"Well, there are twenty-one Wind Wolf Tribes, and there are more than twenty outside. Don't rush to kill them now. We have used so many multi-dimensional qi stones as the power of the formation. The formation will still take a long time to run. Wait a little longer and take a long-term view. Only in this way can we catch big fish." After Zhang Changkong activated the formation, he no longer cared about the life or death of the Wind Wolf Clan army below the 300,000 king level. The importance of these twenty-one Wind Wolf Clan was not just a thousand or so commanders. In comparison, not to mention the people of the Wind Wolf Clan who are as inconspicuous as dust under the leadership rank. Their life and death are insignificant to both the Seven Star Sect and the Wind Wolf Clan. Zhang Changkong didn't care much about those people from the beginning. Ordinary members of the Wind Wolf Clan.
Therefore, Zhang Changkong is still waiting, waiting.
Anyway, the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation" isolates the vitality of the outside world, and the Wind Wolf Clan King inside will only become more and more powerless. What's even better is that the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation" does not consume Zhang Changkong's mana, and the Wind Wolf Clan King will At this moment, Jie was not fighting Zhang Changkong, but Zhang Changkong's wealth.
Obviously, the kings of the Wind Wolf clan did not understand the net worth of an immortal cultivator who had burned, killed, and looted for more than a hundred years.
"Well, the speed of this wind wolf is indeed so fast that it can't be seen. Oh, it can be even faster. This is what is called blending into the wind. It is really amazing."
"This one won't work. It's a shame to the race. It's only 20 to 30% faster than me. It's a waste of racial talent."
"This one is just okay. It can move in a straight line, move in a small area, and change directions quickly. It has solid basic skills. It can be called a little genius of the Wind Wolf clan. However, the straight line in the formation is not what you think. Straight line, what a pity”.
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Zhang Changkong observed the wind wolf clan kings through the formation, and found that these wind wolf clan really had their own tricks. Over the years, he had seen countless alien races with wings, but now it seems that those alien races with wings can defeat them. His wings were roasted. Even if he had wings, he couldn't fly as fast as the Wind Wolf Tribe. What's the use of keeping them? No wonder the Horned Eagle Tribe was not weaker than the Wind Wolf Tribe, but they were hurt by the Seven Star Sect. The Wind Wolf Tribe even jumped up and down for a couple of seconds. In a hundred years, if he, Zhang Changkong, had not come back, it was doubtful whether the Seven Star Sect would be able to cure them.
Zhang Changkong was amazed by the speed of the wind wolf clan's royal level. No wonder the wind wolf clan is a famous bandit race in the endless plains. With such a unique talent, it would be a pity not to be a bandit.
"Huh? What is this Wind Wolf clan king doing?"
Zhang Changkong suddenly found a black-robed King of the Wind Wolf Tribe standing in the air. He easily dodged the wind blade and quicksand attacks in the formation, but did not try to break the quicksand barrier.
The "Yellow Sand Realm Formation" is similar to the previous "Yellow Sand Canopy Formation". The formation is filled with grids separated by yellow sand. Under the chaos of gravity, the square grid is difficult to move up, down, left and right. Distinguish.
Zhang Changkong stared at the strange wind wolf tribe.
Suddenly, a square handkerchief that looked like fur or cloth appeared outside the body of the black-robed Wind Wolf Clan King.
The handkerchief suddenly enlarged and wrapped around the black-robed Wind Wolf clan king, and then began to inflate like a balloon.
The quicksand barrier only blocked the balloon for a moment, and then it was inflated.
Zhang Changkong felt the quicksand barrier being broken open one after another, and thought, "Could this be the so-called ancestral weapon? Back then, I seized a broken thorn from a foreign race. It was said that it was the ancestral weapon of that foreign race. I thought it was the ancestral weapon." They are all the kind of things that are no big deal, but I didn’t expect that this handkerchief would be so extraordinary.”
