was filled with sword-like natal treasures.

With the support of the sword array, the sword-shaped treasure weapon "chirped", flew into the air, and launched an attack on the more than ten magic ships that were still firing magic energy cannons.

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