Chapter 152 Sword Saint Luo 13

The purple flames blazing all over Shi Wu's body became more and more intense.

The momentum is also stronger than before.

Even if the vitality is not mobilized, the fluctuation of vitality around them is much stronger than that of ordinary practitioners.

"The great formation of the sages really lives up to its reputation."

Hua Wudao was extremely amazed, "Pavilion Master, I think Ming Shiyin's suggestion can be considered."

To put it nicely is to avoid its edge.

To put it harshly, that is - escape.

The top ten purple circles... are still rising with strange vitality.

It won't be long before they all come.

According to the previous situation, Duanmusheng and Mingshiyin were able to deal with Wusheng and Wuguan... Ren Buping only needed a fatal blow. Others are nothing to be afraid of.

Coupled with Duan Xing and Luo Shisan, Hua Wudao is no match for Luo Shisan.

Duan Xing is a man of interest, and with his temperament, he may not participate in the war... However, even if he does, he will at most have a card. According to the current price of props, it is still a steady profit.

but now--

Hard to say.

The ten sorcerers appeared temporarily through the great formation.

Equivalent to the top ten masters.

How could the apprentice be an opponent?

The Ten Witches are the sages who have passed away. If the fatal blow card is used, there is no merit point reward, and the number of uses is wasted, wouldn't it be a big loss?

This situation is a bit tricky...

Wu Xian looked at Chuanyun Feichan lightly.

The voice was low and said: "Cheng Huang? Ignorance."

The people who said this were confused.

Lu Zhou looked at Wu Xian, the queen of the ten witches, and said indifferently, "You are the head of the ten witches, Wu Xian?"

Wu Xian also looked directly at Lu Zhou.

"You are the master of Motian Pavilion, Ji Tiandao?"

The attitude of the two is very similar.

Lu Zhou didn't care, but said, "Since you are the sages of the ten witches, why are you willing to be a lackey for Li Qiye?"

"Um?"

Wu Xian's voice sank, "It's not your turn to intervene in the matter of the ten witches!"

Lift your palms up, up and down, staggered—

A lavender light circle with a diameter of four or five meters converged and shot towards Chuanyunfei Chariot.

Luzhou is as motionless as a mountain.

Because... he already felt that the vitality in Hua Wudao's body began to fluctuate.

The seal of Liuhe Road lit up.

Six big characters in seal script, exuding golden light surrounding Hua Wudao...

The gossip graphics at the foot, one yin and one yang!

boom!

The Liuhe Daoyin only appeared for a moment, and then blocked the lavender aperture.

Wu Xian's eyes fell on Hua Wudao: "Daomen..."

"The ten witches are the sages. After all, the great formation of the sages can only show 80% of their power. And time is limited... If they are sages, why should they be so indistinguishable?" Hua Wudao handed over.

"Eighty percent is enough..." Wu Xian waved his hand.

"Unfortunately, witchcraft is not good at close combat, and it takes too long to cast spells. Cloud-piercing Fei Nian... have enough confidence to leave here." Hua Wudao said.

"Then see, do you have the ability!"

Wu Xie, who was ranked last, floated forward.

Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, and Wu Di followed.

Five are in front.

The other five are behind.

Wu Xie suddenly made an incomprehensible action... Floating and knelt down.

Hands up!

Look up at the sky!

The ten witches finally started.

Everyone's eyes narrowed and looked over!

"pray."

The purple flames all over the body began to spread!

The ten apertures below suddenly filled with special vitality.

A strange sound came out of Wu Di's mouth, cooperating with his vitality, covering the surroundings.

"Congratulations."

A sound wave swept the front.

Ming Shiyin wanted to turn around and ran away... The question is, if he ran away, who would steer the cloud-piercing chariot.

Master, the old man's house was still in place, and he didn't have any intention of ordering him to escape.

"Witchcraft..." Hua Wudao said in a deep voice, "The ten of them are good at different directions, but when they cooperate with each other, their power is terrifying."

"In my entire life, I have never seen the methods of the Ten Witchcraft. Now I want to see the Witchcraft of the Ten Witch Sages!" Lu Zhou said.

