Chapter 10 Deification

The attack of a master in the cloud period is not terrible, but at this time, if countless masters in the cloud period work together, its speed is higher than the real master in the cloud period, which is extremely terrible.

With the assistance of the array, the pressure of the people in Xuantian Pavilion suddenly decreased, the offensive was more powerful, and the situation was completely changed in an instant. At this time, Sikong Xuan had no enemies in front of him. He immediately changed his position, glanced at the field, and rushed to the regiment on the left.

"Uncle Sikong, I'm enough to deal with them alone."

Sikong Xuan's original intention was to support Jing Li, who was still fighting two demon practitioners alone at this time, but he didn't expect that as soon as others rushed over, he saw Jing Li's face unhappy.

"But you..." Although he gently refused to the other party, how could Sikong Xuan safely throw Jing Li, the young cabinet master, aside? He just opened his mouth. While Jing Li was already blocking his opponent's attack, he sneered at him and said, "Instead of worrying about me, Uncle Sikong might as well help the disciple of Qingyun Taoist sect. He is a guest from far away. In case there is any damage to Mo Daoxiao, it will be difficult for us to explain to the people of Qingyun Daomen at that time.

Hearing Jing Li's mention, Sikong Xuan immediately turned his eyes away and looked for Mo Shoucheng's figure in the crowd. However, he did not expect that the teenager with the weakest skills in the later stage of Yuanying could be said to be the weakest in the array. At this time, with the assistance of the real fire array, just like Jing Li, he dragged down the pace of two magic practitioners.

In fact, it is indeed just a delay. After all, with the cultivation of Mo Shoucheng at this time, it is really difficult to cause substantial damage to a group of magic practitioners during the armor refining period or even above.

But the dexterity of Mo Shoucheng also made Sikong Xuan feel a little unbelievable.

Under his control, the British summoning machine beast rotated all over the two demon practitioners, and that's all. However, Mo Shoucheng actually launched a movement method on his British move. While accurately dodging the opponent's attack, he was able to counterattack from different angles.

One person and one beast, every move is natural, and with the assistance of the real fire array, the two demon practitioners are helpless.

While Mo Shoucheng is entangling the two demon practitioners, he is also looking for the whereabouts of the black eight and the wind when they are fighting. But to his surprise, the wind seemed to have slowly returned to its original state. At this time, Hei Ba stood behind Feng Bian, and the two had no other action except to wave their arms to resist the beam of light falling from the sky from time to time. Among them, Hei Ba corrected and looked at themselves coldly.

"The wind has returned to normal, but why didn't the black eight move?" Mo Shoucheng secretly shouted that it was not good. He now knows that there are too many secrets in this group. At this time, Black Eight has not behaved in a panic in this situation. Obviously, they still have something to rely on - there must be no outstanding cards!

And as Mo Shoucheng expected, after staring at him for a while, Black Eight suddenly raised his hand and shouted low but clearly, "deification!"

As he issued this order, the demon people in the field who had been retreated suddenly stopped resisting, and no one paid attention to the attacks of the Xuantian Pavilion and countless pillars of light bombarded above their heads.

But strange things happened at this time. Whether it was spells or magic weapons, flying swords or light pillars, they all slipped over from a group of demon practitioners with strange * tracks, as if these magic practitioners had launched some powerful defense at the same time. The imperial prohibition is average.

And the real horror is still there. In the short moment when everyone in Xuantian Pavilion opened their eyes and closed their eyes, they suddenly found that the opponent in front of them had changed.

Just like Pu's previous discovery that Shangyang Taoist and the machine beast Xuanfeng merged, his power suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds. At this time, more than a dozen demon practitioners who could still stand on the field were integrated with the machine beasts under the seat. Only the upper body was exposed, and the lower body was fully integrated into the machine beast.

What's more frightening is that although this skill improvement has not crossed the wall of the realm, it has also raised the power of many magic practitioners who were still in the early stage of armor refining to the peak state in the later stage of armor refining.

"How is this possible?!" The four elders of Xuantian Pavilion are all famous and knowledgeable characters, but when they saw this scene, they all thought they were dazzled. Even Elder Puluo, who had seen the change of Shangyang Taoist before, really didn't expect that this inexplicable method of improving his skills was not the patent of Shangyang Taoist!

Now on the field, on the side of the devil's road, only the black eight who issued the order and the wind of the beast that has not changed at all.

"Test, success." After his "divineization", he immediately reversed the situation again. Seeing this scene, Hei Ba said to the wind around him, "Break the array and prepare to retreat."

After recovering from that madness, Fengbushi has always seemed a little listless. At this time, when he heard Hei Ba's words, he didn't think about it, so he nodded. Both of them looked up at the same time, aiming at the pavilion above their heads, which made them suffer countless times today.

