The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 586

At this moment, in the formation of Liangyi Mote, outside of the formation of Twelve Capitals, Lin Zihang, Yang Tieyang and others were all a little shocked.

"What... what's going on?" Lin Zihang asked.

Yang Tieyang frowned and said, "A formation within an formation!"

"Master, what do you mean to say that someone has set up a large formation in this large formation?" Feng Qingyi said with a bright eye.

Yang Tieyang nodded solemnly, and said: "Yes, and judging from the scale of this formation, it is very likely to be an ancient formation!"

"Which faction is Daoyou Yang the heir to know such a large formation? It's really amazing, amazing!" Yang Tieyang's face was full of exclamation.

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The gods and demons in the twelve capitals are in the formation.

As the weird runes kept flickering, pieces of black evil spirit that was as thick as half of liquid quickly began to condense in mid-air.

Those black evil spirits condensed into a huge ten-foot demon god even more terrifying than the black tiger in Liangyi Mochen's formation of Flower City just now. There are twelve of these ten-foot demon gods, and each one has a different image. Looking at it, it turned out to be the image of the demon god of the ancient witch clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Without exception, those groups of witches and gods are all condensed by the yin and evil spirit, and they have absorbed a little bit of the essence and spirit of these hundreds of protoss, and they have evolved a lot in terms of cultivation and terror. .

This time, the Twelve Demon God Statues transformed by the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons did not roar excitedly like the tigers summoned by the Liangyi Mochen formation, and then waved their fangs and claws, roaring towards the sky. The people in the formation grabbed the food and left.

On the contrary, they seemed to have a bit of spirituality. They were standing tall with weapons in their hands. The sharp points of the weapons pointed directly at Apollo and the others, and their fierce and violent aura rose to the sky.

Although Apollo and the others have experienced hundreds of battles, they can be said to be the most powerful fighters in the Olympus of the Protoss. Now they are eating at the home of the two motes, and they are still improving their cultivation. I believe that as long as you don't encounter immortals descending to earth, almost no one can do anything to them.

Moreover, they don't have the threat of catastrophe, and they don't need to ascend, so it can be said that there is no danger in this life.

But at this time, they followed Yang Meng's way. Not only were they trapped in the ancient evil formation, but they were also in the great formation of gods and gods, and their divine power and soul crystals were also being lost uncontrollably.

Even with Apollo's courage and cultivation, he was terrified.

"Damn it! Look at the god's sun power!"

Apollo let out a loud cry, and the armor shining with the sun's brilliance on his body suddenly shone brightly, and spread to the surroundings, directly including those more than 100 protoss, all over the place. , unexpectedly for a while can no longer be close to the body of the gods.

These more than 100 gods of Mount Olympus are, after all, the top combat power of the Protoss, and their knowledge is also extremely powerful. Knowing that this formation must be extremely dangerous.

Under Apollo's sudden eruption, they finally controlled the loss of their own divine power and the source crystal, and immediately brandished their respective weapons to kill Yang Meng and Niu Er who were also in the formation.

Based on Apollo's many years of fighting experience, he certainly knows that once the person controlling the formation is allowed to escape, then he and the others will not only fight against people, but may also need to fight against the sky.

The mere two early Mahayana cultivators are not scary if they deal with them properly, but those two guys are obviously extremely cunning, and with such fierce help, they are quite scary.

Even if Apollo is still able to control the Liangyi Mote Formation, he still can't guarantee that he and the rest of the tribe will be able to escape.

Apollo's reaction can be said to be extremely old and vicious. If he used a strong attack at this moment, it would not only hold back YangMeng who was riding the bull, but also prevent him from having the opportunity to launch the formation again.

In this way, it is just that everyone embraces each other and fights together in the formation.

Moreover, Apollo's side still has an advantage in terms of numbers, while YangMeng's side is just one person and one cow, apart from the fact that the cultivation base of the two is fairly high, there is no other merit at all.

As for Apollo, it was just that when YangMeng suddenly launched the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons Formation at the beginning, they lost some divine power and Yuanjing, which caught them by surprise, and it seemed that they never took the slightest advantage. .

But this is just what Apollo took for granted, would YangMeng be so stupid?
Obviously, that is simply impossible!
"Hahaha, do you really think that this young master will appear naked in mid-air just for this life, and be beaten by you guys?"

Suddenly, at this very moment, another identical YangMeng popped up in the void of the Twelve Capitals' Great Formation of Gods and Gods. He was smiling and changing the hand formula in his hand.

When the other one suddenly appeared above the sky, with the cultivation level of Apollo and others, they naturally found the other one immediately.

