"Ten heavenly stems and twelve earthly branches, heavenly stems, the stem of the wood, strong and yang; branches, the branches of the wood, weak and yin......" Yang Zhangliang opened his mouth clearly, there was a trace of tired starry eyes, scorching brilliance, a light smile and confidence appeared on his face again, with the help of the ancestor, the help of the three strategies, but he really understood the formation in front of him.

Holding the fan in both hands, bowing slightly, Yang Zhangliang turned around, but he thanked the demon cultivators for their support, and then said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, follow me to break the formation." ”

A, B, C, D, ...... The position of the heavenly stem, twenty colleagues in each direction, the son of the ugly Yinmao...... The position of the earth branch, in ten progressions, under the coordination and command of Yang Zhangliang, the demon cultivators quickly found the position, Yang Zhangliang, the feather fan shook lightly, and pointed out the direction of the attack in turn.

The demon cultivators are not in a hurry, they have the same hatred for the enemy, their morale is available, and they have a basis for advancing and retreating.

This time, the formation that had already harmed Yang Zhangliang twice was finally truly eaten by him.

Within the formation, Sun Hao's body, the blood was rolling, reflecting his whole person was very fierce, what Sun Hao didn't expect was that he had just changed the formation twice and killed more than fifty monks, but in the dark, his blood was accumulated on his body, it was really unintentionally inserted into the willows, after these more than fifty monks were killed, the blood and evil qi on his body was thick and abnormal again, and it was bound to be able to take a big step forward in his blood condensation.

Think about it, this is also unexpected, in the process of cleaning, the Heavenly Dao is restored, and it has its own judgment criteria, these demon cultivators were killed by Sun Hao's change formation, and their evil qi accumulated on Sun Hao, but it is also logical.

Not only that, within the Qingyun Battle Boat, it is on the list of achievements. Anonymous's standings have risen sharply again. Rushed directly into the top hundred. The disciples on duty did not dare to be careless, so they hurriedly reported it.

This kind of rising momentum was only so fierce in the battlefield, that is, the Demon Killing Lu Shan.

Sun Hao didn't know that the change in his points had once again caused a storm in the Qingyun Battle Boat.

At this time, Sun Haohu's eyes opened, holding a spirit stone in his hand, and he was about to play. But he finally sighed lightly and put away the spirit stone. Yang Zhangliang's array path attainments are not weak, at this time, with the blessing of the secret method, if the ancestor is possessed, his array path vision power is already about the same as Sun Hao's.

Even if Sun Hao changes the formation now, he can harass the demon cultivators for a while at most, but he can't get much effect, since this is the case, it is better to let him break this formation. Let the two Dao demons really fight.

His consciousness moved, and he sank into his own sea of consciousness. Within the sea of knowledge, there seems to be a mirror, reflecting the entire battlefield, and in the battlefield, five battle flags shine in the mirror.

Sun Hao's divine sense urged, pulled the five battle flags, and began to swing.

The battle flag waved, and the five people of Guan Jingqi, Xiang Dong, Gu Aiping, Nanfeng, and Dai Jun immediately followed the guidance of the battle flag, led their monk team, waved the battle flag, and began to move slowly in the Qingyunmen main formation.

At this time, the formation had not been broken, and the Qingyunmen monks had not received the order to act, and their actions, strictly speaking, were a bit overstepping.

It's just that when Bowen saw the movements of these five people, he immediately recognized that they were the five loose cultivators who helped Sun Hao set up the formation, and he also immediately saw the five-color battle flag in the hands of the five people, and his heart couldn't help but move, and he said aloud in his heart: "Arrange the three talents, the formation moves with the flag, and prepare to fight." ”

The Qingyunmen monk was slightly stunned, but he immediately reacted, and quickly set up three and three in pairs.

Not to mention, at this time, they found that the monks around them seemed to be very familiar with the Sancai Array, and any three monks were together to practice the Sancai Array.

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie glanced at each other, and then looked at Bowen, who nodded slightly to them, but did not open his mouth to explain.

In the formation, Sun Hao, who sat with his eyes closed and sank into the sea of knowledge, had a faint smile on his face. Bowen is also a smart person, so he has a lot less trouble.

The monks of Qingyunmen formed a team of three and three, and took over the three talents.

The three talents were arrayed, and suddenly, they felt that on the five battle flags, there was a mysterious aura pulling, and under the pull of the breath, the Qingyunmen monks quickly entered the formation.

This is?

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie stood in the air, looking at the queue of monks who suddenly burst out with a solemn murderous machine, and glanced at each other. Liang Dingjie opened his mouth and asked, "Bowen?"

Bowen smiled slightly: "Brother Liang, don't worry, wait for the demon cultivation to break the formation, just take a look." ”

As he spoke, Yang Zhangliang pointed his feather fan in one direction and yelled: "Drink." ”

The demon cultivators attacked together, and there was a loud bang, as if a gust of wind was blowing, blowing away the fog that shrouded the Qingyunmen station, revealing the Qingyunmen monks inside.

At this time, there were less than three hundred monks in Qingyunmen, and the monks of the Five Elements Demon Sect, although they had lost more than fifty people, were still more than four hundred, occupying an absolute numerical advantage.

The formation was broken, and the two old enemies were tense, and they looked at each other.

The disciples of the Five Elements Demon Sect, with the power of breaking the formation, have a high morale, high momentum, and are eager to try.

The monks of Qingyunmen fought one after another, deep as an abyss, and waited for the battle.

