Chapter 174 The Art of Joint Strike

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As soon as Ling Kudie's voice fell, the other nine people next to Tong Ji immediately stood up for the five people with the highest cultivation. One of them is Shura Tianzun. And the ghost looking for flowers is also among them.

After nodding at the five people, Tong Ji retreated to the distance with the disciples of the Incineration Sect.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng also flashed his body and retreated thousands of feet behind.

And of these five people, four of them are all powerful cultivation in the later period of the Yuanjing period, but only the ghost looking for flowers is in the middle period of the Yuanjing. Such a horrible combination is enough to make any sect change its color. It seems that the background of the Incineration Sect has become more and more profound in recent years, otherwise the Incineration Sect would not dare to think about Tianju Sect.

The withered butterfly narrowed its eyes and quietly looked at the five people not far away, thinking about which of the five people to kill first. The five people in front of them suddenly took out a cyan jade charm at the same time and was inspired. Then the whole incinerator quickly spread a faint fragrance of medicine, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth around the incinerator also rolled up in an instant.

The withered butterfly was stunned, and immediately thought of a possibility. Then his face changed and looked at other places in the canyon.

At this time, thick white spiritual light is rising from all directions of the incinerator sect, dazzling.

The nine giant tripods also immediately appeared from the beam of light. Like nine houses, it slowly floated behind the five elders of the Incineration Sect.

"Despicable, he actually used the mountain protection array." As soon as Xiao Heng saw it, he immediately cursed angrily.

These nine giant tripods are obviously an extremely powerful mountain protection array. Otherwise, it would not be guarded in the nine palaces of the Incinerator Sect.

Nine giant tripods, each of which exudes an extremely powerful and hot atmosphere at this time. A wisp of spiritual smoke, accompanied by a strong medicinal fragrance, keeps emanating from it.

As soon as the five elders of the Incineration Sect smelled the fragrance of the medicine, they were immediately intoxicated.

Lingkudie felt more and more wrong and just wanted to do it. The breath of the five people immediately began to soar crazily.

With both hands, the arrows transformed by countless yin qi condensed around the withered butterfly in an instant. As soon as these arrows burning ghost fire condensed out, they immediately shot at the five people crazily.

Seeing this, one of the elders of the Incinerators, who was wrapped in black cloth, immediately gushed out a large amount of spiritual smoke in the nine giant tripods behind him. In front of the five of them, he condensed into the appearance of a dragon. The fierce yin arrows were swallowed into the abdomen with one mouth. Then, the spiritual smoke dissipated and merged into the nine giant tripods behind the five people.

After a test, the withered butterfly relaxed instead. Although the power of this giant tripod is powerful, it is not like the soul-breaking magic weapon, which specializes in defeating evil spirits. In this way, the withered butterfly can exert some amazing magic power without scruples.

Looking at the five people who were excited because they blocked the wave of gloomy arrow rain they tried to test, the corners of the withered butterfly's mouth couldn't help but feel a trace of disdain.

Just as he was about to say a sarcastic word, Ling Kudie was surprised to find that the breath of the five people gradually began to condense.

"The art of joint attack?" After saying doubtful to himself, the dead butterfly also quickly took out a rare white seal and held it in his hand. Then he stared solemnly at the breath and gradually ascended to Shura Tianzun in the early stage of the Sky Mirror.

"Dix old man, what's going on?" Xiao Heng in the distance was also staring at the five people in the sky mirror with a surprised face at this time.

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the Venerable Heavenly Poison immediately sounded in Xiao Heng's mind: "It is the art of joint attack, which temporarily condenses the true elements of the five people into one person. In this way, although it can temporarily improve the cultivation of one of them, it will cause a lot of damage to everyone. However, this kind of joint attack skill requires five people to have the same cultivation, but one of them has the same cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. Why is this?"

Xiao Heng was stunned when he heard the words, and then immediately looked at the ghost flower that had previously cultivated in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. At this time, the breath of the scattered haired incinerator elder was somehow raised to the late Yuan Dynasty, which was the same as the other five people.

"How could this happen? Could it be..." Xiao Heng looked at the man in surprise and muttered thoughtfully.

