Unbeknownst to him, the moment his left hand stretched out, the puppet's face opened on its own.

"Huh~!"

The golden light flashed, and a long golden hand stretched out from it, grabbing the wrist of the iron hand.

Looking at the entire purple wooden box, it also began to transform and deform on its own in the squeak.

That is, between breathing, it is already replaced by a thousand-armed Buddha statue!

It's just that this huge Buddha statue looks more vicious, and with thousands of hands on its body, it is already a magic weapon with its own magic weapon, and it is powerful.

"Damn! Loosen, let go!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Iron Hand screamed and tried to withdraw his left hand.

But under the tremendous power of the Buddha statue, he couldn't move at all. On the contrary, the spiritual power in his body is constantly being absorbed by the other party!

"Huh. It's useless, once I am detained by my thousand-armed Buddha, except for the monks above the knot, there will be no monks to get out of trouble at all. Iron hand, you just wait for death. In the distance, Ulan Miaoshou said with a cold face.

"Bah, you stinky!" endure the pain, and the iron hand did not forget to scold back. It's just that at this time, he is just pretending.

Due to the consumption of spiritual power, the color of the three layers of gray spirit shield on his body has become much lighter.

"You're going to die. In order not to torture you, it is better to kill you as soon as possible. Go!" After sweeping his gaze over the iron hand, Ulan pointed at the Buddha statue void with his skillful hand.

"Wow~!"

Suddenly, the thousands of hands on the huge Buddha statue danced in unison.

The next moment, he used the magic weapon in his hand and smashed it against the iron hand below.

"Crackling~!"

"Crackling~!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

"Bang!"

Iron hands can be unlucky.

The three layers of gray light shield on his body were quickly broken. Immediately after, under the indiscriminate smashing of many blades, his body instantly turned into a mass of flesh.

Even so, the Buddha statue still had no intention of stopping, and continued to smash at the meat paste.

It took a few breaths before he finally stopped.

At this time, the Iron Hand was already a pool of blood.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Southern Xinjiang monks in the formation below flashed with anger and unbearable expressions.

It is said that the Turkic Khitan monks are naturally barbaric and fierce, and they can't imagine that a female cultivator is so vicious.

Ulan's good hands, Ulan's spicy hands are about the same.

Immediately, Ulan Miaoshou withdrew and returned to the battle, and in the fourth battle of the ring, the Turkic side won again.

"Iron Hand, Uncle Shi will definitely avenge you!" Brother Qingyu glared fiercely at the back of Wulan Miaoshou, and his heart was furious. When he was about to scold the old man in red shirt above, he found that the old man in red shirt was no longer in front of the battle at this time.

At this time, most of the monks in the opposite Turkic camp pointed their staff to the sky, and a burst of chanting sounded.

Because of the strange sounds, I couldn't hear what was being said from their mouths.

However, as the chanting of the Turkic cultivators became louder and louder, a large area of red light suddenly appeared in the distance.

After a while, the red points of light condensed and formed, turning into a majestic red condor.

This giant eagle shadow is actually about the same size as the magic circle below!

Under the cultivation of the Dharma, this giant eagle seemed to be alive.

The wings flapped at the same time, the eyes rolled, and the giant claws poked out.

Just condescendingly looking down on the people below.

Compared to the giant eagle, the monks in the array felt smaller than ants.

Being watched by such a behemoth, even a few Jiedan Peak Ancestors couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Those low-ranking monks were already scurrying around here, and they wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

"Don't be confused! Those who violate the order will be killed on the spot! This is just an illusionary shadow, with our Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Great Array, we will definitely be able to resist it!"

Some of the Elder Ancestors began to speak out to intimidate their monks. After saying this, the formation finally stabilized.

But the turmoil and uneasiness in my heart cannot be eliminated.

Seeing the red and yellow lights and shadows flashing in the air, the red-shirted old man and the heavenly ghost monk were already standing at the forefront of the Turkic camp.

The old man in the red shirt first smiled evilly at the ring.

"Huh~!"

Under the flickering of blood, the mid-air light and shadow disappeared.

Then, the old man's gaze directly locked on the Qingyu monk below.

"That's the end of this little kid's play. Qingyu Niubi, now that my Turkic figure has been revealed, your southern Xinjiang side will undoubtedly be defeated. Don't say that the old man won't give you a chance, if you take the lead in surrendering obediently and dedicating your immortal cultivation territory, maybe I'll be in a good mood and spare you from dying. Otherwise, you'll have nothing but death!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!, the old man in the red shirt, don't say anything big there, if you really have the ability, just come and break our Nine Heavenly Spirit Array!" Monk Qingyu was not afraid of the other party's intimidation, and shouted loudly.

This also reassured many monks in the array.

In fact, Qingyu Lao Dao is also bitter in his heart.

He had heard of the name of the Turkic Condor, and the attack power could only be described as perverted.

And the Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Great Array on his side, although it is a defensive magic array handed down from ancient times, because the people who preside over the big array have always been the old monsters in the sect.

This time, it was presided over by their Yudan-level monks, and the defensive power was much worse.

At most, it is equivalent to a layer when the old monster was born.

But the matter has come to this point, and it can only be carried hard.

Seeing that Monk Qingyu was speaking fiercely, the red-shirted old man had a relaxed expression and turned his head to look at the Heavenly Ghost Monk next to him.

