Chapter 202 Jedi!

If there are hundreds of ancient martial arts, Wang Baole and the others can ignore them, but with their cultivation base, they are enough to crush them.

It's just... After these hundreds of ancient warriors were assimilated by the big tree, the real breath of cultivation base exploded, which changed the expressions of the three people and caused a strong shock in their minds.

"This is tantamount to spreading the cultivation 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 is the big tree itself...!" Zhuo Yifan thought in his heart Shocked, and when horror appeared in his eyes, Wang Baole was short of breath, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth immediately.

"With such a cultivation base, puppets are used to besiege us, so obviously most of this big tree's cultivation base is used to bless the cloud and mist seal. This may be the only chance..." Wang Baole's words made Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng feel like they had a relationship. Thinking about it, but there was no time to think about it. When those puppets rushed, they retreated rapidly.

Since they can only rely on the airship to fly, but these puppets are not, so the air battle is obviously extremely disadvantageous to the three of them, so at this moment of retreat, the three of them all went straight to the jungle below at the same time!

In the whistling, as they landed, these hundreds of puppets with expressionless faces had already chased after them.

The speed is so fast that there is a sound of piercing through the air, and the moment is approaching!

In the roar, they fought with Wang Baole and the three of them directly. Zhuo Yifan, as a Zhanwu Pavilion, had a good shot, and his spells shone out in the middle of the strokes to fight against the enemies.

But spells are not his main means of attack. As a monk in Zhanwu Pavilion, he prefers to fight people in close quarters. With the spread of spells at this moment, his eyes showed fighting intent, he jumped up and took out a big purple sword , at the same time that the eyes were strange, an illusory shadow appeared behind it, as if summoning the body of the previous life, after merging with him, it seemed to be transformed into a god of war, roaring, and directly rushed to kill.

With a sword slashing down, the three puppets in front of him suddenly shook violently and shattered, while Zhuo Yifan's shot did not stop, and there were wind blades whistling out during the strokes. The sword rushed out.

Wherever they passed, those true breath puppet monks were unable to resist, and they either retreated or collapsed!

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

As for Zhao Yameng, she is a genius in formations. Although she is pale at the moment, the formations appear out of thin air and cover all directions. On the one hand, she will bless Wang Baole and Zhuo Yifan. The enemy is weakened.

If it was just this, it would not reflect her strength. As she swung her hands rapidly, formations appeared one after another, descending out of thin air.

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

In a short period of time, a large formation was set up. Among the true breath monks in the four main avenues, those who can do it like Zhao Yameng are very rare!

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

"Array, turn!" With Zhao Yameng's coquettish scolding, all the formations in the surrounding area immediately turned around, and every time two formations overlapped, the puppet monks within its range would shake violently.

Seen from a distance, these formations radiate light, like bright lines, permeating all directions, and often every two lines intersect, can form the power of beheading, and the lethality is extremely powerful!

Even if there are some puppets, Zhao Yameng's formation is difficult to kill in an instant, but it can make the opponent stop, so that the rhythm of the entire battlefield is under her control, and with Zhuo Yifan's big sword and technique, it makes those puppets Hundreds of puppets rushing forward, stalled! !

It is obviously impossible for the two of them to have run-in and try. This attack should be regarded as the first time they have cooperated, but they cooperated extremely tacitly.

Zhao Yameng's formation traps the enemy, like an auxiliary, which has both lethality and influence on the enemy, while Zhuo Yifan's shots are sharp, the lethality is amazing, and it is even more sensitive!

At the same time, Wang Baole's eyes showed brilliance, and after stepping out of the body, he raised his right hand violently and swung it high, growling in his mouth.

"Arc flash!" Suddenly an arc of lightning appeared in his palm.

As soon as the flash arc came out, a dazzling light immediately burst out, piercing through the eyebrows of a monk in an instant, jumping and flying up after piercing directly, and rushing to the next person, the speed was much faster than that of Zhuo Yifan. , making the cooperation between Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, with the addition of Wang Baole, its power skyrocketed again!

In particular, this arc of flashes seems to never end. Under this continuous flashing, it even began to split. At first, there was only one arc, but ten or more appeared soon, causing the entire battlefield to spread dazzling arcs in all directions!

The battlefield was even more roaring and reverberating.

But Wang Baole's shot did not end, he adjusted his breathing, and raised his left hand high again under this crisis.

