Control The World

"Haha, smelly boy, let you try the power of the Baiman War Spirit Formation!" Luo Shuang laughed recklessly.

The five people in the Tao Xuegong teamed up to form a huge barbarian. Juman was full of muscles, holding a celestial axe in his hand, surging with aura of aura, and dancing golden pythons around his waist.

The Baiman War Spirit Formation, as the name implies, requires hundreds of barbarians to exert their strongest power.

Luo Shuang had only five people. Among the five people, Luo Shuang was headed, one was left-handed, one was right-handed, one was feet, and one was scattered around, like a golden python.

The Baiman War Spirit Formation allows the barbarians in the Purple Lake to fight against the monks in the Divine Realm. At present, although the barbarians transformed by Luo Shuang and others do not have the strength to kill the divine realm, but looking at the twelve dais, it is the strongest existence!

Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and he smiled, "It turned out that a barbarian was tossed out. I'd like to see how powerful it is!"

"My main attack, Ling Tian's assistance, Sister Ruan Yue interfered, Sister Yu Qing defended the attack, and Brother Wan Shi recovered."

Ning Wufeng arranged quickly, with a long howl, the extinction gun in his hand surged, turning into a giant mane shot in the air.

"I can't help it!" Luo Shuang sneered, her mouth opening and closing, his voice violently hissing sharply.

The savage tomahawk roared, crushed from the sky. Ning Wufeng smashed his head and smashed his face. Compared with the huge tomahawk, Ning Wufeng seemed extremely small.

Rumble ...

The violent axe light suddenly smashed Ning Wufeng's gun mang, and the extreme power blasted him out instantly.

Slammed on the ground.

Huge roar, roaring axe, golden python dancing, Ling Tian and Ruan Yue were also in a face-to-face meeting and were blown out.

Wan Shi was full of bright light, banged, and was blown out.

"Haha." Luo Shuang laughed, and the tomahawk shook the light of death, and fell towards Ning Wufeng.

Lin Yuqing in the rear saw his hand tumbling, and the spiritual power came out, turning into a hundred birds and flying, which could prevent the tomahawk's attack.

Travel thousands of miles!

Ning Wufeng took the opportunity to perform his body skills and escaped from under the tomahawk.

One face-to-face, the five men of Tianmeng lost.

Opposite Luo Shuang and other people controlled the unscathed, as if just warming up.

Ning Wufeng's face moved slightly, and the five of them retreated together.

Luo Shuangli whispered: "Haha, stinky boy, if you seek your own way, I will make you perfect!"

The savage roared and killed the five of Ning Wufeng. The tomahawks were dazzling and the light was dazzling. The surging spiritual power instantly dispersed the five of them.

puff……

Ruan Yue was the first to bear the brunt of the injury. He blew his blood against his face and turned pale.

"No, this way, we will lose!" Wan Shi snorted.

Five of them were forced into the corner of the ring by the brute. Luo Shuang intentionally humiliated Ning Wufeng, and deliberately let Juman wave a tomahawk in front of them.

"A good fighting spirit array." Someone outside said quietly, with a shocked expression, apparently, whether such a powerful fighting spirit array is on the platform or elsewhere, the power is extremely amazing.

Moreover, at this time, Ning Wufeng and others were on the platform, the place was small, restrained everywhere, and even mobility was suppressed.

"Ask the disciples of Xuegong to be really good at it," someone said with admiration.

Every year, the enrollment of Dao Xuegong is very small, but now it seems that people have taken the elite route. Presumably through this battle, there will be more new students in Dao Xuegong next year.

"I think it's okay to lose." Someone said with a skeptical, "It's really a death on your own, don't put a ring on it, you have to come and touch the nails. It's bleeding."

Of course someone is gloating.

On the ring platform on the side, a group of people were relieved. Fortunately, they didn't choose to challenge the Taoist Academy.

"Have you heard that? Smelly kid." Luo Shuang felt the pursuit of the people around him, and he had already blossomed in his heart.

"Just because of your stupid boy who has no background and no backing, and wants to fight with my father, dream! This father wants you to go east, you go east, you want to go west, you have to go west. "

During the talk, the savage tomahawk roared and forced Ning Wufeng and others from one corner of the ring to another corner.

"What to do?" Ruan Yueqiao's face showed anxiety.

It was a difficult place for us to win, and we couldn't even qualify for the pilgrimage finals.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrunk slightly, saying suddenly: "This is only the appetizer of the battle for our pilgrimage. How can we admit defeat so early?"

Luo Shuang is not his biggest opponent, he still has stronger opponents waiting. If even Luo Shuang can't be defeated, why should he defeat Qin Xinghui.

Ning Wufeng looked towards the high platform, Qin Xinghui was looking at him with a mockery, pathetic, disdainful!

Whisper ...

The savage tomahawk danced wildly, and the air hunted. The ears are full of Luo Shuang's ridicule, and everyone's argument. But Ning Wufeng was getting calmer at this time.

He suddenly raised his head, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"Play against each other!"

Yuanshen quickly searched for Linlang Pavilion and took all the spirits from them.

Ruan Yue and others were puzzled. At present, the enemy, what would Ning Wufeng do?

After a long while, Ning Wufeng told them the tactics of the War Spirit Formation.

