This Swordsman is Too Steady

Amidst a mysterious formation, the burly Shura stood quietly.

A black streamer is constantly circulating, protecting the formation and Shura in it.

boom!

A small hill gleaming with lightning arcs hit the black streamer in front of you, making a thunderous sound.

In the violent collision, the thunder arcs on the hill overflowed, but the black streamer remained motionless.

Lin Lang furiously rushed into the crown, but his heart sank a bit, "Damn, Shura is in the heart of the formation, and with the power of the formation, we can't break through this black light and confront him!"

Chu He was also gloomy.

They have tried many times, but the black streamer is like a turtle shell, indestructible, they can't shake it at all.

Zi——

Qi Yuan was holding a glazed array plate, and the array plate emitted a series of spiritual lights, hitting on the black streamer.

The same is eliminated and dissolved by the black streamer.

Qi Yuan shook his head helplessly, "The power of this magic array is too strong, even my banning technique does not work at all."

"Your human race's formation is indeed incomparably exquisite." Shura looked at the thunderous Lin Lang and Chu Hejiejie and smiled: "That's right. According to your human race, the power of this magic formation is equivalent to the fifth rank formation, Zhenjiang In the city, who has the ability to crack this formation? Just rely on your three Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"Host Chu, you swallowed your breath these years, don't you really think that you are afraid of you?" Shura mocked.

A hundred years of forbearance, at this moment is finally exhilarating.

Chu He looked gloomy and did not respond to Shura's sneer.

This time, they did lose to Shura, but the price seemed too heavy.

"Sura, why are you massacring innocent mortals like this? When the powerful monk of my human race arrives, where can you escape?" Lin Lang asked in a hurry.

Shura was in the heart of the formation, sheltered by the black streamer, sneered at Lin Lang disdainfully, even if he had the winning ticket, he did not conceit his plan too proudly.

He just raised his head and glanced at the **** river above the sky, and muttered to himself: "It's coming, it's coming, a hundred-year plan is finally going to be done!"

...

Outside Zhenjiang city.

There are a few more people than before, but the atmosphere is very solemn.

"How long has it been?" Lu Zhou's voice was low.

"It's almost an hour." Lu Yuan replied.

"Previously, almost every moment, black light flickered above the barrier, and then the barrier would be weakened by one point, but now it is close to an hour without any movement."

Lu Zhou looked like water, "I don't know what happened, which caused the cultivators in the city to break through the formation was interrupted."

"The situation is getting worse." Lu Bei nodded, agreeing with Lu Zhou's statement.

"Even if the power is weakened by 20%, this enchantment is still indestructible for us.

Since there will be such a large-scale formation, it is not easy for those who shoot.

We must be psychologically prepared, perhaps this time the death in Zhenjiang City will be more tragic than we had guessed! "Lu Zhou sighed.

The two Golden Core monks of the Ke family who had just arrived, both Kern and Klai sighed lightly.

Although they knew the truth that there would be eggs under the covering of the nest, the situation before them was beyond their ability, and they could only resign themselves to their fate.

"Someone is coming!" In the silence, a trace of surprise appeared on Lu Bei's face, and he said softly.

Kela frowned, "Who is there, why didn't I post..."

Before he finished speaking, a cloud of glowing haze suddenly appeared in his divine consciousness.

Kerai couldn't help but glanced at Lu Bei in astonishment, feeling a little jealous in his heart.

It is worthy of the reputation of the real Qingling, but the cultivation base of the middle golden core, the spiritual sense is actually stronger than him, the cultivator of the late golden core.

The speed of Lingyun was so fast that it was still far away, but within a few breaths, it had already flickered before them.

Lingyun dispersed and turned into a colored glaze bracelet, which was received on the wrist by a monk wearing a black robe.

Behind the black robe monk, a dozen or so gray monks stood silently.

"Senior!" The Jindan monks present were all excited, and respectfully saluted the black robe monks.

These ten gray-robed monks have the lowest cultivation level of the late Jindan stage, and there are even three Yuan Ying Zhenjun among them.

The most terrifying is the black-robed monk headed by him. The aura on his body is as deep as an abyss. They can't perceive the specific cultivation level.

But since they can command so many Golden Cores and Nascent Souls major repairs, they all have a vague guess that this black-robed monk may be the...fifth realm great monk?

"Call me Bei Ming. We received the message for help, so we rushed over immediately. What's the situation right now?" Bei Ming glanced at the enchantment like a hood and asked everyone.

Reinforcements? Didn’t it take a long time to arrive? How could it be so much earlier?

