magic door player

Chapter 91 Demonic Monk ([-])

Wang Shaorong looked around and shouted softly: "Do you have a way to break the formation?"

Everyone was silent.

In fact, many people have already tried to break the formation. The attacking supernatural power of a single monk falls on the large formation, and it can only create a wave of ripples, which is useless.

Even Wang Shaorong, who has the highest cultivation base here, can only tear open a hole the size of a bowl, and the crack is instantly healed.

If she goes in alone, she will definitely be eaten to the bone by the monks on the island.

The Flying Zombie she sacrificed has an attack power comparable to that of a first-order magic weapon!
At this time, someone suggested: "If there is a volume of formation diagrams that are good at breaking the formation, I will wait for everyone to work together to break through this large formation."

Wang Shaorong asked: "Who has this kind of formation diagram?"

Everyone was silent again.

Someone else suggested: "The monks of Soul Devouring Island are all evil spirits, and their heads are not very clear. Why don't we release a lot of delicacies here, lure snakes out of their holes, and defeat them one by one."

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

Someone clapped their hands and praised: "It is said that the monks of the Devouring Island will be insane if they don't eat for one day, and their cultivation base will regress if they don't eat for three days. Let's buy some spirit food wine with a strong fragrance. Believe it or not, we won't be able to lure them out."

Wang Shaorong frowned slightly, faintly feeling that this method is feasible, so he asked: "Which one of you knows how to cook spiritual food, quickly go to the sea to catch some monsters, and do it now in front of the cultivators of Devouring Island!"

Among the casual cultivators, there are many people who are good at cultivating the truth and crafting arts. After hearing the words, more than a dozen people took orders, set up Duanguang and went into the sea.

Many other monks also went to help.

at this time.

A black light flew from the distant sky, with a deep magic, like a mountain like a mountain.

Wang Shaorong's complexion moved slightly, and he immediately mobilized his magic power. From the vermilion coffin under his feet, a white gun pushed out of the coffin, turning into a ray of white light to intercept it.

Seeing the black light stop in the sky, a tall and handsome figure manifested.

The man cupped his hands and said, "Pang Yue, the magic talisman sect, I have met fellow Taoist!"

Is it a cultivator of the Demon Talisman Sect?

Wang Shaorong turned his eyes, flew forward, and said coldly: "Puyue Wang's business is here, fellow Taoists, please go around."

She took a closer look at the magic talisman cultivator in front of her, and saw that he had an aura as thick as a mountain. In his tall and straight figure, there was a dreadful and terrifying magic hidden, which made her feel alarmed again and again.

The man smiled slightly and said, "Pang is here for the Soul Devouring Island."

Wang Shaorong's pretty face turned frosty, and a fierce look appeared between her brows, and she asked, "Are you the rescuer invited by Spirit Devouring Island?"

As soon as these words came out, the group of cultivators behind immediately became vigilant, and everyone maintained a large formation and moved towards this side.

"No!"

Pang Yue shook his head, and said leisurely: "Spirit Devouring Island disciples killed Pang's spiritual pet, and Pang is here to take revenge."

Wang Shaorong was dubious and asked, "The monk who killed your spiritual pet is on the lower island?"

"He was killed by Pang, but...he didn't let go of his anger, and more monks from Soul Devouring Island had to fill it with their lives."

Pang Yue said in a flat tone.

When the group of cultivators heard this, they suddenly thought to themselves: If you are really a cultivator of the Demon Sect, if someone kills your spiritual pet, you will kill everyone? !
The corners of Wang Shaorong's eyes twitched, and he was silent for a moment before he said: "If that's the case, fellow daoists are easy to use, but the formation below is very strong, why don't we join forces?"

"No need."

Pang Yue politely refused, and then asked with a smile: "Did you ask for the name of Taoist friend?"

Wang Shaorong's expression was complete, and he said lightly: "Wang Shaorong."

"Good name!"

Pang Yue laughed, his body moved, and it turned into a black ray of light, slamming into the guard formation.