At this time, the power of the magic side has been greatly improved, and the beam of light that posed a great threat to them before. At this time, the intensity and speed of the bombardment were exhausted due to the gradual thinness of the fairy breath absorbed before.

In this situation, Mo Shoucheng immediately declared that he would not support it. At this time, one of the two demon practitioners he had dragged down to resist the pillar of light, and the other launched a continuous attack on him without any worries. Mo Shoucheng's cultivation was far less than that of the other party. At this time, the opponent's skill was almost improved by cheating, and it was more difficult to cope with it.

Fortunately, Sikong Xuan paid attention to the situation on Mo Shoucheng's side early in the morning. At this time, seeing the situation was not good, he immediately rushed over, danced his sword, and took most of the offensive in an instant.

"Mo Xian's nephew, have you been injured? Do you still support it?"

"Senior Sikong, don't worry, it's okay." With Sikong Xuan in front of him, Mo Shoucheng suddenly got a precious opportunity to breathe. Taking advantage of the time of breathing, he once again turned his attention to the direction of the black eight and the wind.

The movement of Black Eight has clearly shown that he is the leader of the demon side this time. And the wind is not idle, this mysterious person, and even difficult to judge enemies and friends is also an extremely important role.

At this time, these two people, with a machine arm and a pair of gold and silver gloves, were holding the powerless road, and the vast Zhenyuan hit the pavilion above their heads.

"No, they want to break the array!"

Although he was aware of this intention in time, Mo Shoucheng did not have a chance to stop it, even Sikong Xuan around him.

Although the array of Xuantian Pavilion is powerful, its shortcomings are also extremely obvious. That is, the beams of light bombarded are all emitted from the tower suspended in the center of the formation. At this time, the wind is not idle and fast, and the gold and silver gloves in his hand are extremely wonderful magic weapons. They are hard and unmatched, and the front shakes the pillar of light that works with the level of the master of stepping on the cloud period is not damaged at all.

At this time, he blocked the bombardment of the pillar of light alone, which immediately eased the other demon practitioners in the array who had relied on the mysterious "deification" to improve their skills. Under this long time, the war situation once again fell into a quagmire stalemate.

Black Eight's machine arm stretched again. Under the full support of the wind, he had no worries. He jumped up from the machine beast's lake and hit it out with one arm. I don't know what the machine fist was refined was full of vigor.

"Oh, I'm afraid the formation can't stand it!" Sikong was shocked. Although he knew that this formation was not perfect, he did not expect that the war situation would be ups and downs many times in a short moment.

This gossip array was originally used to use the pavilion as an array to besiege the enemy, and then led by the real fire tower to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and launch an attack on the enemy in the battle. And if the people of Xuantian Pavilion are also in the battle, they can rely on the special ring of Xuantian Pavilion to distinguish the enemy from us. The reason why Mo Shoucheng has not been attacked in the battle is that he still wears the ring on his hand. However, the biggest problem of this array is that although the aura of heaven and earth should be inexhaustible, it will still cause a vacuum for a certain period of time if it is absorbed in a short time. Once the supply of Reiki is lost, the power of the array will not be exerted by 20%.

At this time, the wind can block the bombardment of the pillar of light alone, because the power of the array has decreased at this time. Of course, this also represents the defense of the formation itself, which has also decreased!

Of course, Sikong Xuan can figure out these things in an instant, but if they understand, what can they do?

I only heard a loud sound, like a thunderstorm in the sky, which made everyone tremble. If there was a earth under their feet, the ground would have vibrating.

The gossip array has been broken by the Black Eight!

The pavilion that absorbed the aura of heaven and earth and bombarded the pillar of light was itself. At this time, it was smashed by the Black Eight, and the whole formation collapsed. With the success of the attack of Black Eight, the morale of the devil's side is even higher, and the Xuantian Pavilion side is turbulent.

But unexpectedly, after breaking the array, the Black Eight waved to his companions and said, "Retreat."

"Can you still say it and leave!" Elder Pu Lao, who had been fighting with Shangyang Taoist, immediately felt that his opponent had the intention to retreat at his orders, and the offensive was getting less and less.

Pu Lao is not the only one who has this feeling. At this time, all the members of Xuantian Pavilion who participated in the battle on the scene also noticed that their opponents had slowed down the offensive and turned to defense. It seems that they are faithfully fulfilling the order of the Black Eight and intending to retreat.

If we let them go like this, we will lose face! This year, it came to the hearts of everyone at the same time, and suddenly made them feel that they had another strength from nowhere and strengthened the offensive again. For a while, all kinds of magic weapons flying swords flew in the field, and all kinds of magic immortals were staggered. The scene was colorful and slightly beautiful.

Because Sikong Xuan came to help, Mo Shoucheng lost his opponent for a while. At this time, he saw Hei Ba looking in the distance and was a little leisurely, and his heart suddenly became angry.

As soon as he patted Ying's head, he immediately turned around and chased after the Black Eight.

"Black Eight!"