At the moment when he spoke, Xian Zuimeng had already pinched the trick in his hand, and took out a storage ring with a shallow glow, and immediately floated it to Xue Zhen's face.

And Xue Zhen immediately grabbed the storage ring in his hand, wiped it in, and didn't even check it, and then immediately transferred an ordinary array flag, and immediately embedded a magic trick that had already been memorized in his chest, and the array flag shook lightly, showing a certain virtual posture, "whoosh" into his feet, and disappeared.

Such a move was done in one go, but in a blink of an eye, Xue Zhen was expressionless, and immediately called out the second array flag, and concocted it in the same way, and similarly blurred it and inserted it into the ground.

The other four people, including Xian Zuimeng, fell into the ground, and found that Xue Zhen's array flags were drilled separately, as if they were in a no-man's land, and fell to some places ten zhang underground. The resentful three-eyed raccoon looked unaware, and his eyes stared at the people here.

At this moment, seeing that Xue Zhen had already started the construction of the so-called magic circle, Xian Zuimeng instantly squeezed out a shallow smile, and soon, he immediately commanded again:

"Quick! Bring out all the steel array flags in your hands!"

Hearing this, the other two second-order human immortals each glanced at each other, and then set their eyes on Lu Chengliu's body, Lu Chengliu's face had a solemn look, and finally met the cold eyes of Xian Drunken Meng, and a little helplessly called out the steel array flag from his storage ring, and the other two also immediately transferred out the steel array flag they were carrying, making up a worthy whole hundred.

And at this time, Xue Zhen had already cast more than 300 array flags into the ground about ten zhang underground, and cruied to the side of the three-eyed civet that gathered resentment.

"The three of you surround the beast on all sides, and don't let it escape until Xue Daoyou completes the forbidden formation. The white-shirted monk said in a drunken dream.

When Lu Chengliu dodged first, in a short time, the three of them had already occupied a corner, forming a situation of encirclement with Xian Zuimeng, while Xue Zhen continued to divide the array flag in his hand.

Time passed little by little, but the waiting time at this time was quite long in the eyes of everyone, Lu Chengliu and the other three had their own ghosts, and Xian Zumeng was staring at the three-eyed civet with resentment, Xue Zhen was still mechanically busy arranging, and soon, almost a thousand array flags in his hand had all been pressed into the ground, and before a moment of condensation, he had already begun to start the deployment of the rigid array flags.

However, at this moment, the three-eyed civet that had been "resting" for a long time was enough, and within his eyes, a strange light flickered, his body shook suddenly, and the spiritual arc at his feet and feet was lightly slashed, and it was already shot away, pointing at the man in green shirt, Lu Chengliu.

Obviously, under the suppression of the forbidden air, it is impossible for the head of the three-eyed raccoon dog to attack Lu Chengliu head-on, but the impact figure of the three-eyed raccoon cat spitted forward suddenly, and a cloud of gray and black smoke flashed, pointing directly at Lu Chengliu.

Lu Chengliu would not let his body land, his feet were lightly, and he galloped away in a certain direction, but the gray-black smoke seemed to recognize Lu Chengliu's appearance, turned into a sharp black arc, and chased after him tightly.

At this moment, Lu Chengliu, while pounced on his side, turned his body slightly, forming a violent retreat, facing the gray and black smoke, but he grabbed his fist tightly, and struck three punches in a row, completely scattering the gray and black smoke of the chasing body, as for the other two people who were close, they had retreated to a farther place at this moment, fearing the disaster of the pond fish.

Looking at the fresh drunken dream of the resurgence of the battle, he glanced at Xue Zhen who was still working on the steel formation flag out of the corner of his eye, and then looked at the three people who were a little wolf over there, gritted his teeth suddenly, his figure shook and he had already chased after him.

And at this time, perhaps because of the sharp sound of the empty clothes, the ears of the resentful three-eyed raccoon moved slightly, and his body turned around, turning back to meet the fresh drunken dream that rushed in.

I saw that during the drunken dream, the five fingers in his hand changed violently, like a palm ball, and after a while, a pair of sharp edges and colorless fluctuations that were only an inch long, like an arrow, flashed, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking the air and extremely distorted space changes, stabbing directly at the three-eyed civet over there.

"Yuan Ya!" Xue Zhen, who was watching from afar, snorted softly.

This kind of Yuan Ya is actually a collection of the Silk of the Law of Destruction, full of the power of the law inspired by the actor, and the kind of law locking in it, as well as the terrifying power of destroying the Miè, is no longer comparable to a single law filament.

At this moment, the Yuan Arrow struck, and the three-eyed raccoon dog gathered over there, its eyes flashed lightly, and a fierce resentment and killing aura was exposed, as if it had suffered a loss on it before, and in an instant, the three-eyed civet hurriedly used its two pairs of forelimbs to draw three powerful fork arcs in a row, and the fork arc was also some kind of colorless fluctuation, which was also the power of destroying the law.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

Three rapid explosions came one after another, and the power of the three-eyed civet of the three-eyed civet had already hit the Yuan Ya of the drunken dream, and the huge explosion was enough to make the nearby space instantly tear out several feet of spatial cracks, among the cracks, it was pitch black, the wind was cold, and from time to time a faint silk appeared, a silk that could be comparable to the silk of destroying the law of Miè, the silk of the wind.

And at such a moment, Xian Drunk Dream seemed to have long been able to see the appearance of the spatial crack, for some reason, at the moment when the explosion tore open the spatial crack, Xian Drunk Dream had already quickly pulled up his body and jumped away in the air.

It's just that even though Xian Zuimeng expected it, his expectation was a little slower than the counterattack of the three-eyed raccoon.

When the explosion just bloomed, in the middle of the two eyes of the three-eyed raccoon, the slightly terrifying vertical eye suddenly seemed to be lit up at the moment when the spatial crack opened.

With such a dark light, even Xue Zhen, who had been paying close attention to the battle situation over there and still constantly stimulating the steel array flag in his hand, also frowned, and under the silent sensing of his divine thoughts, Xue Zhen snorted softly.

"Sure enough, it's the Xuanguang of the Dharma!"