I picked up the villain after wearing the book

Chapter 79 The Buddha Soldiers Blood Refining (ask for a monthly ticket!!!)

This is a tragic picture.

The setting sun in the sky was like blood, flashing a bewitching red, while the ground was pitch black, like thick ink, and the dense dead air shrouded in all directions.

An incomparably powerful Suzaku battle spirit stood upright, screaming.

Hundreds of thousands of people shone with light, and finally gathered together, in this dark night, they looked extremely dazzling.

The strong people of the Great Xia at the front are full of light all over their bodies, and they have the potential to break through the darkness.

Zhu Zaixiao stared upward, ready to strike at any time.

If these 80 people are really killed here, then don't mention any plans, Daxia's strength is exhausted, and it will be of no benefit to Jiuxuanmen.

Even if he didn't want to get involved in this kind of monstrous karma, if it was on his shoulders, would he be able to survive the God Transformation Tribulation?

I'm afraid that if it hasn't broken through, it will become ashes of calamity.

However, Lin Ao's organizational skills are quite strong.

Here, it showed even more powerful strength, the tyrannical strength of the half-step transformation god, and every time it was bombarded, the formation pattern was trembling violently.

The existence of this level can almost trigger the blessing of the law of heaven and earth. This large formation burned countless lives to reach this level.

The soldiers of Great Xia, from top to bottom, almost everyone showed a strong fighting spirit.

With all their strength, even if their strength is not strong, just the strength of the Qi training period poured out with pills, there is an invisible "momentum".

This kind of momentum is resisting the aura of decay above. Although there are still some people who are eroded, fell to the ground, lost their fighting power, and festered all over their bodies, it makes more people more motivated to fight!
It's a spectacular sight.

The large formation was almost arranged in a small half of Dayang territory, covering an army of tens of thousands of people, bleeding thousands of miles, and dyed a piece of red land.

On the Daxia side, there are a large number of people. Although the light on each person's body is weak, it shrouds together and gathers to form a powerful torrent of energy. Above, there are battle spirits composed of countless people.

A huge Suzaku, born from the fire, broke through the darkness and sprinkled fire light.

Gathering the power of everyone, such a powerful power, even the powerhouses of the transformation stage will frown when they see it.

Under another bombardment, the formation was crumbling.

Huangfu Heng, who was in the main formation above, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression extremely sluggish, even for him, manipulating such a powerful formation was extremely exhausting.

"If this goes on like this, this protector will burn his primordial spirit too. My lord, I owe you my life, and now I can only help you so far."

Although Huangfu Heng looked sluggish, his gaze was unprecedentedly firm.

The four hall masters are all at the peak of Nascent Soul. At this moment, they are located in the four directions of the formation, struggling to support the formation.

On the side of the Demon Sect of the Ten Directions, there are five peak powerhouses in the world. The peerless formations arranged by the dark night cover the sky and the sun, but under the tyrannical impact of the Suzaku war spirit, they still stand firm.

On the other side, there are millions of Heavenly Soldiers of Great Xia, and the gap in strength between the two sides is not as big as imagined.

However, the only variable is Lin Ao.

Their assessment of Lin Ao still had certain errors. Who would have thought that Lin Ao's strength could almost be regarded as an invincible existence under Huashen.

So strong that they thought that they were facing a real Transformation God!

Countless disciples of the Demon Sect fearlessly threw themselves into the formation, but how many disciples of the Demon Sect are there?
After all is exhausted, how can we deal with ourselves?
This is almost a decisive battle, and everyone has no doubt that as long as the formation is broken, the strength of the Ten Fang Demon Sect will be reduced by at least [-]% to [-]%.

No matter how strong the high-level people are, they still need low-level disciples. If the lower-level magic cultivators are gone, then Zong Qing's group of high-level people are no different from ordinary casual cultivators. Enough for a jug for the group.

Although the souls of the Mozong disciples continued to fill the inside of the formation, they were still under the bombardment and were on the verge of collapse.

How terrifying is the confluence of 80 troops?
Even those who are strong in the transformation stage must avoid the edge for the time being.

This is a kind of crowd crushing.

Since ancient times, the stage of transforming gods has been strong, but it is not without limits. At least, the stage of transforming gods must also pay attention to the formation formed by dozens of Nascent Souls.

"Show me the formation." Jiang Lian said after a while.

"Okay!" Zhu Zaixiao did not hesitate, and countless low-grade spirit stones were thrown into the talisman, which made Jiang Lian's vision wider and clearer.

Jiang Lian glanced at the formation above.

Well, I really don't understand it.
Then he stood up, but he didn't watch it by himself, but said directly, "Bai Zun, come here."

"Teaching disciples, I don't have time, just talk about things if you have something to do." Bai Zun waved his little paw, and concentrated on observing Du Yun's spiritual energy movement.

"There is a high-grade Buddhist soldier here, I can't find it, you..." Before Jiang Lian finished speaking, a white figure rushed over quickly.

He jumped onto Jiang Lian's shoulder, "Where is it? Where is it? Let me see."

Jiang Lian pointed to the scene in front of him, "In this formation."

Bai Zun just glanced at it, then frowned, and then his eyes widened suddenly, his big watery eyes were filled with horror, "This is the Eight Suffering Formation of Buddhism? How dare he use it like that? "

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lian glanced at Bai Zun.

"Buddhist soldiers blood refining, the effect is like this, howling ghosts and wolves, how can the voice of the Buddha treasure be so pleasant, the eyes of the big formation are underground, you only need to attack downwards, and you can see the Buddha soldiers, but then The Buddhist soldiers are also abolished, this is because they were forced to rush." ​​Bai Zun shook his head and said.

"En." Jiang Lian also nodded, this is really, there is no need to rush, and there is no need to scrap a top-grade Buddhist soldier.

"Wait, is this fighting against the Ten Fang Demon Sect?" Bai Zun regained his energy immediately, "I'll take a closer look."

"This Buddhist soldier should be of the top grade, and it is stained with the evil spirit of blood, forming a spiritual attack method, but it's strange, there is also a kind of breath that maintains the stability of the formation." Bai Zun said softly , "Otherwise, the formation will not survive under such a powerful attack, even if the formation is used to sacrifice the soul."

"No, there is another Buddhist soldier. This Buddhist soldier should be about to reach the level of the best Buddhist soldier!" Bai Zun suddenly became excited, "Hurry up and attack the ground, when the time comes, the formation will be destroyed, and the other Buddhist soldier will naturally be destroyed." It will appear, remember to bring it to me!"

Bai Zun's expression was agitated, this was the first time he saw it beaming with joy.

Jiang Lian's eyes moved, Zhu Zaixiao immediately understood, and transmitted the sound to Lin Ao.

Lin Ao above stared blankly, and then said directly, "Change formation, pass your power to me!"

(End of this chapter)