At this time, they felt a sense of panic in their hearts, suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed in shock: "This is an incarnation!"

Just when Apollo was extremely shocked, and his mind was a little off, at that time, the statue of the ancestor witch made a move!

The pitch-black halberd, the mountain weighing more than ten thousand catties, the endless blue electric arc, the refreshing pearl of divine water, the violent tornado storm... [-] kinds of magical powers, [-] weapons, flashing black in mid-air The shining brilliance rushed towards Apollo and the hundreds of protoss standing around him from afar.

In mid-air, the two attacks of the consciousness that were moving rapidly changed again and again, one turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, and hundreds of times turned to attack the important parts of Apollo and others respectively.

Those attacks were extremely terrifying. They passed through the space at high speed, making screaming sounds. Attacks of various shapes and colors crossed the space and rubbed against the airflow to produce sparks like flames, which was very strange.

Twelve kinds, thousands of attacks have not yet come close to the body, but the terrifying power has already locked on Apollo and the others. It's chilling...

Apollo's expression changed again and again, knowing that the lethality of those attacks was terrifying, and he couldn't take it lightly.

A look of concentration flashed across his face, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the Yuanli that controlled the sword shadow all over the sky moved slightly, and the sword shadow that aimed directly at Yang Meng and Niu Er finally changed direction, and roared towards the sword shadow. The Twelve Attacks of Terror.

But fortunately YangMeng and Niu Er also had powerful guys, although Fei Jian had no choice but to turn his head, his arm suddenly swelled up, transforming into a palm of tens of feet, and suddenly pressed down on YangMeng and the three of them.

It seems that this Apollo was really teased and teased insanely, he actually used his real body, risked being injured, and sent out a thunderous blow.

YangMeng at the bottom let out a haha, stretched out his hand and patted Niu Er on the back lightly.

Immediately, a thick lightning force surged into Niu Er's body violently!
The power of the purple sky god thunder!

"Moo!"

With YangMeng's help, Niu Er raised his head to the sky and screamed, and turned into a gigantic cow in an instant.

I saw this gigantic bull, which was about ten feet long, its huge body writhed in mid-air, a layer of faint five-color flames wrapped around the brilliance and soft fur, and on top of those flames, there was even a layer of ferocious Incomparable, constantly 'crackling' arcs.

The layer of electric arc is worn on his body like armor. The giant has a pair of thick and sharp dragon horns on it, and its mouth is wide open. The terrifying oppressive force immediately enveloped the entire space, and it looks like an ancient beast. A violent and murderous aura filled the space between heaven and earth.

"Moo!"

There was another bull roar, and Niu Er's incomparably huge physical body slightly swayed, then suddenly raised his hoof, and with a whistling sound, he stomped fiercely towards the layers of giant palms that were pressed down in the air.

"Cow! It's that flaming cow!"

When Apollo saw Niu Er's real body at this moment, his body froze for a moment, and then he remembered that thousands of years ago, there was a cow surrounded by five-color flames, which ran rampant among the five veins of the gods, showing great power, However, one-fifth of the people of the Protoss were revealed.

Although the five-color flame bull now is very different from the one back then, from the outline, it can be vaguely seen what it looked like back then.

Therefore, he began to exclaim in surprise, and finally realized that today is not a question of whether Taiji Immortal Island can be destroyed, but a question of whether he can escape and ascend to heaven after waiting for the gods of Mount Olympus.

I really didn't expect that they were still hunters a moment ago, but they became the hunted in an instant.

The world is impermanent, good fortune tricks people!

Just as Niu Er raised his hoof and stomped on the giant palm, the earth-shattering blow of the Twelve Devil God Statues finally came like a catastrophe that would destroy the world.

This attack has the extremely fierce speed of the halberd, but in the eyes of Apollo and others, it is extremely slow. They can even see the attacks coming towards them separately from slow to fast, drawing a line in the air Tao, completely beyond the fox line of any worldly beauty.

The sword shadows all over the sky, bombarded with the thousands of attacks of various colors, produced a sound that was definitely not the sound that metal, wood, or stone should touch, but a muffled thunder that was extremely gloomy, causing even the space of the formation to appear. A twist.

A mid-level Mahayana attack by a hundred interceptors, although it may seem panicky, its power is absolutely earth-shattering.

The statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Demons were, after all, formed only by the condensed evil energy in the formation, and their attack was only formed for the first time. After being blocked by the sword shadows of Apollo and others, the attack suddenly shattered inch by inch. It turned into traces of yin and evil spirit, and returned to the big formation.

(End of this chapter)