The old immortal Nanhua finally appeared.

Perhaps it was because the guards around Da Qiao had already killed all the people, and there were no extra twists and turns, perhaps it was because of simple self-confidence.

Confident that no one in the world can do anything to him.

Excessive self-confidence is often also a villain and one of the essential psychological qualities.

Just as the old immortal Nanhua appeared, Chu He opened the void passage with the Haotian treasure mirror and led the soldiers of the 500 death camps to carry the ban formation base that had been prepared and landed at nine different places.

The Nine Palace Immortal Formation and Reverse Great Sumeru comes from the Shushan dungeon. Although this formation is slightly inferior to the Liangyi Micro-Dust Array, the conditions for setting up the array are much lower than that of the Liangyi Micro-Dust Array.

Once the formation is opened, the ten directions are blocked. Even with the power of Nanhua, it is not that simple to escape from the formation in a short period of time.

Just as the formation was covered, Nanhua had already reacted instantly and completely ignored the matter of killing Da Qiao. With a sword in his hand, a yellow turban giant appeared in the formation. With a brute force, he had to use the method of breaking the trick to directly destroy the entire formation.

Obviously, Nanhua knew that since the enemy was prepared, he would never just set up such a formation. There must be any basis for killing him.

Even if he has strong confidence in himself, Nanhua is not willing to take risks.

With the wave of Chu Hehao's Tian Bao Mirror, Da Qiao was already pulled out of the formation.

Hurry!

Black iron chains carved with talismans flew from all directions, entangling the Yellow Turban giants. Outside the formation, some giant pigs and dragons that were five or six feet long and a huge ancient elephant living in the Yangtze River Basin pulled the chains and kept running in all directions, trying to tear the huge Yellow Turban giant apart.

At the same time, the arrows came at once, almost covering the entire formation.

Round after round of volleys, it seemed that they would not stop.

The old immortals of Nanhua in the formation have sprinkled all the bean soldiers.

Continuously sacrifice the bean soldiers to quickly find out the flaws in the formation.

The old immortal Nanhua felt that something was wrong and did not dare to stay. He would have to break through the formation as soon as possible and escape from the sky.

"Senior Wang! Please take action! As long as Senior Wang restrains this flirting for a moment, after the matter is completed, I will definitely ask for merit for Senior Wang in front of King Wu." Chu He turned around and said to Wang Yue, who had been standing in a cold face with his sword weapon in his arms.

Wang Yue nodded, waved his hand and pulled out the sword, jumped into the formation, and headed straight towards Nanhua.

Just as Wang Yue rushed into the formation, Nanhua seemed to feel something.

As soon as he turned, the man had already merged with the Yellow Turban giant and punched him vigorously at the place where Wang Yue entered.

With Nanhua's control, the Yellow Turban Giant no longer has only brute force, but has truly both spiritual and physical, and has greatly increased its strength.

Such a punch has the power to destroy mountains and rivers. If it were not for the blockade of a large formation, such a force would be emitted, it would be afraid that several hills would be blown up.

Facing the straight punch of the Yellow Turban giant controlled by Nanhua, Wang Yue frowned and a hint of excitement surged on his face. Although Wang Yue, as the sword saint of the world, was in a bad state, he was never a timid person, and he was even brave enough to face challenges.

And at this moment, in his eyes, countless sword lights seemed to pass by.

In this moment, he could have countless ways to draw his sword, and every time he set out, he would guarantee that he would have the power to tear the sky.

But his sword move was very simple, just the most ordinary and ordinary move of flat thorn.

This flat thorn move is not a return to nature, but it runs through Wang Yue's sword will and integrates many sword techniques into it. A flat thorn move falls into Nanhua's eyes, but it has almost endless changes. Therefore, it is difficult to resist and I don't know how to resist.

At the end of the sword, it was as if the water flowing eastward and flowing into the ocean.

The sword energy first pierced the throat of the Yellow Turban giant, and before the Yellow Turban giant's fist came.

Even though the throat was pierced and half of the head had dissipated, the fist of the Yellow Turban giant was still rampant.

It seemed as if the sky had collapsed, and a punch continued to magnify in Wang Yue's eyes, as if you could see the scene that would happen when all the worlds were destroyed, the earth collapsed, the rivers collapsed, the sea boiled, and the sun and the moon fell.

But all of this is an illusion and falsehood.

Wang Yue's sword weapon in his hand danced into a ball, and the sword energy exploded like a chrysanthemum petals, shooting towards all directions.

Sword energy gathered in the void again, then crisscrossed, cutting the body of the Yellow Turban giant.

In the formation, Wang Yue fought with Nanhua, and outside the formation, Chu He was not idle either.

When the Haotian treasure mirror opened, although it could not communicate several time and space like the ancestor Changmei, and stack a large number of flying swords out of thin air. However, it could directly open the passage and move things in the distance.

Just as Chu He opened the passage above the formation, a large number of rains of arrows, throwing stones, evil curses, and spells fell down densely.

This is the attack launched by the King of Wu assembled his army.

If the army reaches 100,000, you can throw a whip and break the flow.

Although the army gathered by the King of Wu was only more than 10,000, the attacks launched by tens of thousands of people were directly concentrated by Chu He and the Haotian treasure mirror and fell into the formation. The power was still amazing.

Wang Yue had already prepared, and after forcing Nanhua with one sword, he quickly hid into the formation of Shengmen and was pulled out of the formation by Chu He using the Haotian treasure mirror.

Only Nanhua was left to resist the concentrated attacks issued by these tens of thousands of people.

The Yellow Turban Giant is like a mountain, constantly being attacked by a large number of concentrated attacks.

The old immortal Nanhua escaped from the body of the Yellow Turban giant with a pale face, and his body was constantly emitting fluctuations.

The power of mortals is extremely small in individuals, but when a large number of mortals are twisted together, even immortals and gods cannot ignore it.

"Who is the enemy of me? Who set up this formation?" In the formation, the old immortal Nanhua's voice was filled with grief and anger. He didn't even have time to use the innate Yishu to calculate who was targeting him and made such a question.

Chu He didn't answer, this was just an appetizer he prepared for the old immortal Nanhua.

The Haotian treasure mirror flashed, and a total of nine sprinkler trucks with water cannons were installed, landing in nine corners of the formation.

The soldiers of Wu State sitting in the car pressed the switch according to Chu He's previous teachings.

Woo...!

The blood-colored rain instantly sprinkled the space in the entire array without leaving a slight gap.

In such a bloody rain, the old immortal Nanhua could not escape his soul at all, and even some pure and spiritual magic weapons could not be used.

Without the cover of the Yellow Turban Giant, he was unable to escape with his soul.

The old immortal Nanhua, who was in a mess and covered in blood, let out a crazy and sharp roar.

"No matter who you are, I must kill you! I must pull out your soul, put it in the soul refining lamp, burn for a hundred years, and then I will let you die in ashes." Old Fairy Nanhua roared. But when his mouth opened and spoke, some liquid that had no choice would slide into his mouth, and he suddenly felt disgusted.

Although the old immortal Nanhua looked very embarrassed at this time, he did not hurt the foundation, but he still had the capital and confidence to turn the tables.
Chapter completed!