Chapter 448: The Formation Is Broken!

Boom boom boom!

Explosions, wailing, and roaring all sounded at the same time.

The black iron shield vibrated at a high frequency under the attack of more than 200 demon kings, and it seemed that it would completely collapse in the next moment.

Seeing this, Wu Daoran did not care about anything else, and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, finally stabilizing the Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation.

At this time, the attacks of many golden elixirs had also fallen into the rushing demon king formation.

Even though the number of demon kings was extremely large and the offensive was fierce, the human race's golden elixirs were not easy to deal with. In just one round of explosion, more than 30 demon kings in the group of more than 200 demon kings were either seriously injured or killed, and fell from the sky.

However, the death of these demons did not make the other demon kings feel the slightest fear, but instead stimulated their beastly nature, and they attacked the Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation more and more frantically.

For a moment, many cultivators connected to the formation felt that they were shaking constantly, and even the circulation of mana had some fluctuations.

Fortunately, this influence was not enough to interrupt their means.

Talismans, magic weapons, array patterns, and Taoist magic, overwhelmingly killed the demon king outside the array.

"Ah!"

A roar sounded, and a gray wolf covered with blood-colored fur, with scarlet gusts, rushed towards the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Array at lightning speed.

In the direction of the light shield it hit was Liang Ling from Qingxia Mountain.

Facing the terrifying attack of the gray wolf, Liang Ling's face was calm, one hand was raised to his mouth, and he blew violently with magic power.

The whistling wind blew past, and in just a blink of an eye, a huge tornado formed outside the array and hit the gray wolf.

Zizizizi!

The blue-black tornado collided and rubbed against the fishy wind surrounding the gray wolf's body, making a piercing scream.

The two of them were deadlocked for only a moment, and suddenly several magic weapons flew over from the side, rushing into the bloody wind with the force of thunder and hitting the body of the wolf.

The huge wolf let out a shrill roar, and the movement of its demonic power was forcibly interrupted, and the bloody wind around its body also collapsed.

Without the obstruction of the bloody wind, the tornado driven by Liang Ling drove straight in and swallowed the wolf whole.

The next moment, the blue-black tornado was dyed scarlet by blood.

After using the wind to kill the wolf, Liang Ling did not feel complacent at all, but instead controlled the increasingly powerful tornado to rush towards the nearby demon king.

This scene happened everywhere around the entire Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation. All the cultivators did not dare to hold back at this time, and tried their best to kill the demon king outside the formation.

Especially Wu Daoran, who maintained the formation, had vomited five mouthfuls of blood in just half an hour of fighting. If it weren't for his high attainments in formation, someone else would have vomited all his blood and blood and still not been able to maintain such a crazy bombardment.

Fortunately, after half an hour of fighting, there were only more than 150 demon kings left out of the original 200 demon kings.

The corpses of demon kings of various tribes were scattered outside the formation. According to rough statistics, at least 80 demon kings died in the previous charge.

In other words, on average, one person killed two demon kings.

This is an extremely terrifying battle loss ratio. It can be said that if there was no Wu Daoran's Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation, only the previous wave of siege by the demon kings would not have survived more than five fingers of the more than 40 cultivators present.

This shows how much advantage a formation that can protect everyone will have in a group battle.

Although the human race had made great achievements, the price was that everyone was pale and generally had a lack of mana.

The Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation was not blown up before, even though Wu Daoran, the host of the formation, had made great contributions, but the other cultivators also played a huge role.

More than 40 cultivators were arranged in the Xuantie Iron Wall formation, acting as nodes of the formation and providing spiritual power for the entire formation.

Every attack of the demon king before would cause the formation to draw spiritual energy from each node in the formation. Although because of the large number of human cultivators, only a small part of the spiritual energy was drawn to each cultivator.

However, the demon king's attacks were too many, and the cultivators also needed to use their mana to kill the enemy and counterattack. After half an hour, they only had a lack of mana, which could be regarded as a skilled coordination.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar sounded, and the besieged demon kings stopped one after another and turned to look at Bai Shanjun who had been standing proudly in the air from the beginning.

The fierce attack finally stopped.

Inside the formation, taking advantage of this time, everyone took out the spirit stones and began to race against time to recover their own magic power.

But Bai Shanjun did not give the human race too much time to rest. After just a few breaths, Bai Shanjun stepped down with his huge tiger paw, and his powerful body rushed forward.

Accompanying its movement was a majestic and deep tiger roar.

The next moment, the demon kings who had stopped rushed towards the Xuanxiang Iron Wall formation again.

But this time, there was a Bai Shanjun full of Xinjin murderous aura in front of them.

Bai Shanjun's move made the faces of the people in the formation look much uglier.

Before, without Bai Shanjun, they could rely on the advantage of the formation to block several waves of demon clan charges and even kill the demon king.

But now that Bai Shanjun has joined, just the slow rush forward has also given the human cultivators extremely strong mental oppression.

Most of them have heard of Bai Shanjun's reputation, and some have even experienced it personally.

Every time the White Tiger takes action, many opponents, even those who are at such a high level, will be defeated by the White Tiger's offensive.

"Gudong~"

As the White Tiger rushed forward, several people in the formation facing the direction of the White Tiger couldn't help but swallow their saliva, their expressions were extremely nervous, and there was a faint trace of hot sweat on their foreheads.

Although they believed in the defense of Xuanxiang's Iron Wall Formation, which had been proven in actual combat before, they still couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts when facing such a notorious divine-blood demon king.

As the Baishanjun charged forward, the demonic aura on its body became more and more astonishing, rising into the sky like a wisp of smoke, and its body was completely enveloped by the boundless demonic aura.

