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"Master, what about me?" See Xu Ziyan assigned tasks, but no her things, Sha Xiaofan will be anxious.

Xu Ziyan said with a smile: "Xiaofan, your accomplishments are still low. If you want to be the master of the array, the lowest accomplishments must be respected."

Then Xu Ziyan looked at Liu Qingmeng and Liu Huaping and said, "Xiaofan, please take care of them!"

Today, Liu Qingmeng is already in the early stage of human respect, but her cultivation is not as good as her Liu Huaping. On the contrary, her cultivation at this time has reached the peak of the early stage of human respect. Two people smell speech, all smile to nod. They didn't argue. They knew very well that among these people, Sha Xiaofan's accomplishments were lower than the two of them, and the rest of them were all higher than the two of them. They really had nothing to contend with.

"Master, what about you?"

"Master, at that time, will go deep into Ailao Mountain and directly face the Jinjia general. I let him escape last time, but I can't let him escape again this time. "

Three days later.

Everyone has come to the critical moment of understanding, but the monks in Ailao Mountain have made all preparations. Around Ailao Mountain, thousands of friars built four big formations.

At this time, a solemn, all the monks are holding their own immortal tools, staring at the opposite fog shrouded Ailao Mountain.

Ailao Mountain is shrouded in thick fog. In the vision of thousands of monks, the fog is boiling. It's going in one direction, which is the ancient battlefield in Ailao Mountain.

The top of the mountain.

Xuantian'ao stands in the front, the remaining eight masters. Nine ancient gods and four hall masters stood behind him. Xuantian Aoyang threw out a talisman, which exploded in the sky.

"Boom..."

Around Ailao Mountain. Xuanwu, Canglong, Zhuque and Baihu are still thinking about the impact of Ailao Mountain. All of a sudden, it broke through the fog and rushed in.

Xuantian'ao's face was overjoyed, and he drank: "rush!"

He took the lead to rise from the top of Pingding Mountain and rushed to Ailao Mountain.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The eight patriarchs, the nine ancient heaven lords and the four hall lords jumped up one after another, taking xuantianao as the arrow. In the shape of a man, thinking about the collision of Ailao Mountain.

"Boom boom..."

On the ground, Xuanwu, Canglong, Baihu and Zhuque burst into the fog, and dense zombies appeared in their vision. These zombies saw the four big formations crashing in, but they didn't rush up fiercely. Instead, they were running very regularly. The dense zombies gave people a sense of unity.

Xuanwu, Canglong, Baihu and Zhuque are four formations, each of which has millions of monks. Each big formation also gathered millions of monks as a whole and rushed towards the zombie group.

But the zombie group's array is extremely tough, as if it has endless rebound power. From time to time, though, zombies were blown to dust. But the Terran friars also fell from time to time. And gradually, the Terran friars felt as if they were trapped in a net. The deeper they went, the tighter they were bound.

"Boom..."

At this time, the twenty-two great friars had already turned from shangzun to attack Ailao Mountain strongly.

The population of the main formation of the four formations gave orders. Millions of monks in each formation began to concentrate and burst out. Huge cracks appeared in the sky. The tough zombies began to collapse, and countless zombies turned into vermicelli. There is a gap in the zombie array, right in the gap. Twenty two monks rushed in. They had already seen the huge altar.

"Boom..."

Jinjia opened his eyes. Gray eyes seem to penetrate the sky.

He!

Standing up, the whole world seemed to shake with it. His arms stretched out to his sides, and his mouth murmured. A kind of rhythm spread around and soon covered the whole Ailao Mountain.

The dense zombies suddenly stopped, only for a moment, and then turned into gravel, which was swept up by the wind. All of a sudden, heaven and earth were disgraced. The whole Ailao Mountain was filled with dense gray gravel.

The monks could hardly open their eyes in the dense gray gravel, and even their divine consciousness was oppressed. Although the gravel is small, it has strong corrosiveness, and there are monks falling constantly. Looking at the fall of an individual around him, the Terran friar turned into a pool of yellow water, and was in a panic.

"Kill

Shangzun cuts out with a sword, and the sword formula of Xingyu swings up a piece of Xingyu, which rushes away the dense gray gravel.

"Kill

The eight patriarchs, the nine ancient gods and the four hall leaders all released their most powerful immortal formula, swept away the dense gray gravel around them, raised their bodies and rushed to the altar."Roar..."

The Jinjia God General on the altar roared. The dense gray gravel in Ailao Mountain surged towards the altar like a rolling wave, and then revolved around the Jinjia God general, forming a huge viscous gray vortex, which rolled all the monks inside.

Although Xuanwu, Canglong, Zhuque and Baihu are still struggling to maintain their formation, they are passively rolled up by the viscous gray whirlpool and lose their freedom of action. The 22 great friars headed by Shang Zun were like mortals trudging in the swamp, and they were like snails every step forward.

Nameless island.

