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Chapter 120 Great Arhat Formation, Nine Palaces Eight Diagrams Formation! (ask for subscription, ask for tickets)
At the same time, Zhang Ling walked in the air, the power of heaven and earth shrouded him, all the power of heaven and earth assisted the might of thunder.

With a palm turned out, the thunder in the palm fell down.

Dozens of monsters were struck by the palm lightning, turned into coke, fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Wang Yang tore off the clothes on his body, revealing a strong body, dark red lines spread on his chest, and gradually climbed up his face.

The ferocious aura burst out suddenly, he bent his knees and leaped, bursting into the air.

A monster stood in front of Wang Yang, Wang Yang ignored it and bumped into it.

With a bang, the demon exploded in the middle, with a bewildered look on his face.

When Wang Yang made a move, every joint on his body was a murder weapon, which would kill him if he touched it, and it was extremely bloody.

"That poor monk should also cast down demons!"

Master Faxin said calmly, a Buddhist staff appeared in his hand at some point, and the swastikas under his feet lit up, lifting his body and flying upwards.

A few monsters stopped over, and Master Faxin calmly proclaimed a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

"Let your mother go, I don't have a knife!"

A dog demon held a bone stick and cursed viciously.

As he spoke, he wanted to raise the bone stick and smash Master Faxin into pieces.

"Amitabha."

Faxin swept the Buddhist staff across the air, and the phantoms of eight Buddha lights appeared on these ends, and fell down instantly.

With a few bang bangs, these monsters exploded.

"Excellent, excellent, the poor monk will use these eight dharmas to help you to be liberated."

After Faxin finished speaking calmly, stepping on the swastika, he continued to walk towards the demons.

The monster came to block the head with a stick, very clean and neat, but also extremely cruel, no monster was intact.

"Heh, this old bald donkey's temper is still so hot!"

"I thought that after years of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, my temper became calmer. It seems that the old man is thinking too much."

Seeing that Faxin was covered in blood, like a vajra glaring at him, the old heavenly master smiled, and appeared in the midair with a flick of his sleeves.

Strolling calmly towards the group of monsters, without any aura or mana fluctuations in his body, he walked slowly like an ordinary old man.

But the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a thunderbolt fell on the top of Yiyao's head.

Before the monster could realize what was going on, his eyes went dark, suddenly!
One step at a time, the old master really has the demeanor of a thunder master.

Zhang Ling glanced at the thunder in his palm, and then at the thunder that was as thick as a bucket of grandfather, feeling a little inferior.

He secretly thought in his heart: Grandpa's Lei Fa is really perverted!
As for asking the truth, his sense of presence is a bit low. In fact, he had already followed Wang Yang to make a move.

His attacking methods are a little bland, but also a little quaint and true.

Every time he shot, before touching the body of the monster, the monster would fall from the air with his eyes white, without a sound.

The momentum of the six blocked the attack of Wan Yao.

But below, the situation of the battle was changing rapidly. Under the ground where the soldiers were standing, the soil was cracked.

Claws covered with black hair protruded from the soil one by one, piercing a soldier's hamstring with one claw.

"Fuck! There's something underground!"

A soldier showed pain and raised his gun to shoot at the ground.

Muddy blood gushed out from the ground, and the soil was turned over with the butt of a gun, revealing a fat and broken corpse of a rat!

"Attention, attention, beware of underground spirits!"

The soldier's pupils shrank slightly, and he shouted.

Puff puff!
Fat rat spirits came out of the ground, and soon the entire ground was densely packed with rat spirits.

The rat spirits were each half a meter in size, gathered together and attacked the soldiers.

The soldiers strafed these rat spirits with firepower, but there were too many of them, and they couldn't be contained for a while.

Fortunately, the soldiers were protected by talismans, and the attacks of the rat spirits did not cause much casualties.

But when Ditian released these rat spirits, he didn't ask them to cause too many casualties.

The main purpose is to break up the formation of these soldiers and liberate those spirits and monsters from the suppression of firepower.

And the truth is, they served their purpose.

The formation of those soldiers was dispersed, and the group of elves and monsters in front had no firepower to suppress them, and rushed over in an instant.

Huge spirits and monsters crushed them head on, trampling a large number of soldiers to death.

Upon seeing this, Qin Zhenguo ordered the soldiers to give up fire suppression and fight with cold weapons.

At the same time, let the monster suppressing troops end, and the target is those monster beasts who are stronger than the soldiers.

With the expansion of enrollment, the number of monster-suppressing troops has reached 1, each of which is a genius from each academy and the elite of the army, and has the strongest combat power.

The demon-suppressing troops were all in black armor, holding long knives, and their faces were indifferent.

He rushed into the group of monsters like a black dragon with a knife. The formation was mainly a small formation. When the long knife rose and fell, monsters were killed one by one!

The battle situation has changed from hot weapons to cold weapons.

For a moment, the scene was extremely shocking and vast, and every soldier's battle was extremely clean and neat. They only needed to learn the most basic fighting methods.

On the battlefield, there are no bells and whistles, and killing with one knife is the right way.

Every soldier is well-coordinated, even if some spirits are stronger than them, they can still be killed with the cooperation.

The monsters and spirits, which were crushed in numbers, are now sticking together with the human race, looking a bit evenly matched.

