God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 392: White-hot

The killing sound shook the sky above the Iron Lang Peak. Hundreds of Chaos Pavilion disciples frantically attacked outside the mountain protection formation. All kinds of talisman were thrown to the protection formation without money.

"Damn it, this circle is so strong, which **** made it?"

A disciple of Primal Chaos Pavilion cursed loudly and exploded the last fireball talisman in the large array mask, and the defensive mask did not even shake. This Jizhu disciple sacrificed a magic weapon and slashed towards the great formation. After slashing a few swords, this guy suddenly had an idea and shouted at a nearby fellow riding a flying mount: "You, go find more When some people come and attack a place at the same time, I don’t believe I can’t break this tortoise shell!"

"Brother is wise!"

"Nonsense, hurry up and find someone, the more the better!"

The flattering junior soon recruited more than two dozen fellow students. This Zhuji disciple was overjoyed and said, "Everyone will follow me and attack the same place at the same time!"

Everyone agreed in unison!

Boom! Dozens of magic weapons blasted on the large array at the same time, and the mask of the magic array shook violently.

"Haha, just like that, I don't believe that I can't open it, everyone work harder!" The foundation-building disciple laughed triumphantly.

Seeing that the effect is remarkable, more disciples joined the ranks of the attack, the number quickly increased to nearly 50, and dozens of magic weapons were shot at the same time.

Boom! With a stronger explosion, the mountain guard array shook violently again, and the disciples couldn't help cheering in unison.

"Come again!" The Ji-Zhu Ji disciple exclaimed excitedly, as if he had become the leader of the crowd. As long as he broke the mountain protection formation, it would be a great contribution.

Boom boom boom...

Before these people had time to launch a third attack, twelve beams of destructive aura blasted out of the dense fog, instantly piercing the dense formation of more than fifty people, and some people did not even have time to scream. He was blown to pieces, including the leader.

After the twelve-door Linggang heavy artillery raged, Mizaza's formation was originally empty, and only a dozen disciples remained alone in the air. Everyone looked at each other stupidly.

"Ah!" A guy with a broken leg was the first to scream, and the scream immediately spread like a plague. Several disciples of the Ning Ling stage who had their mounts maimed by the bombing fell directly onto the defensive mask, and they were immediately crushed into a mass of meat by countless sword shadows. The few disciples who were lucky enough not to be injured fled in horror.

"Asshole, who made you gather in one place!" In the distance, a Hundange Jindan who was fighting with Yuzhenzi and Wenyue was almost about to yell at him. His distraction suddenly made his chest In the sword.

Li Xiangjun stood gracefully on the square of the Shenlei Temple, his mouth curled up, and praised Yu Jia and the others: "Good job, just like that, hit a crowded place!"

"Yes, incense lord!" Yujia and the others respectfully agreed in unison, with sickly excitement on their pretty faces.

At this time, a dark fragrance woman rushed over and said in a panic: "Fragrant Lord, Shi Tai said that the transfer of flowers and trees has been destroyed for more than half, and it will not last long!"

"Why, even if the mountain protection formation is broken, we still have a sword formation!" Li Xiangjun calmly shouted: "Let everyone be prepared for the battle!"

From the beginning of lure the enemy to attack, follow Shi Nai to kill Shi Nai, and then to order everyone to defend and counterattack step by step, Li Xiangjun has performed very well, and everyone is now fully commanding her. Implementation, even Ning Zhongtian and others are obedient.

Outside the big formation, Yuen Long took out a pill of gathering spirits, and stared at the unbreakable mountain protection formation with a gloomy expression. He obviously didn't expect the defense of the mountain protection formation to be so abnormal. Everyone smashed it. Without the magic talisman, he slashed and slashed frantically for nearly half an hour, but failed to break the magic circle, but his team was damaged repeatedly. The enemy's defensive counterattack was carried out in an orderly manner, and Yuen Long was sure that there was an excellent commander in the enemy's formation.

"Elder Yuan, what do you do now?" Liu Sen asked with an ugly expression.

Liu Sen is one of the four middle golden core elders of the Chaos Pavilion, and the other middle golden core elder who came with him has died in a joint attack by Ning Zhongtian and others not long ago.

From the beginning of the battle, the Chaos Pavilion lost a late Jindan master, which had a huge blow to their morale and strength. Then Yuen Long made a wrong decision in furious, letting everyone start The fierce attack resulted in a middle Jindan elder repeating the mistakes of Shi Nai. After learning the lesson, Yuen Long asked all the golden cores to be concentrated in one place to prevent them from being destroyed. However, in this way, Ning Zhongtian and others cunningly dispersed to snipe the foundation-building disciples, so angry that the chaos pavilion's golden cores The master vomits blood.

The Jindan masters in the Chaos Pavilion watched the disciples being slaughtered like melons and vegetables, and finally couldn't help but leave the camp to take action, but as soon as they were alone, Ning Zhongtian and others immediately rushed out of the formation. Killing, he didn't look right and hid back in the big formation, so angry that the masters of Chaos Pavilion scolded his mother. Yu Mako waited, but no matter how bad your scolding was, he still eats when you can eat, hides when you can't eat, and cooperates more and more tacitly.

After the death of three golden cores, all the golden core masters in Chaos Pavilion didn't dare to attack alone. They began to work in groups of two or three. Ning Zhongtian and others could not get the benefits and chose ordinary disciples to start.

"We can't break this mountain protection formation, we can't win at all!" An early Jindan elder said angrily.

"Let everyone retreat!" Yuen Long said flatly.

"Stop playing?"

