Unlimited Cultivation

Hey, I thought it was wrong a long time ago, your kid is only raising it now! Old Qian sneered in his heart.

Old Qian rolled his eyes: "I also think this Nadeau's style is simply too advantageous for us. It is like a tiger eating the green grass!

However, I said Dakar, you said that with a few of us, can we resist the 100-meter ice blade? "

Dakar's face immediately stagnated, as if he had eaten a fly, and he shook his head again and again: "I guess, as soon as the 100-meter cold ice blade rises in the air, I am afraid that half of them will run away or retreat, without running away. There is only one dead end for people.

You are right. Regardless of whether the other party has a conspiracy, as long as the other party is stronger than ours, we have to let the other party arrange.

This cold armor door has a battle formation, and this Clioto family also has its own battle formation, otherwise, would Nardo be so sure? "

Correct! Qian Xing slapped his head, and his inspiration suddenly appeared.

"Dakar, you said, if there is an iron tortoise and a group of rabbits in front of you, which one are you going to fight? Tortoise or rabbit?"

Qian Xing’s vivid reminder immediately made Dakar woke up, and Sao Bao swiped his shoulder-length green hair: "Although the iron turtle has a lot of meat and makes up for it, I will definitely choose to fight that group of rabbits. The rabbits have low defense. , The number is large, one sword swept over, you can hit as many as you want!

If the Clioto family had a powerful defensive circle, I am afraid that there would be no time for the hundred-meter sword beam formed by this six-pointed soul-breaking circle.

such. The main attack direction of the six-mans Imperius position. Will turn to us casual repairs.

As an auxiliary attack on us. Immediately became the main force to attract the opponent's firepower!

It must be so. "

The old Qian felt the same way: "It should be so. At that time. We will build a few people during the basement period. Aim at a point and bang! As long as the battlefield is shifted to the focus of the attack. Break the defense of the battle position. We. A few people. It's still very promising to rush over."

Old money had to admit it. It's really that time. Those monks at the peak of their qi training. No one cares anymore.

the next day. Approaching noon. Those who were notified. Each uses escape method. Approaching the Hanjiamen in white battle formation.

Some were hiding in the soil sneakily, and some approaching sneakily from the bushes and trees above the Burato tunnel.

In a bush of trees 300 meters away from the white-clothed monk in Hanjiamen, there was a light blue glow on the leaves. Slowly float up like a blister of dew.

On the hillside at a height of two kilometers, there is dew all day except at noon.

The brilliance of the cyan blisters gradually grew. When it became the size of a human head, there was a soft "pouch", like a frog jumping into a pond.

A head came out of the dew, and immediately. The black shadow flashed, and the entire figure emerged from the cyan light on the leaves.

After landing, he concealed his figure behind the bushes and looked around. Look at his clothes, it is the old money.

The six foundation-building monks agreed that in order to prevent those monks in the Qi training period from realizing, they would not gather in one place, and when the attack was launched, they would wait for the Dakar's **** to strike first. The place where the **** fell down was six. The monks in the foundation period went all out. The place where the attack was launched.

More than forty people in Clioto. Under the leadership of Nadodi, there was a neat line. Without saying a word, walking towards the Six-Mans Desire Formation, more than forty monks in yellow clothes brought an atmosphere of silence and rolled up the leaves on the hillside one by one.

The bald Kraman wrinkled his nose with only nostrils, and the brown-green stripes on his face seemed to be twisted into countless green snakes.

"Come on!"

A white-armored monk entered the house respectfully immediately.

Kraman said coldly:

"Tell a few captains that if the Clioto family's Nadoya attacked, you only need to kill most of his entourage, and you are not allowed to hurt the Clioto master.

"Yes!"

The White Armored Brother turned and retreated.

"Why, is the Clioto family powerful?"

Kidaru stretched out the thick purple rhino face, sticking out a black tongue covered with barbs, and wiping out the girl's blood stained on his lips.

"Although it is not as good as our Hanjia Clan, it is not small. There is no need to kill the direct descendants of their family."

Kramen replied a little irritably, this Nardo, but the direct descendant of the Clioto family, how could he lead the team to cross the Sky Beast Mountain?

It is really a trouble if it is not handled well.

Kidalu nodded in understanding, the same is true in hell, various demon families run rampant, and the descendants of the family generally cannot be killed easily.

However, the running errand soldiers below were killed as well, and no demon or lord went to turn their faces for the death of these soldiers.

Even if he is himself, he is just a relatively high-level soldier. As long as he kills his fellow and the power is big enough, the master will not avenge himself.

Thinking of this, Kidalu felt agitated, grabbed the jug filled with purple scented blood and poured it into his mouth frantically.

More than forty monks of the Creo family ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ led by Nardo, formed a pentagonal formation. The trained monks stepped their feet precisely on the corresponding positions. .

"You let it or not!"

Naduo made the last negotiation, and it really fought, and casualties were inevitable. These monks were all his own confidants, and death was too much to pay.

"Woo—Woo"

A fierce, cold and violent wind blew over the six-mang soul-removing formation.

As if the violent icy wind swept through in the cold winter, three huge blades of snow white, exuding an extremely cold atmosphere, appeared at a height of 20 meters above the six-pointed soul-removing array composed of more than 80 white-clad soldiers.

Three sword beams, each with a length of 100 meters and a width of 15 meters, are like three slender bridges made by ice, aiming their blades at more than forty monks in yellow clothes.

The sword light has not yet come out, the cold white air current is rolling and overflowing, like a freezing cold wave, sweeping in, and immediately frozen the six-lighted soul-removing array 30 meters on both sides, and the layer is frozen. Refers to thick frost.