Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 882 Nine Spirits (Part )

"Don't try to scare me! I am the owner of Zijun Gourd now. No one can leave without my permission!" Xiao Huai roared angrily.

"Hehe! That was just now. Now that Dark Earth and Dark Gold have arrived, the Nine Spirit Formation has been formed. The barrier of this gourd can no longer do anything to us!" An Shui's tone was very proud.

"It seems that I really fell into the trap. You just acted just to make me let them in!" The demon baby sighed depressedly.

"It's not all acting. You are indeed the master of Zijun Gourd now. Those restrictions and illusions are real magic. They are very powerful!" Anhuo was still frightened and spoke the truth.

"Dark Gold and Dark Earth were the first ones to be sucked into the gourd, why did they run away again? If you all came in at that time, wouldn't this treasure have belonged to you long ago?!" Xiao Huai asked in confusion, while putting away his protection.

Seeing that the other party had given up resistance, the alien spirit pearl felt relieved, and An Tu responded in a muffled voice: "If we don't come in and take a look around, how can we know that there is another world inside? Besides, the timing was not right at that time. If we acted rashly, we would not have won the surprise victory today!"

"Demon Infant," seeing that the conversation was almost over, An Huo interrupted and said, "I still say that you and I are from the same lineage of Lingzhu. Now is the best opportunity for you to join the Hornet! We will use the formation to protect your safety. You must control the Purple Lord Gourd to enter Mai Sang's sea of ​​consciousness and cooperate with us in the battle! If you succeed, you will naturally benefit from it in the future. You will definitely have a place on the road to becoming a god!"

"Their real target should be the Purple Lord Gourd, and even if the Nine Spirit Formation can help them escape from here, it cannot control this treasure!" Xiao Huai suddenly had an idea and made two judgments. He replied "Okay" and deliberately asked in a worried tone: "How about I go with you! According to what An Huo said before, the higher-level owner of this gourd is Mai Sang or Chaos Jing Teng. How could they allow me to rebel with the treasure?!"

"Oh! Stop worrying! With the Nine Spirits Formation, no one can do anything to you!" Dark Fire urged impatiently. And this sentence also verified the Demon Infant's guess.

"Okay! Then I'm relieved! Let's go!" Xiao Huai had no reason to refuse, and he knew that if he delayed any further he would be attacked by everyone. He had to make up his mind, mobilize the purple energy and control the gourd to rush into Mai Sang's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, in the Baimu meeting room, Mai Sang, who had fainted on the ground, suddenly had a flash of purple light on his body and then returned to calm without anyone noticing.

Indeed, the intensity of the battle on the scene has left all the masters with no time to be distracted. They have to give it their all to barely ensure that they will not die on the spot.

As a top master, every bit of progress of Partch can be said to be achieved by stepping on the bodies of losers, so he will never retreat in front of his opponents, because that only means death. But today, facing the transformed Qianfeng, he is constantly thinking about escaping.

The enemy is too powerful...

Each move is simple, effective, and full of variety. You dodge, it follows you like a shadow; you resist, even a random collision will knock you over or send you flying. The injection technique driven by different energies can only be described as "unreasonably strong". There is no clear distinction between elemental energy factions. A fireball must also contain other energies, as well as the combined energies that appear after the fusion of different elements, and even unknown forces.

The Pope used all his strength to control his shaking hands holding the Dark Flow Sword, panting heavily. If Zhuzhu and Cong'an hadn't joined forces to ease Qianfeng's attack, Palchi wouldn't have had a chance to catch his breath.

"Wasn't your body resurrected with the help of the Wasp? How come you seem to have no idea about the characteristics of his energy?!" Partch lowered his voice and asked Wilson, who had just gotten up from the ground.

"Your poison injection techniques have been taught a lot by me. Do you think you can master the characteristics of my energy?" Dead Gray's face was grayer than a dead man, and he retorted unhappily.

"I thought you had reached some cooperation with the Wasp a long time ago, otherwise why did you insist on using Wilson's body to take over? Isn't this just giving them a handle?" Parky didn't have time to argue and asked. "The purpose of doing this is just to make the Wasp turn its attack to other parties! As for cooperation, they seem to be interested, but I feel that there is some big conspiracy hidden in it..." Wilson said halfway, obviously unwilling to reveal all his thoughts.

"You just agreed with Gongzhuang Dehong's suggestion. You were planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife, right?!" Si Renhui suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Using the Wasp to eliminate dissidents is naturally the best choice. Isn't that the same thing you just said?!" Partchi admitted frankly, without a trace of guilt in his tone.

"I'm afraid we may have to cooperate with others today! It's not good for anyone to have too many Wasp puppets in the Yatai Continent!" Wilson said in a deep voice.

The Pope nodded in agreement, exchanged a glance with Dead Man's Ashes, and at the same time rushed towards Qianfeng again.

On the other hand, on the surface, everyone was still besieging Gongzhuang Yitian. But in fact, Aunt Hong and the others knew that they were being entangled by the monster with four faces and six arms and could not escape.

Some of the four faces were laughing, some were angry, some had bitter expressions, and some were extremely cold, but they were all chanting the same spell at the same time, like the roar of wild beasts or the howling of devils, which made people feel upset and their power was greatly reduced.

The six arms rotated regularly, forming an oblique circle, like fan blades, not only resisting various attacks from the front, back, left and right, but also cooperating with those disgusting tentacles to produce a powerful suction force, making it impossible for the opponent to break free.

"If this goes on, we will be exhausted to death by this monster sooner or later!" After losing three god-level puppets in a row, Miao Chun was so tired that his face turned blue. It was difficult for him to use summoning skills anymore. He could only wave the Ziyuan Xiao to barely hold on.

"This is not a long-term solution! Let me hold him off for a while, and you switch to attacking his lower body. If it still doesn't work, take Mai Sang and flee far away. Don't fight to the end!" Aunt Hong, who still maintained a strong fighting power, said, her eyes turned black, and the magic energy was fully activated.

"Fourth brother, I didn't expect that we would meet a monster before we even had time to have a drink together after such a long separation, and let my younger brother..." How could Xuan Xing let the old lady take risks? After saying this, he gave up his defense and stabbed the golden pestle towards the enemy's chest and abdomen.

"Haha! Brothers are of one mind, so why so much nonsense!" The fierce battle made Hai'an feel like he was back in his youth when he was passionate about exploring the world. He laughed and kicked Weng Huan beside him away, then he turned into solid ice and rushed towards the inside of the monster.

At this critical moment, Mai Sang, wrapped in an orange coat, suddenly floated into the air. His eyes were tightly closed, and he was obviously still unconscious, but a giant axe mark with changing colors lit up between his eyebrows.

The giant axe in the interweaving of light and shadow quickly enlarged. The axe handle was made of black gold and stood tall. One side of the axe was shining with white light, and the other side was a pitch-black blade. They split the sky and the earth, as broad and vast as the sky.

"Clang..." A piercing sound was heard, enough to pierce everyone's eardrums. The giant axe tilted slightly backwards, and then swept across.

"Uncle Ju!" Zhuzhu took the risk of taking a palm from Qianfeng, then rushed to Maisang, took out a green wooden thorn, cut a small crack in the space, and rushed in with the fat man.

Zhuzhu: I still underestimated the wasp