Chapter 1132： Tianyun retreat

It may take years for mortals to fight, but for a cultivator, it is a battle, and it will not take long to decide the outcome.

"Brother Fengmo, haven't you beaten the Three Supremes?" Feng Xuan came down, and he spouted blood again, his mana was chaotic, his mind was severely wounded, and his knowledge of the world was harmless, but he dared not come out.

Facing the phantom element with the phantom cloud treasure, dynamism can read, this is death.

A little careless, if he is trapped in the illusion territory by the magical powers in the magic cloud treasure, he will have no power to fight back.

"Not yet!" The corner of the elder's mouth was bleeding, and the mana in his body was burning like a fire, and the pain was tantamount to burning the body with a fire.

Feng Xuan watched that retreat, and nearly one-third of the Tianyun Sect had been damaged, and a trace of despair passed in his eyes.

He originally thought that the Sky Cloud Sect could still persist, but never thought that the Sky Cloud Sect would be so vulnerable.

The Tianyun Sect, which has gone through millions of years, is going to be damaged today?

"Retreat, move Tianyun Great Formation, Fengzong!" Feng Xuan's voice was weak, and there was a blood red in his pupils, as if bleeding.

Fengzong!

Wait for Brother Feng Mo!

If the battle continues, the Wind Demon will defeat the three supreme ones, and the disciples of the Tianyun Sect will lose all of them.

The strength of the phantom element, he could not be the enemy, if the phantom element was slaughtered as before, the disciples of the Tianyun Sect, there will be a few people who can survive.

"Fengzong!?"

The elder was stunned, he looked at the Heavenly Cloud Sect powerhouse who was constantly dying in front of his eyes, and burst out loudly.

"All Tianyun disciples listen to orders!"

"Retreat!"

"Into the sky cloud formation!"

This is a roar, hoarse.

The sound of the entire battlefield could not suppress this powerful roar.

Many disciples of the Tianyun Sect looked at the two elders Feng Xuan fiercely. At this moment, everyone flees directly to Tianyun Nine Mountains.

"Into the sky cloud formation!"

"Don't stay late, otherwise your life will die!"

"Go!"

There was a roar, and even those who were strong in the Hundred Nations and the Magic Cloud Sect were slightly startled.

Immediately, they smiled.

"Want to escape?"

"kill!"

"Don't let them wait for someone to leave!"

Thousands of cloud powerhouses are retreating, descending to the **** of transformation, and reaching the Taoist monarch.

Behind, there were the powerhouses of the Hundred Nations, the disciples of the Illusion Cloud Sect, chasing wildly.

In this process, blood is destined to be sent.

In the distance, Feng Bao and Han Yu stared at this scene blankly.

"Sky Cloud Sect is defeated!"

"So fast, it's not more than two sticks of incense!"

"The disciple is broken, it's almost half!"

Han Yu murmured softly, with a blank look in his eyes. Known as the largest sect in the Northern Wilderness, the dignified third-grade sect, it was defeated.

"Sky Cloud Sect has been supporting it for too long!"

"The strong are too weak, but the Magic Cloud Sect has kept a low profile for millions of years."

Feng Bao also had some regrets. He saw the decline of a third-tier mass.

Entering the Heavenly Cloud Formation, the Heavenly Cloud Sect had already been defeated.

From nine deaths to ten deaths without life, the wind demon was trapped in the magical book on the battlefield outside the stars. In a short time, it might be impossible to escape.

How long can the Tianyun Array support it?

One day, one week, one month...

If the Magic Cloud Sect hadn't had the wind demon for more than a year, how could it provoke the wind demon this lunatic?

"Pity!"

Feng Bao shook his head and looked at Tianyun Sect.

This is the case in the realm of comprehension. If you lose, you lose everything.

...

The sky cloud formation, endless clouds and mist, closed again.

After paying the price of nearly a thousand disciples, only less than half of the strong under the command of Tianyunzong were left, and they were hidden in the big formation.

There are hundreds of powerful people who plan to rush into the big formation to chase and kill them, but suddenly clouds and mist in the big formation are like a quagmire, swallowing up the few strong people who are chasing in, and there is no sound, which makes many people sober.

"Get out!"

In the air, Phantom Yuan's eyes were slightly cool, and the sky clouds formed a great array.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he turned and looked behind him.

