Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 227 You guys, jump harder

Under the leadership of the viewer, many monks in the Xuandu audience flew over Qiyue City when the sunset in the west completely dimmed, and arrived at the barren mountains and ridges a hundred miles southeast of the city.

The new moon is like a hook, and the night is as cold as water.

There were already a bunch of monks gathering here and there, and groups of monks kept flying in from all directions, making it very noisy.

Someone fell from high in the sky and led Zhuang Qie and Yu Xiguang into the formation, forming a small formation as required.

Mei Xiaoluan is the captain of Nayunfeng's 11-person team. She has been practicing for more than [-] years and has some knowledge of the star demon-slaying formation. She distributed her ten people into a three-dimensional formation up, down, left, and right, and quickly transmitted sound instructions to each person. Tips for protection and attack.

To form a temporary formation, the requirements should not be too many or complicated.

She placed the sixth junior sister Ning Weizhi and the junior junior brother Chen Mou in two key points of the small formation.

"You will listen to my orders later. You must rotate the small star formation to follow the big formation. Use the power of the big formation to connect the heaven and the earth to protect yourself and attack. You must not reach out to rescue other monks, even those from the same sect. Once you are young, If you leave the formation, you lose the protection of the formation. Under the power of the devil, life and death are unpredictable, do you understand?"

Mei Xiaoluan's expression was extremely serious. Although he was ordered to die, who would want to die?

Through observation and the orders she received from the temple master, she analyzed that the person in charge of the formation was Senior Transformation God. As long as the formation could be kept from collapsing, she would have a chance of survival.

"understand!"

Ten people shouted back.

Chen Mou took out a few talismans from his sleeves, entrusted them to Mei Xiaoluan, Ning Weizhi, and a few acquaintances, and sent a message: "These are the amulets and fire talismans that I refined. You can sacrifice them for later use." , maybe it’s of some use.”

It's true that he refined it. He just asked Lao Yuan to take some time out of his busy schedule to help him add more powerful magic.

He saw that the fifth senior sister Mei Xiaoluan was not well prepared. Like many monks who had not gone out for much experience, they were not experienced enough and did not carry better protective magic weapons. In such an emergency, there was no time to go to the residence to get them.

Ning Weizhi accepted it with a smile and then practiced it casually, and immediately discovered the extraordinary power of the amulet.

After communicating with Mei Xiaoluan, Mei Xiaoluan, who was busy instructing everyone to maintain the small formation, quickly sacrificed the two talismans, hid them in his sleeves, and continued to receive orders and lead everyone to start the drill.

There are many monks who can cultivate golden elixirs who are proficient in formations.

Each team selects people who know the formation to maintain it, make emergency adjustments, calm down the noise, and bring order to the chaos.

The sky and the ground within a range of dozens of miles are filled with magic weapons.

Not long after, the formation gradually took shape, followed by a loud shout in the air: "Get up, starlight formation."

The shouts and shouts were connected one after another, and a little starlight shone from the beginning and spread in all directions. Except for a few mistakes, the sky and the earth formed a large formation.

The stars are dazzling, surrounded by the power of heaven and earth.

The magic of the formation gave all the monks who were willing to die some confidence in blocking, intercepting and killing the demon.

Chen Mou followed the squad leader's voice transmission orders and hovered up and down in the air.

He doubted in his heart that the devil was so cunning and cunning that he would be so foolish as to rush in when he saw such a huge formation?

If you just go around to the side, you can go straight in. You can go wherever you want, but you want to go head-on?
Marquis Yuan seemed to be ready and sat back in the pavilion to drink.

When Chen Mou expressed his doubts, Lao Yuan sneered.

"The human heart is like a furnace. You, the golden elixir monks who are going to die, and the mortal city people you protect behind them, numbering more than [-], are the supremely delicious blood food used by the high-level officials to seduce the devil."

Chen Mou was silent for a moment.

