The battlefield entered a white-hot state in an instant, with thunderous screams coming one after another, and surging psychic waves crashing down one after another.

The wall of thorns was suddenly blown away and exploded into countless fragments. The heads of the sects who came to the banquet all had gnashing teeth and solemn expressions, leading the elders and disciples of their respective sects back and forth like sharp bayonets. Rushing to kill.

The spiritual energy splashes down like raindrops, the spiritual energy collides and melts like snow inch by inch, human figures shuttle back and forth, and blood blooms. . . .Countless disciples of the Luofu Sect formed an array, turning round and round like a giant slowly rotating millstone. Although the rotation was very slow, its resilience was amazing.

Often when a gap is opened in a certain position, the next moment, it is immediately filled up and blocked by the people behind. Countless psychic spells are poured over as if for free, and sharp "bayonets" are thrown out. Worn or even broken off.

In the sky, 99 peaks hung upside down, and wisps of green light were like drooping willow branches. The willow leaves scattered into dots of crystal light, which fell into the eyebrows of a disciple of the Luofu Sect.

After all, this is the home ground of the Luofu Sect, and every disciple of the Luofu Sect can produce [-]% combat effectiveness.

Although individually, they are definitely no match for the leaders of each faction, but the terrifying millstone formed by the huge numerical advantage cannot be broken through in a short time.

The scene seemed to be in a stalemate for a while. Of course, at this time, any words seemed pale.

"Master, Luofu Sect, these bastards... really want to kill us..." an elder of the Yanyan Sect shouted angrily.

"No... ah ah ah... kill kill kill..." A disciple from an unknown sect seemed to be crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, and the fearless insect entered the Luofu Sect's formation, and the next moment he suddenly It self-destructed, causing a shower of blood.

"Damn, the domain can't be used. These bastards from the Luofu Sect have been prepared for a long time. It seems...<>... I really want to..." The leader of another sect has eyes like The eagle raised its head, and there seemed to be a terrifying shadow of a huge mountain pressing down in the sky, completely isolating this area.

The leaders of the "Region of Partitions" looked at each other at the same time, and their hearts "thumped". To put it bluntly, the domain is a region that understands certain rules, unfolds itself, resonates with the avenue of heaven and earth, and forms an area that can be controlled by oneself. Mobilize the power of rules to a limited extent.

But now, this area seems to have been cut off from resonance with heaven and earth. Although the rules still exist, without resonance with the big world, it is difficult to have any power.

For example, every saint in the field of comprehension is like a human-shaped vibration source. The rules he comprehends are the frequency of his vibration. Then, if the world that resonates with him from the outside world is the vast ocean, then at this moment , but the only thing that can resonate in the realm of partition is a clear lake.

Through resonance, the power to move the vast ocean is not at the same level as the power that can only move a piece of lake water.

The latter's entire lake was moved, and compared to the former, it was just a larger wave.

The biggest difference between the Holy Level and the Non-Saint Level lies in the power of the domain. It is no exaggeration to say that it can directly increase its power by a hundred or even a thousand times.

In the same way, once the realm is isolated, unless they are some special perverts, they may not be any better than non-holy high-level monks.

To put it more simply, if the field is compared to a weapon, the rules understood by the saint-level experts are the weapons they control. This weapon can be a pistol, a rifle, a machine gun, or even an airplane. Cannon, it all depends on how terrifying the rules they understand are, and how powerful their own control over the rules is.

But after all, using common sense as a gun, it is much more powerful than using bare hands. . . .Unless the opponent can dodge bullets, or resist bullets, or else. <>. . .

There are no bullets in your gun at all. The Isolation Realm is the last situation. It will unload all the bullets in your gun directly from the source.

Then how many more can you hit with your bare hands?

You can hit 1o, 1, but you can still hit 1 or 1.

Then, it seems to be only a matter of time before the 1 Luofu Sect disciples form a large formation of millstones and crush each sect to death.

At least, that's what the elders of the Luofu Sect thought. The only thing they made wrong was that there were still some people in this world. . . .

It can never be measured by common sense.

"Master Wanlong Fengshui, the Luofu Sect is really crazy, please..." Several heads bowed and worshiped the sitting Master Wanlong Fengshui.

Mu Xi's eyes were indifferent. He didn't care about the life or death of these guys at all. All he wanted to know was what kind of backup plan that man had left.

He waved his hand gently, and a sound of promise sounded like thunder. In the hazy water mist, behind Zhenjun Wanlong Fengshui, dozens of terrifying stone monsters wearing black dragon scale heavy armor and holding water-shaped narrow-edged swords were seen. The soldiers came over the waves with chills all over their bodies.

Each Taoist soldier is 3 meters tall, and his whole body is made of fine steel meteorites. There is a loud "bang bang" sound when he moves. When they walk on the ground, water ripples naturally rise under their feet, accompanied by "crash!" "La" sound of water ripples, but circles of earth-yellow ripples sputtered out strangely in the air.

"Protect them"

Zhenjun Wanlong Fengshui's eyes flickered, and his fingers formed an afterimage, floating in the air. Then, the cold stone Taoist soldiers behind him suddenly dispersed and appeared next to a famous master.



I saw a cold stone Taoist soldier, a flash of lightning flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed forward with one hand, and a terrifying psychic beam was grasped in the palm of his hand by the huge stone palm. <>

The blade whirled, hundreds of psychic arrows were all deflected away, and the ripples of water completely protected a leader.

The leader looked sharply at Hanshi Taoist's palm, and there was only a faint white mark on it.

Soon, after a few breaths, at least half of the sect leaders were protected by Hanshi Dao soldiers, and they all looked at Zhenjun Wanlong Fengshui with grateful expressions.

the same moment.

The expressions of several elders of the Luofu Sect changed at the same time, "Zhenjun Wanlong Fengshui has taken action."

"That's it..." One of the elders' heart sank. He looked at the other elders and said calmly: "The Lord Wanlong Fengshui will be left to the ancestors in the end. Let's deal with the others first..."

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