Soul Emperor Martial God

The moment when the big formation appeared.

The densely packed monster beasts around him, and the aura of the monster beasts on them, were instantly suppressed.

Even the cold old man frowned, "Shutian Formation in Tianzang Academy?"

"Hmph, I see if you are really capable."

The old man suddenly violent.

"Presumptuous." The eight deputy hall masters were already prepared, and their aura and vigor had already condensed.

"What an evil cultivator, dare to cause disaster in my Quartet, I will see if you are really capable."

The deputy master of the Asura Hall took the lead.

The old fist is powerful.

The cold old man has claws in his hands, and he is actually a martial artist who is forcibly shaking a martial arts emperor.

boom…

There was a loud noise.

The deputy head of the Shura Hall remained motionless.

The cold old man, also motionless, clasped the fist of the deputy hall master with his claws.

Zi... Zi... Zi...

The thin and thin palms, like white bones, were actually so strong; their fingers touched the skin on the fist of the deputy hall master, making a corroding sound.

"Huh?" The deputy head of the Asura Hall changed his expression.

The physical power he is proud of is actually a little bit corroded at this moment.

"What a cold and weird method, we'll help you." The other seven deputy hall masters immediately shot.

"Fengshen bound." The deputy head of the Fengsha Temple held his hands empty.

The power of heaven and earth descends from the sky, just like the power of gods.

The gentle wind power, suddenly stubborn and domineering, restrained the cold old man's body.

"Flame Heart Slash." The deputy hall master of the Yandian condensed a blade of flame, splitting it heavily.

The cold old man already has violent wind power.

At this moment, the wind is helping the fire, and the blade of flame is even more powerful.

The rest of the palace masters blasted out with all their palms.

"Blood Shura." The old man sneered without fear at all.

Boom...boom...boom...

The attack of the eight palace masters hit the old man heavily, making roars.

"This evil cultivator demon is not dead but also seriously injured." The Yandian warrior yelled coldly.

However, bursts of roar fell, revealing the intact body of the old man inside.

"Only this ability? Jie Jie." The old man sneered.

"Huh?" The eight deputy hall masters changed their expressions.

"This evil cultivation should have the same level of cultivation as ours, but these days, the blood has washed more than a dozen big cities, absorbed and refined countless essences and blood, but the strength has greatly increased."

"A bunch of waste." The old man smiled disdainfully, "When the old man refining the body of blood, I want your blood to flow into a river in the eight main halls of the four regions."

"Let's talk about your life today." The eight deputy hall masters once again joined forces.

On the other side, the densely packed monster beasts also launched an attack instantly.

The battle between the Eight Hall Warriors and the Monster Beast broke out in an instant.

Xiao Yi glanced at the barrier in the sky and frowned.

He knew how powerful the Thirty-Six Locking Heaven Formation in Tianzang Academy was.

The ability to set up this formation together proves that at least one of the warriors of the Tianji Temple is a deacon of Tianzang Academy.

However, although this formation is strong, it does not have the blessings of the mysterious chains of the Tianzang Academy, and there is no formation of heavy treasure Tongtian jade increase, its power is much weaker.

On the contrary, there are many mages here, and if they work together to maintain a large formation, they can achieve more than 70% or 80% of the effect.

At least, unless the array mage here is dead, it won't be a problem to trap all the monsters in this monster forest, and this evil cultivation.

Xiao Yi just thought for a while, then didn't think much.

Whoosh... The sword energy in his hand condensed, and he shot out instantly.

After the cold sword aura passed, the monster beast was killed instantly.

With his current strength, there is no difficulty in killing these ordinary monsters.

Although there are many monsters here, the strongest is only the peak strength of the Saint King Realm.

Xiao Yi glanced at the battle between the eight deputy hall masters and the evil elder, then shook his head.

He killed these monsters without difficulty, but he couldn't join the battle of the eight deputy palace masters either.

The melee of the nine martial arts emperors is not something that I can participate in now.

But fortunately, watching the battle, the eight deputy hall masters joined hands to completely push the evil cultivator into a disadvantage.

Thinking that it won't be long before, the evil cultivator will undoubtedly be defeated, or even beheaded.

Swish...wish...wish...

Xiao Yi shot out a sword aura, easily harvesting the life of the monster.

Qing Lin was also fighting.

"Tsk tusk, this is a bit of experience." Qing Lin's face was full of war.

Xiao Yi smiled and nodded.

Among the countless monsters like the tide, there are not many of them in the late Saint King realm and the peak of the Saint King realm.

Enough for Qinglin to experience the effect.

Time gradually passed.

An hour later.

The battle between the Eight Temple Warriors and countless monsters almost broke out in this entire monster forest.

The casualties are countless.

Of course, the most casualties were the monsters.

On the side of the Eight Temple Warriors, all of them have the title of chief deacon and above, and they have excellent methods.

Therefore, the casualties were not numerous.

The scarlet blood had already stained the ground.

Just at this moment, that Yin sting breath appeared again.

However, it was not swept, but like a black wind, shuttled on the battlefield.

Wherever he passed, blood and corpses disappeared out of thin air.

Suddenly, hiss...

A warrior, blown by this black wind, instantly disappeared in place.

The strange black wind raged in.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned, "Be careful."

The black wind is heading towards Qinglin.

Xiao Yi stepped away and pulled Qinglin past the fighting.

The black wind was as good as passing by Qinglin.

Qing Lin avoided, but a warrior beside him was instantly swallowed by the black wind.

This time, Xiao Yi saw up close how these strange auras made the martial artist, blood and corpse disappear.

"wrong."

When there were no bones left of the warrior, Xiao Yi suddenly reacted.

He originally thought that these weird auras possessed extremely sinister power and corrosive power, which would corrode blood, corpses, and warriors.

But just now, in his eyes, it was not so.

It is not corroded, but absorbed.

The warrior just now, from head to toe, his hair, flesh and blood, and bones were constantly being absorbed.

It is absorbed layer by layer, but the speed is so fast that it makes people look like they have disappeared out of thin air.

"No, it's not right." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, "Qing Lin, be careful, I will help the eight deputy hall masters."

When the voice fell, Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and went straight to the cold old man.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's speed was extremely fast, and he instantly joined the battle of the eight deputy hall masters.

This move immediately shocked the Eight Temple Warriors around him.

"Then boy, what are you doing?" The Qin family elder shouted violently.

"It doesn't matter if you die, if it affects the battle, drags the eight deputy hall masters behind, and causes the consequences, can you afford it?"

"Will you get out of the old man?"

Xiao Yi was too lazy to pay attention, the Leng Yan sword in his hand appeared out of thin air.

"Boy, you're looking for death." The old man sneered and grabbed Xiao Yi with his dry palm.

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

A monstrous killing intent filled the air instantly.

A sword came out, like a sea of ​​blood.

Boom...The palm of the cold old man was pierced in an instant, and then he was shaken back ten steps.

"Huh? It's so strong." The eight deputy hall masters around were surprised.

"Is there a way to make a quick battle?" Xiao Yi asked quickly.

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Fifth more. (Make up)