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Chapter 1860 Restoration

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    Wu Xingzhu and Dao Chen looked anxious.

    The two of them broke out with the fastest speed, rushed into the sky, and rushed towards the silver light that had become faintly visible.

    "Hoo!Hoo! Hoo!"

    Before they had rushed far, more than a thousand extremely powerful sword lights suddenly burst out from the side and rear.

    The sword glows, hundreds of meters in size, piled on top of each other, like a hill of sword glows moving at high speed, slashing at them fiercely with monstrous murderous aura and power.

    Especially the kilometer-sized pitch-black sword light in the front, like a huge black meteor, exuded a suffocating terrifying coercion at the completion of the transformation of the gods, broke through the space, and shot towards the two of them with a roar  .

    "It's that devil Zhou Xiong!"

    Looking at the familiar jet-black sword glow, Wu Xingzhu's complexion changed, and after shouting angrily, he turned around hastily and swung his sword forward.

    Dao Chen also showed solemn eyes, and he threw out five green vines at the same time, and struck forward at a high speed.

    However, the opponent's blade has more than a thousand points, and the two of them alone cannot block them all.

    Wu Xingzhu naturally knows this.

    He frowned tightly, and kept slashing out the fake fairy sword in his hand, hoping to block the thousand or so sword lights.

    Daochen kept waving his fairy whiskers, releasing one after another of green lights, blasting forward.

    "Bah bah bah!"

    More than a thousand sword lights blasted up quickly, and the black sword lights slashed fiercely on the white sword light and the green fairy beard energy, and there were endless explosion sounds, and countless energy burst out  .

    These vigor are like tiny flying swords, flying in all directions.

    The ordinary demon cultivator thousands of meters away couldn't dodge in time, and was chopped into pieces by the energy in an instant.

    Wu Xingzhu and Dao Chen's counterattack was also very powerful, but they were only two people, and they were weak. In addition, they counterattacked hastily.  Once intact, he continued to slash at them fiercely.

    These sword lights are close at hand and fast, and they can cut on the two of them in an instant.

    Wu Xingzhu's face was ugly, and before he had time to hesitate, he appeared beside Dao Chen with a flash of his figure, stretched out his big hand like lightning, grabbed Dao Chen's arm, and quickly slammed down.

    With his cultivation base, he would not hurt his life if he forcibly took down these blade lights, but Dao Chen was different.

    Relying on his anger, Dao Chen's cultivation base soared to the half-step stage of becoming a god, and then slowly stopped, no longer continuing to climb, and even began to show signs of falling.

    In addition, in order to resist the pure devil energy in the air, he had already consumed a lot of spiritual power, and it was impossible for him to receive another three or four hundred terrifying sword lights.

    "Your ability to escape is really extraordinary. You can escape more than a thousand attacks in one breath." Zhou Xiong's mocking voice sounded quickly.

    He brought more than a thousand mid-stage Huashen powerhouses, followed by a large group of demon cultivators who could not see the end, hovering more than a thousand meters in front of Martial Star Lord and Dao Chen.

    Wu Xingzhu had a gloomy face, did not answer, and ignored the other party's sarcasm.

    His eyes flashed sharply, and he was thinking about how to rush to the sky to meet Lu Fan.

    Dao Chen was also thinking about this critical issue.

    Zhou Xiong's intention was very obvious, which was to prevent the two of them from reuniting with Lu Fan, separate them, and kill them one by one.

    Sure enough, Zhou Xiong's cold voice sounded again.

    This voice was not aimed at Martial Star Lord and Dao Chen, but at the thousand mid-stage powerhouses behind him.

    "You all stay and kill these two guys as quickly as possible."

    After finishing speaking, without waiting for the strong men to respond, he rushed straight into the sky with a "swoosh", and killed the silver glow.

    There are countless demon armies in the sky, and with the support of those armies, he can easily kill Yinmang.

    "This star master will never let you succeed!"

    "With this old man here, you don't want to hurt Nephew Lu!"

    Wu Xingzhu and Daochen shouted at the same time, and rushed up again.

    "Two old guys, your opponent is us."

    "Hurrah!"

    Before they could go far, a demon powerhouse snorted coldly, and led the remaining thousand mid-stage powerhouses, rushed towards them at top speed, and launched the strongest attack again.

    In addition to them, the surrounding demon army also began to rush towards them crazily.

    The complexions of Wu Xingzhu and Daochen suddenly became extremely ugly.

    Just these thousand strong demons in the mid-stage of transformation of gods is enough for them to suffer, raised the weapon in his hand.

    "Nephew Lu, let's go to the rear!" Wu Xingzhu held back his grief, took a deep breath, and said to Lu Fan.

    The Great Immortal Formation is extremely mysterious and complicated, and only a few disciples in Yunwu Star can control it.

    Except for Elder Qi who is in charge of the Great Immortal Formation and a dozen or so disciples assisting from the side, only Martial Star Lord can barely control it.

    Elder Qi and the dozen or so disciples had long since fallen, so Master Wu Xing could only do it himself.

    However, his proficiency in manipulation is far inferior to Elder Qi's, and he can't guarantee that he can reopen the fairy formation within an hour.

    Time is running out, and there is no other power around, so these disciples can only continue to work hard.

    "Uncle Wu, these senior brothers and sisters are already exhausted. They can't stop Moxiu for a while, let me help them recover some spiritual power first." Lu Fan couldn't bear to watch these remaining disciples die,  asked.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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