I saw him falling like a meteorite, splitting into 33 black hills in the air, carrying the weight of [-] tons and the sound of rolling thunder, and fell fiercely on the light curtain of the Dao Protector Array!
boom!
An earth-shattering loud noise spread through the void.

An invisible air wave swept across the sky, and the clouds and mist in the sky suddenly overflowed clean!

The big waves on the sea rolled back, the wind was like a ring, and it spread violently!

The Dao Dao Array was smashed, twisted, dented, and burst apart at the flick of a finger.

33 extremely dark hills with strong magical powers crashed down on the island, immediately stirring up dust in the sky, the island trembled, and the earth dragon rolled!
"Unsullied Heavenly Demon!"

On the island, a voice full of shock and anger sounded.

The cultivators of Soul Devouring Island have been dealing with extraterritorial celestial demons for a long time, and immediately recognized the origin of Pang Yue's clone of the magic talisman.

Hearing an indifferent voice respond: "Spirit Devouring Island kills my soul pet, it's time to kill my family."

sound off.

33 jet-black sword lights flew out like electricity, and each of them evolved into a three-foot long rainbow, like a flying dragon flying over the island.

The island's spirit-eating island disciples tried to resist one after another, but there was no single enemy.

suddenly.

A dazzling aura shot up into the sky, and a fat figure among them fled away quickly.

Wang Shaorong hastily mobilized his mana to intercept it.

Suddenly, a stunning sword light flashed across the sky!

At this moment, Haitian seemed to be divided into two by this dark and sharp sword light!
The spiritual light on the fat figure disappeared in a flash, and the fat body turned into two pieces and fell down.

Russian hectares.

The 33 sword lights converged, and Pang Yue's figure reappeared.

Fangyun Island is already devastated, and there is no one alive.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he sensed a certain location and flew over.

The void outside the island.

Hundreds of monks stared blankly at the scene in front of them, not knowing what to say for a while?

The Dao protection array, which made them extremely troublesome, was broken by violence in a blink of an eye.

And that terrifying swordsmanship is simply creepy.

It's so chilling to see!
I don't know who said it: "In the future...don't dare to offend the spiritual pet of the monks of the Demon Talisman Sect."

"The price...is too great!"

Wang Shaorong's beautiful eyes flickered, and he thought for a while, and then he shouted: "Go down and collect the storage bags on the monks of the Devouring Island, as well as the spiritual stones, treasures, and classics on the island, and I will hand them over to Fellow Daoist Pang."

Everyone agreed one after another, and hundreds of streamers fell like stars.

……

In the depths of Fangyun Island, inside a cave.

In the pool with a radius of three feet, there was a puddle of light blue and scarlet thick greasy ointment.

Standing by the pool, Pang Yue smelled a strong and strange fragrance and felt a little drunk.

He hastily sacrificed the Buddha of Immeasurable Light and suppressed Dangkong with Buddha's light, only then did he regain clarity.

"It really is the ointment of all beasts."

With a happy expression on his face, he waved his hands and set up a large array of demon seizing dao around the oil cave.

Infinite Light Buddha sits cross-legged in front of the formation, forming seals with both hands, performing the technique of Purdue.

Pang Yue urged the formation.

I saw the demonic energy in the formation tumbling, faintly connecting to the void outside the territory, and the strange fragrance of the ointment of the beasts also poured into the void outside the territory along with the demonic energy.

off the island.

The group of cultivators suddenly felt an astonishing surge of devilish energy rising up like a lonely smoke in the desert.

In the blue sky, which was originally sunny and sunny, suddenly black mist surged, forming a whirlpool over the island, rolling endlessly.

Thunder flickered in the black mist, and another empty and dead world was faintly visible!

Fierce and crazy breaths passed over, and the magic spread, as if the end of the world had come.

The monks of the Wang family and the rest of the rogue cultivators felt fearful, and thought in unison, leave this place immediately!

Someone said to Wang Shaorong: "Fellow Daoist Wang, there are no taboos and dangers for monks of the Demon Sect. Let's leave this place as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)