The worst thing is to empty the merit points and take them all away! Even if there is no reward, you can't lose your life!

Wu Zhen's hands were on fire.

When he came to Wu Xie's left, he was extremely pious.

"Sacrifice."

It's a pity that sorcerer practitioners do not have a dharma body, so they can't see how strong they are.

Duanmusheng roared angrily: "Gods and gods babble, mess up... Let me come and learn!"

After fiddling for a long time, it is better to try it yourself!

at the same time.

The sky darkened.

Strictly speaking, the top ten apertures where they are located, including the air area, all form a closed and dim space.

Purple meteors falling from the sky...

"There is a shortage of heavenly relatives!"

Duanmusheng's spear shadow also attacked the ten witches who were casting spells.

Witchcraft is like this... slow release action, how can there be no protection measures?

Wu Xian said lightly, "Go."

Flicking his sleeves, a purple circle of light grew from small to large, blocking it towards Duanmusheng.

Duanmusheng's thousands of spear shadows seemed to be blocked by a circular shield.

Bang bang bang!

Astral qi smashed on the witchcraft shield, rippling ripples in the debut!

Duanmusheng, who has just opened the leaves, is equivalent to the general Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm Sanye in terms of strength and cultivation.

This big move was easily blocked by Wu Xian, the leader of the ten witches!

The ten witches are so powerful!

The nuns looked worried.

Although Hua Wudao is strong, he is only good at defense... If he wants to disrupt the opponent and continue to perform sorcery, he is not as good as Duanmusheng.

"At least it has more than six leaves." Hua Wudao exclaimed.

Hua Wudao often discusses with Duanmusheng...

He is very aware of the strength of Duanmusheng's move. Even if he wants to block this move easily, he has to use all his strength.

It can be seen that even Wu Xian, who is only 80% strong, is outrageously strong.

Duanmusheng was stagnant in the air, his arms were slightly numb.

Wu Di's voice continued to sound.

The female cultivator with lower strength gradually felt a little dizzy and uncomfortable in the cloud-piercing chariot.

This sound wave is a bit like the Sanskrit dream of Buddhism... but it sounds much less aggressive and infectious than the Sanskrit dream.

Ren Buping looked excited.

Watch the fun with interest.

Prayers, praises, sacrifices... overlapped.

The rest of the ten witches vented their vitality like a tide.

Witchcraft power, can help them gather vitality?

Everyone was surprised by the sweetness.

The purple vitality space that filled the sky suddenly condensed into a ganglion, and fell down like a violent storm.

From the outside, it looks like a falling purple meteor shower.

"This is to get rid of us all in one move!"

Hua Wudao walked in front of Lu Zhou, "Just...I didn't have the chance to use the strongest move in Motian Pavilion, so let me try it today!"

Step into the void and leave the flying chariot.

Hundred Tribulations Cave!

The golden lotus under the seat is shining with golden light, and the six leaves are blooming!

Qian, Kun, life, death, water, fire... existence and non-existence, the eight big characters in seal script are centered on Hua Wu Dao, and they rotate rapidly.

Step on gossip, combine yin and yang.

Wu Xian said indifferently: "Useless struggle."

Almost the same time-

Liuhe Daoyin blooms smoothly, covering the entire cloud-piercing chariot!

clap clap...

The heavy rain of purple astral energy all fell on the Liuhe Daoyin.

It was like raindrops falling on the glittering glass, the qi splashed everywhere and ripples all over the sky.

Duanmusheng looked at Liuhe Daoyin in surprise: "Elder Hua and I have learned from each other, but they haven't tried their best?"

Hua Wudao's face was serious, and he continued to support Liuhe Daoyin: "I am afraid that this old bone can't last long! The opponent is the ten witch powerhouse! Pavilion Master, take the opportunity to withdraw!"

"Traitor of Yunzong, today I will clear the portal!"

outside the dark space.

A person with one arm stretched out, holding a long sword with silver light, flew horizontally!

Pierced through the purple space and stabbed the Liuhe Daoyin!

"Sword Saint Luo XIII."