The black spirit array on Pingding Mountain is transformed by the Zhuo family from an ancient formation, this array is said to be designed to hunt demonic beasts, it has a strong defense power inside, and traps the prey.

Those who have the formation spirit rune, in addition to being able to attack without damaging the formation, can also teleport inside and outside.

The Yuan Infant Stage monks around him kept pinching the magic decision in their hands, and the six magic weapons of various colors crossed arcs one after another, shuttling through the black spirit array.

From time to time, the sound of dull and sharp blows came, and Pan Yan's extremely burly body was rapidly moving on the ground and in mid-air, and the magic weapon that shot out was either knocked away by his fists and knees and other bone treasure joints, or was hard-connected by his thick back.

He was like a humanoid shield with incredible dexterity, constantly resisting the bombardment of six magic weapons in turn.

The leader of the four sects and three clan cultivators was the Great Elder of the Demon Flame Sect, Fang Xiang, he was the person with the highest cultivation in the field, with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and when he saw this scene, his face was extremely ugly.

This is the Yuan Infant level physical cultivation?

With his bare hands, he used his body to resist the attacks of the magic weapons of the six Yuan Infant Stage, this kind of defensive power, I am afraid that even the ninth-level demon beasts can't compare, if it weren't for this guy to protect Duan, their magic weapons may not be able to hit each other.

Fang Xiang said in a deep voice: "Don't save your magic power, use the strongest divine power, even if it is a tenth-level demon beast, there is a limit to defense, I don't believe that this guy has received so many attacks, and he has not been damaged at all." ”

As he spoke, the power of the Yuan Infant in his body surged, and a purple-black flame appeared in his hand, turning into a flame snake and rushing towards Pan Yan, and the others woke up one by one as if they had just dreamed, and they all used their own magical powers.

The colorful spells and magic weapons were mixed together, forming a tight wave of attacks, like a meteor shower, which was monstrous and slammed into the top of the flat-topped mountain.

Pan Yan's eyes froze, and the power of the six Yuan Infancy Stages united together made him feel tremendous pressure.

His burly body suddenly curled sideways, his knees bent together, his head buried between his legs, his hands holding his calves, like a giant wheel of flesh, floating horizontally above Duane, spinning rapidly.

The surrounding air twisted, and with the flesh wheel as the core, two distorted force field vortices, one large and one small, appeared, and the surrounding sand and gravel were stirred, and a hurricane hung on this small platform.

The large vortex force field is centered on the wheel of its flesh, encircling two feet outside the body, and the small vortex is in the center of the curled flesh, and the surface of the rock-like muscles is also flowing with a dark yellow film of light, like a stream of water, flowing rapidly with the vortex.

A large number of meteor showers, as they approached these two vortexes. It was subjected to a strong suction.

Those colorful magic powers seemed to be unable to resist the suction, and they deviated from the outside of the physical body, and were swept into the maelstrom, and the amazing twisting power inside weakened most of these spells.

The remnants of the spell then fell on the yellow light film, in addition to the defensive power was not weak, these light films also carried a lot of traction force, venting a lot of the residual power of the spell, and only a small part of the power was left, bombarding Pan Yan's flesh and blood.

And those six magic weapons, the impact is much more powerful than the magic power, although they were also pulled by the whirlpool, they did not deviate too much, and they slammed straight into the curled flesh.

But when it was half a foot close to the flesh and blood, the small whirlpool in the middle burst out with even more amazing suction in vain, and the direction of these magic weapons was forcibly shifted, grazing the edge of the flesh and blood, and sucking into the small whirlpool in the middle.

At this moment, Du An, who was below Pan Yan, smiled, his hands were spread out in front of him, and two thick blood-red poisonous gases appeared on them, and they were thrown up.

The poisonous mist with a strange breath was instantly absorbed by the vortex force field, and the six magic weapons and these poisons were mixed together in Pan Yan's flesh and blood wheel, constantly making a gurgling sound.

"Oh no, my magic weapon has been corroded!"

"Mine too. ”

"Those are the three holy poisons of the Holy Poison Gate!"

The six Yuan Infant Stage cultivators outside all showed gritted teeth, trying their best to control their magic weapons, and at this time, Pan Yan instantly withdrew two force fields.