"Zhanling array!" The ecstasy of the four men of Tianmeng appeared in the eyes.

Ning Wufeng nodded, his body moved, stepped out, and landed on a bump. Behind him Ruan Yue and others quickly stood up according to the formula.

The spirit of the five people was stirred, and a loud noise came out from Ning Wufeng. The spiritual power between the five people became more intense.

"Zhanling array?" Luo Shuang's pupils narrowed slightly.

The audience also showed surprise, and did not expect that the Tianmeng side also used the war spirit array.

Zhao Wuji showed his doubts and looked at Situ Buqun. This set of war spirit arrays did not look like the spirit cabinet of the Imperial Academy.

Situ Buqun was also confused, shaking his head gently.

Roar ...

Behind Ning Wufeng, a golden dragon rushed out suddenly, antlers and horse mouths, and scales poured from gold soup, shining with dazzling light. The golden claws floated out of the five claws.

Jinlong roared, and the momentum penetrated directly into the hearts of everyone. Even Qin Xinghui's brow jumped suddenly.

So strong!

Luo Shuang looked at Ning Wufeng with an unbelieving expression, and said angrily, "Smelly boy, you are not my opponent!"

He controlled the savage roar, the tomahawk intertwined with the dazzling light, and when the volley fell, the thunder rumbling, white light suddenly appeared, and Jinlong's head fell.

Roar ...

Ning Wufeng's face was cold, his body moved, Jinlong roared, he swung his tail sharply, and swept towards the axe.

With a bang, a surge of turbulent spiritual power rang, and the savage bombardment of Luo Shuang and others abruptly exited.

Luo double-sided color is awesome!

"impossible!"

The golden python danced, hissing his long snake-like shape, his scarlet eyes opened sharply, and the dazzling blood was pressing on everyone's eyes. Some incompetent onlookers met the eyes and were shocked as if they had lost their souls.

"In front of Jinlong, the python is not dormant!" Ning Wufeng stopped drinking, Jinlong growled, and his claws snapped at Jin Python.

With a crunching sound of golden teeth, the golden claw snapped into the body of the golden python. Jinlong grabbed Jin Mang and slammed into Juman.

A python and a python hugged together and rolled to the side of the ring.

Luo's eyes showed horror. How could this happen?

"Okay!" The new disciples of Tianmeng, who were watching from behind, applauded in unison, and Zhao Jun's tight face also showed ease.

When Ning Wufeng and others fell into the downwind just now, he had even prepared the guards behind him. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately rescued the five of Ning Wufeng.

On the platform, a look of anger appeared in Qin Xinghui's eyes, and he asked coldly, "What kind of war spirit array is this?"

Little Zhao Guozhong actually has a battle spirit array he has never seen.

Zhao Wuji's face changed, and he said, "I haven't seen it. It should not be something of our imperial palace."

"Huangdao Xuegong?" Qin Xinghui sighed coldly and sneered: "Don't think you have control over Huangdao Xuegong."

The implication is that there are still many in the Imperial Academy that Zao Wou-ki did not know. There is a sense of blame in the tone.

Zhao Wuji's complexion changed slightly and he clenched his fists.

The Royal Academy was run by the Royal Family, but to this day, the original intentions and secrets of the Imperial Academy were unknown even to the Zhao family.

The only thing they know is that the Imperial Academy is important! So for so many years, outsiders want to know the secrets of the Imperial Academy, and the Zhao family also wants to know.

After all, the Imperial Academy was built in the most prosperous era of Zhao Guo!

"What kind of spirit array is this?" Luo Shuang shouted in horror.

Juman and Anaconda have been defeated by the crazy attack of the five-pronged golden dragon. The golden dragon is agile, and it is like an arm in the hand of Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng raised his mouth slightly, and smiled, "Jinlong cuts pretty! Haha."

Luo Shuang's face changed, listening to the name, no wonder Ning Wufeng's War Spirit Formation restrained him.

However, Qin Xinghui and others did not see it this way. Ning Wufeng clearly made a mystery to cover up the war spirit array.

Even the five members of the Tianmeng Group did not know. In fact, what Ning Wufeng gave them was a matrix method to gather spiritual power. Through the power of five people, they gathered the spiritual power onto Ning Wufeng and plundered the spiritual power in space.

And this golden dragon is just Ning Wufeng's use of Dragon God's decision.

Together with the strong spiritual power of Ning Wufeng's five people, the five spirits are united, and the powerful strength that erupted directly surpassed the opposite Barbarian War Spirit array. And Ning Wufeng practiced the Dragon God for such a long time, naturally wherever he went, the Golden Dragon danced wildly.

Such agility is not comparable to that of the Barbarian War Spirits of Luo Shuang and others. After all, five people are always five people.

Golden Dragon roared down, and between the whistlings, it immediately penetrated Jujuan's chest, and the Jujuan broke apart.

The five people who asked Dao Xuegong shouted in unison, blood squirted wildly, and fell to the ground. Luo fell to the ground with a heavy double, and his face looked terrified.

He was the head of the War Spirit Formation and was most seriously injured.

Ning Wufeng was about to speak. Suddenly a voice rang in his ear. Ruan Yue and others around did not notice it, and saw that it was only said to him.