Chapter 848: Magic Array into Fairy Array

Sometimes the battle between monks is divided into winners and loses in an instant, but sometimes it lasts for several days, or even months. It is rumored that the battle between immortals in the fairyland is more likely to last for more than a hundred years.

Although Wan Tianmeng is just an incarnation, it has many means, and the immortal weapons on its body are emerging one after another, and there must be a powerful card in his hand, otherwise it will not rush to come to the Soul Valley to die.

"Don't pay attention to Wan Tianmeng. Let's find Brother Feng and others first."

Shen Chong glanced at the pseudo-fairy realm in distant time and space, and felt the violent fluctuation of vitality. Obviously, the two had not yet won or lost.

In a slight movement of mind, Shen Chong has opened the eye of extinction, and in the yuan god, a huge mother's fetus is slowly rotating, sensing the breath of the Jade Spirit and others by washing the marrow and turning the mysterious magic fetus.

"Oh!"

Shen Chong was slightly surprised. Whether it was the eye of the destruction of the world or the marrow washing of the mysterious magic fetus, he could not notice the existence of Feng Yang and others. The eye of the destruction of the world penetrated a lot of magic qi, and the original endless ghost demons did not see a head, and even the magic qi faded a lot, and it seemed to be nothing.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with Brother Feng and others?" Shen Chong was secretly shocked. In his body, the yin and yang beads had begun to operate crazily, and the calculation method in the 33-three-day Taoism had been displayed.

"No, Brother Feng and others are in crisis. Is there a powerful existence comparable to beautifying the soul realm here?" Although the calculation of the yin and yang beads is not clear, it shows that Feng Yang and others are encountering huge risks.

Suddenly, the whole Tianyuan is indestructible array, and suddenly makes a trembling sound. The huge immortals rise to the sky and turn into auspicious clouds, sweep away the spirit of the dark and demons in the array. The universe is reversed, the immortals and demons are transformed. The whole Tianyangyuan immortal array has completely transformed into a fairy array and turned into a fairyland.

The universe, the sun and the moon, the immortals rotate, revealing a full of immortality everywhere, just like the ancient fairyland. Even the Valley of the Dead shows a rare auspicious photo, and the infinite magic is much diluted by the immortals.

However, Shen Chong's heart was shocked. There is only one possibility for such a powerful immortal outbreak, that is, the immortal puppet cohesion is successful and is about to be born.

"So it's just a cover!" Shen Chong's eyes fell on the pseudo-immortal realm in the distant time and space again.

At this time, he has seen that in the pseudo-immortal realm, there are only two fairy weapons that keep fighting, and the Wantian League and the Xuanxing Soul have long disappeared.

"There is a conspiracy!"

Shen Chong immediately reacted, but it is impossible to withdraw now. Feng Yang, the universe, the sun and the moon map, and everyone in Jiuzhou Gate are trapped in the depths of the array, and the birth of the fairy puppet is also a huge threat to him.

Although he felt dangerous, Shen Chong did not dare to delay any more. His footsteps faltered, his body was hidden, and he hurried away to the place where Xianyuan converged.

The deeper it is, the stronger the spirit of the immortals is, the more the magic is scattered, the white holy light flashes everywhere, the immortals are surging, beautiful, like a fairyland.

But in the depths of this fairyland, there is a statue of hell. A painful howl continues to come out. In a huge light cocoon, dozens of balls of vitality, flesh and blood are constantly squirming. The holy light washes and shines on these flesh and blood vitality, and a stream of origin is extracted.

Among these dozens of balls of flesh and blood, there are Qiu Yu and Xia Han. These two people are constantly howling and scolding, especially Qiu Yu, which has been blown into a ball of flesh and blood. There is a trembling of fear in his voice, and there is no longer arrogance, constantly crying for something.

And dozens of other groups of flesh and blood turned out to be elite figures of the three major forces such as Huayumen. Originally, each of them was a high-ranking elder and a Taishang elder. At this time, it was also the end of the world. The body had completely withered, the yuan spirit was exhausted, and it was refined by the soul.

"Well, why do you have to struggle hard and become a part of the fairy puppet? It's your honor. You obediently dedicate your original essence, so that you can suffer less." Unexpectedly, the voice of the Ten Thousand Heavenly League came from the void.

Over this huge light cocoon, a larger mass of flesh and blood is constantly squirming. The blood light is shrouded thousands of feet, like a huge blood cloud, and all the original qi is poured into this blood cloud.