Everyone can't help but ask in surprise, after paying such a big price, this time should be when the big formation is broken in one effort, everyone obviously feels that the defense of the big formation has dropped greatly.

Yuen Long said indifferently: "The elder remembers that we also have Linggang heavy artillery on the mountain. We send people back to get all of them. Also, immediately order people to collect a large number of magic charms in the city. The more the better!"

Obviously, Yuen Long is going to use a large amount of spirit crystals to smash the mountain guard formation!

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Donghua Jiufeng is located in the mountains fifty miles east of Youri City. It is the tallest mountain within a hundred miles. It is majestic and majestic, with a dragon and a tiger. There are eight short mountain peaks next to them, which are in the shape of stars arching over the moon, deep valleys in the mountains, waterfalls and springs, and ancient trees repaired. They do not show a kind of deep atmosphere. They are not comparable to a small place like Tielang Peak.

The Gate of Chaos Pavilion is located on the main peak of Donghua Nine Peaks. As the leading second-rate force near Youri City, it is not an exaggeration to occupy such a blessed place.

In a valley more than ten miles northeast of Donghua Peak, Fan Jian and others are hiding in it.

"Brother Jian, what should I do now?" The big club was anxiously scratching his head and walking around carrying the three hundred catties of mace.

Fan Jian lay on a rock with a blade of grass in his arms, holding a broken sword and swaying Erlang's legs. Wu Yanshou sat cross-legged calmly, closing his eyes to rest.

"I'm almost dying, why don't you talk? Old witch, you say, how do you sneak attack in this big day? I'm really mad at me, that...what willow? This **** bitch, let me I caught her and **** her with a 300-jin stick!"

The big stick smashed the ground a few times with a stick, and pierced a large hole half a meter into the ground. A nearby Shao family's spirit-refining low man couldn't help but stunned secretly. It's all rotten!

The mission of Fan Jian’s team is to sneak attack on Chaos Pavilion’s lair, and let the Chaos Pavilion disciples who attacked Iron Langfeng ignore it. However, the news was leaked, and the plan was forced to start early, so it’s late now, no Under the cover of the night, the sneak attack was extremely difficult, and Fan Jian had to wait.

"Rather than just waiting here, I might as well rush back to Iron Lang to help!" Big Bangmao complained, sitting beside Fan Jian with a big butt.

"Stay away, so that you don't have to fart to smoke Laozi!" Fan Jian kicked on the big **** of Big Bangma.

"Big brother, I just fart occasionally, OK!"

"Fuck off, do you fart more than a dozen times a day?"

"That's such an exaggeration, only five were released today!" Bangmao touched his belly and said depressed.

"Five loud farts. It's hard to tell if there are no loud farts. Ask the old witch, you have let off the poison a few times!"

"Well, I admit, there are eight in total!"

"Nine!"

The Shao family's children all around couldn't help being full of black lines, and they couldn't bear the two tricks. This is *slappers, genuine goods!

At this time, a Tianfeng carving dexterously landed in the valley, and a figure on the carving's back fell to the ground as light as a remnant leaf, and hurried towards Fan Jian and the three people. Big Bangmaul was suddenly shaken, and he greeted him and shouted: "Chang, how is the situation on Iron Lang Peak now?"

Chang Ru and Wu Chao were both brought out by Chu Jun in the Ancient Plains. They are good at scout work. Chu Jun also intends to train them to develop in this direction. At the beginning, the foundation fruits were eaten the most for them. Now they The foundation has been built.

Chang Shao calmly said: "Chaos Pavilion sent a total of 13 Golden Cores and nearly 300 disciples to besiege Iron Lang Peak. The specific situation is not clear, but the offensive is quite fierce. I am afraid that the mountain protection formation will not last long. , Wu Chao is still scouting there!"

"Thirteen golden pills?" Wu Yanshou blurted out, frowning and pondering for a while before asking, "Is the old demon Hun Yuan?"

"That's not true, otherwise the mountain gate may not be kept!" Chang Sha said with a solemn expression.

"The situation is a bit bad. The old demon has probably gone to the spirit mine, and has now been fighting with the boss!" Fan Jian spit out the grass in his mouth and sat up.

The big club was anxious, and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Go back and help, or if someone else’s nest fails, your own nest will be captured!"

"No, although we have a large number of people, but the cultivation level is not good, we can't help much when we go back!"

"Then are we waiting here stupidly?" Big Bangmao shouted angrily with wide mung bean eyes.

"There are only 17 golden pills in Chaos Pavilion, 13 of them went to Iron Lang Peak, and there are at least two spirit mines, so there are at most two golden pills left on Donghua Peak!" Wu Yanshou calmly analyzed. .

Chang Xie's eyes flashed: "You mean to continue to attack Donghua Peak?"

The big mallet immediately seemed like a chicken blood~ IndoMTL.com~ shouted: "It should have been done this long ago, *!"

"The three bosses, what if the old demon is in Donghua Peak?" a Shao family asked anxiously.

"This is impossible. If the old demon is not in Iron Lang Peak, then he must have gone to the spirit mine!" Fan Jian said very positively.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's fight, my club is already hungry and thirsty!"

"Look at the situation and talk about it!" Wu Yanshou shook his head.

"Then I will go back to find out the news!" Chang Xie leaped up to the sky and left quickly.

Just after leaving for a while, Chang Yi returned!

"Old Chang, what happened?" Wu Yanshou asked hurriedly.

"Five Chaos Pavilion disciples are flying here. They should have returned from Iron Lang Peak!"

Fan Jian's eyes lit up, and he said: "It's wonderful, ready to attack the mountain!"