Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 630
The blue light of the Trapped Demon Formation has now been compressed to a size of about twenty meters towards the middle.

Although all the supernatural powers in the main battle outside were exhausted, they were all in high spirits at this time, much more excited than in the previous two days.

In particular, the supernatural powers of the Potianmeng showed signs of exhaustion and excitedly waited for the demon to be further weakened; perhaps, as long as they persisted for another day and a half, the leader would be able to get away safely.

Lin Zongfeng withdrew from the eye of the formation, and when he landed on the top of the building, his feet even softened slightly.

"Patriarch Lin, you don't need to use it for the next round, so you can rest!" The deacon of the town guard's mansion next to him stepped forward and offered the elixir, respectfully and authentically.

"There is no need to rest, as long as two hours, the old man can go to battle again!" Lin Zongfeng waved his hand vigorously, rejecting the other party's kindness, his grandson is still trapped in the battle, where can he rest, as long as he persists for a while, he will be able to let him go How can the grandson get away with peace of mind and rest!

Seeing Lin Zongfeng's decision, the deacon guarding the mansion could only bow his hands and retreat.

Looking at the old figure, sitting down with difficulty, and began to adjust his breath, the deacon showed a hint of admiration on his face; the master of the Lin family was frail and frail, and should be regarded as the weakest among all the supernatural powers, but After the Lin Patriarch took part in the rotation of the big formation, he never lagged behind anyone by half a point.

Although it has something to do with his grandson being in the trapped demon formation, it is still worthy of respect; after all, this kind of consumption is not something ordinary people can bear. Don't talk about this one.

Thinking of this, the deacon couldn't help but looked up at the opposite building roof. On the top of the trapped demon formation, that tall and straight figure had been sitting for three whole days.

The other supernatural powers are basically rotated every hour or two, but only the Palace Master presides over the entire formation, without any rest or rotation for three days and three nights.

"My lord, you are worthy of being guarded by me. This level of strength is unmatched!" Looking at the figure, the deacon's eyes became more and more intense.

Inside the trapped demon formation, Tian Tianmo said something dry, but Fang Xiaonan, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle, seemed unmoved.

Seeing the figure sitting cross-legged, still as stable as Mount Tai, the demon finally got annoyed, howled angrily, and said, "This is the last chance I give you, if that's the case, then die!"

Following the angry howl of the demon, the black mist, which was originally tens of meters wide, suddenly converged towards the middle.

Like a ball of thick ink, it suddenly pressed towards Fang Xiaonan from all around, and at the same time, the already weak magic sound suddenly increased several times, even stronger than the beginning.

Fang Xiaonan, who had been sitting with his eyes down, suddenly opened his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally couldn't bear to work hard.

It's just that, at this time, it's been too late to wait for so long, and finally it's now.

The hands were clasped together suddenly, and an electric spark as thick as an arm rushed out from between those hands, and then turned into a grid to wrap Xiaonan in it.

The black mist collided with the power grid, and tiny electric sparks and black mist evaporated from time to time, but at this time, neither side had any plans to retreat.

The Heavenly Demon must solve this human race that has been entangled with him, so that he can have a chance to retreat; no matter how suppressed by the formation outside, as long as the whole confidant is solved, it will have the confidence to escape.

And imitating Xiaonan also had to wear down the celestial demon to the extreme, leaving only the core soul of the celestial demon, which can be used to make up for the one soul and two souls that Xiaobei lacks.

So, finally, both sides are doing their best to carry out this final battle.

It's just that the Heavenly Demon is extremely annoyed. If he fights first, he will have at least a [-]% chance of winning, but it's hard to say now.

But there is no way, they can only fight, the human race in front of them is too cunning, if they don't fight, they will really have no hope of running away.

I just hate how this guy is so stubborn, and it's even a stone in the latrine, which is smelly and hard!
With the sudden shrinkage of the demon's size, all the supernatural powers and psychics who presided over the formation outside were stunned. What's going on?

But no matter what, it doesn't seem like a bad thing for the demon to shrink this time, and the reaction of the sleepy demon formation is not slow. Yang, who presides over the entire formation at the top, reacts immediately and urges the formation to start compressing towards the middle.

The smaller the range of this sleepy demon formation, the greater its power will be!
Amidst a burst of exclamation, Lin Zongfeng, who was adjusting his breath, opened his eyes in surprise, and turned his head to look at the sleepy demon formation over there.

Seeing this scene, he suddenly jumped up, staring at it with wide eyes, a little confused.

The rest of the masters of the various factions who were resting and recuperating also looked at the big formation nervously with a look of surprise on their faces.

"Today, the golem is going to fight Xiao Nan!"

Zhao Gonggong stood on the edge of the roof, looking at the blue light of the trapped demon that was shrinking rapidly, and the black mist that was only a few meters in size, with a dignified expression.

But obviously, Na Yang, who supported the formation, seemed to understand that on this day, the sleepy demon formation was shrinking with all its strength, pressing towards the black mist in the middle.

Although the Trapped Demon Formation is mainly used for trapping demons, the blue lantern already has the effect of refining demons, and the internal and external pincers with Fake Xiaonan can at least relieve some of the pressure on Fake Xiaonan inside.

When the seventh host, Mr. Hu and others rushed to this place, they saw this scene.

"Huh! This is?" Seeing this scene, Mr. Hu was taken aback.

However, the expression of the seventh building owner next to him changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "This imitation Xiaonan is really amazing, and he has forced this demon to this point!"

"You mean?" Mr. Hu hesitated for a moment, and said, "Is there a decisive battle here?"

"Within one stick of incense, there will be results!" The Seventh Lord nodded slowly, suddenly separated his thumbs from the other fingers, and gently pressed them together in front of his chest, forming a triangle-shaped gesture with his palms and ten fingers.

And in the triangle between the palm and fingers, a small tower about an inch high quietly emerged.

With the appearance of this small tower, the figure of the seventh master gradually faded, and then completely disappeared, as if it had just blended into the air.

It's not surprising that Mr. Hu and the others next to him, the methods of the semi-holy are naturally beyond the imagination of ordinary people; but it is obvious that the seventh host should have gone to the big formation and made corresponding defenses. If the mansion fails, the landlord will wipe out that demon with a thunderbolt!

"Stab la la!"

The electric sparks kept flickering, and the black mist kept dissipating. Gradually, the black mist was only two or three meters in size, and it could barely wrap Fang Xiaonan and the blood-colored cocoon in it.

And the grid wrapped with the imitation Xiaonan was also obviously thinned; the figure sitting in the middle was even more frightened and crumbling, his face was completely pale, without a trace of blood.

Only those eyes are still firm, without any fear or weakness, only calm and resolute!
"I will definitely win!"

At this time, the blue light of the sleepy demon formation also shrank to a few meters in size, clinging to the black mist again; the psychics of the auxiliary formation had receded at this moment, and only a few supernatural powers remained firmly occupying the eyes of his formation. Squeeze together and fully cooperate with the large formation to suppress.

With the changes of the handprints in Yang's hands sitting on the top, the light of the green lantern gradually became more intense, no longer just suppressing, but with countless upright auras, which began to penetrate and destroy the black mist!

These breaths kept penetrating into the black mist, melting and dispelling those black mist!
(End of this chapter)