Chapter 95 Thunder, fire and dark bamboo cauldron are in danger
Buzz!
The formation center hall suddenly lit up with a rapid buzzer.
Chen Diling's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at the miniature of the magic circle, only to see Zhang Huanzhi, who had just left not long ago, turning back:
"It turns out to be Patriarch Zhang"
Chen Diling couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
He had contacted the eldest lady just now. It must have been the eldest lady who persuaded Zhang Huanzhi to cancel the action. Seeing Zhang Huanzhi walking quickly towards the formation hall, Chen Diling was mentally prepared to be scolded. .
It ruins the other person’s good deeds.
Zhang Huanzhi must be furious at this time.
Chen Diling immediately opened the magic circle in the main hall, went out to greet him personally, and bowed from a distance:
"Clan Chief Zhang, I didn't tell you and the eldest lady the news without telling you."
He didn't finish his words.
He sensed something was wrong, and saw Zhang Huanzhi’s eyes were red and lifeless, like a marionette, his heart and soul had obviously been absorbed:
“Enemy attack!”
Chen Diling immediately sent a breath of true energy from his Dantian into the sky, resounding throughout the entire island in the middle of the lake.
at the same time.
His body quickly moved to the side.
Unexpectedly, he saw that the ground where he was standing was dyed blood red at some point, and a small green snake shot out from the ground. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been dead by now.
Accompanied by Chen Diling's roar.
In the island in the middle of the lake.
Streams of sword light soared into the sky.
The other nineteen Zhang Family Qi Practitioners on the island immediately rushed out towards the central hall.
Chen Diling ran towards the center of the formation very quickly. As long as he held the formation, even if he came to build a foundation, he would never be able to capture Niushoushan.
However.
It's already too late.
Before him, a black shadow had flashed in, and he saw a black lump more than ten feet high guarding the gate of the formation hall, accompanied by two whooshing sounds piercing the air.
The two mysterious ropes are like spiritual snakes.
It wrapped around his legs very quickly.
Chen Diling stopped abruptly while running, waved his sleeves, and saw a thunder-fire dark bamboo cauldron blocking Xuansuo with a clanking sound.
At the same time.
Along with him, he poured spells one after another into the Thunder Fire Dark Bamboo Cauldron.
But there was a bang in the cauldron.
The fierce flames burst out, and the flames condensed into a fireball ten feet in diameter in the air. The fireball shot towards his left side as if it had eyes, and met the three demons that Fu Changsheng had transformed into the air. The Zujinwu collided together, accompanied by a cold snort in his mouth:
“Explode!”
Boom!
The fireball exploded.
A different flame.
The fireball contained strands of thunder and lightning power, and the three-legged Golden Crow was immediately exploded into little stars by this terrifying force.
Fu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sure enough.
All the monks who can cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training have one or two important treasures for self-defense. He immediately turned to Mo Lan and his fourth sister Chang Li who were guarding the formation hall and said:
"Mo Lan, you and the puppet Guard the formation hall, Fourth Sister, use the Queen Bee and the Silver-spotted Viper to stop the Zhang family monks from approaching. "
Once the formation hall is lost.
Today’s operation will not only end in failure, but the three of them will also die.
Chen Diling saw Fu Changsheng appear and saw that he was only at the eighth level of qi training, which was still far behind his own. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes fell on the Blood Moon Scepter in Fu Changsheng's hand. He was a little more wary, and immediately a thunderfire dark bamboo cauldron spewed out, floating above his head:
"It turns out that it's Patriarch Fu who is in front of me. The Fu family and I have no life-or-death feud. My duty is only to guard this spiritual mountain. How about you release Patriarch Zhang and then let's stop here?"
Guarding When the third elder of the Zhang family in the Soul Palace heard this, he was anxious:
“Elder Chen can’t do it, Fu The Blood Moon Scepter in the hands of Changsheng is the treasure of my Zhang family. Our ancestor must have been poisoned by this person in the abyss of ghosts. I also ask Elder Chen to kill this man quickly to comfort our ancestor. In the Spirit of Heaven, whatever benefit Elder Chen wants afterwards, our Zhang family will provide it with both hands!"
With the third elder as the center.
Ten middle-stage Qi-training monks from the Zhang family have formed a battle formation. The strength of their side is comparable to that of a late-stage Qi training monk.
As long as they rush into the formation hall without fear of death and Chen Diling restrains Fu Changsheng, they can hope to win the formation hall. Once they win the formation hall, the offensive and defensive situation will change.
So.
Chen Diling's attitude is very important.
Fu Changsheng's consciousness swept across the thunder-fire dark bamboo cauldron floating in front of Chen Diling, only to see that the mysterious runes inside were lighting up little by little, and the other party was obviously using his words to delay time.
He sneered immediately.
Holding the Thunder Sword, he struck Zhang Huanzhi in the air as he was about to regain his consciousness.
“No!”
Accompanied by a scream.
Zhang Huanzhi was immediately split into two by the Thunder Sword:
"Patriarch!"
The monks of the Zhang family watched helplessly as the patriarch died in front of them. They were filled with grief and anger. Under the leadership of the three elders, they began to rush towards the formation hall desperately.
The first-order pinnacle puppet waved its two mysterious ropes until only afterimages could be seen.
A mysterious rope wall was formed in front of the formation hall.
Once the Zhang family monks get close.
He was immediately beaten to a pulp.
Inside the formation hall.
Mo Lan sat cross-legged.
The fixed divine harp is placed horizontally in front of you, playing with ten fingers.
But I saw the tinkling tinkling sound of the piano rising everywhere, like the sound of gold and iron horses, and like the crashing waves, the notes turned into wind blades, whizzing towards the monks of the Zhang family who were approaching the formation hall. Strangling past.
For a while.
The battle for guarding the formation hall was evenly fought.
The other side.
Nine monks from the Zhang family who were in the early stage of Qi training also formed a three-talent formation and surrounded Fu Changli.
It was the first time that Fu Changli faced an enemy by himself, and he was still besieged. He was a little nervous at first, but he quickly got the rhythm.
Using the Green Wolf Demon as a mount, they directly started guerrilla warfare.
Because the Green Wolf Demon is extremely fast, the Zhang family monks who formed the formation simply cannot keep up. Once they speed up, loopholes will immediately appear in the formation.
Fu Changli looked at the right time and urged the Queen Bee to attack. The two Zhang family monks in the Tiangan position who were targeted by the Queen Bee screamed and fell to the ground dead instantly. The formation immediately loosened.
Fu Changli's eyes lit up, and he quickly summoned dozens of silver-spotted poisonous snakes hidden underground to rush out and attack the Zhang family monks who wanted to regroup.
The remaining seven Zhang family monks who were in the early stage of qi training all used their spells and weapons to fight with the silver-spotted poisonous snake, but the three-talent formation never had a chance to form.
Fu Changli drove Queen Bee to attack one by one and gained the absolute upper hand.
Chen Diling glanced at the two battlefields.
There was a flash of panic at the moment.
I never expected it.
The three monks of the Fu family have hidden so many methods, any one of them is enough to deal with the high-level monks of the ninth level of Qi training. They know that if they don't fight hard today, their body will die.
No more effort in the moment.
Hit his chest with a palm, and a mouthful of blood shot out, landing in the thunder-fire dark bamboo cauldron.
But there was a soft chirping sound in the cauldron.
Later.
A number of dark-patterned flying bamboos flew out of the sky, seventy-six in total. As he drove in a magic spell, they unexpectedly condensed into a seven-kill formation.
Fu Changsheng was immediately surrounded.
(End of this chapter)