If he adjusts the formation and concentrates his power, Zhang Changkong is confident that the balloon will not be able to expand. However, there are still twenty wind wolf clan kings in the formation, and more kings may need to be collected in the future.
Then, with a thought in Zhang Changkong's mind, the huge magic weapon Two Scales appeared in the formation, surrounded by layers of silver chains, and tied up the balloon at once.
The balloon was about to expand crazily, and the chain was trying to squeeze in. The two suddenly froze.
"Although the power of this thing is not as powerful as the magic weapon, it is not as convenient to use." Zhang Changkong took out the magic weapon that stores the mana-restoring elixir and started to restore mana. Using the magic weapon still consumes more mana. There are still a lot of enemies to destroy later, and a lot of mana has to be used to drive the God of the Earth.
Half a day later, Zhang Changkong sensed that another group of Wind Wolf Clan kings had arrived outside the formation. The specific number was unknown. They were far away and could not be scanned by his spiritual sense. The perception through the formation was rather vague. He just felt that there was something there. Many spells attack the formation from the outside.
However, it is estimated that the Wind Wolf Tribe has almost reached the king level again and again. It depends on how much patience they have. Anyway, Zhang Changkong has too many vitality stones to use up. As long as he keeps the vitality stones, the two people in the formation will Don't even think about running away with eleven kings. No matter how they attack outside, don't even think about breaking the formation. It's really a joke that he can achieve the formation skills of traveling through the void.
The next step is to be patient.
The Yellow Wind Wolf King looked down at the huge formation standing in the canyon like a yellow sand pillar, with an ugly expression on his face.
The Storm Wolf King also had a gloomy expression, and the other kings of the Wind Wolf Clan all had heavy hearts.
"What should we do? Shadow Wind Wolf King and the others are trapped. What should we do next? It seems that our attack from the outside will not have much effect. Moreover, we are afraid of accidentally injuring our people." A late king level wind warrior said The wolf clan looked at the Storm Wolf King and asked.
"Huang Feng, tell me", the Storm Wolf King looked at the Yellow Wind Wolf King.
"The situation will only get worse if we wait. The four human kings haven't reacted yet. If we wait any longer, if they meet up, it will be more difficult for us to rescue Shadow Wind and the others. Let's go directly in and join Shadow Wind and the others. Our three ancestral weapons, plus our many kings, work together to break this formation. No matter how strong the formation is, there is a limit after all. I feel that Shadow Wind has already used the ancestral weapon, and the human king in charge of the formation has also Use their magical weapons to fight against Shadow Wind's ancestral weapons. Before the four human kings come, let's go in and break this formation in one fell swoop." Yellow Wind Wolf King said. In fact, he wanted to use the ancestral weapons to attack from the outside. , but he was afraid that the attack would be directed by the formation to his own clansmen, which would be a tragedy, so he thought it would be safer to go into the formation to join the others. This formation could trap an ancestral weapon of Shadow Wind, but not necessarily They can hold their three ancestral weapons.
"Okay", the Storm Wolf King was also very decisive.
As a result, twenty-two Wind Wolf clan kings rushed into the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation", leaving only four Wind Wolf clan kings outside.
Zhang Changkong: "...".
Well, he had already predicted the Wind Wolf Clan's recklessness, everything was planned, and they were used to being lawless because of their fast running speed.
Forty-three Wind Wolf Clan kings entered the formation. Zhang Changkong didn't know if this was all the Wind Wolf Clan had in Sanheng Mountain, but he couldn't wait any longer. Even if he wanted to wait, the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation" would I can't hold on any longer.
Four magical weapons, the Insect King's Order, the Soul-Dead Bell, the Incarnation of the Earth, and the Heart of the Mountain, appeared in the formation one after another. A few of the Wind Wolf Clan kings saw a corner of the magical weapon in the yellow sand grid.
The two scales broke away from the balloon.
