Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1273 Banner Spirit Showdown
Array flags are the main thing.

If it's the main kill, it's okay, but it takes more mental power than the predicament.

Generally, when guarding the gate, the formation is used to let the enemy jump in actively.

Otherwise, you set up a formation and go to the battlefield to kill people.

If people don't break the formation, it's useless for you to build a formation.

The one hundred and eight heavenly gangster formations used by the old man Shiwangxing did not set up formations, but urged the banner spirits above to come out to face the enemy with their spiritual power.

He knew that if he used this flag to block Long Fei.On the basis of mediocre realm and Long Fei's understanding of the laws of space, it is almost impossible.

He shouted angrily, "Fairy Banner Spirit, devours everything!"

One hundred and eight black flags fluttered, forming black figures on top of the old man's head.

These figures all look like skeletons.

But he was holding a fairy weapon and wearing a golden armor battle suit. Although it was all black and suffocating, the blood of the fairy family exuded from it still made the ordinary monks around turn pale with fright.

"Destroy the devil!"

The old man waved his finger at Long Fei, and one hundred and eight phantoms of heavenly soldiers and generals jumped out at the same time, rolling up a wave of evil spirit and roaring towards Long Fei.

The void in front of him was originally brightly lit by the sun, but at this moment it suddenly became gloomy, completely covered by these black shadows.

Long Fei sighed and said, "Forget it, if you have your own destiny, I won't make things difficult for you."

He said something inexplicably, which made everyone on the field look dumbfounded.

I saw that he was not in a hurry to fight against these banner spirits, but took out a piece of gold lump like ore from the ring, and threw it into the Dutian Shensha formation.

Kunlun Fuchenzi, who was fighting against the witch god Banner Spirit inside, his body was already withered, shouted, "Junior, you are looking for death!"

He was waiting for Long Fei to strike, whenever any magic weapon came, he would hit it with the magic whip.

It seems to be looking at the magic weapon, but as long as the magic weapon is used by a person with spiritual power, this magic whip can directly hit the person's divine sea and cause serious damage to people.

Seeing the golden lump smashed down, he excitedly raised his hand and knocked on it.

Who knows, this thing is like chaos.

There was a burst of fire from the magic whip, but there was no reaction at all, and it hit his head hard with a bang.

With a bang, blood spattered.

The huge force smashed Fuchenzi's brains apart, as if a brick had hit the head of an ordinary person.

Fu Chenzi formed a barrier with mental power, and was actually pierced through by this thing.

This thing doesn't seem to be restricted by the law of mental power.

His physical body collapsed, and he knew that he could not heal here, so he simply gave up his physical body and rushed out with the whip of the Nascent Soul Imperial Envoy.

Long Fei didn't make things difficult for him anymore, pulled the Wushen Banner, and let him turn into a golden light and escape from the formation.

Twelve Witch God flags flew up in all directions, trapping all the one hundred and eight True Immortal Banner spirits that had already surrounded Long Fei inside.

If it weren't for this corpse clan's trouble, Long Fei would have been refining for three days and three nights, and he would definitely wipe out the soul of this old Kunlun guy.

Looking at it now, the old guy is doomed.

He has a magic whip to protect himself, and other magic weapons can't trap him.

As long as the magic weapon is released and the magic whip is drawn, it can slam the magic sea of ​​the caster, causing serious damage to the caster.

Back then, it was rumored that Jiang Ziya became the lord of all gods with a mortal body, and all the gods worshiped him, relying on this kind of thing that specializes in beating the soul.

This kind of god without flesh is the thing that fears the most.

However, relying on that golden bump, Long Fei still smashed Fu Chenzi's body to death, which was considered to be a kill for him.

This golden lump was nothing else, he didn't take it back, and let Chu Feng quickly take it away after it was thrown out.

Because this thing is not controlled by mental power.

Just now he threw it with brute force, like throwing a brick.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't use it on this thing.What teleportation, ordinary things are fine, but this thing is not.

This golden lump is nothing else, it is the golden flower pot that Long Fei bought from Shenlong Auction House.

