One hundred and twenty two soul array broken
When the last and largest sea-swallowing whale wailed and was completely eaten by the dense demon insects, the formation finally reached its end and the lamp was dry.
The witch sat between the demon's eyebrows without saying a word, frowned and looked at everything in front of her.
Now she doesn't even need to take action. Just by pressing so many demon insects with heavy bodies, it is enough to crush the withered formation.
However, the witch was very lustful. Although after a hard battle, she finally broke through this turtle shell, the victory she seemed to have expected did not come, but instead made the truth even more confusing.
She stood up, and the demon insects that broke through the formation rushed in, biting several scattered corpses.
Compared with the huge price she paid, such a trivial victory was even more dazzling than failure.
The witch slowly walked into the middle of the formation with a cold face, looked around at the last remaining array pattern that had not been destroyed, and observed it carefully.
Finally, slowly, her frosty face began to thaw, and she even laughed wildly.
The laugh sounded like she could tremble that could no longer be suppressed by herself. Even in the end, she was no longer laughing, but was roaring in a crazy laugh.
The terrifying laughter also made the demon insects beside her stop eating instinct and wriggle outside, as if they were to hear more such laughter, and they would explode and die.
It was not until a long time before the witch gradually stopped this laughter and calmed down.
She stared at everything in front of her coldly, as if she wanted to completely imprint such shame into her bones.
She was so angry that she trembled all over, but this calmed her down.
The demon insects around them also gathered under her will and lingered at her feet.
She waved her hand suddenly, and the words popped out between her teeth seemed to be the coldest chill in the depths of the glacier. "Search it for me, even if you search through the city of Ji, you will find them for me!"
In the secret room, as the formation plate that everyone was staring at was completely lost, it then shattered into countless petals. They understood that the death-seeking steps had arrived at the door.
Everyone hopes that miracles can happen now. Suddenly, seven-color clouds fly over, and a hero is standing on it. It’s a pity that only one has become a hero, not others. Because heroes bear sacrifices, infamy and incomprehension.
Only when a hero dies can he get a little appreciation, understanding and praise from people. However, even if there are not many heroes who can receive such honors, more heroes are still silent and nameless until they die, and the real heroes obviously don’t care about this.
A monk stared at the alert formation nervously. Soon, fluctuations came from the formation, one end, two ends, three ends, and more and more demon insects discovered their traces.
The witch stood in the back hall of the city lord's mansion, watching all this coldly.
Looking at the exquisite mechanism and wonderful concept that was amazing, she had to begin to admit that it was not someone else but herself who was hindering her discovery of the truth.
I still underestimate these mortals so much that I still realize that this exquisite mechanism without any fluctuations of spiritual energy is the core.
The hidden locations of these mechanisms are not only clever enough, but also a large number of spirit-absorbing stones as a cover. It has to be said that the ingenious ideas in the middle are eye-opening.
But so what? The witch snorted in her heart. In the face of absolute power and strength, these are just meaningless as if the mantis arm blocked a car. Just like winter snow in midsummer, raindrops in the sea, they will eventually disappear without a trace.
What's more, how long can such efforts be delayed? How many hours, days, or more than ten days?
For a top-level existence at the level of Desire Demon, for such a long life body, the past few days or even more than ten days are simply no different from the moment in the blink of an eye.
For living beings like them, they pay more attention to those eternal truths or the meaning of eternal life that shines with the sun and the moon, changes in the world, and the sea and the rocks.
Only these are ambitions worth a glimpse of, and only these are the ambitions that make God’s atrial fibrillation.
The rest of the things are just candy decorated with desserts.
In the eyes of the gods, many of human struggles, conspiracies, cunning, calculations, viciousness and intrigues are just unremarkable play games.
Without absolute power, these things are like flowers with dried rhizomes, looking bright and slim, but they are destined to have a withered end.
It seems that now, the witch has to admit that the strategy was designed with concealment and cleverness, but that's all.
In the face of absolute strength, such a strategy is not only worthless, but also exhausts one's last patience.
The final result of these strategies is not only not to help them, but also because she successfully angered herself through these things and exerted the grace of death on these people, she would not mind allowing them to enjoy the pain for a while.
In her opinion, the full significance of these strategies and means is nothing more than that.
In the secret room, everyone was in their place, and the entire formation controlled by them was like a small boat fighting in the vast ocean.
Moreover, everyone had even discovered sadly that no matter how excellent, superb, or wise they were in the fight, they still could not escape the fate of being swallowed by the ocean.
"Thunder come!" A monk shouted loudly, and the other two monks quickly transferred a thick lightning to his side. In an instant, layers of demon insects were wailing down.
Everyone didn't even have time to be happy, and on the other side shouted "Quick! Flame."
The two monks quickly controlled another huge flame to burn over, and then burned the layers of demon insects on the other side into ashes.
Sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads. In just one day, the demon insects had broken through as many defenses as many as three times. If Qian Yunsheng hadn't led everyone to risk his life and beat the demon insect back, they would have collapsed long ago.
But even so, the situation is still collapsing rapidly.
Everyone was frightened to find that after so many days, the demon insects seemed to have mutated, and some of them could even lie on the formation and suck away the spiritual energy from the formation.
This is also the reason why the solid formation was continuously broken through at the beginning. After these cunning insects bit open a mouth, they rushed into it without hesitation. The madness was like seeing the sweetest and most beautiful thing.
Just like the thunder and lightning and fire just now, the hugely powerful spells like lightning and fire can temporarily block the erosion of insects.
But in this way, everyone had to frequently mobilize the powerful attack formation to clear the mutant demon insects lying on the formation to invade the formation.
This also led to the rapid consumption of stored spirit stones, which was one-fifth less in just one day.
"Quick! Quick!" Everyone shouted loudly, lifting the spirit stones from the depths of the secret room, pouring them into the core like backflowing water, and then being completely squeezed dry by the formation and finally turned into ashes.
Qian Yunsheng also joined in it and worked hard to transport it. Now everyone is an important guardian force.
But when no one paid attention, he had already arranged his own means at the critical point of the entire secret room.
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Chapter completed!