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Chapter 587 The name of the array, all gods

"Boom!"

Accompanied by loud noises, the gigantic body of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Demon God Statues shook for a while, and it became a little illusory, but soon, the traces of evil spirits on the banner and in the formation began to reappear. Quickly condensed the past, but in the blink of an eye, he came back to his senses again.

Although the infinite explosive power of the twelve kinds of attacks of the Twelve Ancestral Witch God Statues was resisted by Apollo and a hundred people, the cold air contained in the evil spirit was like the flesh attached to the bone. Like maggots, they scattered along the cracked sword light and invaded the bodies of Apollo and the others.

Immediately, Apollo and the other protoss felt a burst of ice-cold force coming from their bodies, and they trembled all over.

At the same time, the giant palms they condensed also became weaker at this moment, and were instantly crushed to pieces by Niu Er's terrifying hoofs, turning into nothing.

After all, the infinite palm was Apollo and a group of gods, transformed from their real bodies. Niu Er's hooves were so horrific, and they had just been invaded by a bit of cold, and everyone was slightly injured at the same time.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, YangMeng laughed loudly, and at the same time his body floated out of the formation of the Twelve Capitals, and after Niu Er succeeded in one blow, before Apollo and the other gods came back to their senses, YangMeng opened a formation in the void and let them out.

At this moment, YangMeng who was outside the formation was extremely excited, he had already discovered that the one with the highest cultivation level in the formation was Apollo in the middle stage of Mahayana.

Originally, YangMeng had estimated the terrifying strength of these protoss at first, but now he can be absolutely relieved.

Whether it is used to deal with immortal cultivators or people of the god race, the effect of the Twelve Capitals Tianshensha Formation is absolutely powerful.

As long as YangMeng can firmly control the true energy of the Twelve Capitals Gods Sha formation and prevent the gods in the formation from escaping from the formation, then the divine power crystals of the gods will eventually be lost slowly.

Just like this, there is almost no need for them to take action. At that time, these poor protoss will all become supplements for the command flag of the Twelve Capitals, and they will die and be scattered.

The ancient great formation, the ability of incarnation, and the search for the flame bull, even Apollo, who is Gao Zhuo, has a cultivation level that reaches the sky, at this moment, he felt guilty for a while, and regretted endlessly.

He finally understands now that this time he encountered a real stubble, and if he wants to break through, not only will the protoss subordinates behind him suffer heavy casualties, but even he himself will be seriously injured. Want to escape?

That is absolutely wishful thinking!

However, the current YangMeng doesn't care whether these guys are really happy or regretful, he just knows that the chance to capture the enemy and kill them is fleeting, and at this moment, the people of the God Race have already suffered serious injuries, and he He Niu Er escaped from the formation again, so he naturally wanted to seize the opportunity and make a quick decision.

"All the gods are evil, refining everything in the world!"

YangMeng suddenly uttered a loud shout, and then pinched the magic formula in his hand. A big hand with a gleaming blue light had retracted the mountain and river seal, ready to launch a sneak attack or something. As for the avatar of thunder and lightning just now, it was indeed assigned by YangMeng to guard it. Outside the big formation, it is used to guard against the guys in the big formation suddenly breaking out.

Although the possibility of this is pitifully low, if the protoss in the big formation really had to escape, then what else would he do to catch them all.

Immediately after YangMeng's words were over, endless evil spirits began to flow from the order flags of the Twelve Capitals Heavenly God Demon Formation, carrying something that seemed to be highly poisonous, rushing out. Drop by drop, it ate away at the dots that Apollo and the others scattered around their bodies, those spots that seemed to emit a black brilliance.

Just like the scene just now, the Taoist talismans on the formation flag began to bloom in purple and gold, with stars shining.

Seeing for a moment, Apollo and the other protoss immediately felt the suction force in the formation increase.

Although they are trying their best to start running the divine power in their bodies, and controlling the loss of the primordial crystal core in their own primordial crystals, they still faintly feel that there is a trace of extremely weak power being lost.

And just after the command flag was launched, at that time, the Zunzu Wumo God Statue finally started to attack, and those attacks hit the past again.

Apollo and the others, there is no other way at this time, so they have no choice but to control the loss of the deep love butterfly in their bodies, while using their own mist to shatter the various attacks formed by the condensed evil spirit. .

And at this moment, YangMeng's shameless deeds of taking advantage of the fire to rob and ruin the situation finally kicked off.

