If there are hundreds of ancient martial arts, Wang Baole and the other two can ignore it. With their cultivation level, they can be crushed.

But... the true breath cultivation level that these hundreds of ancient martial artists burst out after being assimilated by the big tree made the three of them change their faces and their minds trembled strongly.

"This is equivalent to dispersing the cultivation level of the big tree on these hundreds of people, so that they can show the power of true breath... From this point of view, what kind of cultivation level is this big tree itself?" Zhuo Yifan's heart was shocked, and when horror appeared in his eyes, Wang Baole's breathing was rapid, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke immediately.

"If you use puppets to siege us in this cultivation, then it is obvious that most of the cultivation of this big tree is used to bless the cloud seal. This may be the only opportunity..." Wang Baole's words made Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng think, but they didn't have time to think too much. When the puppets rushed over, they quickly retreated.

Because they could only rely on airships to fly, but these puppets were not the case, air combat was obviously extremely unfavorable to the three of them. So when the three of them retreated, they all rushed straight to the jungle below!

As they roared, as they landed, hundreds of expressionless puppets were already chasing them.

The speed is so fast that it makes the sound of breaking through the air and approaches in an instant!

In the roar, he fought with Wang Baole and the other two. Zhuo Yifan, as the Battle of Wu Pavilion, made great moves. During the tricks, magic shone out to fight against the enemies.

But spells were not his main attack method. As a monk of the Zhanwu Pavilion, he prefers to fight in close combat. At this moment, as the magic spread, his eyes showed fighting spirit, his body jumped up, took out a purple sword, and while his eyes showed a strange light, an illusory shadow appeared behind it, as if he had summoned his previous life body. After merging with him, he seemed to transform into a war god, roared and rushed directly over.

With one sword, the three puppets in front of him suddenly shook violently and broke out directly. Zhuo Yifan's move did not stop. During the gesture, wind blades roared out. When he swept across the four directions, he raised his sword and rushed out again.

Wherever they passed, those true breath puppet monks could not resist, either retreating or collapsed!

For a moment, Zhuo Yifan was like a chariot, shocking all directions and showing amazing combat power far beyond his ordinary peers.

As for Zhao Yameng, she is a genius in the formation. Although her face is pale at this moment, when she waves her hands, the formation appears out of thin air and covers all directions. On the one hand, she blesses Wang Baole and Zhuo Yifan, and on the other hand, she weakens all enemies.

If this were the case, her strength would not be reflected. As she waved her hands quickly, one formation after another appeared one after another and came out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a hundred different formations of different sizes, falling in all directions, seemingly scattered, but they are connected to each other, just like a combination, forming a large formation!!

In just a short time, a large formation was arranged. Looking at the true breath monks in the four major Taoist temples, there are very few people who can do this like Zhao Yameng!

After all, she is... a natural spirit!

"Formation, turn!" With Zhao Yameng's scream, the formations around immediately turned. Every time the two formations overlapped, the puppet monks within their range would have their bodies trembling.

From a distance, these formations emit light, like bright lines, spreading everywhere. Often, every two lines interlaced, can form a killing power, with extremely lethality!

Even if there are some puppets, Zhao Yameng's formation is difficult to kill in an instant, but it can make the opponent pause, making the rhythm of the entire battlefield within her control. With Zhuo Yifan's big sword and magic, the hundreds of puppets that rushed towards him were in a stagnant situation!!

It is obviously impossible for the two of them to go through and try. This time, this move should be considered the first time to cooperate, but they cooperated very well.

Zhao Yameng's formation traps the enemy, which looks like an auxiliary, which has both lethality and influence on the enemy. Zhuo Yifan's move is sharp, with amazing lethality and even more keenness!

At the same time, Wang Baole's eyes showed a splendor. After stepping out, he raised his right hand and waved it, and growled in his mouth.

"Arc flash!" An arc of lightning suddenly appeared in his palm.

As soon as the flashing arc came out, a dazzling light burst out, and rushed out into the eyebrows of a monk in an instant, pierced through, jumped up, and rushed towards the next person. The speed was so fast that it was much faster than Zhuo Yifan. It was traversing in all directions for a while, causing the cooperation between Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng to surge again with Wang Baole's joining!

Especially this flash arc seems to not end. With the continuous flashing, it even began to split. At first, it was just one, but soon ten or even more appeared, causing the entire battlefield to spread dazzling flash arcs in all directions!

The battlefield was even more roaring.

Wang Baole's move was not over. He adjusted his breathing and raised it high again under the crisis with his left hand gesture.

