"That's good." Situ Yunqi made the last handprint, and boldly threw the Nine Palaces Zhushen Banner into the air.
The cloth flag grows against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a huge wind flag about two feet high. The runes of Taoism are reflected in the sky, forming a silhouette.
? This figure is as majestic as a mountain and imposing. Although his face is a bit blurred, his expression looks even more solemn.
"Everything in the world, destroy it!" There was a deep shout in the ear, vast and far away, as if leaping through time and space.
At the same time as the voice sounded, the figure raised his right arm and pressed the palm of his hand. The entire Jiuyou Valley was covered by that giant palm.
The originally gloomy and weird valley became more depressing, and even the countless monsters roaring around seemed to be petrified and quieted down.
"Be careful!" Gu Fenghua's heart trembled. The power of the Nine Palaces Zhushen Banner unexpectedly exceeded her expectation.
Others were also taken aback, and quickly circulated the holy energy, condensing layers of shields around their bodies, and at the same time injected the holy energy into the defensive magic weapon that Gu Fenghua personally refined.
Although these defensive instruments are of extremely high grade, and the array can be opened by itself when life and death are at stake, if you actively inject holy energy into them, the defense can be increased by one level.
"Hehe, I really think that I, Situ Yunqi, have no ability to suppress the bottom of the box when I travel through the rivers and lakes. It is too small to underestimate my Situ family." It can be used, so I dare not talk too much, but now that I have successfully sacrificed the artifact, the old magic stick naturally trembled, looking at the majestic figure in the midair, and showing a complacent smile on his face.
But with a smile, his face suddenly changed: "Oh, it's not good!"
"What's wrong?" Gu Fenghua asked subconsciously.
"I, I forgot to prepare a magic weapon for myself!" The old god stick turned pale with fright.
"" Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others all had black threads.
This old man is indeed a master in the world of death.
The defensive weapons on everyone's bodies have already started to work, and it is obviously too late to give them to him at this time. Gu Fenghua and others performed the exercises at the same time, and the holy energy came out through the body, helping to spread layers of shields around Situ Yunqi's body.
"Boom!" Almost at the same time, in mid-air, the majestic figure clapped a palm.
In the valley, the gust of wind whizzed, flew sand and rocks, and countless ferocious beasts turned into nothingness. The defensive necklaces and bracelets on Gu Fenghua and others also burst out with thousands of rays of divine light, and they were broken one after another in the crisp sound of "click, click, click".
The invisible giant force, like a boulder thrown by a trebuchet, fell heavily on their bodies, and their protective air shields were broken one after another.
Gu Fenghua and Zhong Lingxiu were better, but their bodies trembled violently, and they quickly circulated holy energy to protect the vital points of their meridians. Luo Enen, Ye Wuse, Bai Fatty, and Su Muyun all turned pale. Xie Youran and Fang Tianyou spat out a mouthful of blood.
After a while, the dust dissipated, and the majestic figure in mid-air had disappeared, and the Nine Palaces Zhushen Banner returned to its original size, and was inserted on the ground and fluttered with the wind.
Everyone looked at each other with fear in their faces.
Fortunately, they sacrificed the defensive magic weapon in time, and condensed the air shield to protect the whole body, and did not think about forcibly confronting the Jiugong Zhushen Banner. To be seriously injured.
"Where's the old magic stick?" Luo Enen asked after recovering. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com