Tiangang, the district master of the Demon Maple District, is good at cracking formations. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNo matter how strong the martial magic power of the person who set this formation is, even if he has reached the terrifying divine consciousness stage, and he, just as a tenth-level martial illusionist, can use all kinds of ingenious techniques to crack his large array. Regardless of whether this formation is offensive or protective, especially for the protective formation, the effect is even faster.

At this moment, Tiangang flicked his sleeves, strutted with a swagger on his face, and walked in front of the halo formation. A hideous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he could already see at a glance that the formation condensed by the noble queen, Li Lan, and Huang Xiangzu on the opposite side was a condensed light array. The power of this array is to diffuse within the array through various light powers, making it diffuse, forming a hazy protective layer like light mist. until it spread to the center of the formation of Empress Gui, Huang Xiangzu, Li Lan, and Li Shanshan. The heavy light curtain seems to contain strong protection. A strong force of repulsion is constantly breeding. Coupled with the protective power of the Heavenly Mist Spirit Bead held in Li Shanshan's hand, when it faintly emanated into this strong light curtain, it actually made the light curtain more vigorous and powerful, and its repulsion power was even more amazing.

As soon as Tiangang approached the periphery of the light curtain of this formation, a scorching furnace-like aura came to his face in an instant.

"The flame light on the periphery of the concentrating array!" Tiangang's eyes contracted, and he was about to take a step closer to unfold the spell, when Mo Yufei, who was listening violently, let out a hissing roar like exploding his lungs: "Mo Yufei, Qing Buddha Divine Monk, you stand for me!"

Tiangang was slightly startled and turned his head to look. This voice was too loud, with extreme unwillingness, it was the purple-robed ghost envoy from the four ghost envoys. His eyes were scarlet, and in the roar of anger, he saw that Mo Yufei had been wrapped in the telekinesis ball that had been transformed by the Qing Buddha monk again, and the monk quickly put the telekinesis ball in the palm of his hand, and with the flick of the monk's sleeve, it turned into a long rainbow, like a messenger out of the dust, and went away at great speed.

The four ghosts were stunned, and quickly turned into four long rainbows and chased after the monks. The Demon Venerable was stunned, and he also turned into Changhong and chased after him at a gallop.

This scene is a long story, but it is indeed completed in the blink of an eye. It's indescribably fast.

After seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Zhang Ruan and Gui Tiancheng were a little dazed, seeing that the several Changhongs that were about to pass away, with their mana, they couldn't catch up at all, they could only stare blankly, because the speed of the Qing Buddha and the monks and others was too fast, and the two of them were at the level of seven levels, and they couldn't gallop at all. After reluctantly moving forward at a low altitude for dozens of breaths, the two of them had no choice but to stop on the ground, and after looking at each other and smiling bitterly, the two couldn't help but sigh at the same time.

Although they also knew that they did not help Mo Yufei completely break the siege, the sincerity of repaying the favor in their hearts remained the same. I believe that Mo Yufei will feel something.

Suddenly, behind them, a young man with fierce eyes and rusty crabs on his robe stepped forward with a smile on his skin, and Gui Tiancheng looked at it, it was Xie Xiaonan.

I saw Xie Xiaonan say with contempt: "Just rely on the two of you to do this, and you still want to save Mo Yufei, and you don't weigh how many catties and taels you have?"

"You're not much better than us, otherwise, why don't you chase after you, don't you want to catch up with Mo Yufei and compete? Hehe, you've lost many times, and you still want to continue to be embarrassed!" Gui Tiancheng also responded with a smile.

"That's right, I'm afraid it's you Xie Xiaonan who can't help yourself!" Zhang Ruan echoed casually, with a helpful attitude.

At this time, Xie Xiaonan, who was angry, trembled, he wanted to be angry with these two people, but he was angry with them. He pointed to the two people in front of him, and said angrily: "Don't think I don't know, you only helped Mo Yufei in order to repay Mo Yufei's kindness." But even if I, Xie Xiaonan, lost to that Mo Yufei, I wouldn't take the two of you seriously. If you dare to humiliate me today, I will definitely let you see the magic of my Cancer District!" As he spoke, Xie Xiaonan, whose face was pale, was about to exert his might, but just as his palms were shaking and he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard his father Crab Batian not far away, and shouted: "Xiao Nan, come and help your father, my father is surrounded by so many spells, it is too uncomfortable." ”

Xie Xiaonan was shocked when he heard this, he quickly stopped his palms, turned his head to look, and saw that in a jungle within a range of dozens of zhang behind him, Crab Batian was surrounded by a group of dozens of monks, and those monks were dozens of the hundred disciples from the Qingfo District.

