Snow Dome Palace(3)

The yellow-shirted Xiaoxiu happily obeyed, continued to walk sideways in front of the direction, cleared his throat, and said, "This bridge, in fact, anyone can come up as long as they get here." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 However, if you don't understand the ban here, once you step on this bridge, you can be regarded as stepping on the Nai He Bridge. ”

"Because, as long as this benevolent brother dares to step on the bridge, in this life, if nothing else, he will only walk and walk firmly on this bridge, and he can reach the other side in front of him, but he will never be able to reach it. Moreover, he was trapped in it, and he was unaware of it. ”

This leader: "For this benevolent brother on the bridge, time and space will be frozen, and he will continue to walk like this with hope, until his cultivation is exhausted or his longevity is exhausted and falls here, turning into a powerful ghost that can never be reborn, wandering around this bridge, and eventually, he will be devoured and absorbed by the ban on the bridge, becoming an additional boost to bless the ban on this bridge." ”

The two of them talked, and after a while, they finally stepped on the summit of the eighteenth peak opposite.

After turning a few corners, the front suddenly opened up, and an empty flat field appeared, the size of two or three football fields. Obviously, someone needed this piece of flat land to open up here.

At this moment, in that vast clearing, there were already a hundred ironclad monks lined up, and on the opposite side of its phalanx, there was a Spiritual Sacrifice Monk and three Spiritual Baptism monks standing in two rows.

On the periphery of these people, on the edge of the clearing, five spiritual monks were being led by five yellow-shirted minor cultivators, each finding a suitable place to observe intently.

These five are the same level of monks who signed up to join the recruitment club earlier than Xiangqian. These people didn't know each other before, and they were all used to doing their own thing on weekdays, and the reason why they took refuge in the Snow Dome Palace was that none of them had a last resort? Although they were together at this moment, they didn't have the intention of making friends with each other at all, and they were so focused on each other's own affairs.

He also found a place to sit cross-legged in front of the direction, and joined the group with great interest.

At this moment, the hundred men had just finished lining up, and a centurion came out of the column to report and immediately retreated back into the queue. If you hadn't paid special attention before, it would have been difficult to accurately identify this person in the first row at this moment. Because, these whole hundred people, all of them are unified cyan iron armor, and they are all one at the moment, in a hurry, how do you go to find them?

The leader of the Soul Sacrifice Cultivator raised his hand and waved, and a Spiritual Baptism Monk stood up behind him, bowed his hand slightly at this person, and immediately turned to the hundred-person team and shouted: "The ten-person team is out!"

"Brush", the first column of ten people took a step forward neatly. Immediately, Qi Qi slammed a single knife in his hand and let out a "roar". The voice was low, but it was majestic and powerful.

The ninety people behind him, hearing this roar, quickly retreated a little farther away from the field, and the march was hurried but not chaotic, and the position in the center of the field was immediately vacated.

With a "choking" sound, the baptist monk drew his long sword and threw it away, and the scabbard fell a few feet away, "Come on!" he called softly.

"Roar, roar!" the ten-man team roared neatly, and the single knife in his hand lightly struck the iron armor with a crisp and loud sound.

Could it be that these ten spiritual monks are going to challenge a baptismal monk? The gap between the two in such a large realm can of course be leveled by relying on a large number of people, but is it enough for ten people? I haven't tried it before, so of course I don't know.

What's more, the spiritual monk in front of him is still a late stage of spiritual cleansing, and according to common sense, it should be okay to deal with dozens of spiritual monks at the same time.

In front of the direction, he was in a reverie, and he didn't hear any orders, and suddenly, the single knife in the hands of the ten people suddenly slashed forward in unison, "Boom-" A sword qi rushed towards the spiritual monk like lightning.

The man shouted, "It's a good time!" The long sword in his hand slashed horizontally, and "Bang-" actually split the knife wave alive. Immediately, this guy backhanded a sword and shouted: "Eat my sword!"

"Huh", the same sword light shot towards the ten-person team.

The ten people raised their knives again, and with a "bang", the ten people all took half a step back, actually blocking the blow of the overhaul.

The heart jumped suddenly in front of the direction, Mamma Mia, what is this? The exercises made by these ten people seem to have a number of paths that resemble Lao Hu. It is also such a gathering of the strength of everyone, and it is also such a sudden increase in combat power!

Moreover, with the power of ten spirit transformation cultivators, he was able to block the blow of a late-stage spiritual cultivator? For this point, it was really the first time that he had seen it.

Behind the baptist monk, the Priest Spiritual Cultivator snorted at this moment and said, "It seems that these people still need to be carefully adjusted. "It seems that these ten people are very unhappy.

The monk no longer drew his sword, turned around and clasped his fists again, and said respectfully, "Yes." As soon as he turned around, he said to the team in the distance: "Two more teams." ”

"Brush, brush, brush. "The two teams of ten were ordered to line up closely behind the previous team of ten in an instant.

"Ready!" The monk stopped talking nonsense, and the long sword in his hand pulled out several sword flowers in the air, and suddenly the sword body sank, and it flew up, and it was already stabbed at one of the people in the team.

But seeing that the other twenty-nine people in the formation were all holding their swords and not moving, only the person who became the target of the long sword waved a single sword in his hand, and the sword was one square.

The first reaction before the direction was that this guy was doomed to be bad, and he had never seen a spiritual monk dare to fight a soul cleanser alone......

At this moment, a sword and a knife had already collided, and after a "bang", the one who took a few steps back in a row was actually the monk who baptized the spirit!

Ah, the direction is more and more suspicious that this formation is not a copy of Lao Hu? However, it is different. First, the number of people is not right, Lao Hu only needs seven people in the array, although I dare not say that seven spirit changes can withstand a washing spirit, but it also has its own uniqueness, the key is that Lao Hu is only half of the formation in his hands, if it is complete, it is difficult to guarantee that the power will not increase greatly.

Another difference is that in the formation in front of him, the person who arranges the formation is almost immobile, and Lao Hu's formation requires the big guy to keep moving in order to maintain the power of the formation.

It can be seen that this cultivation realm is full of ingenuity, everyone has their own wonderful method, and each family has its own number of paths, if you are not convinced, it is really not good!

In an instant, the monk attacked several swords in succession, and no matter where the blade of his sword was pointing, the monk who was attacked by him only had to wave the blade in his hand lightly, and each time, he could shake the sword back again and again.

It seems that in front of the joint efforts of these thirty spiritual transformation cultivators, even if it is a master in the late stage of spiritual cleansing, he can only cry out and helpless.

At this moment, the thirty people in the large array suddenly roared in unison, "Brush", and a monk in the front row actually raised his knife and slashed at the spiritual monk, and a knife light swept forward like a swift wind, and he was about to hit the spiritual monk.

The baptist was not ambiguous, his body leaped upward, and the sword in his hand met the light of the sword.