Chapter 237 Eight Arrays behind the Wind

Wang Ziye's body did not move. He stood coldly with his hands behind his back and looked at the golden sky in the distance: "Are you still coming?"

"Cough." Jin Potian's whole body was hit by the thunder and lightning, and his hair was straight and black all over. Slowly getting up from the ground, his throat was itchy, and a stream of blood sprayed out.

It's strange to say that as soon as the blood spewed out, he was actually refreshed, as if he had eaten a stimulant, and laughed: "Come again! I haven't been so happy for such a long time!"

The body folded strangely, shooting in the air like a spring, with his hands moving repeatedly, swooning, elemental knives, elemental swords, giant hammers, sharp arrows, axes, spears... A large number of elemental blades broke through the air and hit the prince at night, even irregular boulders, and the messy blades covered the sky. Covering the sun, roaring.

Wang Ziye is also quite annoyed with this immortal Xiaoqiang. The golden defense is at the top of the wilderness. It may be easy to defeat a gold master. If you want to kill him, even a super master like Wang Ziye also scratched his head. Seeing this large number of blades coming, he snorted, "Unfortunately, you can't condense the King Kong Dragon, otherwise you can fight."

Between the arms flying, the electric light in the air is flying like a spirit snake all over the sky. The thunder and lightning sounded through the sky, and the elemental blades turned into fragments one after another, but the golden sky in the air suddenly disappeared.

"Hmm?" Wang Ziye was stunned and suddenly roared. Lightning rose in the palm of his hand and blocked his heart. A strange thing happened. The electric light in the palm of his hand flashed along an invisible thin line in the void! Under the blow of the lightning, a silver long line appeared in the void. The long line was urged by thunder and lightning, gradually became thicker, and finally turned into a human form!

"Bang--" As soon as the figure of Jin Potian was forced to appear by thunder and lightning, it was bombarded out from afar and hit the mountain wall again. He couldn't get up.

"What a magical power!" Wang Ziye praised, "The blood of gold has been sealed. How can you practice to this extent? Yes, it's really good."

It turned out that Jin Potian shot out a lot of elemental blades like crazy, which only disturbed Wang Ziye's vision. He took advantage of the thunder and lightning in mid-air to use the magic blade disaster, transforming his body into an almost invisible metal thin line, and stabbing Wang Ziye's heart! However, when he was pierced into his heart, he was noticed by Wang Ziye and bombarded his "metal wire" with thunder and lightning to show his real body.

"You are far from my opponent," Wang Ziye shook his head and said, "If you don't accept it, you might as well fight again."

Jin Potian spit out a mouthful of blood with a wry smile. Now, let alone let him fight again, it is difficult to move his fingers. His whole body is paralyzed, and the electric light rushed around his body, and his body seemed to burst - even the blood spit out was flashing with electric light.

" Shaoqiu, go and save him." Xiong Muye suddenly stood more than ten feet behind him. "When he enters this mountain, he can't help you."

Shaoqiu had no time to think deeply. He used the wind control technique, and he ran over like lightning and picked up the golden sky.

"Sneer--" Shaoqiu only felt numb, and Jin Potian fell to the ground heavily. It turned out that the current in his body had not dissipated, but Shaoqiu was electrocuted.

"Wow--" The fox suddenly shot out a vine, rolled up the golden sky and dragged it over.

"Don't go in!" Wang Ziye's face changed greatly. His face changed greatly, which was the so-called becoming more ferocious. Shaoqiu was shocked, and his body shot back, holding the golden sky, and crawling and fleeing into the peaks with the fox.

The prince was stunned like a wooden chicken at night and caught up with two steps, but looked at the mountain in front of him, showing a sense of fear.

Shaoqiu just came in. When I turned around, I couldn't help but be stunned. I only stepped into the peaks, but the opposite prince night was like a thousand mountains and rivers. There seemed to be an invisible ripple in front of him. His figure swayed uncertainly, and he could not accurately judge where he was.

"What's going on?" Shaoqiu looked at Xiong Muye Road.

"Ha ha," Xiong Muye smiled faintly, "These eight peaks are the eight after the wind. At that time, the Yellow Emperor trapped the luxury corpse clan, but the wind laid eight arrays here. The luxury corpse could not break out in any case, and the seal of heaven had the opportunity to seal hundreds of corpses. However, the seal is so powerful that even the whole ground around dozens of miles has sunk down, and even these eight peaks have been pressed to the bottom of the ground.

"Cough." At this time, Jin Potian coughed a few times, slowly dispelled the electric current in his body, sat up, looked around, and muttered, "Damn, I just came out of the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again. This is the eighth picture after the wind. We are doomed.

"Eight after the wind?" Shaoqiu was surprised and said, "What the hell is it?"

Jin Potian stared at Xiong Muye fiercely and said coldly, "Fenghou, Li Mu, Chang Xian and Dahong were all famous generals under the Yellow Emperor in those years. At that time, Feng Hou had the Fuxi tortoise shells in the seven artifacts, from which he learned the magic of Qimen array, mobilized the power of the universe, and laid it into a small range of yin and yang worlds, cosmic space, no matter People, ghosts and gods can't escape. This set of eight arrays after the wind is said to be an extremely superior ancient array map in Fuxi tortoise shells. Originally, it must be used to be arrayed with the help of Fuxi tortoise shells, but after the wind improvement, this set of arrays itself can mobilize the power of the universe of heaven and earth and become a series of its own. Really... Really... Alas, Shaoqiu, we are afraid that we will be trapped for life. Here it is. Xiong Muye, an old turtle, has no good intentions at all!"

Shaoqiu slowly turned his head and looked at Xiong Muye.