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Chapter 2080 The Secret Sect's Demon-Subduing Formation!
Wang Sheng's flying sword had little effect!
The power of the grand formation formed by the seven red-robed lamas should not be underestimated.
The glass shield set up by the seven people together is thicker and tougher than the glass shield set up by a single peak ninth-realm expert, with its defensive power increased several times; at the same time, the fist imprint formed by the seven people together is more powerful, the offensive is more fierce, and the attack power increases several times!
boom!
The enormous fist-shaped imprint suddenly accelerated forward, instantly shattering the torrent of flying knives!

The seven lamas stood in seven different positions, their expressions slightly changing, and suddenly took out seven different ritual implements.

Duanmu Yan frowned slightly: "This is the Shamatha Forest Wrathful Lord's Demon-Subduing Formation!"

Ye Dizhai also had spies in the Mahayana Maitreya sect, so he naturally recognized this formation!

The roles and magical implements of the seven individuals in the formation are as follows:
The rainbow-bodied one is an empty bowl (containing the heart's blood);
The one wielding the axe is a wrought iron axe (embedded with the enemy's skull).

The skull-holding instrument is a gilded skull-holding instrument (containing brain matter).

Bone flute player, virgin leg bone flute (108 holes);
Lama shaking a rattle drum; a double-sided rattle drum made of human skin.

Burning blood mustard involves burning blood mustard (mixed with sulfur) in a copper furnace.
The one who displays human skin is the back skin of an enemy, painted with Vajra tattoos.

The third-order manifestation of the magic array's power—

First layer: Blood Mist Barrier!
Seven monks cut their wrists and spilled their blood, creating a cloud of blood that rose and covered a hundred feet!
A thousand arrows rot upon entering the fog!

The second aspect: The wrathful deity appears!
Within the formation, a phantom image of the Great Black Heaven with nine heads and thirty-four arms materialized!
The phantom can reach a height of six zhang, and its arm span covers a diameter of about seventeen zhang!
Each arm swing generates an impact of 500 jin!
The third stage: The collapse of the Time Wheel!

Seven monks self-immolated and transformed into a rainbow, causing a localized distortion of spacetime!
The magnetic field torque within the array increases twentyfold, potentially causing the enemy's flesh and bones to collapse!
Of course, this third level is the most powerful, but the most difficult to maintain for long, lasting at most half an incense stick's time!

Duanmu Yan said, "Brother Wang, I know where the array's core is!"

Wang Sheng was taken aback: "Really?"

Duanmu Yan said, "If there are no unforeseen circumstances, it is absolutely true!" He suddenly pulled the bowstring taut like a full moon, and a Rebirth Arrow formed from condensed air shot out!

It was as fast as lightning, heading straight for the throat of the lama holding the empty bowl!

In this formation, this lama's identity should be called a Rainbow Body!
Duanmu Yan knew that as the soul core of this formation, the Rainbow Body cultivator had to chant incantations continuously. If the incantation stopped, the barrier would inevitably collapse!

The arrow of rebirth was very powerful, but it turned into green smoke the moment it touched the glass shield!
Wang Sheng was taken aback: "Are you sure that's the core of the formation?"

Duanmu Yan was also taken aback: "That's not right, I remember my godfather saying that the throat of the rainbow-bodied one is the key to this formation!" He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I remember now! I know!"

He quickly conjured another ice arrow, then used his fingernail to carve a swastika on it. He secretly used his Divine Skill to make the arrow instantly covered in dark blue electric snakes, crackling as it flew. He then drew the bowstring back to its full length and aimed it at the throat of the rainbow-bodied man!

The swastika on the arrow suddenly released a dazzling blue light. With the blessing of the Great Compassion Bow, the Rebirth Arrow shot towards the rainbow body with the indomitable spirit of "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
The rainbow-bodied one hadn't taken the arrow to heart at all!
Because their attacks over several rounds had allowed them to gauge the enemy's strength! A peak Ninth Realm expert trying to break through the "Symphony Forest Wrathful Lord's Demon-Subduing Formation"? That's utterly delusional!

But when the ice arrow got within three zhang of him, the Rainbow Body suddenly realized something was wrong!
The arrow actually had a "Bon religion swastika" symbol on it. At the same time, it seemed that the other party had infused some kind of secret incantation into the arrow. So when the arrowhead pierced the glass shield, the shield seemed to have a spirit and dodged away, creating a vacuum passage!

*Thud!* The Arrow of Rebirth pierced through the throat of the Rainbow Body cultivator!

The rainbow-bodied one's throat was severed, and the internal energy of the Divine Art of the Yadi that had been gathered on the arrow vibrated in all directions, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices. He could no longer chant the incantation, and the glass barrier outside the formation collapsed instantly!

