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On the top of a high mountain far away, Wu Hai sat under an ancient pine tree, leisurely drinking a cup of tea.
The avatar condensed with mysterious and yellow energy really managed to hide the truth from those who thought they had everything under control. Wu Hai was in a good mood at this time.
The mass of black and yellow air that disintegrated and disintegrated in the void circulated rapidly in the void, and in the blink of an eye, it sucked out the dense water vapor around it, forming a sunflower thunder that was as thick as a water tank.
With a loud noise, Kuishui Yinlei exploded, causing Yao Dongqing and others who were closest to him to fly up into the sky.
This thunder sounded like an order, and the cultivators on both sides roared at the same time and attacked each other.
at this time!
On the top of the mountain, a purple clay teapot floats in the air. A little bit of fire is like a bean, carefully coiled left and right at the bottom of the teapot, and the mountain spring water drawn from the teapot on the spot is burned continuously.
A stream of white air spewed out from the mouth of the teapot, and a wisp of refreshing tea fragrance slowly spread around.
Wu Hai slowly rubbed a small teacup in the palms of his hands, squinting and smiling as he watched the bloody battle of nearly [-] monks hundreds of miles away.
One hundred thousand monks!
Those with the weakest cultivation bases are those at the stage of transforming gods.
Among them, there are as many as half a hundred monks in the realm of Taihuang Zengtian alone, and more than two hundred monks whose strength is equivalent to the realm of Taihuang Zengtian.
Coupled with a large number of Five Tribulations Loose Immortals and Venerable monks, this chaos is so good that it can be seen to the extreme.
With so many monks mixed in an airspace with a radius of less than a hundred miles, they didn't even have room to dodge.
Any spell will affect hundreds of monks on the opponent at the same time, and a random sword light may strangle dozens of opponents at the same time.If those venerables and high-level loose immortals make a move, often a common lightning method can kill nearly a thousand monks on the other side.
It was just a cup of tea, and more than half of the monks on both sides had already been killed.
Wu Hai smiled until his eyes narrowed into a line. This battle was so enjoyable.
Yaoyong Huaimeng, who was hiding in the curtain, screamed strangely with excitement. He pinched Jade Rakshasa Shiva's body vigorously, and the severe pain made Jade Rakshasa Shiva howl.
When Venerable Heavenly Corpse and Pojun Maitreya couldn't hold back their own attacks, they accidentally killed nearly [-] monks in the surrounding area in their first confrontation.
The accumulated corpse gas emitted by the Venerable Heavenly Corpse instantly poisoned the little five thousand monks to death.
And the Yimu Divine Thunder blasted by Pojun Maitreya even blew up the little five thousand monks to the bone.
The two of them were also slightly injured, and they stepped back and exclaimed at the same time: "Are you also in the Taiming Yuwantian realm? Venerable second-grade cultivation?"
Angrily reprimanded, the two quickly retreated.
Yao Dongqing cried out in surprise, the cultivation shown by Pojun Maitreya really made her a little incomprehensible.
Venerable Tianshi angrily pointed at Yao Dongqing and reprimanded him. He blamed Yao Dongqing for misleading him. He really thought that Pojun Maitreya was just an ordinary first-rank Venerable.
Pojun Maitreya laughed out loud!
He glanced at Yao Dongqing strangely, and then shouted sharply: "Set up...set up...set up!"
Shouting three times in a row, the less than 3 monks remaining behind Pojun Maitreya flew up at the same time, turning into a ray of light and rushing straight into the sky.Pojun Maitreya threw away his right hand, and a set of three feet and six feet long, with red jade as the axis, painted countless patterns of mountains, rivers, mountains, flowers, birds, ghosts and gods, suddenly turned into a breeze and soared into the sky, blowing the more than [-] people into the sky. The friar wrapped himself inside.
Laughing loudly three times, Pojun Maitreya pointed at Yao Dongqing and shouted angrily: "Yao Dongqing...you, you, you..."