The blood cloud squirms endlessly, the air of the immortals erupts, and the body transforms. It can be faintly seen that it is a tall and magnificent figure, emitting a horrible atmosphere.

And in the depths of this blood cloud, two powerful characters sit cross-legged, like two rounds of the sun, shining on the ages and covering the whole world. It was the Ten Thousand Heavenly League and the Xuanxing Soul. The two people who had originally fought unexpectedly sat together and talked.

I saw that the magic formula in the hands of these two people kept playing, ejecting on the light cocoon. Every time the magic formula popped up, it could attract more intense screams. The source extraction was more urgent. Several people's original source had been exhausted, the genh had dissipated, and even the soul was worn out.

Looking at the miserable howling people below, a trace of unbearance also flashed in the eyes of the Xuanxing soul. In the huge light cocoon, there are also elites of Xuankong Mountain. The number of demons is large, and the longevity is long, but there are not many people who can cultivate the five-grade demon emperor. Each head is an elite among the elite. If you lose one at ordinary times, only I'm afraid that he will try his best, but at this time, in the cocoon, there are ten and five peak demon emperors.

These ten demon emperors have already appeared in their original shape, crawling on the ground, constantly struggling, and howling miserably. They have even sensed the gaze of the Xuanxing soul, constantly pleading, and constantly cursing.

"In order to achieve great things, we can't have women's benevolence, just sacrifice some juniors in exchange for our perpetuity. You won't understand this truth." Wan Tianmeng is a light wind and light cloud, and a smirk appears at the corners of his mouth.

"Well, since the demon ancestor has passed on his will from the air and ordered me to obey your order, I will obey. However, if I find out, you only use our demon clan to deceive the demon ancestor, I will definitely not rest with you. Even if I can't destroy you, I will kill the Wanshang Alliance. It's clean." Xuan Xinghun said in a low voice, and had turned his eyes back and stared at Wan Tianmeng fiercely.

"Don't worry, the elites of your school will not sacrifice in vain. The immortal puppets are born, and the benefits of your demon clan are indispensable. In the world, the Xuan demon ancestor will also come. We will join hands and sacrifice again. We will definitely push the immortal puppets to the realm of virtuality. At that time, we will be invincible and refine the origin of the chaotic star sea. We are all expected to enter again. Take one step to control the whole world. Wan Tianmeng laughed.

Just three days ago, the Xuanxing Soul and the incarnation of the Wantian League were only a few moves, and received a rune from distant time and space, which was transformed by the thoughts of the Xuanyao ancestor.

The lord of Xuankong Mountain has just come out of the customs, and his cultivation has made great progress. Unexpectedly, he also broke through the realm and reached the realm of virtuality.

The content of the Fu edict turned out to be the full cooperation between Xuankong Mountain and the Wanshang Alliance, and the Xuanxing Soul should also listen to the dispatch of the Wantian League.

Although there are doubts in his heart, the Fu Zhao can't be fake. The mysterious demon ancestor also seems to have another deep meaning. With the help of the mysterious soul, the whole twenty-four days immediately turned into a trap. Not only the twenty-four elites of the three factions have all fallen, but also Feng Yang, Qiu Yu and others are trapped in it.

With the method of holy sacrifice, extract the origin of all masters to accelerate the birth of fairy puppets.

"I didn't expect that the Wan Mall Conference was just a cover, but it's just your old fan array." Xuan Xinghun sneered.

"It's not the old puzzle array. At least the Taiyuan Sword School is introduced into the hub, and the Oriental Sword Rain will impact the virtual state in advance. The probability of success is small and can be ignored." Wan Tianmeng smiled and didn't care about the attitude of Xuanxing Soul at all.

"You have actually calculated all our five forces. If Judingmen doesn't leave, I'm afraid you can't escape your calculation." Xuan Xing's face changed again.

"Juding Gate," Wan Tianmeng frowned slightly and shook his head gently. Suddenly, his face sank slightly, as if he had sensed something. He said in a low voice, "Zhou Ping and the boy surnamed Shen finally won or lose. As long as the three fairy bodies are integrated, the fairy bodies will converge, and the fairy puppets will become great."

"You don't seem to worry about Zhou Ping's Taoist friend killing that boy and then making trouble for us. Is it that you and Zhou Ping also have an agreement?" The light flashed in the eyes of Xuanxing's soul, and he was more wary of the Heavenly League.