Chapter 557 (1/2)

Zeng Xiaoyu stood on the five color altar and felt a little. He found that the altar was silent again, and there was no binding force on him.

In this Nuwa mountain, Zeng Xiaoyu's big five element formula ran spontaneously, which made the prohibition of Nuwa mountain have no effect on Zeng Xiaoyu.

Zeng Xiaoyu's heart secretly happy, after the shark carving away, it flew down the mountain.

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”sons of sages! You all die for me

On the hillside of Nuwa mountain, a group of nearly 100 yuan infant monks in Shengxian city are suffering from the crazy revenge of Yan Chun.

Qiao Yu, with nearly 200 yuan infantile monks, surrounded a group of young friars in Shengxian city to prevent them from escaping.

As for Yan Chun, he constantly attacked the people in the city of sages.

Yan Chun is in the Mendian cave, and is devoured by the heavenly demon. At this time, only the body of Yuan Shen is left, and his strength is greatly reduced.

He lost his physical body and vented all his anger on the friars of the city of sages.

Crazy attacks, so that the city of sages among the friars, there are people falling.

At the moment, the number of monks in the city of sages has been reduced to less than 100. Around them, there have been 20 masters who have fallen into a pool of blood and lost their breath of life.

Although Yan Chun lost his body and only had yuan Shen, he could not resist the attack by Yuan Shen's magic power.

Therefore, they can only huddle together and form a temporary array to resist Yan Chun's attack.

However, the situation is not optimistic for the city of sages.

In addition to Yan Chun, the God of the transformation period, Qiao Yu, with a group of nearly 200 yuan infantile masters, coveted the monks in the city of sages.

They didn't do it because they had not received the order from the ancestor of Huashen.

Yan Chun lost his body. It was time for him to be angry.

Therefore, the monks of the emperor's heavenly way palace just surrounded the monks in the city of sages, and looked at the people in the city of sages constantly being slaughtered by their ancestors.

Qiao Yu's face is hung with a cruel sneer, and the other monks of the emperor's heavenly way Palace are all looking at the good play at the moment.

Only ye die's face is calm, can't see any joy and anger.

”What to do?”

On the side of Shengxian City, Chu Youpeng and the six late Yuanying masters of Shengxian city as well as other yuanyingqi masters look at each other.

Watching their companions fall one after another, they all feel extremely desperate.

Their formation is only temporary, not without flaws.

Therefore, Yan Chun seized the opportunity to kill his companions several times.

What's more, there are nearly 200 yuanyingqi masters from emperor Tiandao palace who surround them and covet them!

At this time, the people of the city of sages have put their own skills into practice.

The artifact turns into a net of light and resists Yan Chun's magic attack.

Yan Chun's magic attack made the light net of the spirit weapon shake constantly, and some gaps appeared from time to time.

And Yan Chun's mana attacks will always drill in through these gaps, constantly harvesting the lives of his companions.

”President, you are dead!

Let's not sit here waiting for death! Fight with them

”It's better to pull up one or two cushions on the back of the emperor's heavenly way palace than to stay here and be slowly killed by each other's God transforming ancestors!”

Chu Youpeng said angrily to a burly old man.

The old man's muscle knot, a body of strength in the late period of the baby, coupled with a strong body training Kung Fu, make his strength in this group of people the strongest.

This man is Du Chongwu, President of the Association for physical training.

When Du Chongwu heard the speech, his face also showed an extremely subdued look, his face rose red.