Chapter 762: The Death of 5 Offerings

Dozens of flaming dragons raged violently within the formation.

Shuttle between the commander of Situ and the five worships.

The two of them, worthy of being the powerhouses of the Celestial Realm, were still able to support them.

Commanded by Situ, the swordsmanship of the wind has drawn countless sword shadows.

In the shadow of the sword, the wind was fierce.

Five worship, palms out together, a gust of wind emitting a strange light, moving with his hands.

"Is this kid a monster? He actually controls three powerful flames in the world."

Wu Zong's face was extremely ugly.

In fact, Xiao Yi controls four kinds of powerful flames in the world.

However, the Ten Realms Extinguishing Fire was regarded by them as a flame derived from the Ten Realms Extinguishing Formation, and they did not know that Xiao Yi also controlled this kind of flame.

"Humph." Commander Situ snorted coldly, his sword sharp astonishing.

"This formation is so powerful that it reaches the power of the celestial realm. Every minute and every second, it is consuming a great amount of Yuan force."

"This kid is only at the sixth level of the earth's extreme, and he won't be able to support it for long."

"When his Yuan strength is exhausted, this formation will be self-defeating."

"At that time, he will have to be slashed with a thousand swords."

Commander Situ's killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Not only to kill him." Wu Zong sneered.

"This kid has a lot of treasures on his body, Jie Jie, it will all belong to us later."

The two smirked.

But he didn't realize that Xiao Yi in the distance had extremely cold eyes.

"Want my life, my baby?" Xiao Yi sneered.

"Let's talk about your life."

"Boy, are you still bluffing?" Commander Situ gave a grim smile.

"Really?" Xiao Yi's face was indifferent, and a jug-like object suddenly appeared in his hand.

As soon as the jug came out, a terrifying aura of astral wind was revealed.

"Wind Sacred Pot?" Commander Situ's face changed drastically.

"How come the Holy Wind Pot is in your hands?"

As the commander of the Wind Saint Guard, he recognized the Wind Saint Pot at a glance.

"So it is." Commander Situ's face was extremely cold.

"You killed the holy guard of the wind that chased and killed Liefengmen."

Counting the previous three, a total of four Feng Shengwei died in Xiao Yi's hands.

Feng Shengwei, as the most elite warrior force under the Fengsheng Empire, is not many in number.

Four died in Xiao Yi's hands at once, no wonder Commander Situ was gnashing his teeth at this moment.

"What about the holy pot of wind?" Wu Zongyi was not afraid.

"The holy pot of wind has been lost for many years, and the power inside is probably already lost."

"You can't help us."

Xiao Yi said nothing, and a stream of light from the holy pot of wind in his hand shot out.

The speed of the streamer is extremely fast.

"What a terrifying streamer." Commander Situ and Wu Feng subconsciously wanted to avoid.

The perception of the Celestial Realm powerhouse is extremely sensitive.

It's just that they are being entangled by dozens of flame dragons, and they can't escape at all.

Whoosh... The streamer flashed by, instantly penetrating the heart of Commander Situ.

"How is that possible..." Commander Situ's expression changed drastically.

He could feel that the vitality in himself was rapidly passing.

"Yes... the wind..."

But within a few seconds, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Dozens of flame dragons that were originally due to his trembling devoured him in an instant.

"Boy, you..." Wu Zong's face showed panic for the first time.

His strength was equal to that of Situ Commander.

The death of Commander Situ made him angry.

"One is the commander of the Holy Guardian of the Wind, the other is the worshiper, and the two powerhouses of the Celestial Realm have come together." Xiao Yi looked at the five worshipers coldly.

"Wind Holy Empire, it's really worth it."

"Boy, I advise you to hurry up and capture." Wu Eng resisted the panic in his heart and said coldly.

"You have killed Zhao Kun, and now another Feng Shengwei commander has died in your hands."

"For such a heinous crime, my Wind Holy Empire can't spare you."

"When the anger of my Fengsheng Empire really ignites, you will surely die."

"Now let the old man go, the old man may still be able to intercede for you."

"Five offerings, right?" Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"That's right." Wu Feng said proudly, "I am the fifth worship of Fengsheng Empire."

"In the entire Fengsheng Empire, under one person, over ten thousand people."

"The old man's words are quite powerful."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled coldly, "Five offerings, their strength is good, but their brains are not very good."

"What do you mean?" Wu Zong's face darkened.

"Since I have killed so many powerful people in your Wind Holy Empire, do I still need one from you?" Xiao Yi said coldly.

"You..." There was a trace of panic in Wu Feng's angry body.

"Are you really going to be the enemy of my Wind Holy Empire?"

"It's already an enemy now." Xiao Yi said coldly.

"Also, correct me, it's your Wind Holy Empire that wants to be my enemy."

Xiao Yi held the holy pot of wind in his hand, and the light was already surging.

"Boy, you can't bear the anger of the entire Fengsheng Empire." Wu Eng let out a hysterical roar.

"Then I will slaughter the entire Fengsheng Empire." Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

The light of the holy pot of wind in the hand shot out instantly.

The Wushu, who was already entangled by countless wandering dragons, could not escape at all.

The streamer pierced his heart instantly.

A trace of dark red blood spilled from his mouth.

"Boy... I am a strong man in the Wind Holy Empire... I won't let you go."

"Soon...you will be buried with the old man..."

After Wu's words of worship, his body collapsed.

"Oh, I would like to see how furious the Fengsheng Empire will be if you two die." Xiao Yi's face was cold.

The next second, he waved his hand.

Within the formation, the flames ran wild again.

Situ commanded, five worshipped, and the two were completely buried in the sea of ​​​​fire.

At this point, the two great heavenly realm powerhouses died.

After more than ten seconds, Xiao Yi withdrew the flame and dispersed the formation.

"Pfft." A bloody blood spat out of his mouth.

In his hand, he put away two items, one is the Holy Pot of Wind, and the other is... the Holy Disk of Heaven.

Yes, the holy plate of heaven.

Although the formation is strong, it needs to be deployed in advance.

This is the most troublesome place for Array Mage.

And the sacred plate of heaven, as the treasure of formation, is also one of the treasures of heaven and earth.

Its function is that the formation can be placed on it in advance, so that the formation mage can release the formation at any time.

The formation of the Heavenly Flame Array Master, Xiao Yi would comprehend it when he was free.

Formation together, can be considered a small achievement.

On the sacred plate of heaven, several formations have been branded in advance.

Of course, the Heavenly Flame Formation Master's knowledge of formations is limited, so these formations are not very strong.

It's just some ordinary augmentation formations.

Xiao Yi deliberately selected a few formations that could increase his means, and imprinted them on them.

The formation that carried and amplified the flame just now was one of them.

And the formation method is not very strong, it relies on external force to increase.

Just like just now, it was just an ordinary formation, but Xiao Yi took advantage of the time when these two people were jealous, instilling four kinds of powerful flames in the world into the formation.

In addition, the Heavenly Secret Sacred Plate, as the treasure of the formation, has the effect of greatly increasing the power of the formation.

With multiple enhancements, there is only the capital that can compete with the five worshippers just now, that is, the dozens of amazingly powerful flame dragons.

Of course, these alone are not enough to kill these two.

After all, these two people are the second level of heaven.

As for Xiao Yi himself, as a formation builder, his cultivation was only at the sixth level of the extreme earth, and the gap with them was too great.

Dozens of flaming dragons can only trap them or hurt them at best.

In the end, the two of them were killed in one fell swoop by the holy pot of wind.

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Third more. (Happy belated winter solstice.) nt

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