Chapter 785： The Eight Iron Guards are amazing!

Chapter 785 The power of the eight iron guards!

But this time, it was indeed the last time they made a solemn choice. Because, with the same choice and problem, Chen Fei can't give them a second time, and Tie Yi can't give them a second time!

Therefore, if some of them see the fierceness of the enemy army, they are afraid in their hearts and want to leave, this is undoubtedly the last chance.

Because the superior can be kind, but it can’t always be that kind, right?

Sometimes, an iron fist is everything.

"If you don't leave, then show me your strength and temper today! The Red Lion Cave and Yunlong Mountain regard our Mingshen Cave as soft persimmons, so we must tell them now, if you are not afraid of Broken Teeth, Then come try it!" That Tie Yi said sternly.

"That's right! What about the Red Lion Cave and Yunlong Mountain? Dare to pay attention to our Mingshen Cave. It's a big deal to burn all the jade and stone. Do you really think we are afraid?"

So after a few hours, a group of people gathered from the depths of the Mingshen Cave, one after another of auras and demonic energy, rushing into the middle of the day, shaking everything, making the mountains and fields outside the gate of the cave house full of murderous army figures. Waving the flag and holding the pole, hunting and hunting, writing big characters!

Myojin Cave!

"Hey! When did this Mingshen Cave become so powerful? It has so many masters?"

"At least a dozen masters of the eighth level of qi training, forty or fifty practitioners of the seventh level of qi, and so many Dongfu army, this, this... Is this really the force that extended from the Golden Toad Cave?"

"I heard that the new owner of Mingshen Cave is an alchemist. Maybe, maybe the change of Mingshen Cave has something to do with this?"

"But even an alchemist, it wouldn't be so outrageous, right? A master of the eighth level of qi training is not a Chinese cabbage. Back then, there were at most three or four golden toad holes for a powerhouse of this level! But now... unless it is a level three or above. Alchemist, it's almost the same."

"A alchemist above the third level? What a joke, how is that possible? How can a big man of that level have the leisure to play small things in our poor mountain and remote areas?"

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The current changes in Mingshen Cave are obviously shocking and surprising to those around the outside world.

There is no way, although the monks in the eighth realm of Qi practice are nothing to the level of Chen Fei today, but looking at the radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, such a strong person is still very powerful and powerful! It is the high-level and backbone of the major forces.

But now, Mingshen Cave is like magic, how can it not be shocking and surprising that it has suddenly changed so much! ?

After all, you must know that such strength is at least three to five times that of the original Golden Toad Cave, but the question is, how long has the Golden Toad King just died? That Jinchan Cave has just changed hands, and how long has it been renamed Mingshen Cave?

Thinking about it carefully, is it really scary? Even an ordinary alchemist can't possibly be so outrageous, right?

For a time, people in Mingshen Cave filled the mountains and plains, but their faces were extremely solemn.

The eight iron guards headed by Tie Yi stood at the forefront of the army, always like a mountain, with a tall and straight background, as if they could hold up everything. There is a faint and frightening aura that is very powerful.

In the distance, as the sun sets in the west, their figures seem to be dyed with a faint red color. Some sunsets are deep, and some are ready to go.

Whoosh!

But soon, the tightly closed eyes of Tie Yi and the others suddenly opened, and he murmured coldly, "Here you come?"

"A group of bastards, dare to come to my Mingshen Cave to pick things up, watch it, someone will be unlucky!" Among the eight iron guards, Tie San, the tallest and rough-hearted, clenched his fists with both hands and made a symphony of creaky bones. Murderous sneer.

As he said that, as if a lion awakened in his body, a mid-stage aura of second-level monsters that made the scalp numb was released, surging violently, rushing into the sky! The same goes for the other eight brothers by his side.

"His!"

"This power...why is it so powerful?"

In the distance, many people see this scene, and they feel a sense of absurdity that is unbelievable in an instant! He gasped in surprise, astonished.

Because it is obvious that the first eight iron guards are only in the middle stage of second-level monsters, but why, the momentum they show now is so terrifying, even the higher-level ninth level of Qi training seems to be comparable! ?

"Huh? Those eight guys?"

Even on the side of the Red Lion Daoist, the Red Lion Daoist and Luo Pang both had their eyes slightly changed when they felt the aura of the Tie Yi and the Eight Brothers united together. Weird strength, and immediately can't help frowning...

Because they can feel it, if the eight iron guards of the first class join forces, it is possible that they will have a strength that is not inferior to any of the three of them!

