Chapter 1395 A Trace of Fear

Seventy-seven forty-nine days passed.

Zhou Shuduan sat in the formation with a calm expression.

Of the nine layers of formations around him, only the most core two-fold sword formation remained, with a range of only about three miles. The other formations were all broken by the elves, and all the puppets of Yuanli he condensed were also destroyed.

The loss is not insignificant.

The battle was fierce, those elves were powerful, they could control three of the five elements between heaven and earth, they frequently took out the aura of the place, which also made many formulas ineffective, and most of them had mastered the advanced formulas of their respective sects, which were much easier to use than immortal cultivators. They must be stronger, and more importantly, they are not afraid of life and death, and many forces have no effect on them. Only the power of Tao and formations can hurt them.

The Wanli Snowfield at this time is quite different from before.

The ground sank for nearly ten miles, with gullies everywhere and water flowing everywhere. The once pure glacier has become a mess, while the formation controlled by Zhou Shu hangs high in the air without relying on the ground at all. The flying swords and formation symbols are all suspended in the air And stand, relying on Zhou Shu's own strength to maintain.

One person maintains many large formations, and also has to deal with the never-ending attacks of the elves, Yuanli, etc. Not to mention, with his soul of the eighth level of the Tribulation Realm, he feels a little exhausted.

However, his opponent is not easy either.

The elves were exhausted. Most of the original qi in their bodies had been exhausted by Zhou Shu's efforts, and the surrounding auras of the five elements had also been exhausted. Even within hundreds of thousands of miles, no suitable aura could be found. , now can only be said to be lingering.

Feng Ling was no longer berserk, as if he had lost his soul, "Damn it! This guy is too difficult to deal with! There is only this little thing left of my origin gathered over tens of thousands of years. If I want to make up for it, I will have to live again." It will take ten thousand years."

"It's difficult to deal with."

The wood spirit took a breath, "But our victory is within sight. Without formations, the abilities this guy can use should be limited. Let's work harder."

Earth Spirit stared at the sword formation, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity we don't have gold spirits and fire spirits, otherwise his sword formation will never be better."

"Continue to fight, there will always be a time to wear it off."

The black stone spirit raised his hand, and several peaks stood up behind him, charging towards the sword array.

As soon as he rushed to the edge of the formation, he was smashed to pieces by dozens of flying swords flying out, and rubble fell on the ground.

"Come again."

The water-spirited beauty let out a coquettish cry, and disappeared into the air.

In the blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down, but the raindrops hung in the air and did not fall.

After knowing it, Feng Ling disappeared, and the gust of wind rose immediately, rolling raindrops into the formation.

Zhou Shu frowned slightly. Compared with an elf's attack, this kind of cooperation made him feel tricky.

The raindrops are pervasive, soft and firm, and can change shape at any time. It is a big test for the defense of the formation, but once the raindrops enter the formation, the wind spirit will also enter. More importantly, as long as there are more raindrops entering, the elves The main body can also be revived in raindrops.

At that time, it was tantamount to being dead in name only.

Zhou Shu's body didn't move, and bursts of light kept flashing, forming a light mask on his body in the blink of an eye, which was the extremely pure power of Shu, condensed into essence.

The body trembled slightly, and the mask continued to spread out, and soon surrounded the double sword array, guarding it extremely tightly.

Clap clap!

The crisp sound was like beads falling on a jade plate, hitting the protective cover little by little, but despite the strong wind and rain, the protective cover, which was less than a trace of thickness, remained motionless, and no raindrops could seep into it.

After persisting for hundreds of breaths, the rain dispersed and the wind stopped.

The water-spirited beauty showed her figure, and shook her head resentfully, "No."

Feng Ling sighed secretly, "This guy... I don't know what that power is, not a drop of water can get in, not even a breath of wind can blow in, how can there be such a power in the world, even if it is the original power, I can grind it in of."

"It's the power of Tao."

The wood spirit looked solemn, "But it's not any kind of Tao power we know."

"That's right, if it's the power of ordinary Dao, it wouldn't be like this," the old man of Earth Spirit said slowly. If you have the Dao, you can find a way to restrain the target, but he...not to mention the Dao, but that Dao doesn’t seem to have any weaknesses, I really don’t know how he got it.”

Shi Ling didn't say a word, just continued to erect the stone mountain to attack, repeated defeats, repeated defeats, repeated defeats.

The power of Shu created by Zhou Shu is their insurmountable peak.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhou Shu to maintain the power of Tao all the time, so he can only release it from time to time.

Seemingly thinking of something, the beauty of Shui Ling shouted into the distance, "Why don't you do anything? This is your territory."

Among the snow and ice in the distance, Xue Nu stood quietly, like a snow statue.

Since she started attacking the formation, she didn't say a word, and she didn't participate in the attack. It seemed that everything had nothing to do with her, and she just kept watching.

Her actions like this naturally distanced her from the other elves.

The elves are different from human immortal cultivators, they are not intrigues, they don't pay too much attention to this, and they still keep attacking. If such a thing is placed on immortal cultivators, if one person doesn't do it, the others will never do it .

Hearing Shui Ling's shout, Xue Nu still didn't say anything, which made Shui Ling quite angry, and shouted a few more times.

"never mind."

Mu Ling shook his head, "She has her own ideas, so don't force her."

Shui Ling was a little annoyed, "Hmph, after we break the formation, we won't allow her to participate in the test of the spirit."

Mu Ling said lightly, "It doesn't matter if you say it, only the divine weapon can make the decision."

Feng Ling walked over and said very dissatisfied, "Then why are we working so hard? If the artifact picks her up, wouldn't it be a waste of effort."

"That was her chance, too."

The elder Earth Spirit said slowly, "Stop arguing. Besides, we can't drive her away. There's ice and snow everywhere here. If she fights against us, it will be even more troublesome. That's fine."

Shui Ling glanced at Xue Nu, gradually suppressed her anger, lowered her head, and sighed softly, "Speaking of which, we still don't know what kind of artifact it is."

The wood spirit thought for a while and said, "Since the beginning of the world, there are less than 20 known artifacts in the Xuanhuang world, more than half of them have left the world, and three of them are confirmed to have owners. I found it inside."

Feng Ling shook his head and said, "I heard that the Kunlun Mirror, Conferred God Brush and Demon Refining Pot have been destroyed, so that doesn't count."

The old man of the earth spirit seemed to be thinking, "That is to say, the wheel of the five elements, the map of mountains and rivers, and the Xuanyuan sword must be one of the three."

"It would be great if it was a five-element wheel."

Shui Ling raised his head, his face flushed with excitement, "That may be the most suitable artifact for us."

Mu Ling's eyes sparkled, "I think so, the reason why Tiandao told us may also be because this artifact is the five-element wheel."

"Everything is fine."

Feng Ling is free and easy, "As long as it's not the demon refining pot."

"Don't talk nonsense, how could it be it!"

Several elves scolded together, with a trace of fear unconsciously showing on their faces.