His body was trembling violently, Pojun Maitreya didn't say anything after "you" for a long time, finally he stomped his feet and shouted sharply: "How dare you come to break into my Ten Thousand Immortal Formation?"
With a sound of 'clang', the teacup in Wu Hai's palm suddenly fell to the ground and shattered.
'Damn it, Ten Thousand Immortals Formation? '
Did he hear it right?
Is it really the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation'?
In that legend, the 'Ten Thousand Immortals Formation' of the Zhenjiao Formation of the ancient sect?
Which master of Jiejiao died in the battle with the innate sage from another world, and as a result, the formation map of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was also handed down?
This, this, this is too damn unbelievable, right?
"Ha ha……"
Venerable Celestial Corpse laughed out loud, and he roared, "What happened to the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation? Is it possible that only you understand? Children, set up the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation!"
It is also a formation with ruby as the axis, and it flies into the sky in an instant!
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At this time, many disciples under the Venerable Sky Corpse turned into streaks of ghostly fire and black energy, rushed into the formation, and also formed a large formation full of murderous aura and containing countless mysteries in the sky.
There are many ghosts everywhere in the big formation, moving east and west, I don't know how much danger is inside.
Pojun Maitreya was obviously taken aback. He stared blankly at the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation laid down by Venerable Celestial Corpse, and suddenly howled almost hysterically.
"Impossible, why do you have this picture?"
"I, I, I spent such a big price, and with 10,000+ comrades, I finally got the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation from the ancient battlefield of the 'Apoptosis Forbidden Land'. Where did your formation come from? ?”
Wu Hai and Yaoyong Huai Meng heard the words, and nodded in sudden realization at the same time.
No wonder Pojun Maitreya ran away with so many monks, feeling that they went to the ancient battlefield in the forbidden place of apoptosis to hunt for treasure.
It turned out that Pojun Maitreya discovered the existence of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation a long time ago, and this time he gathered all his strength to get the formation from that place.
For this legendary formation, sacrificing one's own family seemed worthwhile.
As long as he doesn't die, the family can be rebuilt!
After sneering a few times, Wu Hai took out another teacup, poured himself a cup of tea, and savored it carefully.
Venerable Tianshi pointed at Pojun Maitreya and made a loud noise. He deliberately hugged Yao Dongqing in his arms, and vigorously groped and kneaded Yao Dongqing's body with both hands. He said with a strange smile: "It's really weird." , My Huangquan lineage inherits the orthodox inheritance of the ancient Jiejiao, our patriarch left behind the formation diagram of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, do I need to explain it to you? Isn’t it, my beauty queen?”
He pinched Yao Dongqing's cheek, and kissed Yao Dongqing forcefully.
Then, Venerable Celestial Corpse said proudly: "Kill this guy, you are the Empress Dowager of the Yaoyong Empire. This deity is naturally the Supreme Emperor of the Yaoyong Empire. Hehe, what a good couple?"
The corners of Pojun Maitreya's eyes exploded, and two streams of blood quickly flowed down his cheeks.
He pointed at Yao Dongqing, trembling all over for a while, and finally said angrily after a long time: "You, you are so unclean!"
Like a female cat whose tail was burnt, Yao Dongqing suddenly jumped up, and she cursed almost crazily: "Clean and clean? What right do you have to say about me? I gave birth to a daughter for you, and you sent me to the palace to give birth to you." Another man! When Yaoyong Huai's dream was on me, why didn't you tell me to keep myself clean? Could it be that only you can appoint a man for me, so I can't find a man myself? "
After cursing frantically, Yao Dongqing proudly wrapped herself around the tall and burly body of Venerable Celestial Corpse.
She sneered and said, "Yaoyong Huaimeng's skill has gone wrong, and he still doesn't know where to hide and wants to count people. Today's Qisha Tuli Soul Curse must have something to do with him. Hehe, Maitreya, as long as we kill you, we will use the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation to trap Yaoyong Huaimeng to death. Then the Yaoyong Empire will be mine, and my good son will become the emperor of the empire!"
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