"Flame Raid!" As his voice echoed, a sea of ​​fire suddenly roared out in front of him. Wherever he passed, it seemed like a wall of fire was formed, and it blasted towards the front, causing the bodies of puppet monks to tremble and were directly lifted back.

If the flashing arc is attacking with points, then the flame storm is scanning with the surface!

However, the hundreds of puppet monks, who could not catch up for a long time, had a blue light shining with each other, and suddenly turned into leaves formed by magic, heading straight for Wang Baole and the other two like flying swords.

"Magic weapons?" Looking at the flying swords of leaves, Wang Baole glared. As a soldier in the Magic Army Pavilion, Wang Baole naturally has no shortage of magic weapons.

"Lingbao!!" He roared, and immediately dozens of spiritual treasures burst into the sky, with seals, ropes, mirrors, flying swords, etc. inside, forming a storm around him, blocking the flying swords of leaves and forming a loud roar.

For a moment, the three of them took action at the same time, and with the superposition of power, they showed an amazing momentum. From a distance, their cooperation was perfect!!

Zhao Yameng was trapped, Zhuo Yifan was killed, and Wang Baole was like a mage, and his magic was even stronger than Zhuo Yifan's lethality. To some extent, the three of them turned this battlefield into two areas inside and outside!

In the external area, Wang Baole's magic roared, making it difficult for the enemy to get close. As for the internal area, Zhuo Yifan made a sharp move and killed all the fish that rushed into the nearest. As for Zhao Yameng, his formation covered the inside and outside, and with constant cooperation and assistance, the three of them were like fish in water and cooperated more harmoniously with each other.

Although the three of them were surprised in this scene, there were not many. In fact, this is the power of Piaomiao Taoist Court and the concept of Piaomiao Taoist Court. They do not mind the appearance of personal heroes, but they advocate mutual cooperation. From the department of the Lower Yuan Island to the Pavilion of the Upper Yuan Island, what students learn can complement each other, so that when they take action, they can form a superimposed and sudden increase force!

Wang Baole's move continued, and he even took out some magic weapons and threw them directly to Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, causing the storm of spiritual treasures to appear around them. After the scabbard inside Wang Baole's body was also shaken, and nine mosquitoes flew out one after another. On the one hand, they produced lethal power on this battlefield, and on the other hand, they provided Wang Baole with a comprehensive perspective.

It was also at this time that Wang Baole took out his... Baole cannon!

Carrying on his shoulders, firing directly, the sound of a thunderous echoes. The three of them took action and retreated. Even if they couldn't see any chance to escape, no one would surrender until the end.

"Kill the students and monks of Piaomiao Taoist Academy, they are dead. All we have to do is to destroy their bodies!!" Wang Baole retreated and spoke loudly.

Zhuo Yifan was silent. He understood that this was the only way to save himself. It was obvious that the latter of all this did not want the matter here to be transmitted outside, so his purpose must be to assimilate the three of them. In this way, the other party must have a way to make outsiders unable to see the changes in this way. In this way, after the matter is over, they are no longer the same as they were before!

As for Wang Baole's proposal, the purpose of destroying the bodies of the students and monks in Piaomiao Taoist Court was to prevent them from returning on time and make the Taoist Court alert.

He understood the truth, but he was still a little hesitant when he actually took action, but Zhao Yameng's eyes flashed and he took action immediately with great decisiveness. The key point was the students of Xiayuan Island and the two monks of the War Martial Pavilion.

But soon, the three of them looked paler. Although the move was still sharp, they put more energy on the retreat. It was really... Whether it was the three students and monks of Piaomiao Taoist Academy, or other puppet monks, no matter what kind of damage they had suffered before, even if their bodies collapsed, in a blink of an eye, branches emerged from their bodies, connecting the flesh and blood again!!

Soon the wound healed and continued to rush over without any damage.

However, this place was sealed, even if Wang Baole and the other two retreated, they would not help in the end. At this moment, they were anxious, and the three of them looked at each other and saw the decisiveness in their eyes.

"Escape in dispersion. Once someone can escape, ask for help from the Taoist court immediately!!" Zhao Yameng spoke decisively, and his body shook straight to the jungle in the distance. Zhuo Yifan also gritted his teeth and left in an instant.

Wang Baole's heart was beating faster at this moment, and the crisis of life and death spread. He spread his full speed as if he heard this. His body suddenly became like a rolling ball of flesh, and instantly rushed to the jungle of the earth.
Chapter completed!