When a sick and weak girl masters the clone of a strange beast

Chapter 448: Fire Crows Appear in the Sun

Looking at the Twelve Capitals Formation that was constantly being weakened, Zhao Zhao looked at Bai Yi and said, "Should we join forces to use a powerful attack on them?"

The man in white embraced the pipa and chuckled: "This is your home court, so of course I will listen to you."

Zhao Zhao said happily: "In that case, let's get started! You start first."

The man in white nodded, and the rhythm of the pipa in his hand suddenly changed, from the original fast to gradually calm.

Then the people from the seven holy places were surprised to find that dark clouds were gradually gathering in the sky. The dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and the depressing atmosphere made it almost hard to breathe.

The twelve Tianmen Realm powerhouses knew that the opponent was definitely going to do something strange again, but they didn't know what the opponent was going to do, so they could only remain vigilant.

Wow~~
Suddenly, heavy rain fell from the sky, soaking everyone's clothes in an instant.

The Holy Lord of Dongxuan wiped the rain off his face and shouted loudly: "Everyone, stabilize the formation and don't let the witch take advantage of it!"

"Yes!" everyone responded.

At this time, Zhao Zhao flew into the sky, her whole body flashing with crackling black thunder, and her voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Everyone, I'm afraid you can't defend against my attack!"

As her voice fell, the terrifying thunder around Zhao Zhao raged out, and the thunder turned into giant pythons that shuttled through the heavy rain. After encountering the rain, it split into countless small snakes.

For a moment, the entire Piaomiao Holy City and its surroundings were covered by thunder.

The lightning snakes and lightning pythons roared and pounced on the disciples of the six holy places in the formation.

The disciples rushed to defend themselves. They were all masters of the Lingtai realm and the backbone of the six holy places. Each of them was very powerful and had the ability to protect themselves.

I saw Qi shields appearing around the disciples, blocking the attacks of lightning snakes and lightning pythons.

The Thunder Python and Thunder Snake could only coil around the shield, hissing constantly.

As long as they dare to show the slightest flaw, the Thunder Snakes and Thunder Pythons will swarm over and devour them.

People from the six holy places didn't know that the bright thunder was actually Yin Demon Thunder, which could continuously absorb the negative emotions of living beings and strengthen itself.

The thunder in the sky had already made everyone in the formation feel terrified. The Yin Demon Thunder absorbed the emotions of fear and raged even more violently.

The entire area surrounding Piaomiao Holy City turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

At this time, Long Hao also joined the battle. He roamed freely in the ocean of thunder. If he saw anyone showing signs of cowardice, he would slap them with his claws.

These disciples were already frightened by the endless lightning snakes and pythons, and their own defenses were shaky. How could they withstand a claw from a thunder beast?

The shield was immediately shattered and was swallowed by one lightning snake and lightning python after another. The screams echoed in the ears of other disciples.

After all one thousand Xiantian realm disciples died, the remaining one hundred and eight Lingtai realm powerhouses also began to die one after another.

"Hahaha~ Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill happily!" Zhao Zhao's crazy laughter made the disciples of the six holy places even more uneasy.

"Witch!!!"

Seeing this scene, the five saints were furious, but they could do nothing.

When only half of the 108 Lingtai Realm disciples were left, one of the twelve Tianmen Realm powerhouses sighed quietly.

"It seems that we can't escape death today."

“Ah~~~” Several other Tianmen Realm powerhouses sighed upon hearing this.

The Holy Lord of the Flame Holy Land lowered his eyes and said, "My fellow ancestors, it is all because of the incompetence of our disciples."

One of the elders shook his head and said, "It's not your fault. It's because the opponent has too many tricks and is too powerful."

Before coming, had they ever thought that the opponent would be so powerful?

"Yes!" another middle-aged man nodded.

"Let's get started!" said the old man who spoke at the beginning.

Except for the five Saint Lords, all other Tianmen Realm powerhouses nodded.

The seven Lingtai realm masters each took out a dagger, and then stabbed it into their hearts without hesitation. Immediately, bright red blood dripped onto the ground along the dagger, and then flowed into the formation patterns.

The blood continued to gather, eventually dyeing the entire formation red.

The mist of blood gradually permeated the air, and even the bright sea of ​​thunder was stained with a hint of blood.

The reason why these Tianmen Realm powerhouses are willing to die bravely is because they are all the incarnations of the powerful outsiders from the major holy lands.

Death is not the end for them at this time.

The strong men in Tianmen Realm sacrificed their heart blood to the formation. As the heart blood gradually dried up, their bodies also gradually dried up.

At the same time, the remaining fifty or so Lingtai realm powerhouses in the formation were all blown away at the same time.

The reason why the seven Tianmen Realm powerhouses were willing to sacrifice themselves was to protect these Lingtai Realm seedlings.

The fact that they could break through to the Lingtai realm at this time showed that they had extraordinary talents, and the fact that they could survive the blazing Yin Demon Thunder further showed that they had firm minds.

If all these disciples were to die here today, the six holy places would be seriously damaged!

Therefore, the strong men in Tianmen Realm would rather die than save these disciples.

"Ancestor!"