There was no roar or roar, the White Tiger looked like a silent killing machine, and a dazzling platinum light suddenly erupted from the boundless demonic energy.

Then, Lord Baishan waved his tiger claw, and a platinum claw blade composed of demonic power collided with the black iron shield. The claw blade was dozens of feet long, and its momentum was extremely terrifying.

It seemed that with one claw, the black iron mask was about to be split into two.

At the node of the formation facing Mr. Baishan, the faces of several monks changed drastically, almost without any color.

When Baishanjun swung this claw blade, an extremely dangerous feeling emerged in their hearts.

But now that there is no way to avoid it, they can only try their best to give it a try.

The four monks gritted their teeth, and a bright luster of mana burst out from their bodies. Several magic weapons appeared in front of them. Under their command, dazzling auras burst out one after another, blocking the claws of the White Tiger.

The four thick spiritual lights collided with the claw blades of the White Tiger outside the formation. They were in a stalemate for a few breaths, and then were torn into pieces by the claw blades of the White Tiger. Then, their momentum continued unabated, and they collided with Xuan Tieyang. above the cover.

Zi La La ~

The disturbing noise of fingernails scraping against glass rang out and faded away quickly.

Everyone looked around and saw three huge claw blades appearing on the originally hard Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation. The previous harsh noise was caused by Bai Shanjun's casual attack.

Such power caused the monks in the formation to fall into silence. It was already very difficult to face the demon king's siege. At this time, there was also a Baishanjun whose combat power far exceeded that of the demon king present. It was said that there was no problem in breaking the formation and waiting to die.

Baishanjun has no idea what the human race in the formation is thinking. There is only one thing it wants to do now.

Break through the formation and devour all the humans in the formation!

Following Baishanjun's actions, the other demon kings did not hesitate and rushed towards the black iron mask with roars again.

Suddenly, the black iron mask fluctuated violently.

"Senior Wu, how long can the formation last?" A monk asked loudly.

Wu Daoran was in the center of the formation. The formation plate in his hand was already covered with fine cracks under the continuous attacks, and he didn't know when it would completely explode.

Hearing this, Wu Daoran said: "It can last for half a quarter of an hour at most. After half a quarter of an hour, if the formation is not broken, I will personally detonate the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation. The maximum power will be erupted when the formation collapses." Disrupt the demon clan’s siege as much as possible and create opportunities for us to rush out.”

After listening to Wu Daoran's answer, some people were excited and some were sad.

What is exciting is that once the large formation, which is close to the fourth level limit, is detonated, the power that can be unleashed is absolutely fatal. Even Nascent Soul monks may need to be careful in dealing with it.

The sad thing is, once there is no final defensive barrier, how long can these people last under the siege of the Demon King.

But there is no turning back. The situation has reached such a point that even if you have other thoughts, you must suppress them in your heart at this moment.

Invariably, the human monks began to desperately rely on defensive formations to reduce the number of demon kings.

At this time, every time there is one less demon king, their probability of escaping after the formation is broken will increase accordingly.

Under the siege of more than a hundred demon kings and Baishan Jun, the black iron shield was crumbling, as if the formation would completely collapse in the next second.

But just such a formation was able to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the demon kings and lasted for half a quarter of an hour.

Within this half-quarter of an hour, there were originally more than 150 demon kings, and thirty more demon kings died under the siege of everyone.

Wu Daoran turned to look at Lu Ya, his eyes full of exhaustion and anxiety.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I don't know how my recovery is going. We are no longer able to fight anymore, and the formation can no longer be defended. We have no choice but to break out."

A tired voice rang in Lu Ya's ears. Lu Ya turned to look at the source of the voice and met Wu Daoran's eyes.

Lu Ya moved his body slightly. He had recovered a lot from the excessive use of Fa Tian Xiang Di. At least he no longer had the feeling that his body would be torn from the inside at any time.

Due to the absorption of spiritual stones regardless of cost, the mana has now been restored to 60-70%. Although it is not the strongest state, it is enough to cope with most situations.

"Thank you, Senior Wu. Thank you all fellow Taoists. Lu is ready for a battle."

After receiving Lu Ya's accurate answer, Wu Daoran nodded, then clicked the formation disk in his hand, and the voice rang in everyone's hearts.

"Fellow Taoists, the formation can no longer sustain for a few seconds. Get ready. After I detonate the formation, we will break out toward the southeast!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts sank one after another, and the movements of their hands also restrained a lot. Their eyes couldn't help but look to the southeast, and their respective escape techniques began to prepare.

In the great formation, they suddenly fell into an atmosphere of deathly silence.

The demon kings outside the formation are still attacking wildly, and the increasingly dim light shield arouses their ferocity, as if they can break the formation in the next second, rush into the formation, kill and devour human beings wantonly.

Kakakaka~

A series of shattering sounds of porcelain were heard, and before many demon kings could react, they saw countless crisscrossing cracks instantly densely covering the black iron-colored light shield, and terrifying power escaped from the cracks.

A feeling of extreme danger emerged in the hearts of many demon kings.

But before they could make any move, the Xuanxiang Iron Wall Formation erupted with a spiritual light from the sky, suddenly disintegrated and exploded.

In just an instant, the power of the explosion swept away the nearest monster beasts. Facing the self-destruction of a fourth-level peak formation, these monster kings did not even resist, and were directly blown into several pieces and died. 's can no longer die.

Then the dark iron-colored spiritual energy shock wave spread outward crazily, and countless formation fragments shot out in all directions like bullets with great power.

"Walk!"

A loud shout rang out, and the monks inside the formation used various methods to break through the encirclement in the southeast direction under the cover of the explosion of the formation.

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