I saw these twenty monks, closing their eyes and quietly waiting around the crab tyranny, just in a circle. One by one, they clasped their palms together, and they didn't know what to say. The crab tyrant who listened was distraught.

What's even more incredible is that Crab Batian seems to be surrounded by these monks, unable to get out, those monks seem to be chanting, but the various alternating lights emitted on their bodies are actually connected to each other, like forming a circle. So that a formation was formed here. And among these twenty monks, five of them actually reached the eighth level of martial magic power. There are fifteen people left, all of whom are level seven.

Xie Xiaonan's eyes flashed again, but he saw that not far from his father, there was a formation formed by the light of a circle, and there were twenty monks in the formation, and there were words in it, among them, five monks were still eighth-level, and the remaining fifteen monks were indeed seventh-level martial arts illusionists. The person they surrounded was none other than the deadwood of the Lingtai District Lord who had a dead face and was shaped like dead wood. Deadwood, like Crab Batian, is trapped in it, and under the temporary resistance, he can't get out.

And on the side of the dead wood, there were He Yifan, Towering Tianhai, Tiangang, and the three of them, each of whom was also surrounded by twenty monks into a formation, shrouded in it. It's just that the three of them were surrounded by the monks in the formation, and the monks in each of them were at the level of a seventh-level martial illusionist.

Five apertures, five formations, solid and awe-inspiring, can not rush out. Even if he is a master of Tiangang's formation breaking, he is also cautious about the Florida Martial Illusion Array in front of him, although he can break it, but it also takes a stick of incense to do it.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaonan gasped, his body galloped, and within ten breaths, he had come to the aperture formation where Daddy Crab Batian was trapped.

"No, Dad, the aperture formed by these disciples doesn't look very strong and dazzling, how can you be trapped in it and can't get out!" Xie Xiaonan was a little breathing, a little confused, but he was afraid that he would act recklessly and couldn't save his father, so he simply didn't intervene first, but asked the crab overlord in the aperture.

"Nonsense, if your dad can come out, I need you to help. Besides, the other four district masters within the aperture are vegetarians, and they can't get out of this aperture, and they can't hurt these Qing Buddha disciples, which shows that their strong unity is enough to strengthen this formation. Crab Batian spoke to his son very dissatisfied, in a tone of lesson. There was a sense of urgency in his tone.

Before Xie Xiaonan could continue to inquire, Crab Batian urged more anxiously: "Quick, quickly use your giant cancer claws, integrate all the martial arts, break through the body of a monk, and the other monks will collapse." This formation is broken!"

Xie Xiaonan was suddenly about to make a move, when the two figures who came at great speed flashed and approached, and said with a smile: "Xie Xiaonan, if you want to help your father break through this formation, pass me first!" It was Gui Tiancheng who spoke.

"Yes, you have to pass my level!" Zhang Ruan also said with a straight face.

"You two are looking for death! In that case, I'll send you two to the west first. Xie Xiaonan's face was even more gloomy, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed, and he struck with both palms apart, slapping directly at Gui Tiancheng and Zhang Ruan's faces.

Gui Tiancheng and Zhang Ruan are both junior level seventh-level martial arts illusionists, and compared with Xie Xiaonan's seventh-level peak state, although they are both a little worse, they already have an obvious upper hand with two against one. While they were dodging one after another, they fought with Xie Xiaonan unhurriedly.

At this time, Empress Gui, Li Lan, Huang Xiangzu, and Li Shanshan were stepping out of their condensed formation, leading the disciples in their respective regions to confront each other with the disciples in the alliance region. And, the first to bear the brunt of the two disciples under the Demon Venerable of the Phantom Demon District, the Demon King and the Martial Illusion Witch, were leading the disciples of the various districts within the alliance to meet the Empress Gui and the others.

The Demon King of Anger Gui and the Martial Illusion Witch knew very well that the Empress Gui, Li Lan, and Huang Xiangzu had announced their withdrawal from the alliance, which meant that they were facing each other at the moment, just like opponents.