But Qin Zhenguo would not be so optimistic, thinking that they would win if this continued.

That's because they still have the strongest combat power, but on their side, the strongest has already ended.

Thinking with his eyes, he gave a few orders to the messenger soldiers beside him.

The messenger took the lead and ran away quickly.

This is also something that can’t be helped. Without electronic communication, they can only use this primitive means to transmit orders.

That's right, even the walkie-talkie doesn't work, just a noise, as if the magnetic field has been disturbed.

There is a battle in the sky and on the ground.

Liu VS Wan Yao, being able to stop them all has exhausted all their strength, and there is no more distraction to take care of the battle below.

Although those monsters have a lot of moisture, there are also some powerful ones among them.

Now that there are so many heads, it makes Wang Yang and others feel tricky.

Not only to fight those powerful monsters, but also to guard against other monsters going down to cause killing.

They were all a bit exhausted physically and mentally, and even Li Quan was not crazy anymore, and they fought in muffled voices, becoming more and more ferocious.

Old Heavenly Master, with a flash of thunder as he waved his hand, he forced a demon back, looked at Fa Xin and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, it's time!"

"Amitabha"

Faxin responded, then pushed back the monster in front of him with a palm, opened his mouth and shouted:
"Where are my Buddhist disciples!"

"Where are my Buddhist disciples!"

"Where are my Buddhist disciples!"

The sound is so loud that the sound wave can be heard by the naked eye, and it is transmitted between the heaven and the earth.

"The disciple is here!"

Suddenly, the voice of the gathering of voices came.

Streams of golden light suddenly poured in from both sides of the battlefield, and as the long sticks danced, many spirits and monsters were killed.

These golden men didn't stay too long, they stepped on the ground and jumped up in the air. There was a talisman on their body, which kept them floating in the air.

"Buddhist disciples obey orders, form a formation of one hundred and eight great arhats, and subdue demons!"

With a serious face, Faxin gave orders to the [-] Buddhist disciples.

"Yes!"

One hundred and eight Buddhist disciples responded in unison.

As the footsteps moved, a big arhat formation was formed, thousands of monsters were trapped in the formation, and a huge golden arhat manifested in the center of the formation, making it impossible for these monsters to leave the formation.

The golden long roots made of special materials were thrown out by the one hundred and eight Buddhist disciples at the same time.

The golden light shuttled through the formation of Arhats, piercing the bodies of all the monsters with holes.

All of a sudden, thousands of monsters disappeared, and the pressure on the six people was much less.

But it's not over yet!

Faxin has already revealed his true self, so how could it be possible for the old heavenly master to continue to hide it.

Looking at the old celestial master, he said in a deep voice, "Fellow daoist, it's your turn!"

But the old heavenly master just pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, there are fellow Daoist Arhats, and these monsters are nothing to worry about!"

Faxin almost broke his defenses, Mr. Zhang, are you playing a poor monk?
But the fact is true, without the thousands of monsters, plus the monsters they killed, there is enough left to deal with it.

If the old celestial master turned the bottom, it would be a bit of a sledgehammer, and some would be worthless.

But he just couldn't get angry, so why didn't he continue to hide and let Zhang Laoer flop!

I am cheap!

Old Zhang roared, and he obediently threw it out!

The more Faxin thought about it, the more angry he became, and the power of the Buddhist staff in his hand became stronger, and each stick made a monster, making these monsters often wrath of Vajra!
Di Tian and the other demon kings who were watching the battle in the mountains felt that things were going more and more wrong, and all of them had ugly faces.

"Boss Emperor, let all those monsters move out, I don't believe they can stop them!"

The fiery demon king spoke directly. If it wasn't for the fact that none of these demon kings wanted to make a move first, he couldn't help but want to do it himself.

"Old Fox, let them all go!"

Without further hesitation, Di Tian ordered all the demons to go up together.

"Yes"

The old fox took the lead, and at the next moment, densely packed monsters flew out from the mountains, divided into two groups, some went to the sky Wang Yang and others, and some went to the battlefield below.

Seeing so many demons out, the old Tianshi opened his eyes, what he was waiting for was now.

"Taoist disciples, form the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams formation!"

The shouting sound instantly spread throughout the battlefield.

The Taoist disciple hiding among the soldiers took out a talisman and pressed it on the ground at the same time.

"Respect the order of the heavenly master, form a big array of nine palaces and eight trigrams!"

Tens of thousands of disciples shouted at the same time, and the huge formation was instantly opened.

With the image of the nine palaces and eight trigrams, it instantly enveloped thousands of miles, trapping all soldiers, monsters, spirits, and demons in the formation.

The formation of the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams is mainly based on difficulties, divide and suppress them!
All the spirits, monsters, and monsters are lost in the formation, and the soldiers, the old heavenly masters, have long been prepared and will not let them get lost in the formation.

"Hurry up!"

A few Taoist priests stood in the center of the formation, holding the spirit stone in their hands, and said anxiously, sweating profusely.

This formation is strong, but it consumes too much.

But this is also thanks to Zhang Ling's blessing. If Chu Yun hadn't given him a lot of high-grade spirit stones during his last trip to Haiguo, he would have left a lot.

Otherwise, it would not even be possible to hold on to this formation for a few breaths.

　continue~
　　
　
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