These magic weapons shot out in all directions at a more violent speed, but fortunately, the magic weapons all had the imprint of the magic circle, and they did not destroy the black spirit array.

However, there are only five magic weapons that fly out.

"It's not good, my magic weapon!" Fang Xiang's face suddenly changed, and he looked forward fixedly.

I saw Pan Yan's body return to its original state, standing quietly on the ground, and on the surface of his body, the muscles in many places were cracked, revealing the dark yellow bones inside.

Pan Yan didn't care about the trauma on his body, he stared at his hands, and on his thick palms, a pair of gray bone claws were put on at some point, and a black square seal magic weapon was caught in it.

Blood-red mist, under the urging of an invisible force, converged towards this magic weapon from all parts of its body, and the strong toxicity directly corroded the spiritual light outside it.

"Damn, why are you stunned, keep attacking!"

Fang Xiang's magic power surged, and his hands pinched the Xuan Arcane Law Decision, as if he wanted to activate something.

Pan Yan smiled coldly, the extremely domineering magic energy in his body frantically surged towards this unguarded black square seal, and the slight explosion sound was like a wail of pain, and the spiritual light of the magic weapon dimmed.

Fang Xiang's natal magic weapon was hit hard, and under the connection of his mind and mind, the magic power in his body tumbled.

Right now!

Behind Fang Xiang, a sturdy young man appeared out of thin air, his body exuding the same strange aura as Pan Yan, it was Huang Xiaoyun who had been lying in ambush.

The surface of his arms at this time was surrounded by a layer of golden streamers, and the palms of the front sections were simply clenched into fists.

Sharp sharp power emerged from all over the body, converging along this stream of light sources towards the front of the arm, forming a golden cone-shaped sword qi more than a foot long in front of the fist.

Huang Xiaoyun's arms were like two thick long swords, stabbing forward with the sharp force that tore everything apart.

Fang Xiang, the Great Elder of the Demon Flame Sect, had just been hit hard by his natal magic weapon, and the magic power in his body was disordered, so he didn't expect such a terrifying existence lurking around him.

Although the demonic fire in the body came out and was blessed on the mana shield, under the attack of these two sword treasures comparable to the top-notch sword treasures, this layer of defense was like paper paste, and it was directly shredded.

A six-inch primordial infant villain escaped in a panic, and before he could use his teleportation magic power, he crashed into an invisible force field, and then was blasted by the brilliant sword qi.

The invisible force absorbed the other party's storage bracelet, Huang Xiaoyun's figure did not stop, raised his arms, and his entire body turned into a giant long sword, rushing towards the old man surnamed Fu at the Rakshasa Gate not far away.

Old man Fu didn't react until Fang Xiang was killed, sensing the terrifying sharp force, he looked terrified, and hurriedly threw out a gray shield with flashing light, and at the same time threw a jade talisman forward.

This jade talisman turned into a ghost hand and grabbed towards Huang Xiaoyun.

"Zla!"

As if tearing apart rags, the ghost's hand was pierced through a hole, and the gray energy seemed to cling to the sprinting flesh with some kind of stickiness.

Huang Xiaoyun ignored these corrosive energies, and his speed became faster and faster.

Old man Fu's magic power surged desperately towards the shield in front of him.

But when Huang Xiaoyun approached, his sword-like arms did not blast towards the shield, and the brilliant cone-shaped sword qi cut at the edge of the shield, and his arms actually hugged this defensive magic weapon.

At the same time, his body twisted, and his right leg kicked out a whip leg that was as fast as lightning from the side, and the tip of that foot surged with the same brilliant cone-shaped sword qi.

This gray shield seemed to sense the danger of its master, and trembled, trying to help it resist the attack from the side, but it was held by a pair of arms containing great strength, and it could not move.

Old man Fu's early infant shield shattered instantly.

"Ah!!h

Huang Xiaoyun's mouth opened at this moment, and an ear-piercing scream surged out, and a large cloud of blood-red poisonous mist was mixed with layers of sound waves.

The sudden sonic boom made Old Man Fu's reaction a little slower, and his body was shattered by the power of more than 500,000 catties carried by the whip legs.

The Yuan Infant inside was directly shrouded in blood-red poisonous mist, and turned into a pool of blood in a painful scream......