The things produced by the Ghost Palace, because water and fire are not invaded, cannot be refined, and they look like stubborn stones, so they were sold by Shenlong Auction House.

Their shopkeeper, Wang Dabao, took a good look behind him, his heart skipped a beat, and he murmured to himself, "Oops, is this a treasure?"

This thing is indeed a treasure. According to Long Fei's guess, it should be the legendary Chaos Mother Gold!
Born from chaos, it is not restricted by any laws of spiritual power, and it specializes in restraining things that beat the whip.

Kunlun Fuchenzi never thought that his body would be smashed by such a golden bump.

Around Long Fei, the black mist dispersed, and the evil spirit rolled.

If an ordinary person gets close to a thousand meters, his body will be turned into a blood mist by the wisp of evil spirit.

Many monks were thousands of meters away, and they had no choice but to protect themselves with their energy.

Chu Feng and Wang Xiaoya watched from a distance, anxious in their hearts, wondering what was going on inside the black mist.

As soon as Kunlun Fuchenzi escaped, the twelve witch god flags blocked the black mist from all sides.

It was already dark inside, and with the addition of the flag spirits of the twelve witch god flags, it became even more gloomy for a while.

The old man of the Corpse Clan did not expect that Long Fei would dare to use the Banner Spirit to fight against his true fairy Banner Spirit.

He didn't know that Long Fei's Banner Spirit was the Twelve Ancient Witch Gods, and he laughed arrogantly, "Little Long Fei, you are really a frog in the bottom of the well. I found it hard, and it took tens of thousands of years to refine and collect it." True Immortal Banner Spirit. Are you a Broken Banner Spirit worthy to fight against me, a True Immortal Banner Spirit? If you die today, you will die because of your short-sightedness. A small world is a small world, so I don’t have much knowledge!”

He stroked his beard and smiled, overflowing with spiritual power, constantly urging the one hundred and one hundred array flags on his body to provide the spirit of the flag with evil energy.

He was afraid that Long Fei would have some weird magic weapon, so he didn't throw out the formation flag on his body.

Facts have proved that his choice is correct.

The one hundred and eight True Immortal Banner Spirits were inside, and they were swallowed by the Twelve Sorcerer Gods as soon as they opened their mouths, like ordinary children.

The wind was blowing, and the roar was like thunder.

The True Immortal Banner held all kinds of phantoms of magic soldiers, and frantically fought and killed the twelve demon gods, but it didn't work at all.

These mage soldiers are all imaginary objects, they were transformed from Qi Ling's original memory, and they are all evil spirits in the final analysis.

The twelve witch gods ate a lot inside, and the murderous energy that was originally spent on Kunlun Fuchenzi was made up in a while.

Moreover, they are all true fairy banner spirits, which are extremely nutritious when eaten.

After the roar inside subsided, everyone stared at the front, thinking that Long Fei must have been killed by the True Fairy Banner Spirit.

Who knew, he walked out with the souls of the twelve witch gods.

These monsters were more than ten meters tall, and their bodies were covered with condensed black evil spirits. They stood behind him one by one, licking their own long snakes, and staring at the group of monks in front of them.

The prehistoric aura of the ancient times emanated a wisp, like thunder, which made all the people present shudder.

The elders of the Corpse Clan were anxious to collect the Banner Spirits, and shouted in a broken voice, "How is it possible, where have all my Banner Spirits gone? True Fairy Banner Spirits, this is the Banner Spirit that our Corpse Clan has only collected for tens of thousands of years?"

He shook the formation flag, trying to take back the flag spirits, but none of the flag spirits responded.

Long Fei sneered, "Thank you, Elder, for feeding the spirit, which has given me, the witch god, enough nutrition. Now, they can start killing."

The twelve witch gods roared, suddenly rolled up a black mist, and rushed in towards the monks in all directions.

They seemed to be ferocious beasts out of the cage, exuding a breathtaking aura, like demon gods coming out of hell, roaring in the air and rushing into the crowd.

　Good morning, Chapter 1.

　　
　
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