Lei Peng laughed and patted Yang Zhangliang on the shoulder: "Zhang Liang, good job, you should be the first to win this battle."

Then, the big hand stretched forward and pointed in the direction of Qingyunmen: "Fellow Daoists listen to the order, all of them have it, the goal, Qingyunmen, don't leave one, kill me." ”

"Kill, kill, kill", the demon cultivator disciples roared in unison, the true yuan operated, the magic weapons flew, and in all directions, killing in the direction of the Qingyunmen disciples, trying to determine the battle situation in one fell swoop with the number of people who had an absolute advantage.

Colorful, varied, varied, and distinctive, they all attacked the Qingyunmen garrison and attacked the Qingyunmen monks.

Yang Zhangliang stood beside Lei Peng and Bai Liang, looking in the direction of the Qingyunmen battle array, his heart was filled with a sense of unease, and he felt that something was wrong, and a solemn look appeared on his face, and he wanted to speak again.

The Qingyunmen monk didn't make any moves, and under the traction of his breath, he listened attentively to the order.

Sun Hao's consciousness moved, Guan Jingqi pointed in the air, the golden battle flag pointed in the air, a phantom shadow of the battle flag appeared in the air, the phantom battle flag rose in the wind, the flagpole was like a gun, and the front of the battle flag in his hand was pointed, Guan Jingqi roared: "Blood horse bow carving, iron wind long knife; Ruijin, Ruijin ......"

Behind Guan Jingqi, the four flag-holding monks waved their flags, followed the direction of the Ruijin Banner, waved and rushed forward, and followed Guan Jingqi in their mouths and shouted loudly: "Ruijin, Ruijin......"

Driven by Guan Jingqi and the five people, and driven by the breath of the battle flag, the monks in the formation couldn't help but shout in unison: "Ruijin, Ruijin......"

In the midst of the loud shouts, Qi Qi urged Zhenyuan to strike a uniform blow in the direction of the array flag.

The true elements of the monks seemed to gather together on the huge shadow of the Ruijin Flag, and along the flagpole, they turned into a spear.

This gun, glittering with golden light, up to ten zhang, as thick as a steel column, the head of the gun is like a shuttle, rotating, the body of the gun is like a golden dragon rotating, majestic and majestic, surging momentum.

Guan Jingqi shouted violently: "Ruijin is pointing, invincible, the golden dragon is against the scale gun, go." ”

In the air, the golden spear broke through the air, like a bamboo, and disappeared into the demon cultivation camp in front.

Everywhere he passed, the demon cultivator's body protection qi was like tofu, vulnerable, unable to resist half a point, the spear, consistently passed, the sharp golden flag pointed, a piece of fine light, the road ahead, more than 20 foundation-building elite demon cultivators, instantly hit by the "golden dragon anti-scale spear", like a string of grasshoppers, without too much struggle, they fell on the spot.

At this time, the attacks of the demon cultivators from all directions were about to descend on the battle array.

Sun Hao is in the sea of consciousness, and his divine sense is involved.

Sun Hao's breath is pulled.

In the center of the battle array, Dai Jun's heart moved, the thick soil flag in his hand was raised in the wind, and he shouted violently: "One stone and one wood, one brick and one tile, broken walls and ruins, three talents borrow the law...... Thick soil, thick soil......"

In the sky above the thick earth flag, a phantom of a large banner immediately appeared, and the phantom flickered, emitting bursts of earthy yellow light, like a semicircular arc, covering the entire battle array.

The other four battle flags, with the conformity, with the movement, this time, the breath traction, the monks in the formation involuntarily stimulated their own body protection qi, at the same time, involuntarily, all of them shouted violently: "Thick soil, thick soil." ”

In the midst of the loud shouting, the body protection qi of the monks in the formation seemed to be dragged up, and the earthy yellow light was magnificent.

Immediately, above the head of the Qingyunmen monk, a transparent earthy yellow pot lid appeared, this pot lid was solid and firm, and it stood still despite the attacks of the demon cultivators.

Song Xiaoli and Liang Dingjie glanced at each other, and then looked at the light and breezy blog post, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Bo Wen, what a good means!

Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, but in the classics of the sect, there are also relevant records, this is a battle array, in ancient times, the human race monks conquered the weapons of all races, the monk battle array.

I just don't know how Bowen laid out the battle array, and what means controlled the battle array.

The way of the formation is really broad and profound, and it is unfathomable.

One go, and then another.

The demon cultivator on the other side was violent, but the fierce attack was fruitless, and on his side, in just one round, he confessed to more than 20 colleagues.

Zhengwang's morale, inevitably, plummeted.

Yang Zhangliang's eyes flashed, and with a pop of his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person quickly floated in the air, and said loudly and quickly: "Heroes, the dry of demons, and the common people, the foundation of demons...... Soft can control the strong, the weak can control the strong, the ancestor cheers, the three slightly possessed, hope"

Lei Peng's eyes flashed, and he wanted to hold Yang Zhangliang, but Bai Liang pressed Lei Peng's shoulder with one hand and shook his head slowly at him.

Lei Peng was silent and looked into the air.

At this time, Yang Zhangliang, his jade face was flushed, his hair rushed to the crown, his scarf rushed away, his hair stood up, and he pointed forward with a feather fan, and roared loudly: "What a battle formation of heaven, earth and man, fellow Daoists, listen to my orders......"

The following demon cultivators, just when they were at a loss, saw Yang Zhangliang shouting in the air, and responded in unison: "Drink ......" (to be continued......