Chapter 609: Tu Wujie

Chapter 609 Tu Fifth Order

Being attacked by more than 10,000 people, this fifth-order desolate beast became extremely violent under the pain.

It flicked its long tongue, and used the airship wrapped around the tongue as a weapon, smashing it towards a sea ship.

"Boom!"

Facts have proved that the airship is still not as strong as the sea ship. The airship was smashed to pieces by this huge force and scattered on the ground, but the sea ship is still safe and sound.

In this way, the three hundred monks on the flying boat were hit by a huge force, and some monks who bore the brunt directly exploded into blood mist.

Several others were affected by the fallout and suffered injuries of varying severity.

Wang Hong led eight Nascent Soul cultivators, and at the same time sacrificed magic weapons, preparing to deal another blow to this desolate beast.

However, when the magic weapon of the nine people was about to fall, a gust of wind blew on the spot, and the desolate beast had disappeared.

A little farther away, this desolate beast appeared in front of a flying boat, and was raising its claws to take a picture of the flying boat.

The speed of this desolate beast was too fast to be rescued at all, Wang Hong could only watch helplessly as it slapped it with its claws.

No surprise, this kind of large flying boat in front of the fifth-order desolate beast, even if the defensive shield is turned on, it still cannot withstand the power of this beat.

With one claw shot, a large flying boat fell apart, and most of the monks in the flying boat were killed or injured.

In the short time of encountering the fifth-order desolate beast, two airships have been lost one after another.

The loss of the flying boat is second to none, and all of them are his most elite subordinates.

If the fight continues like this, the ten thousand men he brought along may not be able to withstand its claws.

"Flying boats and sea ships were withdrawn to the periphery, and Nascent Soul cultivator stayed behind to cooperate."

Wang Hongda shouted, and the four red flying swords formed a huge four-elephant sword array in the air, instantly covering the entire battlefield, including the giant lizard and his Nascent Soul.

It was the first time for him to arrange the Four Elephant Sword Array so large, and tried to trap a fifth-order desolate beast.

After the desolate beast was trapped in the formation, it immediately attacked everything that blocked it.

Shen Zeng, who had just transformed from the sword formation, was photographed into stars with one palm.

As soon as the visions such as gold, wood, water, and fire appeared, they were wiped out by a tail.

Among the four visions, only flame can cause some damage to it.

When the sword array was attacked, Wang Hong's spiritual consciousness and mana were under tremendous pressure. The consumption of mana could be replenished quickly with spirit wine, but it was difficult to replenish the consumption of spiritual consciousness quickly.

However, seeing that the flame could hurt the beast, Wang Hong also had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The four visions in the Four Elephant Sword Formation are all transformed from the Golden Crow Fire contained in the flying sword, among which the flame vision is the most powerful.

Wang Hong found eight Nascent Soul subordinates in the formation, and each handed him a storage bag, so that eight of them could occupy eight positions respectively.

"After a while, you all smashed the red flame beads at the same time, as long as the beast is not dead, you don't stop.

I will try my best to trap it and prevent its attack. "

The storage bag he handed over to eight of his subordinates contained a large number of red beads, which he named Red Flame Beads, which he refined from hibiscus wood.

In the past, if the opponent was weaker than the opponent, even though the Golden Crow Fire was powerful, it would be futile if it couldn't hit the opponent.

The gap between low-level monks and high-level monks is all-round. Many times, low-level monks can't even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes, let alone attack.

Even if I use the Four Elephant Sword Formation to trap the enemy, I need to control the formation, and I can't spare much energy.

Right now, the Four Elephant Sword Formation has trapped the desolate beast, restricting the opponent's ability to move, and at the same time there are eight subordinates to help, he just needs to work hard to keep the sword formation from collapsing.

Ever since he became a high-ranking monk, he hasn't enjoyed the pleasure of using resources and killing his opponents with spirit stones for a long time.

After arranging several people properly, Wang Hong worked hard to maintain the formation, and defended the green leaf magic weapon on the periphery to ensure the safety of everyone in the formation.

At this time, the lizard beast in the formation had just killed a transformed divine beast, but saw many red beads flying from the white mist in all directions.

Before the beads exploded completely, the desolate beast swung its tail and swept towards the beads again.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of the beads bursting came out continuously, and a burst of golden flames rose up, and many flames had already attached to the tail of this desolate beast.

The flames made the wild beast's tail sizzling, and the beast rolled continuously on the ground in pain, trying to extinguish the flames.

At this time, the eight Golden Core cultivators received Wang Hong's order that as long as the beast survived, their attacks would not stop.

At this time, countless red beads attacked again, covering the area where the lizard beast was located.

There was another "bang bang" sound, and there were more and more ignition points on this desolate beast.

At this time, a burst of water vapor rose from the desolate beast, which was able to separate some flames, and the flames on its body were obviously reduced.

However, the fire beads attacks of the eight Nascent Soul cultivators never stopped, and the flames that had just decreased on their bodies rose again.

This beast realized that the fire that it had put out at a great price was ignited again in an instant. It no longer cared about the flames on its body, and shot out its long tongue in one direction.

The long tongue pierced the phantom ahead, destroyed the vision blocking the way, and directly attacked a Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, this Nascent Soul cultivator showed no fear, and still sacrificed a flame orb to the beast as originally planned.

When the distance between Long Tongue and Nascent Soul cultivator is only a little more than one or two feet, this distance only takes an instant for high-ranking monks.

At this time, a green leaf floated out in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator, with a rune shining on it.

Long Tongue's attack hit the leaf, and the rune on the leaf quickly dimmed. After it became dark to a certain extent, the rune slowly returned to brightness.

Under this blow, Wang Hong's full mana was drained in an instant.

Due to his deep foundation, the mana strength of the late Nascent Soul is far stronger than that of the same level, and he is already close to the cultivator of Huashen.

However, with the defensive treasure, he can still only defend against one blow. If there is no large amount of spirit wine in the space to replenish, he may be useless after one blow.

Under the rage, the desolate beast attacked Nascent Soul cultivator several times in succession, but was blocked by the green leaves. On the contrary, the flames on its body were getting bigger and bigger, but its body strength was gradually losing along with the flames.

After saving itself and attacking in vain, the desolate beast finally fell on the ground and turned into a pile of raging flames.

Wang Hong maintained the Four Elephant Sword Formation until the flames were extinguished and the huge body of the fifth-order desolate beast was reduced to ashes, and then the Four Elephant Sword Formation was withdrawn.

Several people looked at the huge pile of ashes on the ground, and felt that it was a pity. This was the body of a fifth-order desolate beast, full of treasures, and it was burned by the Golden Crow Fire.

(end of this chapter)

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