Chapter Seventy-One: Armor Refining
Spiritual power is infused, the flag is shaken, and the divine sense is poked out, and the net is swept in the array.
At the same time, the eight people of the Illusion Demon Dao changed color together, their faces were full of disbelief, and they were unwilling to carefully inspect every inch of land in the formation, and the result was still the same as the first time.
Everyone immediately looked at each other, especially Ji Wuyi, who exclaimed in a lost voice: "How is this possible......?
Halfway through speaking, he suddenly paused, in the world of cultivating immortals, all kinds of means emerged one after another, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he didn't dare to make a conclusion.
"Is it a soil escape? Or is it some secret technique?"
Although I don't know what to do, one thing is clear, the other party is not in the formation, so at this time it must be eyeing outside the formation, this formation is not inside and outside, if he is attacked from behind, it will be a big deal.
didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, withdraw from the formation!" Before the words fell, he hurriedly added: "Be careful." ”
Be careful, everyone naturally knows it, and it's not that they are afraid of the other party's sneak attack outside the formation.
After a few silent counts, the eight people pulled out their flags and withdrew at the same time, and as soon as the formation was resolved, everyone did not dare to slack off, and turned around almost without hesitation, waiting solemnly.
The eyes suddenly brightened, and on a stormy night, I didn't dare to say that I couldn't see my five fingers, but it was also bright, but as soon as it emerged from the absolutely dark and dull formation, everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly, and then they got used to it.
The strange thing is, why is there still a hint of gold in this light?
Scenes of gold suddenly flashed in their minds, and finally froze on the golden threads that connected the corpses.
"Not good!" everyone was worthy of being experienced in a hundred battles, and reacted instantly, some opened their shields, some released defensive magic weapons, and some turned to dodge......
Zhang Fan's golden silk is only a little stronger when it is unexpected, even if it is only a little time to prepare, it is helpless for these elite disciples, everyone is convinced of this, so when they dodge, they are not so flustered, and even have idle doubts in their hearts, how can this golden touch seem to be poking out from behind?
They will never know the answer to this question.
As fast as they could, either defending or evading, the expected impact did not appear, and a golden afterimage could be seen in the afterglow of the eye, sliding towards the end of the limb......
"No ......"
At first sight, the previous confidence disappeared in an instant, and all of his faces showed a look of horror, and then he was submerged in the red and silver light in the sky.
The violent flames, the needle of iron spirit, and the flame storm were not only destroyed, but also illuminated everything around them transparently, revealing Zhang Fan's red face in the encirclement.
Even if he appeared so unabashedly, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, relying on the breath of his divine sense, he could only feel that the place was empty, and everything did not exist.
This is naturally the effect of the black nest, this thing has not been carefully refined, but it has already played a huge role, saving him more than once.
Waving his hand to put it away, Zhang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this is simply gambling.
If Ji Wuyi and the eight of them were more confident before, they didn't need to investigate, as long as they threw out the eight Flame Explosion Crystals together, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.
didn't want them to cooperate so much, Zhang Fan was naturally disrespectful, and when the formation was withdrawn, Shi Shiran made a sneak attack behind them.
Originally, even if he was in the psychological blind spot of the other party, in an unguarded situation, Zhang Fan was not completely sure that he could kill them all.
He didn't want to fall asleep and meet the pillow, and at this moment, the Flame Burst Crystal in the hands of the eight people entered his sight.
Since I was a child, I have been in the Fang City, and I have opened a small shop, if I don't know this famous thing, I can really hit my head and die.
Then, everything fell into place.
The attack comes from behind, thinking that it is absolutely safe from the blind spot, which is one of them;
Human instinct, whether it is defending or dodging, will subconsciously focus on the vital parts, which is the second;
Because of the above two points, when Zhang Fan's red gold silk went straight to the explosive flame crystal in their palms, none of the eight people reacted and could dodge the golden silk stab.
So, tragedy struck, eight flamestorms, and a dense rain of iron needles exploded directly from their hands, tearing everything to shreds in an instant.
"Burst flame crystal, it is really powerful. Looking at the situation in front of him, Zhang Fan sighed, and then said thoughtlessly: "Did you say yes?"
The storm of destruction continued, and at first, there were still short wails, and at this time, only the "snort" of iron needles into the earth was endless.
With one exception, the "crackling" crash had never stopped from beginning to end, and now it was like a hurricane blowing, and the flames dispersed, revealing one of the stout human figures the color of black iron.
Immediately, a voice full of resentment came from it.
"Okay, you're good!"
The words that should be full of murderous intent, somehow, but they are full of crying and complaining, such a unique charm, who is not Ji Wuyi?
As he spoke, a few red gold threads softened weakly and fell to the ground less than a foot in front of him, and on his chest, there were only a few more dents less than the size of a grain of rice, which were harmless.
Shaking his hand to withdraw the red gold silk on the ground, Zhang Fan looked at Ji Wuyi, whose appearance had changed greatly, with a solemn expression.
He already took him very seriously, and in addition to the detonating flame crystal that did not discriminate, he also set aside a few extra red gold wires to deal with him, but he still failed to remove it as he wished.
But when Ji Wuyi appeared in front of him without any cover, Zhang Fan knew why.
Its figure, which was originally slightly petite among men, looked particularly majestic against the backdrop of the black and iron-colored armor all over its body.
This armor has been unharmed by the impact of the fire crystal, and the red gold silk mixed with silk is like nothing, and the defense can be called quite strong.
"Armor?"
After looking up and down, a name spat out from Zhang Fan's mouth.
"Haha, good eyes. Ji Wuyi's handsome face was covered in a mask that blended with the entire armor, but it still didn't affect him to laugh wildly.
"You can't hurt me. As he spoke, he looked left and right, and paused slightly on the seven mutilated corpses covered with pinhole scorch marks, before he continued: "Without those wastes, I can still take your surname and die!"
Before the words fell, I saw his hand shake, and a black flag reappeared, and with the power of the spiral, the flag rolled up layer by layer on the flagpole, and turned into a bare spear in the blink of an eye.
The black light suddenly appeared, constantly converging on the flagpole, and finally condensed into a huge spear shape that was as black as ink and more than ten zhang long.