Underworld exchange group

Chapter 901
The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Court actually list not formations, but tactics. The biggest difference between formations and tactics is that there is no formation eye in the formation. If part of the formation is destroyed, the power of the formation will also be greatly reduced, but the tactics will not. The tactics are more suitable for large-scale sky army operations than the formations.

More importantly, the gods of the heavens can cultivate some fairy battles that can improve the combat effectiveness of soldiers. The existence of a certain god can increase the combat effectiveness of heavenly soldiers several times. The stronger the fighting power is.At this point, Zhang Fan's self-modified Taiwei Eight-lock Formation was also applied.

The golden light of the sky warfare rotates, and the dark light of the ground warfare rotates, echoing up and down.

The members of Shenxi's tribe were quite skilled in coordinating with each other. At the beginning, Zhang Fan swept across a large area with his sword, but at this time, he swept with his sword again, killing at most the few people in the front.

Even visually, it can be noticed that all the members of the Shenxi tribe have grown a little bit, and there are terrible fireworks emitting from their bodies.

"kill!"

The spears in the hands of the Shenxi tribe shot at Zhang Fan one after another, turning into a shower of rain, and then there was a fist wind formed by a huge white gang.

Rumbling, the sky shook.

"Yan Jun of Nanfu, you can catch him before you hang up." The body of the long-armed god swayed, as if he was being stepped on by the wind. "Shen Xi Talisman Order, listen to my order."

"what!"

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers behind him, with their hands in hand, all shot out the magic light at the long-armed god, gathering the power of warfare on him alone.

"Shenxi asks for punishment!"

He suddenly raised a sky-opening ax in his hand, and his whole body was lifted up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The huge ax in his hand slashed towards Zhang Fan with all his strength.

The golden giant ax completely covered half of the sky, and it was as huge as a thousand meters.

Head down!

Zhang Fan chanted the incantation lightly in his mouth, and slapped the storage bag, a flame rushed out, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, a terrifying Huohou had already soared between the heavens and the earth, shuttled among thousands of armies , Wherever it passed, the wind howled and the flames shot up into the sky.

"Ow!"

There was a terrifying howl with a little bit of excitement.

"That is……"

"It's Sanhuo, the third monkey in the world."

Sanhuo's body is dark on the surface, but the red light of burning flames is constantly reflected inside, which looks extremely terrifying. At this time, he opened his bloody mouth and continuously spewed out fiery demon wind, which swept thousands of meters away, just like The rocket launcher, the flames swept over, and the Shenxi tribe, who killed or injured more than a hundred people, rushed directly to the falling giant axe.

boom!
The jet of flame collided with the giant axe. After a burst of force, the giant ax was burnt to charred black and drifted away invisible with the wind.But the flames rushed straight, spraying hundreds of meters, and there was a wailing wherever they passed, and burning heavenly soldiers and generals screamed and fell from the sky, like dumplings.

"Hahaha, happy..." Zhang Fan raised his head and laughed.

Sanhuo lost his divine body, even if he was a remnant soul, he was able to fight against Tian Kui, who had transformed into a golden fairy three times. Although he lost, his strength was still very close to that of the golden fairy.

Looking back at Xiaolanglang, Xiaolanglang was surrounded, but it was no longer as easy to deal with as before. The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed over, and this sword was chosen in the middle of the tactics , With a bang, the huge sword light was falling, hitting the light of warfare, just like hitting the ground, it burst apart.

"Panlong absorbs water"

Xiao Langlang withdrew his palms again, and those heavenly soldiers and generals who were blown away by the sword light were washed away by the water dragon again.

Seeing Zhang Fan and Xiao Langlang tyrannize to this point, the long-armed god's face turned cold: "The Twelve Capital Heaven's Warfare!"

When the decree came down, a hundred thousand troops marched forward and were divided into twelve parts. Immediately, twelve statues of ancient gods rose up in the battle formation, each of which was extremely huge and had hideous faces.

"Fizz!"

An angry hiss came from Sanhuo's mouth.

"Excuse the evil!"

With a bang, the twelve god statues all shot out strong lights, and blasted towards Zhang Fan, Xiao Langlang and Sanhuo, which contained the terrifying power of the twelve capital god statues.

This is the power of the ancient gods.