At that time, I am afraid there will be changes! After all, there are not only eight of them in this Mingshen Cave, but a more powerful and tricky Chen Fei...

Damn, how could this be? This Mingshen Cave actually has such a heritage?

"Where is the dog surnamed Chen? Come out and die!"

But although the three of them felt troublesome and troublesome, Zhou Long, who was full of fire, obviously would not think about it, nor would he think so much!

As soon as their combined army reached the place where they could see the gate of the Mingshendong cave, they saw him stand up impatiently, arrogant, condescending, lofty, and arrogantly shouted.

Almost at this moment, the expressions on the faces of the Eight Great Iron Guards, Tie Yi, etc., became very cold! His eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Arrange the formation, do it."

That Tie Yi’s icy voice was like a blade. After giving the order, he was ready to go straight and walk out of the army.

Seeing this, the remaining seven of the eight iron guards behind him followed without hesitation.

Boom!

So in a short while, from their bodies, a tyrannical momentum rolled out, united together, making their eight brothers seem to be truly integrated, the magic light is great, the formation pattern emerges, lingering on their eight brothers. beside.

The next moment, the eight iron guards stepped out in unison, and the area around the body was even more turbulent and more terrifying, forming a formation of strength that expanded outwards.

"Eight-born compatriots, unite the formation!?" Seeing this scene, the pupils of Daoist Red Lion, Luo Pang and the others shrank in an instant, and they almost exclaimed.

Obviously, they really didn't expect that Tie Yi and the others were actually eight siblings, and they were proficient in such a powerful joint formation. With these conditions combined, it's no wonder that they are not powerful!

But they knew this, but Zhou Long obviously didn't. Or it should be said that even if he knew, he didn't seem to take it to heart.

"Eight bugs, dare to attack me Zhou Long? Okay, since you want to court death, then I Zhou Long will fulfill you now."

I saw that Zhou Long sneered, and suddenly his whole body was bulging and surging, and in that aura, a black light flew out amazingly, forming a chain that traversed the sky and shot at the slowly walking. The direction of the eight iron guards is extremely cold!

That Zhou Long was indeed worthy of being the only closed disciple of the headmaster of Yunlong Mountain, Hei Fengzi. Eye-catching.

This black awn is a rare treasure of the middle grade magic weapon level. After passing through the air in mid-air, the majestic power directly descends like a secluded evil pool and ice spring. Full of suffocating power.

"My, my God, does Zhou Long already have the combat power of the ninth level of Qi training this week?" In such a scene, even the crowd watching the lively from afar, felt a light in their hearts and stuttered in their mouths. , his face was pale, and he was exhausted.

Because they knew very well that if such an attack came towards them, at least 99% of them would definitely die, and there was absolutely no hope of surviving! And now...

"Huh..." A slight but unusually harsh whisper sounded in vain, and the power of the pattern surrounding the eight iron guards surged up in vain, like a volcanic eruption.

boom!

The power of    is really amazing. Just like porcelain, when it hits a hard stone, there is almost no delay, and the latter begins to shatter!

Although the Eight Iron Guards only have the middle stage of the second-level monster, but they are eight people, and they are still in the same mind, and they are supported by top-level joint formations. Human can be the enemy!

At least it's like Zhou Long's pseudo-qi ninth-level combat power, it's impossible to resist!

Then, in an instant, the violently flashing black light suddenly burst, and the arrow wrapped by the black light flew out, shaking violently, the spiritual light was dim, and Zhou Long instantly vomited blood!

But this is not the point!

Because, after the black awn arrow was blown away by the eight iron guards of the first class, their footsteps still continued firmly, their eyes were cold and murderous, and they walked towards Zhou Long.

"You, you all get out of my way! Stay away from me, do you hear? Stay away from this young master." Seeing this scene, Zhou Long, who was arrogant at first, finally panicked, backed up again and again, and said in a stern voice. .

However, the eight iron guards of the first class were completely unmoved, and the enchanting aura and formation patterns surrounding them were even more icy and cold.

"Humph!"

But at the next moment, a surging aura came, and a sinister voice came out: "A few bugs, return them to this old man!"

Countless densely packed fingernails dazzlingly circled, and from behind Zhou Long, the bald old man with an abnormally swollen nose next to Luo Pang poured out of his body, continuing together, showing terrifying fluctuations.

The thumb cap-sized auras followed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, a light curtain was formed.

In that light curtain, the original spiritual light suddenly became a blue-gray sword energy, filled with sharp sword energy that made the scalp numb, very terrifying.

This old man is actually a sword cultivator who uses a sword! ?

(end of this chapter)