Seeing that the ancestor had sacrificed his heart blood to the formation in order to protect them, the disciples who were pushed out of the formation burst into tears.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Zhao, who was suspended in the air, couldn't help but sneer and said, "It's really touching."

The Holy Lord of Dongxuan Holy Land shouted angrily: "Witch, just wait for your death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the heart blood of the seven Tianmen Realm powerhouses was completely absorbed by the formation, and the several ancestor witches who had disappeared all came back.

"Tsk~~" Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhao spat and said, "What a trouble, just like a cockroach!"

After the Twelve Ancestral Witches returned to their positions, the twelve Dutian Formation flags below flew uncontrollably into the sky and eventually all sank into the bodies of the corresponding Ancestral Witches.

The aura of the ancient witches has become even more powerful!

"Ho~~~"

The twelve ancient witches roared at the same time, and then attacked the Fantasy Sky Prison one after another. Suddenly, the Fantasy Sky Prison began to vibrate violently.

There was a loud "crash" and Zhao Zhao saw a piece of the spiritual light on the Huantian Prison shattered.

If the spiritual light of the magic weapon is completely destroyed, then the magic weapon will also be destroyed.

"Hahaha~ Witch, prepare to die!" The Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Flame laughed loudly towards the sky, his voice revealing only joy.

They have been frustrated for too long!

Zhao Zhao's face suddenly turned cold, "If I don't show my power, do you think I'm easy to bully?"

As she finished her words, the cuckoo bird roared and immediately attacked the Ancestral Witch of Wood. Fire overcomes wood, and the Ancestral Witch of Wood was immediately knocked to the ground, and the earth shook violently.

Then Chu Ji bowed to Zhao Zhao and said, "My Lord, it's my turn now!"

Zhao Zhao nodded, and the next second, Chu Ji took a step forward and appeared outside Piaomiao City, controlling the Youting Tower to smash towards one of the Ancestral Witches.

The moment he saw the Youting Tower, Wuji Saint Lord was furious and said, "The inheritance treasure of my Wuji Holy Land! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

If he didn't have to control the formation, he would have to fight to the death with Chu Ji at this moment.

It is so frustrating to have your own rare treasure being controlled by the enemy to use against you.

As he said this, he controlled the two ancient witches to attack Chu Ji at the same time.

However, before the other ancestor witch could get close to Chu Ji, he saw a ray of red light streaking across the sky.

"Your opponent is me, a little girl!"

It turned out that the one who made the move was Chi Ling.

At the same time, Xuan Ao also faced another Ancestral Witch. The four Ancestral Witches were restrained, and the speed at which the aura of the Illusionary Sky Prison was broken was indeed slowed down.

At this time, the Snow Girl sitting on Bai Yi's shoulder called out twice and touched Bai Yi's face with her white and tender cheek.

Bai Yi asked, "Are you going to help too?"

The snow girl couldn't speak, she just nodded vigorously.

Bai Yi touched her head and said, "Then be careful."

Although the Snow Girl is only the size of a palm, she has already broken through to the Tianmen Realm before Bai Yi.

Its strength was originally comparable to that of the Void Whale. Since the Void Whale had made a breakthrough, there was naturally no reason for it not to break through.

The Snow Girl nodded, leaped into the sky, and after a flash of light, her body became the size of an adult woman.

She has long blue-white hair that falls softly behind her head like a waterfall, all the way to her ankles. When the wind blows, her long hair flutters in the air.

Her skin was white and transparent, like a sculpture from ice and snow. There was a snowflake mark between her eyebrows, and her clothes seemed to be woven out of ice and snow.

It was clearly raining, but all the raindrops falling around the Snow Girl would automatically transform into ice beads and fall.

The Ancestral Witch of Water was controlling the water flow to attack the Fantasy Sky Prison, and the figure of the Snow Girl flashed and appeared right in front of him. With just a glance, the Ancestral Witch of Water was turned into an ice sculpture.

However, although this Water Ancestral Witch was not the real Water Ancestral Witch, he was equally powerful. He was controlled by the Snow Girl for only a few breaths. The ice that froze him shattered, and he roared and fought with the Snow Girl.

Zhao Zhao frowned as he saw that there were still seven Ancestral Witches attacking the Fantasy Sky Prison at the same time.

Seeing Zhao Zhao's worried look, Bai Yi covered his face and chuckled, "Do you want me to call a helper for you?"

Zhao Zhao said quickly: "Why don't you call for help?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yi stopped keeping the secret and waved her hand. The gate beside her opened, and then a puppet in armor walked out, emitting a powerful aura.

This puppet is the ancestor of Mohism.

This puppet of the Mohist ancestor is a mechanical puppet made by the Mohist ancestor. Its strength will fluctuate with the changes of the cycle of heaven and earth, and it does not need to practice on its own.

As the new cycle of heaven and earth continues to deepen, the puppet's strength has now recovered to the Tianmen realm.

"Thank you for your help, ancestor." The man in white said to the ancestor of the Mohist School.

Mo Laozu replied in a mechanical voice: "Miss, you are too kind. It is an honor for me that you can think of me."

After saying this, he nodded to Zhao Zhao again, and then said to Bai Yi: "That girl... I will go now!"