Without the protection of the glass shield, Wang Sheng's Beak Blade Pentakill instantly became incredibly powerful!

The first strike—the skull wedge—instantly pierced the throat of the lama wielding the axe!
After flying several feet, the flying sword Qing Shuang quickly returned and used its second strike, "Thunderous Wood," to pierce through the temples of the lama holding the skull cup! The third strike, "Tongue Prison Binding," pierced the heart of the lama who was playing the shinbone flute.
Just as he was about to unleash his fourth kill, "Skull Guillotine," Duanmu Yan had already shot the lama shaking the tambourine through the center of his forehead, preventing him from completing the five-kill streak. His fourth kill almost missed, but in order to complete the five-kill streak, Wang Sheng had no choice but to make the best of a bad situation. His flying sword still pierced a transparent hole in the lama shaking the tambourine, forcibly completing the fourth kill!

His fifth killing move, "Washing the Beetle," and Duanmu Yan's second arrow were used simultaneously on the lama of Burning Blood Mustard. At the same time, Xiong Mengyan also happened to kill the lama of Zhan Renpi and used the remaining power to deal with the lama of Burning Blood Mustard with Qin Yin Flying Knife. Thus, the lama with the most tragic ending in the history of Mahayana Maitreya was born!

The moment the Blood-Burning Mustard Lama's brow was pierced by the Rebirth Arrow, the internal force of the arrow blasted his head into a cloud of blood mist!
The lama of Burning Blood Mustard had his throat pierced by the flying sword. If his sword hadn't been one step ahead, he would have been left with nothing! Just as the flying sword pierced his throat, the lama's head and neck were blasted away by the Rebirth Arrow!
In the instant after his head exploded and the flying sword swept past, a torrent of blades descended from the sky, "a waterfall plunging three thousand feet, like the Milky Way falling from the ninth heaven!" The torrent of blades instantly engulfed the Blood-Burning Lama! He was probably left without even a trace!

The torrent of water, propelled by its momentum, crashed violently against the earth, sending dust billowing and instantly creating a large crater. The waterfall continued uninterrupted, and the crater grew deeper and deeper!

The other lamas had already fled in terror!

But against the trio of demonic cultists, no matter how high one's lightness skill is, it's no match!
The Rebirth Arrow can lock onto a target within a hundred feet, and it never misses!

The flying swords of Mount Shu can soar through the sky and disappear into the earth, making them impossible to defend against and invincible in attack!
The sound emitted by the Seven Deadly Demonic Zither can fill the entire world, penetrating everywhere. Once the zither's music is played, there is nowhere to hide within a hundred feet!

In an instant, the other six lamas were all blown into a bloody mist!
Two fists can't fight four hands, let alone six. With three members of the Demonic Sect joining forces against one, which lama could withstand this fatal blow?
After eliminating one, they concentrated their forces to take down the second, defeating them one by one in an instant! None of the seven Tibetan monks survived!

The remaining Tibetan soldiers were naturally washed away by the torrent of flying knives, leaving not a trace!

Wang Sheng said, "After tonight, we will be locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Mahayana Maitreya Sect!"

Duanmu Yan said, "What's the big deal! We'll deal with whatever comes our way!"

Wang Sheng said, "The key is that we killed a few Tibetan soldiers this time, which will probably alarm the Tibetan royal court. They might mobilize thousands of troops to capture us! Even if they are just ants, there are so many of them that it will never end and we will be overwhelmed. Although it won't kill us, it will drive us crazy with annoyance!"

Xiong Mengyan said, "Let's go back, Bigwof and the others are waiting for us."

After the three of them, along with Choma and Shion, returned to their seats inside, Bigwolf was particularly pleased. "You're back so soon? Are you alright?"

Wang Sheng said, "It's alright! It's resolved!"

Bigwolf raised his glass and said, "That's good! Come on, let's keep drinking!"

By this time, Pang Shiwu had already played five rounds. He had a general grasp of the characteristics of dice. Although he couldn't hear the specific numbers, he could basically distinguish the size of the numbers!
Therefore, if we only bet on big or small, Pang Shiwu is already 80% confident!
Now it was a Persian croupier's turn. He had large eyes, long eyelashes, fair skin, and a full beard. He laughed heartily: "Come on, place your bets!" His Chinese was also relatively fluent: "Place your bets and you're done!"

The gamblers placed their bets once again.

The Persian kept shaking the porcelain bowl, then slammed it on the table, his eyes gleaming: "God help me, I'm going to open it!"

"Hey, hurry up!"

"That's right, stop dawdling!"

The Persian laughed, "Good, open!" He lifted the inverted bowl, revealing the dice inside. "Four, five, five, big!"

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