The five magical instruments were decomposed one after another, and soon, the God of the Earth, which was black and yellow, with a hint of silver, appeared.
Although the figure of the God of the Earth was covered by the formation, the huge energy fluctuations reminded the King of the Wind Wolf Clan in the formation of how he was dominated before he had practiced and was still an ordinary Wind Wolf Clan member. fear.
The huge fluctuations were not only within the formation, but also spread far through the formation.
The four Jueqing mages who were more than two hundred miles away felt it immediately. After discussing it, the four of them cautiously approached Zhang Changkong.
Zhang Changkong did not hesitate.
"God's hand crushes!"
"Keep breaking it for me!"
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A king of the Wind Wolf Clan suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, but before he had time to react, something like a wall of despair took away everything from him along with the sudden sharp pain. This was the limit of his mental strength before death. Only by improving can we judge that what destroyed him was a wall, well, it looked like a pillar. Anyway, he was killed by the shock airflow before he touched it.
A Wind Wolf Clan King who had just broken through the quicksand barrier had not had time to observe the new yellow sand grid space. With a roar, the Wind Wolf Clan King disappeared.
"Boom!" "Boom" "Boom"...
After ten huge roars, the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation" was almost exploded by Zhang Changkong himself using the God of the Earth.
After just ten punches, Zhang Changkong had to let the God of the Earth break down into magic weapons and put them into the magic domain. After he entered the late stage of the mage, his magic power became more refined and more efficient, so he could Attack with Earth God ten times in a row.
It is not impossible to continue attacking, but he still has less than a hundred mana. To be on the safe side, it is better to recover first. At any time, he will not let himself be in a situation where he is unable to resist, even if his sniper attack on the Wind Wolf Tribe falls short. No matter what, to put it simply, he doesn't trust the Masters of the Seven Star Sect. To be precise, he doesn't trust anyone. It would be too sad if his period of weakness gave others an opportunity.
To become an immortal, you have to be stronger than others so that you can get enough resources. However, strength is relative, so you must be cautious.
"Huh, it feels really good to punch a kid. If they use magical weapons, the speed of those Wind Wolf tribe is quite troublesome. As long as they dodge most of the power of the magical weapon attacks, they may still waste time, but the divine hand crushing is different. "It's dead if you touch it, die if you rub it. Eleven Wind Wolf Clan King Ranks were killed with ten punches." Zhang Changkong was in an unprecedented happy mood. He felt that at this moment, their humble lives in the Wind Wolf Clan King Ranks were... Against the background of the world, he has stood at the top of the food chain, at least the top of the food chain in the Endless Plains.
Zhang Changkong looked lovingly at the many Wind Wolf Clan kings who were shivering in the formation with the eyes of a shepherd but didn't know what happened.
Zhang Changkong fell into the ground and opened a space, took out the elixir and began to restore his mana. There were still many Wind Wolf Clan kings waiting for his care.
"The King of the Wind Wolf Clan seems to have a storage device similar to the talisman, but the divine hand smashed it, leaving no trace of armor." I just don't know if that ancestral weapon can be preserved under the attack of the God of the Earth. " Zhang Changkong thought while recovering his mana. He deliberately didn't take action against the man in black robes. He wanted to find a way to hand over the handkerchief. Otherwise, every time he fought, he would kill the enemy to ashes. It's great, but it's not a problem without any loot. You know, this time he spent his own money to arrange the "Yellow Sand Realm Formation". Killing these Wind Wolf Clan kings will be beneficial to the Seven Star Sect, and He, Zhang Changkong, has no direct interest relationship.
Therefore, Zhang Changkong didn't have to make a profit, but he couldn't lose too much. Zhang Changkong took a fancy to that scarf.
At this moment, Zhang Changkong is still not sure whether there is really only one King of the Wind Wolf Clan who carries the ancestral weapon in his formation, or whether there are more. He hopes that the more the better.