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of an ancestor witch.

The Ancestral Witch was just raising his hand to hit the Fantasy Sky Prison, but Ancestor Mo kicked him and he immediately fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Ancestor Mo stepped on the Ancestral Witch's head again.

After being hit like this, the ground beneath the Ancestral Witch began to crack.

Several Tianmen Realm warriors fought against the Ancestral Witch. For a moment, the sky and the earth were breaking apart around the entire Piaomiao Holy City. If it were not for the protection of the Huantian Prison, the entire Piaomiao Holy City would have been reduced to ashes.

The people who were originally watching the show around fled at a rapid speed, and those who ran slowly were directly hit by the gust of wind and were swept away to pieces.

Those who escaped were glad that their trip was not in vain. Not only did they watch a wonderful show, but their biggest gain was that they wrote down the White Lotus Sect’s supreme heritage, “The White Lotus Sutra in Seventy-two Chapters”.

It can be predicted that in the future for a long time, warriors in Zhongzhou will emerge like mushrooms after rain, because "White Lotus Sutra of Seventy-two Chapters" is no longer a secret in Zhongzhou.

There are so many people who have listened to and memorized this martial art, including many low-level martial artists without any sect or school.

As time went by, the five Saint Lords saw that the Illusionary Prison could not be breached after a long attack, so the Saint Lord Dongxuan proposed:
"First, we need to get rid of those strong men who are interfering with the Ancestral Witches, and then we can gather the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to attack the Immortal Weapon together."

The proposal of Saint Lord Dongxuan was agreed by the other four saints, so they began to manipulate the seven ancestor witches who were attacking the Huantian Prison to attack Chu Ji, Chi Ling, Xuan Ao and others respectively.

However, before the seven ancient witches could launch their attacks, suddenly a cluster of huge magic flowers rose from the Misty Holy City, and overwhelming magic vines spread out, almost covering the entire holy city.

The thick vines bound the seven ancient witches at the same time at lightning speed.

Blood-red flowers bloomed at the tips of the vines, and countless invisible flames gushed out from the flowers, instantly enveloping the seven ancestor witches and burning fiercely on their bodies.

"Roar~~"

The seven ancient witches roared miserably.

In the center of the Piaomiao Holy City, countless magic vines were wriggling rapidly, and they were jointly guarding a huge blood-red flower.

The flower is half open and half closed, forming a throne.

Zhao Zhao descended from the sky, crossed his legs and lazily leaned on the Red Flower Throne, looking at the five Holy Lords with a smile on his face and said:
"Dear seniors, have you forgotten about the juniors?"

Seeing Zhao Zhao handling the situation with ease, the five saints wished they could tear her to pieces alive.

This woman! This woman again!
This was the first time that Zhao Zhao displayed the maximum power of the Ai Ye Cai Nu Magic Lamp. At the same time, the magic vine dragged the seven ancestor witches, making them unable to move for a while.

Although some of the magic vines were broken off by the Ancestral Witch, new magic vines would be generated quickly afterwards.

Of course, the price of doing this is that the true energy in Zhao Zhao's body is being rapidly consumed.

It was still too difficult for her to deal with seven ancient witches at the same time. She couldn't hold on for long if she continued like this.

As time went by, Zhao Zhao gradually began to be unable to hold on.

At this critical moment, a man in white holding a pipa fell from the sky and landed lightly beside Zhao Zhao.

She said to Zhao Zhao with a smile in her tone: "Here I come!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhao suddenly stood up from the throne and laughed heartily towards the sky.

"Six Holy Lands, I've been playing with you for so long, I'm tired of it, it's time to send you to meet your deceased fellow disciples!"

As she finished her words, a door opened next to the man in white, and a palm-sized firebird flew out of it.

What’s important is that this firebird actually has a ball of golden light on its back.

The moment the bird appeared with the golden ball of light on its back, everyone present felt an inexplicable aura spreading out.

At the same time, the light released by the golden ball made them subconsciously close their eyes.

What is that? It is impossible to look directly at it!

"Liuhuo, I'm counting on you!" Zhaozhao said to the little firebird.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp~~"

The little firebird nodded, then turned into a ray of light and rose into the sky.

"唳~~~"

With a cry, a huge fire crow appeared out of nowhere in the sky.

What’s important is that there is a sun floating above the Fire Crow’s head. The terrifying high temperature spreads from the sun, and everyone feels as if they have fallen into a sea of ​​magma and fire.

The moment the sun appeared, the dark clouds summoned by Bai Yi with the Zhulang Zhaojun Pipa were dispersed.

The sea of ​​thunder controlled by Zhao Zhao gradually disappeared.

"唳~~"

The fire crow cried again, and then a ray of golden light shot out from the sun and accurately hit an ancestor witch who was controlled by Zhao Zhao.

Without any warning, the ancient witch turned into a ball of fire and burned to ashes, leaving only a burnt and tattered flag falling to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhao laughed out loud again.

"It feels so good! It feels so good!"

"How...how is this possible?" The five Holy Lords were already showing horror on their faces.

"唳~~"

In the sky, the fire crow cried again.