I saw a cyan brilliance piercing the sky in the formation. It was a flying knife, a flying knife about three feet long. The flying knife roared and attacked Apollo's face. The cyan brilliance It was like a hill, pressing down on Apollo's head.

But the most pitiful thing is that those hundreds of God Clan members who have cultivated above the tribulation period, were actually illuminated by a white beam of light about the size of a full moon hanging in mid-air, making them dance left and right, and the group of demons danced wildly.

Because this white light is focused, it hides a power that makes hundreds of people in the Protoss feel scared. As long as they touch it a little bit, they feel that their souls seem to be about to leave their bodies.

A master who has reached the middle stage and has hundreds of masters in the tribulation stage, what a powerful force, even if one comes out randomly, it can suppress the sea of ​​stars and fight any small force at will.

Now, these many and even more powerful characters are pitifully trapped in the formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals, surrounded by a beam of light like a clown.

It can be regarded as unlucky for these gods, but they met such a perverted guy like Yang Meng, not to mention proficient in formations, and the power of the primordial spirit is extremely perverted.

Hundreds of them were still scheming against YangMeng, but in the end, YangMeng plotted against them, and unexpectedly got trapped in the terrifying ancient formation.

YangMeng, a master of the Mahayana stage, was still fighting with formations before his name, but then he shamelessly used his magic weapons of the immortal level to continuously sneak attacks, coupled with the fact that those in the formation were condensed by evil spirits, it was impossible to defeat him at all. The immortal statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Demon Gods, no matter how high their cultivation base is, are still in a hurry.

Time passed by like this minute by minute, and finally there was a problem with the control of their own divine power by the hundreds of people of the Protoss Clan. For a while, the true energy on their bodies flowed towards the twelve flags again like flowing water.

Being able to break through to the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, it goes without saying that the pure divine power is pure. Immediately, the formation of the gods and gods in the Twelve Capitals was like taking a stimulant. It was dark and eerie, and cold to the bone!

One ebbs and the other, the brilliance of body protection outside the bodies of hundreds of protoss is being eroded rapidly.

This evil wind is so unusual that even Apollo had to use his skills to resist it, let alone those hundreds of people from the Protoss.

Apollo's cultivation was simply not comparable to them. If they hadn't had some strength left, they would have been blown by the evil wind long ago, and would have died in a short time.

Seeing this scene, Apollo, who was struggling to resist, couldn't help but change his face, knowing that if he continued to be beaten like this, he would eventually die from exhaustion of divine power.If all his good subordinates are dead, then he, the sun god, will probably live to the end.

"Damn it, wake me up!"

Apollo burst into anger, shouted loudly, and the armor all over his body made a crackling sound, and then saw that his height suddenly increased from two meters to about 20 meters.

At the same time, the armor on his body also increased accordingly, and bursts of terrifying divine power surged from his incomparably huge body like raging waves to the surroundings, pushing the evil wind far away.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped his chest violently, and then opened his mouth wide. From his mouth, a weapon like an ark floated out. As soon as the mist came out, nine-colored streamers flashed instantly, and then a burst of brilliance surged Shooting out, it directly enveloped the hundred Protoss,
At this time, the attacks launched by the long knife Qinghong and the statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Demons were all left on the colorful streamer, bursting out with thunder and fire and deafening explosions.

The ark, which was just wrapped by the nine-color streamer, didn't even shake, but the streamer cover began to ripple with thin ripples.

It is precisely because of this kind of Flowing Light Ark that YangMeng's attacks and the attacks of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Demon God Statues were all useless.

"Now, hurry up and attack those banners. As long as you pull out the banners, the formation will be destroyed by itself! With your own physical condition, it won't last long!"

"Yes"

After being rescued by their main gods, the hundreds of people from the protoss raised their weapons and strangled them to the flags of the twelve capital gods.

But will YangMeng let them get what they want?

At this moment, the statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Demons formed by the condensed black evil spirits greeted the hundred gods the moment they set off, and at the same time, there was another round of terrifying attacks.

But up to now, those who have been attacked have already figured out their experience. As long as they don't cooperate with YangMeng's indiscriminate attacks, then it's only a matter of time before they want to wipe out a demon god. question.

It's just that what they are asking for now is how to pull down the flags while resisting the demon god.

You must know that these demon gods evolved from a large formation. If the flag is not destroyed, then the demon gods will go round and round without being destroyed, and then they will be created immediately.

But there is no other way at present, only to fight hard.

(End of this chapter)