He never expected that the Taoist cultivators could guess their changes and change their formations in advance.

"Yuan Gang, your clan will be defeated in this battle!"

Jian Qingfeng was proud and drew his sword again!

"Hmph, I didn't expect that Jidan Daojun prefers the first area so much, but without him in charge, other areas will inevitably be lost!"

Yuan Gang spoke coldly.

"It is true that the Taoist lord set up the formation, but it is not the Taoist lord, but the ninth Taoist lord!"

Jian Qingfeng smiled slightly.

The Ninth Daojun!

yes……

Yuan Gang's head buzzed, his eyes fell on Gu Feng below, his eyes full of shock.

He didn't expect that the many big arrays before were all arranged by ancient Feng!

Immediately, Yuan Gang roared: "That big formation can trap the God King for a long time, but cannot trap the God Emperor. Quickly break the big formation. Today, the big formation will kill Gu Feng first at all costs!"

Hearing this, the Eight-Armed Tribe members below became even more crazy!

The Hundred Thousand God Emperors broke free from the formation crazily.

Indeed, those strong wind ropes cannot trap them for a long time, but it will be enough to trap them for a while!

"Heavy Sword Cultivator, take action!"

Gu Feng spoke and waved his hand suddenly.

Immediately, hundreds of thousands of cultivators rushed out on the side of the Taoist sect.

At the front are 30,000 god emperor cultivators.

Thirty thousand gods, this is the total number of gods in the first area.

At this moment, everyone was carrying a golden giant sword the size of a door panel.

Behind them, there are 200,000 late-stage cultivators of the God King.

Each of these late-stage cultivators of the God King, each of them was driving a golden giant sword together.

One hundred thousand golden giant swords emit golden light, which is extremely dazzling!

"Our tribe's armor is made with treasures, and I want to break it and dream!"

Yuan Xi, who was trapped in the formation, sneered at this moment.

However:

"Peng!"

"puff……"

"My hand, no..."

...

Each golden heavy sword is made of at least sixteen golden arms, with great force and strong force. Although the armor of the Eight-Armed Tribe is terrifying, it cannot be stopped at all.

In fact, although these golden heavy swords are powerful, they are extremely clumsy and difficult to control and slow. It is actually not easy to hit someone!

However, with the cooperation of the wind beam array, these eight-armed cultivators moved slowly and almost became living targets. It would be too easy to hit the target.

For a moment, the armor on many eight-armed cultivators were all split!

Some people's body is directly broken!

The broken limbs and arms kept flying out, and blood flowed into a river above the formation!

"How is that possible!"

In the sky, Yuan Gang's eyes were full of disbelief when he saw the 100,000 God Emperors whom he was proud of were chopped to pieces.

Jian Qingfeng smiled slightly: "I forgot to tell you that according to the instructions of the Ninth Daojun, our heavy sword is made of the golden arms of the Eight-Armed Clan, and each handle has as many as sixteen!"

"It's Gu Feng again!"

Yuan Gang had extreme hatred in his eyes and immediately shouted: "Give it all to me!"

More than two million troops rushed forward in a flash and all of them came up!

Although the wind wave formation is powerful, it cannot trap everyone. The Eight-Armed Tribe is going to use the human sea tactics.

"kill!"

"Come on me!"

...

On the Taoist side, all the remaining cultivators also came out.

However, there are only one million people on the Taoist sect.

Faced with the army of more than 2.8 million Eight-armed tribes, even if there is a large formation to help, it is still at a disadvantage.

But Gu Feng was prepared for it.

Among these more than 2.8 million troops, there are nearly 100,000 team leaders at the peak of the God King. With the Jin artistic conception and the causal artistic conception, Gu Feng has already established a causal relationship with these team leaders.

"The golden source sword energy enters the body with the same origin!"

Gu Feng opened his mouth and shouted softly.

In an instant, countless golden flying swords roared out under the earth!

Although the Jin Yishi's artistic conception has now entered the source level and can enter the body with sword energy, Gu Feng's cultivation time is short after all, and the golden sword energy is not completely condensed. For Gu Feng, the 100,000 flying swords are not brave enough to face a truly powerful enemy. It is just right to kill these people at this moment!

"Swoosh swish swish..."

"Bang bang!"

...

Hundreds of thousands of golden flying swords rushed out of the earth, entered the body with the same origin, ignoring all obstacles, and directly entered the heads of these eight-armed cultivators who practiced the artistic conception of gold.

However, in just a few breaths, tens of thousands of peak leaders of the God King were pierced through the head and the soul collapsed and died!

"You are the assassinator, you are the only one..."

At this moment, Yuan Xi's mind roared violently when he saw countless flying swords.

He thought there were many assassinators, after all, thousands of golden flying swords flew out at that time, but he never dreamed that there was only one assassinator, Gu Feng.

The leader of the God King was constantly being killed. With the blessing of the formation, although the number of people on the Taoist sect was only one million, it finally fought with more than 2.8 million alien army.

At this moment, the Gu Feng Year Sword was already in his hand and he entered the battlefield directly!

"die!"

Gu Feng opened his mouth, and the origin of the sword roared out.

The origin of gold flew out and immediately transformed into golden sword energy, which entered the body of the same source, and continued to enter the bodies of the eight-arm clan cultivators, killing their souls.

Gu Feng's eyes were not these ordinary cultivators, but the commander of the God Emperor of the Eight-Armed Clan.

With Gu Feng taking action, a commander of the Eight-Armed Tribe God Emperor fell down.

As the commander of the God Emperor continued to fall, the eight-arm clan finally showed signs of decline. Without command, the more than 2 million troops were already in a mess.

"Damn it, how could this Gu Feng be so strong!"

Yuan Gang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately sent a message to Yuan Miao, who had not participated in the war and was still watching the fun: "Yuan Miao, even if he breaks the rules, he will kill Gu Feng. This person must not be kept!"

Yuan Miao has been hiding in the dark!

Her mentality had long collapsed, and her mind for cultivation had collapsed. He didn't think much about everything.

After being slapped three times, beaten several times, it became a despise of countless people!

The significance of cultivation, whether this great battle is won or not, she feels that it is not that important.

So, how could he listen to Yuan Gang’s orders!

"Yuan Miao, if you don't take action, I will kill those little beasts!"

Yuan Gang's voice transmission came again.

Yuan Miao's expression changed suddenly.

He knew that the "little beast" that Yuan Gang mentioned was her many children.

Although a large part of these are not Yuan Gang's children, they are all her children.

She can't let go!

With gritted teeth, Yuan Miao's figure flew into the sky and headed directly towards Gu Feng.

Gu Feng was in the middle of a war and saw a figure directly attacking him.

When I looked up, it was Yuan Miao!

In the sky, Jian Qingfeng's face changed and he looked at Yuan Gang: "Yuan Gang, do you want to break the rules?"

"Haha, what's the point of breaking the rules? Gu Feng has even killed the God Lord. He should fight against the God Lord. As long as Gu Feng dies, your Taoist sect will fall sharply and you will be killed by me again. In this battle, our clan will definitely win!"

Yuan Gang said, and rushed towards Jian Qingfeng again.
Chapter completed!