It is enough to turn the world around, turn the sun and the moon upside down, and shake the stars down.

Before the Faguang arrived, the strong air pressure had already crushed it. Zhang Fan frowned, and the ghost tablet that had been brewing in his hand for a long time was sacrificed and went up to meet it.

After taking over the Nanfu, Zhang Fan commanded millions of Yin soldiers, and he realized that the Yin soldiers in Nanfu had tactics that had been lost, and the Ghost Commander's ghost-creature warfare techniques were also lost, so he could only use formations. Come on, although the Nanfu has been lost, the tactics of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Court have not been lost. Water, the fighting power is amazing, so from the very beginning, Zhang Fan had expected that the Shenxi tribe, being one of the eight tribes, must also have a killer move.

From that moment on, Zhang Fan was already triggering the Ghost Monument.

Hundreds of millions of power of faith, pushed and radiated from the ghost and god tablet, pushed towards the power of the barbarian god, and the two forces collided immediately.

Ancient artifacts against ancient warfare.

Boom, boom...

The situation in the whole world changed color, the thunder was unaware, the mountains fell apart, and the sea of ​​stars hung upside down.

"go with!"

The sound of Zhang Fan's incantation suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, rumbled and rolled in all directions like rolling thunder, the ghost tablet broke away, suddenly rose up, and fell down with a bang!

"It's undefended!"

At the same time, Zhang Fan retracted his long sword, and the Ziwei Taiyin sword landed at his feet. He took a step forward, stood on it steadily, rushed towards Shenxi's tribe with a whoosh, and softly spit out: "Hell against the flood! !"

Pushing out violently from behind him, Zhang Fan controlled the flying sword at an extremely fast speed, rushing past the ranks of Shenxi's tribe in an instant.

Whoa!
The power it brought up directly sent all the Shenxi tribes flying away where it passed, the Twelve Capital Heaven's warfare collapsed invisible, Sanhuo took the opportunity to spit out gusts of monster wind, and Xiao Langlang's water spells raged in the sky.

With a bang, the stele of ghosts and gods fell extremely quickly, and it was directly inserted into the ground, turning the land with a radius of a hundred miles into a cemetery, and there were no more living things under the cemetery.

Hundreds of thousands of Shenxi tribes all fell weakly from the sky. The spectacle of that scene is not enough to describe it with dumplings.

The sound of bang bang was imperceptible.

Even the dozens of gods inside fell without exception. The long-armed gods looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief in horror, and wanted to open their mouths, but they were completely suppressed to the ground.

Life is passing by quickly.

After a while, no one fell from the sky, but the entire Qiongsang Palace was destroyed and shapeless. When they fell, many people fell directly on the roof of the palace, directly smashing a hole in the roof and falling to the ground. On the ground, the poor sang palace seemed to have suffered a terrorist attack.

Emperor Poor Sang was completely dumbfounded.

The [-] troops in the Heavenly Court were actually taken away by Zhang Fan.

"Three fires!"

Sanhuo roared, and the whole person rushed towards the sky at an extremely fast speed, passed through layers of white clouds, and went straight up to a height of several thousand meters, suddenly somersaulted in the air, and then rushed down, violent flames burst out , coupled with his own strength and acceleration, it was as terrifying as a meteorite falling, and the whole person turned into a fireball, a fireball that got smaller and bigger.

At the beginning, it was only a dozen meters, but in the end it reached hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, and the flames burned for thousands of meters.

Boom!
The whole earth shook violently, the three fires fell to the ground, and the flames burned to the sky. Those who were suppressed under the stele of ghosts and gods, all the heavenly soldiers and generals were burned, and they got up, crying.

"town!"

Zhang Fan spat out another look, the flames all over the sky dissipated invisible, and the heavenly soldiers and gods all turned into a piece of dry bones.

Hundreds of thousands of Shenxi tribes were all wiped out.

It's all in one pot.

Only a few powerful immortals are still alive, and the long-armed gods look at the scene of turning into a mountain of corpses, their eyes are full of horror, and they can't believe it. The [-] troops were shocked and killed like this, "You, you..."

Zhang Fan took back the ghost tablet, and he smiled lightly: "What am I, I want to know, what crime is it if you kill all the [-] troops in the heavenly court and the gods?"

(End of this chapter)