"Brother Heavenly Ghost, you can start. ”

"Amitabha! Well, wait for the old decay to see which formation base is weaker. ”

Nodding, the Heavenly Ghost Monk's eyes widened, and he looked at the nine formation bases of the Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Array below.

Needless to say, the main formation base is presided over by Qingyu Zhenren himself, and the defense is definitely the strongest.

As for the other eight auxiliary bases.

To the southeast, it is the Tianji Old Demon who presides over the middle stage of the Poison Spirit Gate.

To the northeast, it is presided over by the ancients of the middle period of Nakedan.

In the southwest direction, it is presided over by the real person of the rotten wood in the later period of the Qingxu Gate, and it is also the later repair.

In the northwest direction, it is presided over by the monk Luofeng in the late period of Qingniuguan Jiedan.

As for the four directions of due east, south, north, and west, they were presided over by the Qingluan Monk of the Jade Sea Gate, the Jade Ji Niangniang of the Heavenly Curse Gate, the Ling Yu Zhenren of the Purple Spirit Sect, and the Rock Demon of the Yan Demon Gate.

These four people are all mid-stage cultivators.

With the addition of the four people above, there are six mid-stage monks among the eight people, and it is really difficult to say who is the weakest.

"That's it, the little guy due north. After speaking, the Heavenly Monk and Monk rushed at Ling Yu Zhenren of the Purple Spirit Sect with a little hand.

Looking up at the old monk in the distance and seeming to look at him, Ling Yu Zhenren's heart sank!

"Oh my God, you're not going to attack me. ”

Whispering, the old man began to study his own strategy for escaping.

The heart said that it doesn't matter to me whether the big array is broken or not, and it is important to save my life.

Thinking about it like this, my attention is a little unfocused.

"Little friend Lingyu, be careful!"

Suddenly, the voice of Qingyu real people came from his ears.

When I looked at the formation base next to me, there was already a large cloud of blue light claw shadows cast on it.

"Chatter~chatter~!"

Suddenly, a long scream came out overhead.

Ling Yu Lao Dao looked up and found that the Turkic figure in the sky had already rushed towards this side, and the two huge blue eagle claws were almost attached to the large array above.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

"Boom!"

A loud sound was heard, and the eagle's talon was already firmly grasped in the direction of the base of the formation.

Receiving this huge force, Ling Yu Zhenren, who was presiding over the formation base, felt that his chest was overturning, and his blood was difficult to peace.

"Poof~!"

A mouthful of sperm blood spurted out from his head, and there were three hundred CC.

Suddenly, the mana could not be continued, and the pillar of the formation base next to it was also dimmed.

In the next moment, in the area directly north of the Nine Sons Heavenly Spirit Array, the aura was greatly reduced, and the defense was already reduced a lot.

Fortunately, the other eight formations were safe and sound.

Streams of energy immediately came from the direction of the other eight formation bases, and the spiritual light of the large array in the north area had recovered a lot. However, due to this, the defense of the entire large array was relatively reduced by one point.

Just as Ling Yu was glad that the formation foundation was not destroyed, the sound of the eagle roaring in the sky sounded again!

"Chatter~!"

"Ahh ”

Seeing the huge eagle claw smashing overhead, Ling Yu Zhenren didn't care about anything else, and directly flashed out of the position of the formation base.

"Ling Yu, you grandma, go back for me!" When Monk Qingyu saw this, he was so angry that he scolded.

"Boom!"

"Wow~!"

When the loud noise came out again, the base of the due north formation had already broken away from the magic circle, and it was thrown out horizontally.

With such a large pillar, the residual strength is also quite amazing.

Not to mention the fifty or sixty low-ranking monks who were affected, they died tragically on the spot, and hundreds of monks were seriously injured.

When the pillar of the formation base lay on the ground and the brilliance on the surface collapsed, it disappeared in a flash. It also left a huge crater dozens of meters deep on the ground.

After the entire large array suddenly trembled on the surface, the brightness of the spiritual light on it decreased by a few points.

Seeing this scene, he almost didn't drive the Qingyu monk crazy.

"Get that little bunny for me!"

"Hehe, don't worry, he can't run!"

"Huh~!"

The Sea Old Demon sneered twice, and after a flash, he grabbed Ling Yu Lao Dao, who had fled into the distance, like a chicken, and brought it to Monk Qingyu.

"Seniors spare their lives! If I don't run, my life will be over!" At this time, Ling Yu Lao Dao was already half frightened, and began to beg for mercy on his knees.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! As early as before the war, the old man had already said that those who escaped from the battle would be killed. If I don't kill you, how can I convince the public? Brother Hai, you can do it!"

After that, Monk Qingyu didn't look at him, turned around and continued to preside over the big array.

"Hehe, okay! Anyway, I haven't taken a tonic for a long time!" the old demon smiled and turned his palm into a claw with one hand.

The five nails suddenly grew old, and they all glowed with a faint green light.

"Hai seniors spare their lives!"

"Puff~!"

A muffled thud was heard.

Ling Yu Lao Dao only felt that the dantian's abdomen was hot, and then his eyes were black, and he couldn't wake up. The old devil of the sea was also like electricity, and he didn't give Lao Dao time to react at all.

When he looked at it again, the old devil already had an extra bloody ball of meat in his hand.

On it, there are still some spiritual fluctuations.

This thing is Ling Yu's old meat pill!

"Squeak squeak~"

In the amazed gaze of everyone, the old devil opened his mouth and began to chew on the meat pill.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked extremely enjoyed.