Chapter Seventy-Two: Hitting the Jackpot?
And at this time, Yuan Zicheng Zhenren didn't know if he had borrowed the power increase of the magic weapon, and he actually used the power that was almost comparable to that of the Yang God Zhenren in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Although it has not yet reached the true pure yang, the power exuded at this moment actually suppressed the entire large array.
At this time, even Yuan Zicheng, who turned into a red sun and fell in the ghost domain, felt it, and a powerful force erupted, making people's hearts palpitate, and almost in an instant, people thought that it was the rising sun......
Even though it was meant to be broad daylight!
Under the illumination of this power, the original Heavenly Luo Lock Netherworld Array was completely revealed, and it could be seen that between the flow of power, it seemed that it was already a tattered net......
Below, a huge black hole can be faintly seen, with several clouds of light shining through, as if it wants to rush out.
"I'm going, it doesn't seem to be a barbarian ghost god, could it be that I hit the jackpot this time?"
Originally, I thought that there were so many escape routes near the mountains of the barbarian mountains, but I didn't expect that these barbarian ghosts and gods would choose the Ten Thousand Ghost Beach! This kind of luck is really good, right?
Even Yuan Zicheng didn't expect that his luck would be so good. There was a slight flash of surprise in his eyes, but he had to send the arrow on the string, and he couldn't care much at this time!
The mighty primordial spirit pressed up, as if it was fixed on the Heavenly Luo Lock Netherworld Array. The large array that had been upturned was pressed back again......
"Quick, you take the opportunity to repair the formation flag, as long as it lasts for two more hours, reinforcements will arrive. When the time comes, we will make a great achievement!" Yuan Zicheng's voice came.
Let Gu Junjie and the others be refreshed, at this moment they were more or less injured, injured by the rebound of the formation. There was turmoil among the Zhihai Spirit Platforms, and even the serious mana was in chaos.
Only Tang Changsheng's condition has improved a lot, at least he is not injured.
However, everyone couldn't care about the injuries on their bodies, swallowed the Cultivation God Pill that was hidden and reluctant to eat, and began to continue to repair the formation flag.
From Tang Changsheng, to Gu Junjie, Zhang Qiuping, and even Wang Yanwen and other people all understood at this time. These two hours are by no means so easy to pass, at least, Yuan Zicheng will definitely not be able to support it for so long!
At this time, even if Tang Changsheng had the White Jade Pill Furnace in hand, he didn't have the confidence to control the situation.
Although the White Jade Pill Furnace was powerful, with the power of his Manifestation Realm, it was not enough to exert the greatest power of this Pill Furnace. At this time, he may be able to protect himself with the White Jade Pill Furnace, but it is impossible to control the situation.
You must know that the barbarian ghosts and gods who want to escape from the Netherworld are not one or two......
Tang Changsheng held a formation flag in his hand, the Yuanyang Divine Lamp was lit, and his divine sense had penetrated into the spiritual void of the array flag almost at the first moment.
This is because Tang Changsheng has continuously refined more than a dozen array flags, and he is already very familiar with this thing. The most important thing is that at the critical juncture, Tang Changsheng has no care to preserve his strength...... In other words, it is no longer possible to hide all the strength.
At this moment, my heart moved, and my divine sense had already penetrated into the Array Banner Spiritual Void, but I saw that this was a simple, empty white wall.
Tang Changsheng's divine consciousness turned into a large pen, leaving his mark on the wall, but it was equivalent to the success of the sacrifice of this formation flag.
Following the rotation of his divine sense, he withdrew from the spiritual void of this array flag, and took out a formation flag again and practiced it.
Everyone else was originally concentrating on refining the array flags, but when they saw that the array flags in Tang Changsheng's hands were like assembly lines, they passed slightly in their hands, and they actually put them down again, and in less than half an hour, there were already more than a dozen array flags around them, and everyone was stunned.
Did this kid refine the array flag, or did he pretend?
More and more people began to notice the abnormalities around Tang Changsheng, and they couldn't help but pay attention.
"What's the fuss, hurry up and refine the array flag, Yuan Zhenren will be about to lose his support!"
Tang Changsheng's broken cry sounded by their river, which also made them react suddenly and speed up the movements in their hands.
At this time, Yuan Zicheng's situation was not very good. The red sun, which originally suppressed the Skynet Great Array, trembled at this moment, and the light gradually dimmed, and at a sudden glance, it was even as if the red sun was setting.
But the darkness that seeped out from the depths of Skynet was spreading, as if it was about to swallow everything.
At this time, Tang Changsheng had already sacrificed and refined fifteen array flags in his hands, but he didn't care about the sacrifice anymore, so he hurriedly got up and inserted the array flags into each array to share the pressure for Yuan Zicheng.
And the other disciples also woke up like a dream, although they only had one or two array flags in their hands, they couldn't care about it, and inserted the array flags.
At this time, as the spell cast the array flag communicated with the leylines, a strange scene seemed to appear in the eyes again.
The Xuanhuang River, which was originally calm underground, suddenly rose and fell at this time, and it seemed that one by one, the huge black sun, descended on this big river, causing a huge tide.
It is strange to say that the sun is actually black, but in fact, although these suns are black, emitting a pitch-black light, as if swallowing everything, but in the heart of the heart, it is red, but golden, there are more than a dozen in total, the scene is extremely spectacular.
At this moment, I vaguely saw that the nail dragon stake that suppressed the long dragon of the river continued to emit snow-white and dazzling thunder and lightning light, slashing towards those suns.
And those black suns seemed quite jealous, and they didn't dare to touch these thunders......
Although the induction was only a momentary effort, Tang Changsheng, who came back to his senses, immediately understood: "Those are actually barbarian ghosts and gods? There are actually more than a dozen! Fortunately, there are nailed dragon stakes......
At this time, Tang Changsheng already knew that it was definitely not the power of Skynet and Yuan Zicheng that could intercept so many barbarian ghosts and gods...... Or rather, none of them played the most critical role.
Those should be the most powerful barbarian ghosts and gods, and the weakest of them are not much weaker than Yuan Zicheng. And among the powerful ones, those who emit golden light at the core, are definitely the level of the righteous gods, which can be comparable to the real people of the yang gods.
Tang Changsheng glimpsed at a glance that there were also three barbarian ghosts and gods of this level.
The most important thing is to nail the dragon pile!
If Tang Changsheng's expectation is good, the barbarians have been declining over the years, and I think it is the dragon vein that has been nailed by this nail dragon pile, right?
And this nail dragon stake is restraining these barbarian ghosts and gods, otherwise they would have broken through the great array of Tianluo Lock Netherworld and killed it. (To be continued.) )