Behind him was an existence wrapped in a dark red robe, and the void appeared.

"Venerable, it's your turn to fulfill the contract!" The corner of Huan Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

The Tianyun Array is the last line of defense of the Tianyun Sect. The horror of the Array is beyond imagination. In these millions of years, hundreds of great abilities and countless powerful people have proved the horror of the Array. There is no doubt.

"Yeah!" A deep voice came from the dark red robe.

In it, two pairs of eyes were revealed, with four eyes.

If Qin Xuan saw it, he would definitely be moved.

Tianmu tribe, one of the star sky tribe, ordinary tribesmen of this tribe have two eyes, and they have extraordinary talents in cultivating pupil skills.

Among them, the Tianjiao are born with four eyes, and they claim to have a pair of eyes looking at the sky and a pair of eyes looking at the ground.

The world is in the eyes!

Among them there are six eyes and eight eyes, but in the entire history of the Tianmu tribe, they are even rarer than this star dome dragon and phoenix.

This race is extremely sensitive to all things, and is born with pupil surgery.

He has extraordinary talents for refining tools, alchemy, and formation.

The strong Tianmu clan in the dark red robe looked at the vast cloud and mist, his eyes seemed to collect the cloud and mist in his eyes, and even more light continued to flicker, as if he was deducing this big formation.

Taking this opportunity, Huanyuan couldn't help but give an order, "You wait for cultivation, don't hesitate!"

The powerhouses of the Hundred Nations and the disciples of the Phantom Cloud Sect also suffered a lot. Phantom Yuan observed the loss, and his eyes were slightly cold.

The powerhouse of his Illusion Cloud Sect has also lost a third.

You know, there are more powerhouses in the Magic Cloud Sect than the powerhouses in the Sky Cloud Sect, but now they have lost a third.

Coupled with the fallen powerhouses among the hundred nations, their losses are even more serious than those of the Sky Cloud Sect.

This discovery made Phantom Yuan's eyes sink slightly.

This is enough to be several times the combat power. In terms of cultivation base inheritance, Illusory Cloud Sect is not weaker than Tianyun.

Now the loss is so severe, even if the Tianyunzong did not withdraw from the big formation and lost nearly a thousand people in the end, if those thousand people fought desperately, the casualties would be even more shocking.

The resilience of Tianyun Sect was almost terrifying than he had imagined!

"No wonder, for millions of years, the Sky Cloud Sect still exists!" Huan Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the vast clouds and mist, "Unfortunately, all of this will be attributed to history after all!"

"From now on, there will only be phantom clouds in this northern wilderness!"

In his eyes, it is as if the sky is arrogant, refining the heavenly cloud **** tree, becoming the supreme, horizontally and horizontally in the northern wilderness, the ink cloud star, and even the ten star regions.

Huanyuan has Lingyun lofty ambitions in his heart. He is still young, even if he becomes the supreme, he still has more than 50,000 years to plan.

This is the confidence of his magic element!

But Mie Tianyun was the beginning of all these rising ambitions and the most important step.

On that day, when the strong of the Eye clan deduced the formation, many strong cultivated, and there seemed to be aspirations in the chest of the phantom.

Suddenly, the void fluctuated, slowly tearing a hole.

Inside this mouth, there was a figure with arms hanging down, his complexion slightly pale.

"It's you!" Huanyuan noticed, his pupils suddenly condensed, looking at the person who walked out of the void rift.

Huanyuan suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh, "I really can't find a place to break through the iron shoes, you will rush back to Tianyunzong at this time!"

"The sky is evergreen!"

"I would like to see, today, who can protect you!"

Qin Xuan's face was pale, and the voice of Phantom Yuan came into his ears, and he saw those eyes.

In front of him, there are nearly seven thousand strong people, among them there are a hundred Taoists, and seventeen are powerful.

He lowered his eyes and saw the blood-stained earth, those broken blood-stained, or blood-red sky clouds.

"Phantom Cloud Sect, a hundred kingdoms in the Northern Desolation!"

"You are looking for death!"

Qin Xuan spoke, and if the voice squeezed out of his throat, it seemed to roar and growl.

Those two-way calm and indifferent eyes, at this moment, are only...

Monstrous murder!