"Flame!" As his voice echoed, a sea of ​​flames roared out in front of him. Wherever he passed, it seemed to form a wall of flames, roaring towards the front like mountains and seas, causing the bodies of the puppet monks to tremble. He was thrown back directly.

If the arc is said to attack with points, then this flame storm is to sweep with faces!

It's just that those hundreds of puppet monks, seeing that they couldn't attack for a long time, actually had blue light shining on each other, and they suddenly turned into leaves formed by magic techniques, and went straight to Wang Baole and the other three like flying swords.

"Magic weapon?" Looking at those leaves and flying swords, Wang Baole stared. As a soldier of Magic Weapon Pavilion, Wang Baole naturally has no shortage of magic weapons.

"Lingbao!!" He roared, and immediately dozens of Lingbao exploded all over the sky, including big seals, ropes, mirrors, flying swords, etc., forming a storm around him, blocking the leaves and flying swords , forming a loud roar.

All of a sudden, the three of them shot at the same time, and with the superposition of power, they showed an astonishing aura. From a distance, their cooperation was actually perfect! !

Zhao Ya was sleepy, Zhuo Yifan killed, and Wang Baole was like a sorcerer. His technique was even stronger than Zhuo Yifan's lethality. To some extent, the three of them turned this battlefield into two area!

In the outer area, Wang Baole's technique roared, making it difficult for the enemy to get close. As for the inner area, Zhuo Yifan shot sharply and killed all the fish that escaped the net. As for Zhao Yameng, his formation covered the inside and outside. The three of them are like ducks in water, and they cooperate with each other more harmoniously.

In this scene, although the three of them had accidents, they were not many. In fact, this is the strength of Misty Daoist Academy, and it is also the philosophy of Misty Daoist Academy. They don't mind the appearance of individual heroes, but they advocate mutual cooperation. From the department of the island to the pavilion of Shangyuan Island, what the students have learned can complement each other, so that when they make a move, they can form superimposed and explosive power!

But Wang Baole's attack was still going on. He even took out some magic weapons and threw them directly to Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng. After the storm formed by Lingbao appeared around them, the scabbard in Wang Baole's body also shook. , Nine mosquitoes also flew out one after another. On the one hand, they produced lethality on this battlefield, and on the other hand, they provided Wang Baole with an all-round perspective.

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

Carrying it on their shoulders, they fired directly, and the booming sound reverberated in the sky. The three of them retreated while shooting. Even if they didn't see any chance of escape, no one would catch them without a fight until the end.

"Kill the students and monks of Misty Daoist Academy, they are dead, what we need to do is destroy their bodies!!" Wang Baole said loudly while backing up.

Zhuo Yifan remained silent. He understood that this was the only way to save himself. It was obvious that the behind-the-scenes of all this did not want what happened here to be spread outside, so the purpose must be to assimilate the three of them. This kind of assimilation, the other party must have There is also a way to prevent outsiders from seeing the changes for a short time. In this way, after the matter is over, they who go out are no longer the same as they used to be!

As for Wang Baole's proposal, the purpose of destroying the bodies of the students and monks of Misty Dao Academy was to make them unable to return on time and make the Dao Academy alert.

He understood the truth, but he was still a little hesitant to make a real move, but Zhao Yameng's eyes flashed, and he made a decisive move immediately. The focus was on the students from Xiayuan Island and the two monks from Zhanwu Pavilion.

But soon, the faces of the three of them became even paler. Although their shots were still sharp, they put more energy into retreating. It really was...whether it was the three Misty Taoist students and monks, or other puppet monks. , no matter what kind of injury he received before, even if his body collapsed, in the blink of an eye, branches and branches drilled out of his body, reconnecting the flesh and blood together! !

The wound healed quickly, and he continued to charge forward unscathed.

It's just that this place is sealed, even if Wang Baole and the three retreat, it will not help in the end. Now anxious, the three looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.

"Scatter and escape, if anyone can escape, immediately ask for help from the monastery!!" Zhao Yameng broke his mouth decisively, swayed and went straight to the distant jungle, Zhuo Yifan also gritted his teeth fiercely, and walked away in an instant.

At this moment, Wang Baole's heart beat faster, life and death permeated the air, and he unfolded at full speed as if hearing the words, and his body was like a flying meat ball, rushing towards the earth and jungle in an instant.

Almost at the moment when they dispersed, the huge tree hand trembled a few times, and the bodies of the puppet monks around them trembled, showing the intention of listening. Soon, their eyes showed a cold light at the same time, divided into three groups, and turned towards the three people. chase!