The urban area during the Ming and Qing Dynasties clearly drew on the Yangzhou style at that time, with crisscrossing waterways and green willows.

There are especially many restaurants and restaurants, and the aroma of food is everywhere.

On the second floor of a restaurant near a small lake, Yan Donglou and nearly twenty of his demon envoys were here.

Their overall quality is obviously better than that of the Black Dragon Commander's group, not just in terms of strength, but more in terms of reaction.

After arriving here, with the presence of Chief Yan Donglou, they quickly recognized the reality and wholeheartedly carried out the tasks ordered by the Lord of the Demon Realm.

Although the Demon Realm envoys entered this city in person and were dressed in modern styles, under the leadership of Yan Donglou, all the Demon Realm envoys in this place naturally blended into the era here.

In the implication, he also reveals the demeanor of a distinguished person, sitting and talking about the past and present, and giving advice on the country.

When there were changes in other urban areas and Li Qingtian and Liu Qiwen came into contact, they made defensive arrangements without thinking.

Thirteen of them stood up from their seats, and all the tables and chairs around them turned into powder. They formed a formation around Yan Donglou's seats, and their breaths echoed, and each other's skills seemed to be connected as one.

The remaining people, unable to get into the formation, immediately left the restaurant and jumped into the lake nearby, hiding underwater, waiting for opportunities.

Therefore, when Xuantian's God of Destruction bombarded the Song Dynasty-style city, and the roar of thunder reached this city, these demon envoys who had formed a formation and were impregnable actually only became slightly heavier.

Some, their eyes are still sharp and alert.

Until the next moment, the bright sun reflected in each of their eyes, and the scene of the sun falling finally made their expressions change.

Yan Donglou also flashed his eyes and struck out with a palm with all his strength.

Roar!

!

The entire small building exploded into powder, and countless water columns were set off on the lake. Dragons roared, tigers roared, and various beasts roared, all erupted from the formation next to Yan Donglou at the same time.

Yan Donglou's body flew high into the sky, and thirteen figures surrounded him, also flying high into the sky.

However, while rising, the distance between these thirteen people and Yan Donglou is also lengthening simultaneously.

The range of the entire formation expanded rapidly, and a wonderful discrete force spread.

Wherever they passed, the willows on the shore suddenly twisted and swelled, and the dense wood inside them became loose and porous, until finally, the connection between every piece of wood was completely pulled apart, and they disappeared silently.

Become thousands of wood fibers, and then turn into powder.

The shops and houses on the ground, which are supposed to be hard, hard-to-change masonry, green tiles, beams and columns, are also twisting and expanding, enlarging in size, and then the structure collapses and turns into pieces.

The intention of the white copper arrow to shoot the sun was originally to go straight to Yan Dong Tower.

The essence of the world's best bow and arrow technique lies in a kind of concentrated and penetrating power. Sun-shooting arrows take this feature to the extreme, falling into the sun and bursting with light, destroying everything.

But when the golden rainbow flew in front of Yan Donglou, the power inside suddenly escaped uncontrollably.

The speed of the arrow dropped sharply. During the flight of the arrow body, thousands of golden air currents continued to fly out from the arrow shaft. In the continuously expanding formation space, they danced around, expanded more and more, and the color became more and more colorful.

Dan.

All Yan Donglou's skills were concentrated in the palm of his hand, as if forming a crystal sphere, crystal clear.

However, there is a blazing white bright spot in the center of the sphere, and multiple slender cyan currents radiate from the bright spot, flashing continuously in the sphere.

He pushed the sphere to resist the edge of Xuanyuan's arrow.

As soon as the two sides touched each other, golden airflow that was several times denser than before erupted from the arrow shaft and flowed randomly into the three-dimensional environment within the range of the formation.

The air was torn apart by these golden lights, there were screams everywhere, big pits were made on the ground, and deep ravines were drawn on the water surface.

The power that should have been concentrated at one point was forced to expand into this formation space, and the lethality was also spread out, and the power was diluted by an unknown number of times.

Even so, the thirteen demon envoys at the edge of the formation still had many slender wounds on their bodies.

At the edge of the city, White Copper was a little surprised, but there was no gap in the movement of his hands. He muttered a short spell in his mouth, and shot three red copper amethyst arrows one after another.

Although these three arrows are not as good as Xuanyuan Arrow, they are definitely extraordinary and can withstand his full strength and arrow intention.

And his spell applied a magic seal to each of the three arrows, locking the energy tightly within the arrow body. If it does not hit the target, it will never explode.

The angles of the three arrows are slightly different, like three purple-red rays attacking.

However, once such an arrow enters the range of the formation, it still loses power uncontrollably. Many spiritual radiances fly out randomly from it, and the speed suddenly slows down.

Yan Donglou's figure flashed three times in mid-air like a phantom. His right hand was still resisting the Xuanyuan arrows, but the other parts of his body changed three positions, and he actually caught all three arrows with his left hand.

The ultimate magic power, the Thirteen Secret Killing Orders!

