Taoist chanting

Facing the crisis of life and death, many monks were furious and trapped in the desperate situation of the evil formation. Even if they hid, they could not escape alone. Apart from joining forces to attack the formation, they might still have a glimmer of life. At this moment, they had no other choice.

The forces in the city quickly formed a group, and even the biggest personal grievances were put down at this time.

Wan Shangwu's voice came again: "I will give you a chance to encircle the man above the guest house, and that bitch Mengmei who provokes dissension, and create a good opportunity for this old man to kill the thief. I don't need to hold you accountable. The crime of a thief.

At the critical moment when the great war is about to start, how can I be so busy killing my own people, use your brains to think about it?
Sheng Lao was able to control the big formation, preventing the blood-forbidden fog from hurting his own people in the city, only targeting foreign thieves, and not letting go of the opening of the city defense big formation to let you come out first. , still don't understand? "

It was rare for Wan Shangwu to be so patient, explaining to the monks below one by one.

Seeing the people in the city who hoped to survive again, they fell into conflict again. I don't know whether to believe in the old monster, or to work together and rush up to fight for a fish to die and a net to break?
It is very likely that Wan Laoguai used them to deal with the fifth-level masters in foreign lands, let them fight to increase the power of the evil formation, and then wiped out all of them who were hurt by both sides. The benefit was unique, and all survivors were wiped out.

"It's already at this time, you foolish fools are still harboring fantasies, delaying the escape time again and again, you are so stupid! The formation masters among you have eyes on your buttocks, and you haven't seen that the evil formation is not fully arranged, Mr. Sheng The ghost is urging his blood ban fog at once, how can he control the evil formation to prevent the blood ban from contaminating you abandoned people?

The mortals and low-level monks in the city who can't fly have fallen into the blood ban, and their flesh, vitality and soul are all polluted, and they are providing energy for the evil formation. You have one last chance, so you can do it yourself. "

You Mengchang thoughtfully exposed the sinister intentions of the old monster outside the city, but his words were still vicious and unpleasant.

There are thousands of mortals and low-level monks in the city, who were in a panic before, but now they are stunned and staggering.

Flying on their own in the face of a catastrophe, the monks who could fly in the air did not care about the life and death of the mortals and low-level monks below. At this time, they were reminded and found that the situation was different.

Several formation masters who had been humiliated and scolded hurriedly descended a little, touching the thicker blood mist below, and someone had already shouted: "Don't trust Wan Lao and blame them, the only way to survive is to charge up!"

"The blood-forbidden mist is out of control, the old monster is talking nonsense, and he is fighting the old monster!"

"Rush up quickly, or you will die if you are too late!"

The other formation masters shouted one after another, whether they understood the strangeness of the evil formation or not, it doesn't matter at this time, in order to survive, they must strengthen everyone's determination.

The monks in the city who were deceived by the old monster again and again were completely aroused.

There is no way out, so we can only fight his mother's way.

A small battle formation quickly formed a hundred-man battle group, and then joined together at the back to form a ball-shaped whole with a size of several tens of feet. edge.

Above the city defense formation, Wan Shangwu, who was wearing a scarlet robe, was condescending, overlooking the situation in the city, with a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

He intentionally aroused the desperate desire in everyone's heart, whether it was going in his direction or to the guest courtyard, it didn't matter, but he didn't expect that the fourth-order dream charm below, with a glib tongue, would cooperate with him invisibly Such a tacit understanding saves a lot of saliva.

He held a blood-red bead in his right hand, and there were more than a dozen light spots faintly flickering inside the bead.

He muttered words, staring at the formation of the battle group below, everyone's anger and aura reached their peak, such a soul met his needs, and shouted: "Blood forbidden fog cover!"

As his words fell, the blood mist flowing near the ground in the city suddenly rolled up violently, flying sand and rocks, and within a short period of time, the entire city was plunged into a bloody atmosphere. Thousands of people on the ground fell to death in the mist, and their flesh and souls were swallowed up. All that was left was a shriveled, withered yellow body.

The dense blood mist enveloped the battle group rushing upwards
It is eroding the spell shield that everyone worked together to create.

At this moment, the battle group formed by everyone's joint efforts is in an unprecedented crisis. Even if they don't breathe and close the pores of their bodies, they still feel that the blood forbidden mist is everywhere, attacking the body surface like needles, and the blood in sight is indistinguishable. direction, panic grew in my heart.

"Quick, rush up!"

"Wrong, that's down, quickly reverse direction!"

"That's right, Lao Zhou, don't listen to his blind instructions, we can't afford to waste time, let's go up!"

"Are you idiots in a hurry to die? I won't accompany you anymore!"

Fierce disagreements arose, and the entire temporary battle group fell apart in the sound of quarrels, and each rushed to the direction they thought was right. Without exception, all the battle groups hit the ground in a wild and desperate posture, destroying countless houses.

The fog of the blood ban shrouded the desperate monk's body, and he took advantage of the void to enter, screaming everywhere.

Only the Baizhang neighborhood where Zhang Wenfeng was located was clean, and the blood-forbidden mist bypassed his area and swept across it violently.

With the Xuanyuan sword in hand, the evil spirits dare not go forward.

He understood that the two old monsters used the method of massacring the city, not only to kill the living, but also to accumulate strength for the evil formation, and then deal with him with the force of thunder.

The avenues we take are different, and the positions we stand on are different.

Since the two old monsters dared to massacre the city, they didn't worry about provoking heaven's punishment.

Zhang Wenfeng was distracted a lot at the moment, he had been silently accumulating momentum, preparing for the sword, his left hand was tucked into his sleeve, holding the exquisite wooden tower, the sky-reaching wooden bead at the core of the tower was slowly turning, and the scriptures appeared faintly.

Hearing the screams coming one after another in his ears, he looked indifferent.

In about a quarter of an hour, the last few fourth-order monks fell to their deaths in infinite pain and wailing, and the city fell into a deadly silence. Sheng Congxian easily slaughtered all the monks in the city with the ability of a master.

The mist was bright red and was slowly squeezing towards the trapped Guanzhu Zhang.

Wan Shangwu's questioning voice came from the air: "I don't know Yougui's surname yet, is it convenient to let me know?"

Zhang Wenfeng stood alone on the top of the guest courtyard out of thin air, ignoring the old monster's question, he was about to move his sword around, try to break it with strength, tear the sticky blood mist like a curtain, and set up a formation for You Lao Fado buys time.

Whether it's the Dao of Formation, the Dao of Talismans, or the Dao of the Sword, the point that leads to the same goal after all is the use of power.

He is in the initial stage of exploring the rules of the world, but what he sees is much better than when he was in the Jindan state.

The rune bone puppet always stood behind him, guarding him with a sword.

"Zhang Daoyou, you can come down now."

Hearing You Lao's voice transmission greeting, Zhang Wenfeng stepped away without hesitation, landed on the eaves steps of the east wing house, and walked straight into the dark room, followed by the rune bone puppet, and closed the wooden door just opened.

There was a surprise in the air, Sheng Congxian smiled and said, "It's interesting."

Under his nose, Meng Mei arranged a small formation that he couldn't understand, forming a small independent space in the city.Survive the game of death, and met a master of formation.