Primordial War Dragon Art

Chapter 829 Die with Hate
These feathers are like those sharp arrows before, although they seem extremely real, they are constantly switching between reality and reality.

If you reach out to pick it up, you won't be able to catch anything except your palm will be pierced.

Countless dangers are hidden around, but no matter what means are used, there is no way to wipe out these dangers.

These dangers cannot even be touched, let alone resolved.

The Jiutian Daoist, whom everyone puts high hopes on, has nothing to do with this matter. This formation is really too mysterious, and every detail seems to be natural.

If he wants to forcibly change some details, maybe not only will the formation not be broken, but it will bring them greater danger.

Just now he saw with his own eyes that some details in the formation that were easily overlooked were changed, and the power became even stronger after that!
If they make a slight mistake, they will really die without a place to bury them. Now they can still have a little chance to breathe, but it doesn't mean that they can still have a chance to breathe after the power of the formation is fully activated!

Seeing the continuous study of the formation above the head, and more and more wounds on his body, his mood changed accordingly.

Not long after, bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on the top of Daoist Jiutian's head, which merged with the blood on his body, bringing a sore, soft and tingling feeling.

"Is there any way to solve it!"

"Obviously the strength is already so strong, do you want to die with hatred?"

"No! There must be another way, let me think about it, just think about it..."

These people struggle like street rats.

In a rain of feathers formed by pure white beautiful feathers.

There is no room for these people to struggle anymore.

Even if you hide in time.

But the blades formed by these feathers are almost everywhere, no matter how you hide, you will have more or less wounds on your body.

If it continues like this.

Sooner or later, they will be consumed one by one to death.

Even if everyone knows who did it all.

But he couldn't have the slightest struggle, and he couldn't free his hand to deal with Qin Yu who was controlling the formation.

Looking at the distressed looks of those people, Long Hun was a little eager to try.

"Master, why don't you let me go up and try it out, don't be in a hurry to use them to test the power of the formation."

"I feel that my innate ability seems to have some breakthroughs. Can you let me practice with them?"

After Qin Yu nodded, Dragon Soul rushed in excitedly.

After he rushed in, the power of the entire formation became much weaker.

But those blades are not non-existent, and they fall down in an eloquent way.

But some of the feathers do not turn into blades, and they look and feel like the most common swan feathers.

Not some extremely sharp blade.

However, the habits of being attacked before still make it impossible for them to face these feathers with a normal heart.

Especially when the feather is about to fall on them, I don't know if it will suddenly become a blade.

If the feather happened to land on their necks, it would be fatal!

In fact, this is not the greatest power, but just some small tricks.

Dragon Soul is like a fish in water in it, because he understands this formation, so he doesn't have the slightest worry about blades falling on him.

suddenly.

Those people felt that the speed of the feathers falling around them seemed to be much faster.

But they still had no way of determining which was the real feather and which was the blade that could kill them at any moment.

With increasing speed.

It is already too late to dodge.

There will be more or less real feathers, or fake feathers falling on the body.

If the real feathers are not in any danger, then that's fine.

But the fake feathers will leave a deep wound on their bodies at any time.

The strength becomes stronger, does not mean that the vitality will increase.

If enough blood flowed out, he would die at any time.

But now there are enough wounds on their bodies, large and small, and the battle robes on their bodies have been dyed bright red.

More or less feel dizzy, lack of strength, physical strength is completely unable to keep up.

But the speed of the feathers falling around him became faster and faster, obviously no different from before.

The biggest difference is the speed at which the feathers fall.

However, they don't know that they are very slow in the eyes of others.

Every time it was cut by the blade hidden in the feathers.

It looked as if they were deliberately edging closer, allowing themselves to be cut by the blades.

"Very good, it seems to have improved."

"It was about 50 times the flow rate, but now it seems that it has become nearly 60 times."

Dragon Soul still looked dissatisfied.

Soon those people suffered again, and they felt that the feathers were falling faster.

Even those who are familiar with the formation, such as Jiutian Zhenren and others, now feel that there is a certain law to follow in this formation, but now they have no way to grasp that little law.

Because the speed is so fast, their brains simply can't keep up with these speeds.

call out--

"Uh!" One of them was wearing a blue robe, his eyes were wide open, and he covered the wound on his neck in disbelief.

But at this moment when he was stunned, several more blades fell on his body, and one even fell on his sky cap.

In the end, it can only end with hatred.

The limbs fell to the ground, but the feathers would not stop falling because of his death.

Pieces of feathers piled up on him.

Gradually it became as high as a hill.

Also completely cover up this person's body.

"Are we going to sit and wait like this!"

"Even if I get seriously injured all over, I can't die like this!"

"Jiutian, haven't you found a way to break the formation yet? If this continues, all of us will die here!"

And the most important thing is that they haven't tested their cards yet.

Although Qin Yu and Long Hun were right in front of them, the distance of just a few steps was like a moat!

Jiutian Zhenren once thought that he had already studied politics and law quite well, and even in the realm of the Great Emperor, he might not have studied it more thoroughly.

But now he encountered a problem that he couldn't solve.

The formation itself was already very mysterious, so he didn't dare to touch it.

Even after staying in this formation for so long, he still hasn't discovered where the formation's eye is.

He is facing a life-and-death threat, and he dare not say that he has not found a clue so far.

It can only be a constant guarantee.

"Give me a little more time, and it will be fine soon."

However, no one knows how long this will be, not even himself.

"Come back, it's time to end."

(End of this chapter)