"It's the spiritual smoke in the giant tripod. There must be some elixirs in it, which temporarily raised his cultivation to the late Yuanjing period." The Venerable Tiandu also immediately recalled that the five people were intoxicated after smelling the spiritual smoke.

At this time, the dead butterfly has already started to engage with these five people.

Four of the Incinerator Sect are responsible for manipulating the powerful mountain protection array. Every time the giant tripod flashes, it will cut out the dense wind blades, which are different from the wind blades inspired by monks. These wind blades are not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful. Above the wind blade like a crescent moon, there is still a trace of blue light. If you cut on the ground, you will immediately cut a deep gully on the ground.

And every attack of the withered butterfly will also be resisted by all kinds of ancient fierce beasts scattered by the spiritual smoke in the nine giant tripods.

The remaining one is Shura Tianzun. At this time, Shura Tianzun has used the joint attack secret technique to forcibly upgrade his cultivation to the early stage of the Sky Mirror. His face turned red, and his whole body was shining. Obviously, he couldn't control the huge spiritual power and Zhenyuan's reaction.

At this time, as soon as Shura Tianzun saw that the withered butterfly had just dodged a large area of wind blade, he immediately chased it. With his hands knotted, a silver sword awn like a practice immediately went to the killing of the withered butterfly.

Seeing this, the withered butterfly still clenched the white seal in his left hand. But his right hand was printed in a single way, and a breeze brushed by. The figure of the dead butterfly disappeared in an instant, and no trace could be seen. The silver sword that followed with the amazing power was also cut out.

"Poison old man, if you quietly break the spiritual smoke in their tripod, will the skill of the collection of these five people also be broken?" Xiao Heng stared at the shocking battle in the distance. As soon as his mind moved, a divine thought was also transmitted into the heavenly poison order.

The Heavenly Poisonous man meditated for a moment and said, "The spiritual smoke in the tripod must have been born from some elixirs. As long as you know which elixirs it is, it is not impossible to break it."

Xiao Heng frowned and asked, "Then how can we know what the elixirs in their nine giant tripods are?"

The Venerable of Heavenly Poison smiled and said, "You can't do it. Can't I? Leave this to me, and you just need to ingest a trace of spiritual smoke in the tripod.

After hearing the words, Xiao Heng gradually looked into the distance. With a shake of his hand, the hidden air beads appeared in his hand. After putting the hidden beads in his mouth, Xiao Heng's breath around his body was reduced to an imperceptible level in an instant. After Xiao Heng pinched the secret with his hands and applied the Hidden Dragon Art. The breath of Xiao Heng's body is even more imperceptible.

With a flash of his body, Xiao Heng's figure instantly turned into a faint figure, winding and sneeringly to the place where the withered butterfly competed with the five elders of the Incineration Sect.

In the dense woods, a faint figure flashed, revealing Xiao Heng's figure.

Looking up at the people who were fighting in the air, Xiao Heng's eyes flashed a few times. Taking a deep breath, Xiao Heng took out the spiritual dagger "Fantasy Snow" that had not been used for a long time.

He saw the nine giant tripods behind the five people of the Incinerator, and a spiritual power suddenly poured into the magic snow. A trace of red light flashed over the milky white dagger. The next moment, the first-level spiritual weapon turned into a thin white line and shot silently at the nine giant tripods with a flash.

The ghost looking for flowers closest to these nine giant tripods seems to have sensed something. He frowned, turned his head and looked down, reached out and hit a silver light, shooting towards Xiao Heng's position below.

Xiao Heng was shocked. Although there are six aurora arrays carved in the phantom snow, which are extremely fast, after all, it is still a little too far from their regiment in the sky. When pouring spiritual power into the phantom snow, the breath that had been hidden all over the body was also trembling slightly just now. And it was just like this that the nearest ghost flower found a trace.

Looking at the silver light, Xiao Heng's face changed, and there was a wind under his feet, and he dodged dangerously. At this time, Huan Xue also returned to Xiao Heng's hands again after circling quickly for a week above the nine giant tripods.

There was a trace of white smoke, and at this time, it was also immersed in the dagger of the magic snow.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng stretched out his hand to take a photo. This wisp of faint white smoke was taken into Xiao Heng's hand. After being wrapped in layers of spiritual power, Xiao Heng's body flashed and disappeared in place again.

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