The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Chapter [-] Life and death have fate, each for its own master!

Zhao Gongming, as one of the top ten Heavenly Sovereigns, at the request of Wen Taishi, set up a ten-definition formation against the Xiqi army at the request of the Master Wen, but he died in the Twelve Gold Immortals because he was destroyed by the Twelve Gold Immortals. In the hands of the fairy, and Fairy Sanxiao of Jieshi Mountain, as Zhao Gongming's younger sister, naturally wants to avenge their elder brother with her own hands.

Now that the Nine-Bend Yellow River Great Array has been successfully deployed, all the powerful people of Chan and Teaching are trapped in this great array, and they are bound to be wiped out just like the last time they defeated the Ten Great Arrays.

Only in this way can Fairy Qiongxiao and others be able to relieve their brother's anger.

"Life and death have fate, and each has its own master. Since it was the top ten formations that were destroyed by us, your brother will die only because of different positions. There is no right or wrong in war."

Antarctic Fairy Weng explained with a sigh.

However, Fairy Bixiao didn't want to listen to Fairy Antarctica's explanation at all.

"You teach all the immortal teeth and sharp mouths, even if you argue, you can't argue with you 〃' ."

Fairy Bixiao snorted coldly, and a huge pair of scissors flashed in her hand.

The golden dragon of the acquired treasure rank was cut, and at this time, the lifelike dragon pattern was carved, exuding a cold light.

"No matter how quibble you are, as long as you all die in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Great Array, then the victory of the war will be written by me and others."

Without waiting for Daoist Ran Deng and Antarctic Immortal Weng to speak, the Jin Jiao Scissors in Fairy Bixiao's hand directly opened two sharp blades and slashed towards Dao Ran Deng's neck.

Fairy Qiongxiao didn't hesitate either, and Bielong Suo seemed to have spirituality as it wrapped around Daoist Burning Deng and Antarctica Fairy Weng.

Because they are in the nine-bend Yellow River formation, even the Daoist Antarctic Xianweng who burns the lamp is not willing to experience the danger in person. Therefore, while they are fighting against Qiongxiao and Bixiao, they have to be distracted to be vigilant. Other killing supernatural powers in the Qu Yellow River Great Array.

Although the mana is constantly being lost, the Taoist Antarctic Immortal Weng has not been defeated by the fierce attacks of the two immortals. On the contrary, the two Da Luo Jinxian have been paying attention to the places where they can escape in the space of the formation. Once trapped in the nine The time in the Quhuanghe Great Array is too long, I am afraid that they really have to completely explain their lives here.

"So you guys are trying to get out of here? Humph, it's so beautiful!"

Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao were not stupid, and soon the two of them realized that Taoist Ran Deng and Fairy Antarctica had no intention of fighting.

After being dismantled, the Antarctic Immortal Weng and the Daoist Ran Deng simply did not hide it. They directly shook off Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao, and wanted to get out and go to other places in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array.

However, Antarctica Xianweng's face changed greatly at this time, and he glanced at his hands and sighed helplessly.

Daoist Burning Lamp, who noticed that something was wrong with the Antarctic Immortal Weng, turned around immediately, but saw that the Antarctic Immortal Weng was smiling wryly, while Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao were chasing after him confidently.

Daoist Burning Lamp glanced at his body, and immediately understood why the Antarctic Fairy Weng stopped.

".〃Light the lamp, I will use all my strength in a while, and we will focus on one place to attack."

"Then, you leave the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation first."

Antarctica Xianweng swung his wooden staff horizontally and said to Daoist Burning Lamp. ."

Chapter [-] Antarctic Immortal Weng Falls ([-])

Chapter [-] The Antarctic Immortal Weng (Part [-])

"As I mean, break it with all my strength."

Antarctica Xianweng pointed at the golden dragon and two immortals with the wooden stick in his hand, but he was talking to Daoist Ran Deng, and Dao Ran Deng responded heavily.

Following Immortal Bixiao's loud shout full of anger, the golden Jiaolong entrenched on the golden Jiaojiao immediately opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the Antarctic Immortal Weng.

"The dragon swallows the sun!"

"Humph, a mere Flood Dragon that hasn't turned into a true dragon is still trying to devour the sun?"

Antarctica Immortal Weng snorted coldly with disdain, and then the wooden staff in his hand was vigorously stirred towards the void in front of him. Immediately, there was a huge space vortex between heaven and earth, which continued to expand with the movement of the wooden staff in Antarctic Immortal Weng's hands. .

From that huge vortex of space, a powerful suction force was constantly pouring out at this time. The dragon soul, which was manifested by Fairy Bixiao's use of golden Jiaojia scissors, had already been wiped out once, so Fairy Bixiao was very distressed that the dragon soul would be reborn again. Suffered from any serious damage.

The Flood Dragon Soul, which was still churning in the sky with its teeth and claws, now coiled up its long body, as if resisting the suction from the huge vortex.

This kind of magical power is exactly the same as when Fairy Bixiao attacked Jin Zha Mu Zha and caught them.

"hateful……"

Fairy Bixiao, who urged the mana to control the dragon's soul not to be swallowed into it by the space vortex of the Antarctic Fairy Weng, muttered a little unwillingly.

Before Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao fought together, behind the huge space vortex, there were two figures facing the frantic space vortex and rushed into the sky directly.

Immortal Aunt Bixiao suddenly felt a little bad, and when she looked closely, it turned out that there were three people, Daoist Burning Lamp and Nanji Xianweng.

"I want to see how the two of you can get out of here!"

Fairy Bixiao manipulated the dragon's soul to get rid of the swallowing of the space vortex, and at the same time, she stretched her other hand to the top of her head, and suddenly there were countless arrows of golden light appearing on the spot.

From the little lights flickering on the tips of those arrows, it can be seen that these arrows are all attached to the avenues of Bixiao Fairy. Can't walk around. · · · Flowers · · · ·

After stirring the vortex of space to create an illusion for Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao, the Antarctic Fairy's cultivation level fell directly to the middle stage of Jinxian, and the mana was continuously pulled away from the body by the mysterious force in the nine-curved Yellow River Great Array.

Before long, I am afraid that the Antarctic fairy will be abolished and become a common man. ......  

In the same way, the situation of Daoist Burning Lamp is not much different now.

Seeing Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Bixiao chasing after him, Fairy Antarctica immediately made a seal with both hands on his chest, condensing all the remaining mana in his body on the top of the wooden staff in his hand.

A terrifying force radiated from the top of the wooden staff, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng directly ignored the golden Jiaojian stabbed by Immortal Bixiao, nodded to Taoist Ran Deng, turned his back to the two Immortal Nurses, and moved toward the Nine-Bend Yellow River. The big formation Tianmu vigorously waved the wooden staff in his hand.

As the wooden stick banged on the formation space constructed by the golden light of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Great Array, a shattering crunch sounded in everyone's ears.

"Crack!" Pill."

Chapter [-]: The Difficulty of Twelve Golden Immortals! (superior)

The golden rays of light gushing out from the golden bucket of Hunyuan condensed into the formation space of the nine-bend Yellow River array between heaven and earth. However, there was a void wall in the middle of which a spider web-like crack was knocked out by the wooden stick in the hand of the Antarctic Xianweng.