Xu Ziyan raised her hand and put on the golden mask. Behind her, all the monks raised their hands and put on the mask. Xu Ziyan stretched out his hand to open a space crack, and said, "go!"

The bodies of the thirty-two monks turned into thirty-two streamers and disappeared in the cracks of space.

Ailao Mountain!

A huge gray whirlpool is slowly rotating. At this time, it can no longer be called Ailao Mountain, because it has become a flat land, and Ailao Mountain has been destroyed.

There are five groups of friars floating in the huge whirlpool. Among them, four of them are numerous and arranged regularly. The crowd is Xuanwu. Black dragon, rosefinch and white tiger. Although at this time, the monks in the four formations were more and more tightly bound, and constantly falling. But he still kept the foot of the four great formations tightly, because every monk knew it very well. There is still hope of life to hold the battle. If the battle collapses, there is only death.

Among the five groups of friars, only a group of friars can move, but the action is also very slow. It is the 22 great friars, led by Shang Zun, who release their precious light and strive to advance towards the altar. They all know in their hearts, to such an extent. There is no retreat. Although I don't know how to get to the altar, I don't know how to get to the altar, but I know that retreat means the mass death of the human monks.

The twenty-two of them may be able to escape, but what about the rest?

At present, all the monks in the four great formations insist on it because of the 22 of them. If they retreat, the monks in the four great formations will collapse immediately, and there will be no one who can escape eventually.

Above the whirlpool.

The sky split and thirty-two figures appeared from the sky.

Xu Ziyan looked at the thick gray whirlpool below. Only the 22 friars headed by Shang Zun were still advancing towards the central altar with turtle speed. The other four formations have lost their attacking ability and can only defend passively. They are about to collapse.

"Elder martial brother. Elder martial brother Cang, elder Yan, elder Qinyang, join the battle! "

"Yes

Langyue, pale and shadowless, Yan Xingyun and Xu Qinyang lead the immortal tools in their hands, each with his own team, and rush to the four big formations below.

"Roar..."

A gray face suddenly appeared in the middle of the gray viscous whirlpool and opened a huge mouth to the twenty-eight monks. There was a huge tongue sticking out of that mouth.

"Boom..."

The huge tongue was divided into innumerable gray tentacles and wound around the twenty-eight monks. At this time, monks and monks in the four formations in the gray vortex also felt the vibration of the vortex. Looking up, he saw Xu Ziyan and others in the air.

"Mysteries!"

"Here comes the secret sect!"

"We are saved!"

“…………”

The whole Terran friars are boiling. At the time of desperation, I saw the secret sect, which had always been invincible, and let the hearts of monks emerge infinite hope.

"Here comes Mizong, we have hope!" Mengshenji also breathed a long breath.

"Not bad!" Tuyishui and other people's faces also showed a tired smile, but the strength of the hand is a bit strong.

But then they saw the gray tentacles stretching out from the center of the vortex. With the howling sound of tearing space, they pulled out gray shadows and drew them to Lang Yue and others.

In the whirlpool, the monk's face suddenly changed. If Xu Ziyan and others were pulled into that huge mouth by these tentacles again, would they still have hope?

Heart after heart, a pair of eyes full of anxiety.

At this time, Xu Ziyan's heart is also a little anxious. She needs Lang Yue and others to enter the four big formations. Only when she enters the four big formations can she break the present situation. Just look at shangzun at the saint level. If she can't break the gray vortex in front of her, shangzun can't do anything here, and she won't be much better.

However, at this time, thousands of tentacles have broken through the air, which has blocked their way to fall. If they go further, they will fall into thousands of tentacles.

"Dragon Seal!"

Xu Ziyan gave a big drink. The arms of the thirty-two monks were all spread to both sides, and the blood colored cape was flying in the wind.

"Boom..."

Behind each monk, there are nine dragon shadows. The nine dragon shadows raise their heads and roar, and a roaring sound of dragon sounds in the sky. The nine dragon shadows soar up into the sky. With the rising of the Dragon shadow, they suddenly grow and turn into giant dragons. The Nine Dragons circle in the middle, end-to-end, but they turn into giant seals in an instant. The thirty-two giant seals of the dragon in the sky release their precious light and press away towards the center of the vortex.Tweet:

Title: Rebirth strategy?

Book Number: 3318849?

Author: niangcheng?

Introduction: Rebirth meets rebirth, it's not sure who will win or lose? Let's see who laughs last.

The title of the book: extremely gorgeous fairy, book number: 3317166, brief introduction: the goddess of life, because in a great war, she turned the divine consciousness into 81 pieces and reincarnated.

Li Yu is one of the 81 pieces of divine consciousness.

Unfortunately, it's hard to let go of the fact that Li Yu was occupied and influenced by a man's independent thinking.

Because of this, the plot of the story is officially unfolded, and there are many mysteries

Under the unique law of the way of heaven, there is a hot blooded, bloody and violent side in the world of cultivation.

This article is a hot upgrade of shuangwen, also suitable for boys to read.

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