After the formation parts were assembled, a red-gold light beam appeared, focusing and accumulating power through the formation mirror.
Jiang Wenming's actions in the sky quickly attracted the attention of others, and it would be impossible not to pay attention.
At this time, he was simply more dazzling than the sun in the sky. Not only the Chinese monks, but also the Yingzhou monks also noticed the situation on his side.
Figures rose into the sky and flew towards him.
However, Jiang Wenming seemed to have not seen it and was still focusing on condensing the energy of the formation.
"Who dares to run wild in Donghai City!"
"Your ancestor!"
Jiang Wenming grinned and immediately released the suppression of the formation.
A barrel-thick beam of light shot out.
Wherever the light beam passed, the terrifying high temperature instantly evaporated everything around him, including the Yingzhou monks standing opposite him.
The houses in Donghai City began to catch fire. The Chinese monks standing below felt as if they were in a furnace. They were all miserable and used their magic weapons to resist.
"boom!"
The earth began to tremble, the sea began to boil, and huge waves hundreds of meters high appeared.
And the small island with the temple was directly covered by a mushroom cloud.
"I'll go, this seems a bit powerful!"
Jiang Wenming was also frightened by this scene. He thought that destroying the temple would be enough, but he didn't expect that the island was destroyed with one blow.
However, this move is calculated without intention, and it is fine for sneak attacks. In the actual battle, the opponent will not give him such a long preparation time.
This sudden change shocked everyone instantly.
Figures rose into the sky one after another. They were monks from Yingzhou.
No one expected that the temple, which was fine just now, would suddenly be destroyed. At that moment, everyone gave up besieging Kuiniu and flew towards Jiang Wenming.
"Prepare to meet the enemy!"
The monks from the three major sects were all ready to go, ready to take action at any time.
At this moment, seven figures suddenly flew out of the sea in the distance.
Among these seven people, one has a big head and long ears, holding a fishing rod; one is wearing armor, one holding a sword and the other holding a pagoda.
One holds a wooden hammer, one holds a fan and a cloth bag, one holds a long forehead and a beard, a short old man and a beautiful woman holding a lute.
However, the appearance of the seven people at this time was extremely embarrassing, their bodies were in tatters, and there were wounds everywhere.
"Ebisu, Bishamonten, Mahakala, Fukuroju, Hotai, Juro, and Benzaiten."
After Jiang Wenming saw the images of the seven people, he instantly recognized their identities.
It's not that his memory is very good, but that these seven people are so recognizable when they appear together. They are the Seven Lucky Gods of Yingzhou.
He is also a senior god in their pantheon, and his status is equivalent to the Eight Immortals of China.
But why didn't he expect that the other party would appear here? Shouldn't these gods be worshiped in their own place?
Or do they regard this place as their own territory?
After seeing the appearance of the Seven Lucky Gods, the Yingzhou monks knelt down and worshiped them.
However, the Seven Gods of Luck didn't even look at them, and directly drove a wooden boat across the sea.
"call!"
Jiang Wenming whistled.
This was the signal agreed between him and Bai Ze and the others, to prepare them to evacuate.
Although Kui Niu is very strong, it is still disgusting to encounter the Seven Gods of Fortune. The opponent's individual strength is not very good, but the seven of them are one, complementing each other, and their combat power increases exponentially.
The most disgusting thing is that these seven people have a special ability - to reduce their fortune!
You can attack the target's luck. Once you are hit by them, you will be unlucky for a long time even if you don't die.
He had used this point in the mythical arena when he saw the Norse gods fighting them.
Looking at the aura on the opponent's body, it is obvious that the seven in front of them are their true bodies, and those on the Divine Grace Continent should be just the product of a ray of divine thought combined with the power of faith.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming couldn't help but feel worried. He didn't know if only the Seven Gods of Fortune were like this, or if all the gods in Yingzhou were like this.
If all the gods were not dead, then this world of Kyushu would be much more fun.
In fact, from his personal point of view, he very much hopes that all the gods are not dead, because this means that Lu Dongbin and Han Ba may not be dead either.
Although I don’t know where I am now, there is still hope.
Just when he was thinking about these questions, something changed suddenly.
I saw a huge dragon's tail protruding from the sea water, and the wooden boat was smashed to pieces with its tail.
The Seven Lucky Gods reacted extremely quickly and flew away from the wooden boat to avoid the sudden blow.
"Damn it, Dragon Clan!"
Jiang Wenming could see clearly that what appeared in the sea just now was indeed the legendary dragon clan.
When he didn't see the other party on the Shen'en Continent, he thought that all the dragons had died in the battle.
But I didn’t expect that they were in the Kyushu world.
"The Four Seas Forbidden Zone! The Four Seas Forbidden Zone! I finally know why it is a restricted area! There is the Four Seas Dragon Palace! Hahahaha..."
Jiang Wenming suddenly laughed.
I thought that the gods were gone and he would lead the human race and the alien beasts to fight alone. Unexpectedly, the Four Seas Dragon Clan did not leave and they were still here.
Needless to say, he also knew that the giant dragon that appeared just now must be someone from the East China Sea Dragon Clan.
"Ouch~"
A giant silver-white dragon burst out of the water and roared angrily.
"A bunch of ants dare to disturb my sleep, you all must die!"
Bailong uttered human words and stared at the Seven Gods of Good Luck.
After the body circled in the air, it dived and bit the Seven Gods of Good Luck.
The Seven Lucky Gods looked confused at this time. They wanted to say that they were also victims, but it was a pity that Bailong didn't give them a chance.
After Kui Niu and other strange beasts saw the white dragon appearing, they no longer hid their figures, they all gathered together and became a crowd.
Bai Ze even rode the auspicious clouds and stood in the sky to watch.
Ebisu held the fishing rod and swung it towards Bailong, trying to wrap the fishing line around his body to buy time for the others.
The fishing line swelled in the storm and turned into silk threads all over the sky, and the fishhook successfully hooked Bailong's body.
However, before he could exert any force, he felt his body fly up involuntarily.
Bailong's body kept twisting, trying to break free of those threads, but these threads were extremely tough, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of them.
In the end, he stopped struggling and rushed towards the others with Ebisu.
"This white dragon seems to have some trouble with his brain. He was caught with a fishhook. It is simply a shame for the dragon clan."
Bai Ze saw the other party being entangled with a fishing line by Ebisu and started to comment.
"Bai Ze, should we go and help him? I heard that the Dragon Clan has many treasures. After we rescue him, he might give us some."
Dang Kang said angrily.
"I don't know whether to send treasures or not, but if you go now, you will definitely bring food to him. I can guarantee you this."
"What kind of food do you want me to bring him?"
Dangkang was a little confused.
