Chapter nine hundred and twentieth: Strong destruction(1/2)
"The divine dragon swings its tail." Zhao Yun shouted loudly.
The strong man from the Little Japanese Kingdom rushed towards him and was thrown flying all over the sky.
Those with weak cultivation and weak foundation will be shattered to pieces on the spot.
break!
In a brief moment, Zhao Yun slashed out another sword.
When it was over, a steep mountain peak was split into pieces.
That was also a formation. The mountain peak was blown into rubble, and the formation patterns carved on it were also destroyed in pieces.
"Die!"
The Three Heavenly Master roared angrily, holding a war spear in his hand, which he raised high. Thunder and lightning flew from all directions, gathering on the war spear. He struck him out with a blow, carrying the power of destruction, as strong as Zhao Yun who transformed into a unicorn.
They were all beaten and rolled over, and one part of Qilin's power body cracked.
The attack of the Three Heavenly Masters is not a secret attack, but a killing formation. Although it is also broken, it is a genuine fairy-level formation, let's just say it! Once a prosperous dynasty, how can the background be weak?
Already.
"I want to see how many times you can resist."
The Three Heavenly Masters gritted their teeth, the spears in their hands buzzed, and thunder and lightning gathered again.
However, this time Zhao Yun did not give him a chance, and the Longyuan Sword, which was dozens of feet long, extended again, and he slashed the sky with a domineering slash, splitting the towering pagoda at the feet of the Three Heavenly Masters into two pieces.
The pagoda is the foothold.
However, it is not the formation of the barrier, but the formation of the Broken Immortal Formation.
Moreover, it is the central position.
puff!
The Three Heavenly Masters spurted blood, rolled all the way, and smashed into a palace.
"Daluo Tianshou."
Zhao Yun snorted coldly and palmed down from the sky.
The ruined palace was reduced to the ground with one blow.
The three-day master who fell into it was also pressed to his knees with a bang, and his body was crackling.
No matter how much his true energy rolled around, he just couldn't withstand this palm.
Destroy!
There was a cold snort, and a bolt of thunder and lightning struck from the sky.
It was the thunder and lightning gathered by the killing formation that struck Zhao Yun for a while.
roll!
Zhao Yun swept across with his sword and chopped the man in charge of the formation into ashes.
Because he relaxed for a moment, the three masters were able to escape, dragging their bloody old bodies out of the world.
"Walk?"
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he used his soul to move the mysterious energy, forming a sword energy that penetrated the chest from the descendant of the Three Heavenly Masters.
That guy had a strong foundation and was actually alive.
It's hard to say whether he's dead or not. The thunder and lightning moved by Zhao Yun's soul has arrived, and its power is not weaker than the Xuanhuang Qi.
"No...no no..."
The three-day masters were full of fear and stepped back.
It's a pity that he can't leave, lightning has locked him, but it is as fast as a thunderbolt.
puff!
Blood suddenly appeared.
The head of the three-day master rolled down on the spot, and he died in a depressing manner. The majestic Quantian peak was actually struck to death by a bolt of lightning. He had a strong foundation and a lot of trump cards, and many more that he would not be able to use in the future? What if he used them all?
Even if he goes out, it may not be possible to severely injure Zhao Yun.
"Baga!"
Seeing that the Three Heavenly Masters were beheaded, the strong men from the Little Sun Kingdom came to attack them again.
At first glance, the number is still very large, and for some reason, it seems that everyone is blessed by a mysterious power. What mysterious power?... It should be the power of the sea.
There is an ancient formation on the island that can absorb power from the ocean.
Anyone on the island can take advantage of this power.
Of course, Zhao Yun is excepted.
Therefore, it is still necessary for him to bring in an army.
If he really wants hard steel, he will be beaten to ashes if he does not avoid the catastrophe.
The four islands were a ever-changing world and contained many terrifying killing formations, far more than he thought.
break!
He roared again and blasted a statue with one punch.
The formation patterns hidden in the statue cracked one after another.
For this reason, he also endured attacks from all over the sky, and the domineering Qilin power body was beaten to devastation.
It's not that he's not strong enough, it's that there are too many people on the other side.
That’s okay too.
He can hold on.
Give him enough time, and he can smash all the formations on the fourth island to pieces. The magic formations on the four islands are connected. If there is a problem on the fourth island, the other three islands will also be affected.
The barrier guarding the sky is already buzzing and has become much thinner.
Boom! Bang!
The strong men of the Little Japanese Kingdom arrived and the roar shook the heaven and the earth.
Looking from the outside, it's a scary scene.
The vast crowd was like a sea tide, including peak Ksitigarbha and quasi-heaven realms, working together to besiege a giant.
And Zhao Yun is that giant.
Even though he had transformed into a unicorn, he was beaten frequently until he was bleeding. If he was caught off guard, he would be hit by a killing thunder and lightning.
He is in a miserable state, and the other party is even more miserable.
Every time he attacks, someone will bleed. Snowflakes bloom proudly, and the bloody light dances in the blood mist, which is tragic and violent.
hiss!
The strong men of Daxia gasped when they saw it.
Everyone knew that the Holy Son of Tianzong was very good at fighting, but they never imagined that he would be in such a terrifying situation, entering the opponent's lair, and yet so ferocious.
You know, even if a Heavenly Martial Realm person goes in, he can only get hammered, but he rushes around randomly, being drowned by the crowd again and again, and rushes out again and again. Everywhere he goes, someone is bound to bleed. Everywhere he goes,
, one position must be destroyed.
However, this is not enough.
There are too many formations in the fairy-level magic circle, at least nine thousand. Unless a certain number is destroyed, the barrier will not burst into cracks.
So, they still have to wait.
"Hold on."
Long Fei clenched her hands tightly, wanting to rush in to help in the battle, but she couldn't get in, so she could only wait, and so could the 100,000 expeditionary force. As soon as the barrier broke, they swarmed in.
"Awesome."
The ghost-faced Yama looked at it, grinning and clicking his tongue.
The killer next to the leader of the Rashomon Sect was also shocked by the scene.
If it were him, he would have been killed countless times.
Even if the head of the Rasho Sect comes in person and enters Xiaori Kingdom's lair, he may not be able to escape.
If there are a certain number of strong people, they will kill you.
Fortunately, we brought a strong army here, otherwise, we really wouldn't be able to take down the Little Japan Kingdom.
Xu was so frightened that he took out his small notebook again, licked his brush, and wrote something: On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, someone was full and full, and he was in a crowd of people.
Drinking like crazy.
"kill."
To be continued...