Although Lu Zhou was surprised, he quickly stepped forward and introduced the current situation very quickly.

In Lu Zhou's narration, after Bei Ming learned of the specific situation, his eyes moved and he ordered: "Fengxingzi."

Among the dozen grey-robed monks behind him, a middle-aged male monk immediately walked out.

Feng Xingzi was holding a formation plate, flew to the sky above the barrier, constantly pinching the formula to figure out what, from time to time in the formation disk will shoot one or two auras above the barrier, and then quickly disappeared.

Soon.

"Bei Ming True Venerable, the power of this enchantment is comparable to the power of the fifth-grade spiritual formation." Feng Xingzi returned to the Bei Ming True Venerable with a solemn expression.

The monks of the Lu family and Ke family were all shocked when they heard Feng Xingzi's name.

Their guess was confirmed.

In the world of cultivation, both the foundation-building monks and the golden core monks can be called real people, the Yuanying monks are called the true monarchs, and the true masters are the honorary name for the Lianxu monks!

The unpredictable Bei Ming monk in front of him is indeed a great power in the realm of refining the void.

True Venerable Bei Ming frowned, and muttered, "Are you a fifth-grade spirit formation? That's really hard to handle."

"However, after many weakenings, the power of this barrier has fallen to the fourth rank." Feng Xingzi added: "I can find a few weak points in this barrier, and Zhenzun will work with your colleagues. Maybe Within an hour, this world can be cracked!"

Hearing this, a sharp lightning flashed in the eyes of True Venerable Beiming, "It should not be too late, act now!"

"Yes!" The other grey-robed monks responded in unison.

......

Feng Xingzi pinched the tactics with both hands, and immediately above the black barrier, there were five shining white spots.

The gray-robed monks performed their duties, each showing their magical powers, or imperial swords, or urging magical weapons, or using subtle spiritual arts or mysterious magic methods to bombard the spots where the white spots appeared.

Layers of light waves rippled over the barrier.

True Venerable Beiming also snorted, stretched out his left hand, and crackled the sound of thunder and lightning in his palm.

The sound of thunder exploded, and an arc-shaped electric light flew out, turning into an electric snake in the air. The extremely flaming purple thunder light was like the light of destruction. The terrible fluctuating aura surrounded it, and the heaven and earth aura appeared. A trace of disorder.

boom!

The purple thunder and lightning flew, bursting out of the mighty power of thunder, and bombarded the barrier.

At this moment, the sky barrier, which had always been motionless, finally trembled under this electric snake, and even heard an inaudible click.

The enchantment was shaken!

"But so." A trace of pride flashed in the eyes of True Venerable Bei Ming.

Thousands of methods, seven-attribute spells, single-talking about offensiveness, and respect for thundering methods!

And he is a master of thunder method.

Now that he saw the effect, the True Venerable Beiming no longer be stingy in his shots, and the densely packed electric light burst out, and the sky and the earth trembled with the explosion of thunder and lightning.

......

As if appreciating works of art, full of fanatical piety, Shura's face changed suddenly while looking at the **** river in the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The black streamer that supported him at this moment flashed and flickered strangely. Suddenly it darkened, like a flame in the wind.

"The enchantment of Shura's Blood Demon Formation is under an incomparably powerful attack!" Shura's heart sank to the bottom, furious, "How is it possible? After only such a short time, how could their reinforcements arrive so quickly? Unreasonable!"

The territories of the Terran race are vast. After the transmission circle was blocked, the reinforcements from other provinces received the news and then assembled their hands. According to estimates, it would take a day for the same.

The speed at which reinforcements appeared now far exceeded his expectations!

But no matter how he couldn't believe it, the damage to the barrier was still progressing steadily, showing an irreversible trend.

Lin Lang and Chu He also felt the violent fluctuations above the barrier, and they looked at each other, and their faces were full of joy.

Chu He felt very relieved, "Sura, I think you still have capital rampant and arrogant before the overhaul of my human race!"

"One hour, according to this schedule, another hour later, the barrier will be broken!" Shura ignored Chu He, but began to analyze the current situation in his heart.

"And within an hour, no matter what, there is no way to collect enough blood." In the face of such a desperate situation, Shura calmed down from his anger, "then there is only one method left."

As soon as he made a decision in his mind, above the hundreds of dark crystals in the array, a black mist was immediately released, covering Shura.

The black mist was lingering, Shura's hair was flying, and if he was crazy, "Let's start."

The next moment, the river of blood billowed.

He wants to activate the blood pool reincarnation in advance, and let the demon be born before the barrier is broken.