Chapter 1340 Nine Songs

"What?" Xu Qin couldn't help but turn pale. She was only looking at the bloody atmosphere in the Lingwu Mountain area, and she was also secretly puzzled, but she didn't expect that running around would be a disservice.

"What are you doing in a daze, go quickly." Lu Xiaotian urged.

"Oh, good!" Xu Qin felt uncomfortable for a while, and was also secretly startled by Xiang Nanming's methods. Lu Xiaotian, who was originally an outsider, Xu Qin glanced at Lu Xiaotian, who was vaguely upright in the formation, and felt a little more confident in his heart. That slightly thin and not very tall figure, in Xu Qin's eyes at this time, actually has the miraculous effect of calming the sea, and the expression has never been flustered, just after a few glances, he was exaggerated, making her calm as well down.

Xu Qin stomped his feet, turned and left the Lingwu Mountain area.

"Old monster Nanming, your methods are really not bad, the person that the little girl invited is actually your helper." The bloody clothes of demon souls controlled by Daoist Mengshan let out a grotesque laugh.

"That little girl is overconfident, but the silver-haired boy in front of me is hard to deal with. I haven't arrived yet, and I can't fight him with my spiritual sense." The huge shadow transformed by the demon spirit is not conspicuous in this bloody mist, at least With Xiang Yuze and the others deliberately not approaching, the attack of the demon spirit controlled by Xiang Nanming was not affected in the slightest. It's just a series of fictitious attacks from the demon spirit. Except for the less threatening ones, the other slightly stronger attacks were repeatedly bounced back by the power of the formation. Xiang Nanming's tone couldn't help but become a bit solemn.

"Has this stopped? What else is there? Let me open my eyes and see what's so special about you as a demon." Lu Xiaotian received his spiritual power, followed by Xiang Nanming's demon spirit's attack. With the attenuation of strength, the spiritual power emitted by the a few inches high array flag in his hand also slowed down. Lu Xiaotian held the four-pole array flag a few inches in the palm of his hand, and said loudly.

"The boy is going crazy!" Xiang Nanming cursed secretly, he had calculated everything, Xu Qin couldn't fly out of his palm, but the appearance of the silver-haired boy in front of him was beyond his expectation, and the means It was also extraordinary, if he came here in person, it would be no problem to deal with this silver-haired boy, but Xiang Qingcheng's status in the royal family is not low after all, and there is a madman behind him. Even Xiang Nanming didn't dare to make it too obvious. Hearing this silver-haired boy's invitation to fight, Xiang Nanming gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Old monster Mengshan, you don't know the way of formation, how can we attack this formation to be effective?"

"The nine-curve formation in front of me is composed of Shen, Bi, Qing, Guang, Fang, Gui, Yao, Qi, and Jia. Each formation flag is a song. Among them, Yao, Qi, Guang, Shen Siqu mainly kills, and Fangqu mainly defends. This nine-curve formation is extremely powerful, and the technique of killing is very powerful. But when it is so powerful, there are often some flaws, although it is enough to kill ordinary big monks, But you are now in the body of a demon spirit, and my consciousness is attached to the demon blood soul garment. Although the attacking technique of this large formation is not a small threat to you and me, it is not impossible to restrain."

"But the silver-haired boy in front of me does not seek meritorious deeds, but seeks no faults. He holds the four-pole formation flag for the main attack in the palm of his hand, and the five-pole formation flag for the defense is placed at the key points. The array flag is supplemented by the five songs that are used to supplement defense. It defends like a tortoise shell. Moreover, this silver-haired boy has a very high attainment in arrays. He has strong spiritual sense. I am not making excuses. If you search through the entire Xiang country, you may not be able to find it if you break this formation." said the Demon Blood Soul Clothes controlled by Daoist Mengshan.

"That is to say, we can only break through the formation with brute force." Xiang Nanming said.

"Almost, it's just a hard attack. It's inconvenient for those guards to be around. The little girl is gone now. You let the guards withdraw, otherwise you and I won't show up, and we won't be able to use many methods." Mengshan said.

"Alright." The demon controlled by Xiang Nanming nodded. After voice transmission said a few words, Xiang Yuze over there received Xiang Nanming's order, stretched out his hand, and quickly left with ten guards in the early stage of Yuanying.

Just as the guards left, within the thick blood-colored mist, the spirit birds were in a frenzy. A black shadow several feet high, with two horns on its head and green eyes and fangs gradually emerged in the air. It was the demon spirit controlled by Xiang Nanming.

At the same time, in another place, a dark red garment with complicated blood-colored patterns also appeared not far from the demon spirit. This dark red clothing was full of murderous aura. It seems that many resentful spirits are still imprisoned in the dark red blood clothes. This bloody coat looks like just a piece of clothing, but it is extremely full, as if worn by a headless monster, which makes people palpitate.

"Jie Jie, how dare this junior be so rampant." The fang-shaped black shadow with two horns and green eyes, the black void with ten fingers, gathered black magic energy to form a magic conch. The black magic conch was about ten feet long, and the demon spirit controlled by Xiang Nanming lifted it to his mouth, and his strength surged. A black-gray ripple spiraled into a spiral, and floated towards the spirit shield formed by the formation.

The black circle was huge when it came out of the snail, but when it touched the spirit mask formed by the nine-curved saliva and clear array, it had already turned into a small black spot. Countless black-gray magic circles, viewed from a distance, look like a huge spinning thorn continuously nailed to the spiritual hood of the formation.

"It's so pure and pure." Lu Xiaotian's face showed a bit of surprise. Among the demon clans that Lu Xiaotian has encountered, the power of this demon spirit is second only to Xun Hong, the leader of the Human Shou Mozhang tribe. Although I have broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, compared with the other party, I am indeed inferior in terms of the purity of mana.

It's just a mere demon spirit. Could it be that its strength can really reach the level of Xiang Nanming's body? The surprise on Lu Xiaotian's face flashed away. Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, the opponent has backhands, and he is not a showman, even if he breaks this formation, it is not so easy to pass his own level.

On the left hand, four small flags with a height of three inches are turned slightly. The auras of two of them turned into a straight line, directly reaching the spirit shield of the formation, and offset the magic conch attack of the demon spirit.

At the same time, the bloody garment floating in the air moved against the wind. A large amount of blood energy was greatly attracted, rushing towards the dark red demon blood soul clothes.

The blood on the Demon Blood Soul Clothes was full of blood, and it carried a large amount of blood to float towards the light blue spiritual shield formed by the formation. In a blink of an eye, it merged with the thick layer of plasma on the spirit mask of the formation, and Lu Xiaotian's eyes froze. , he was unable to capture the specific location of the other party. It's in the blood plasma, but it's impossible to detect where it is. It's just that after the fusion of the devil's blood soul clothes and the thick layer of plasma on the spirit mask of the formation, the layer of plasma on top rolled like waves.