Yan Donglou was once known as the number one genius in the Jiajing Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty. Later, although he suffered a major defeat and went overseas, his talent remained undiminished. After receiving the guidance from the Lord of the Demon Realm, he understood part of its true meaning and not only created a set of ultimate demon skills for himself

, and even developed a set of formations to assist in the execution of the ultimate magic power, and the power can be increased several times.

Moreover, this formation can not only defend, but also attack.

He shouted loudly in the air, and the crystal ball in his hand rotated and exploded, completely deflecting the Xuanyuan arrow and shooting it deeply into the ground. At the same time, his figure rotated and rose again.

The thirteen demon envoys who formed the formation also rose together with him, and rotated along a huge circular trajectory.

It was as if the fourteen of them together formed a big turntable, flying down from a high place towards the white copper.

Under the lake, there were also a few unusual shadows flashing across the lake. The demon envoys who had just ambush in the water had now dived from the water to the shore, directly breaking through the earth and rocks, and approaching the white copper as fast as earth escape.

"Wow! Turning so hard, don't you feel dizzy?"

If the white copper is aware of it, it is as stable as Mount Tai, still standing on the eaves of the tower, holding hands.

The Xuanyuan arrow in the ground flashed out of thin air, penetrated the ground, and returned to him.

A Qiankun Bow and three Xuanyuan Arrows are treasures with extremely strong spirituality. After recognizing their owner, even if all the white copper skills are lost, just a thought will bring the bow and arrows back to him.

In addition to the arrow he had just used, two other arrows appeared in the air with a wave of his sleeves. He caught them all with his open fingers, and the three Xuanyuan arrows were put on the bowstring together.

Seeing that the huge turntable was almost covering the top of White Copper's head, the power of the formation began to spread, but he remained still.

At this moment, a sword flashed underground.

The demon envoys who sneaked over from the soil did not even see the enemy, and did not even have time to notice the pain. They felt that their originally integrated skills suddenly appeared many derailments.

Their limbs had been cut open, their meridians disconnected, and their internal energy shot out from every crack in their bodies.

Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng!

When a muffled sound came from the underground, the sword light had already broken through the ground. It was as light as water and as dreamy as a dream. It suddenly shot from the side of the tower to the sky. The target of this sword was not Yan Donglou, but the one who formed the perfect structure.

The weakest among the demon envoys.

Even though the demon envoy was the weakest, and even though the sword was so sharp, when the sword light hit the edge of the formation, there was still a large amount of silver light scattered.

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However, Abbot Guoqing's sword was in his hand, and its power changed at any time. If he lost a point, he would make up for it. He used the dream mind method and the energy of Dantian to pour all his energy into the blade.

It seems that he only needs to use this sword, and then no matter what the situation is, he will not care about it.

The light of the sword was dim at first, and then bloomed.

A flash of blood appeared in the sky, and two corpses of Abbot Guoqing fell from the sky.

However, before they landed on the ground, the tall tower next to them suddenly twisted and expanded, like a dough sculpture being blown into a balloon, and then burst open with a sound of waves.

Turn into fly ash.

Abbot Guoqing looked up and saw that the clothes on his body were also affected, swelling and disappearing.

He quickly spit out the dentures. As soon as the dentures left his mouth, they immediately expanded and exploded.

"Be good..."

The old monk made a surprised sound as he fell.

The formation of the Thirteen Secret Killing Orders, after one person was missing, not only did it not become weaker, it actually became stronger.

The three red copper and amethyst arrows in Yan Donglou's hand had also dispersed and disappeared. He stopped spinning, with a determined smile on his face, and pounced down from the sky.

This is a decisive move that Yan Donglou understood after studying the magic arts.

There is an extremely strong image in the part of the magic power that he has comprehended, which means that when one is in a complete state, the power of separation cannot be fully exerted. Only when one encounters trauma and becomes incomplete can one's power be fully exerted.

You can take advantage of the situation to increase the power of separation to the limit.

At this moment, not only was the power of the formation at its strongest, but the discrete power of his ultimate magic skill had also reached its limit.

When he was in the Ming Dynasty, he always heard some remarks that people who were accustomed to using tricks must not be good at fighting.

Later, he went overseas and found that people overseas seemed to have this understanding. In a face-to-face fight, of the same magnitude, the person who prefers trickery would definitely fail first.

Then, those people were all defeated at the hands of Yan Donglou.

Fighting without a plan is just an excuse for his lack of intelligence. When he was defeated in the Ming Dynasty, he was also defeated at the hands of an extremely resourceful person.

Today, during the entire battle, he didn't even bother to say a word, but there were many mental games and calculations.

After all, just like what he had experienced thousands of times in the past, this time, he won again.

The foundation of his foothold was destroyed, but Baitong was still able to stand firmly in the air. He watched the killing power getting closer and closer to him. The protective spiritual power on his body had been dispersed, and there were signs on his clothes.

There were many weathered gaps, and even the skin on the face was dry and cracked.

But his hand on the bowstring still didn't let go.
To be continued...