Yuan Hou drank the small wine loudly, and wanted to covet someone who was practicing the formation, and said: "If I were a big shot who decides the life and death of a continent, I would do the same thing. The devil is already crazy, then... Give him more blood food to prevent him from digesting it, and increase his strength to skyrocket. Naturally, his brain will be hard to use, and he will act arrogantly based on instinct and go to places with great temptation.

"The groups of monks responsible for intercepting the formation and the mortal city in front must have suffered heavy casualties, and not many could escape. The world is so cruel. For their indulgence and stupidity, it is always the general public who pays the price.

"Such a big city and sects are dying one after another. Later, when the demon has accumulated too much blood and food, which is also called full, it will be a great opportunity to kill. Their killing moves and a large number of masters must be ambushing them. There, you little fishes and shrimps, you will die when you die. Afterwards, you can at most perform a grand ritual to comfort your spirits in heaven, and at the same time put a layer of gold on their faces and earn a wave of reputation." Chen Mou heard this. With a sharp and offensive remark, he sent a message to retort: ​​"Bah, Lao Yuan, you can't expect us to be better. I don't care about other people. Xuan Duguan has more than [-] members of the same sect. I can save as many as I can, so Lao Yuan and others It’s up to you.”

"You are pushing me hard into the fire pit."

Yuan Hou complained.

He had analyzed the minds of the masters of transformation so clearly that Chen Mou, a dead-headed man, still wanted to stay and wait for death.

What can he do? Of course he has to go out and fight the devil.

The tactic of adding fuel to death was used to deal with demonic calamities more than 5000 years ago. In the end, it did save many lives, but those who died died.

Chen Mou smiled and comforted Lao Yuan, who was full of complaints, when suddenly he heard a strange cry from far away.

Full of violence, killing and heart-stopping killing intent that destroys everything.

Even though he was within the protection of the formation, he still felt creepy from the bottom of his heart, and it was such a terrifying feeling to face the demon's death threat directly.

"The devil is here!"

"Every sect team, the stars are changing, start moving!"

The god-transformation masters in the formation roared loudly, and the formation accelerated and moved. The thirty-mile formation was like a galaxy falling on the world, and the trembling terror that shrouded everyone's hearts suddenly dissipated.

Above the wilderness, the light was brilliant, and a powerful mysterious aura was rapidly gathering.

A group of bright red-haired black clouds came from the southeast with violent momentum.

The sky was affected by it, everything it passed was covered, the vegetation on the ground withered and lifeless, and countless dead souls howled, forming a billowing resonance.

"Starlight is shining, kill!"

A loud shout resounded throughout the world, and countless small formations suddenly dazzled, shining with the power of pulling the stars and heaven and earth, turning into a magnificent white light.

"Boom", a large array of starlight fell from the sky, striking at the rich blood evil energy and tearing a hole of more than ten miles.

The strong wind roared, and the dispersed blood demonic energy split into several groups and crashed into the large formation without fear of death.

That demon was really out of his mind, and dared to confront the demon-slaying formation composed of four to five hundred golden elixir monks and more than ten Nascent Souls, without giving in.

"Hold still! Turn!"

"Fighting to the stars!"

"Ignore others and don't attack alone!"

There were constant roars and orders in the formation, trying their best to keep the formation from collapsing, fighting against the demonic energy flowing from the mercury to the ground.

Chen Mou was surrounded by flames. He used all the protective measures. He heard desperate screams in his ears and was frightened. Old Yuan was really right. These monks from the sect who went to death were just pitiful baits. .

Those whose will is not firm, or those who are confused by demonic energy, or those whose team is scattered and loses its direction.

They were all struggling in the blood-colored demonic energy, and no one came to help them.

No matter how he attacks, he can't hurt the demon who doesn't know where he is hiding. His despair lasts until the end.

Taking advantage of the chaos that had appeared in the wild, Yuan Hou was dealing with the omnipresent demonic energy, looking for the location of the demon. He had some free time to chat with Chen Mou, who was constantly turning with the formation.

"It's not yet time, you decoys, jump harder!"

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(End of this chapter)