I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Chapter 957 The formation is broken

Purple flames burst out the moment the iron pot fell.

The terrifying evil spirit was completely swallowed up as soon as it came into contact with it.

The purple flame rushed towards the red sword full of murderous aura with an unmatched momentum.

The evil spirit, which had not been shaken at all by the absorption of the four swords, was apparently being reduced at a very fast speed.

Fear was revealed on the ferocious faces of the Panxi tribe.

next moment.

The red sword suddenly shone brightly.

As the iron pot was completely smashed down and was about to cover him, the huge body of the Panxi tribe below suddenly disappeared completely.

The red sword in his hand also disappeared.

And the other four swords that continue to absorb the evil energy of the red sword.

"!!!"

Ying Bei was stunned, "No, he can still run after this?"

"It's that sword. That sword has the ability to teleport!" Yun Yin carefully recalled in her mind all the information about the Panxi tribe. This race was exterminated five hundred years ago. Even if she read a lot of books, she would not have a very comprehensive understanding of it.

Take this sword for example... The Panxi tribe had such a powerful sword, so how could they be wiped out so easily?

At least it can delay it for a while, right?

"Fellow Daoist Ning, what should we do now that he has escaped? Why don't we think of a way to get out first? Once we have contacted the outside world, it will be easy to deal with him."

The young man with dimples stood beside Ning Ruan and scratched his head. "The teleportation array of this world has also been damaged since we came here, but as long as you give me some time, I am confident that I can fix it!"

“……” Then you are too confident.

Ning Ruan looked back at him and said, "I think what you said makes sense, but it seems that he doesn't give us time."

“???” The young man with dimples was confused.

Ning Ruan raised her hand and pointed in a certain direction, "If I remember correctly, the three cities of the human race are over there, right?"

“He went there too.”

……

Wang Jiujiu wants to kill someone.

There had never been a moment when his murderous intent boiled to such an extent.

The magic weapon is right in front of you!

But he just couldn't get it.

There were formations one after another, like some wholesale garbage.

For this purpose, he had made all the necessary preparations, including a variety of defensive spiritual weapons.

When I came here, I thought it would be safe this time.

but now……

"continue!"

Wang Jiujiu gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't want to die, take out all your defensive spiritual weapons."

After being together for such a long time, the young masters of the three tribes and the immortal servants have a general idea of what spiritual weapons are.

Especially as the spiritual energy increased, they felt more and more that the spiritual weapons bestowed by the immortals were indeed good things.

Who is willing to give out good things?

"Sir, how about we retreat first? This formation is really terrifying. I'm afraid no matter how many spiritual weapons we have, they won't be enough to put in." The young master of the Leopard Clan spoke first.

However, the words just fell.

Wang Jiujiu knocked him out of the range of the defensive spiritual weapon with a palm.

"I'm not negotiating with you."

"Hand over the defensive spiritual weapon and our cooperation will remain unchanged. If you don't, then there will be no need for cooperation."

Wang Jiujiu's tone was cold.

The young leader of the Leopard Clan who was pushed out had not even had time to react before the sharp sword light pierced through his neck.

The leopard fairy servant moved his feet slightly, but then stopped abruptly.

They watched helplessly as the young master of the Leopard Clan was killed by countless sword energies before he could even activate his defensive spiritual weapon.

In an instant, there was no sound.

The young master of the Leopard Clan is dead!

“You…you killed him. If the city lord knew…” The leopard fairy servant barely suppressed the fear in his eyes, his voice trembling.

The cultivator of the Baicao Spirit Clan interrupted the other party in a stern voice, "So what if we know? If the city lord is unwilling to cooperate with us, then we can change the city lord. What do you think?"

“……” The leopard fairy servant fell silent.

After a moment's silence, he took out three defensive spiritual weapons.

He has no interest in the position of city lord.

But if we can gain the trust of these outsiders, it will be worth it.

With the previous example of the young master of the Leopard Clan, the other two clans had no choice but to take out their spiritual weapons even if they were reluctant.

Wang Jiujiu continued to break the formation with an expressionless face.

After destroying more than a dozen spiritual weapons, he finally showed joy as he became more and more proficient in breaking the formation, "Keep going!"

He has feelings.

After this formation, there will definitely be no new formation!

He finally...

It's about to break!

The excitement reached its peak at the moment the formation was broken.

However, this excitement froze instantly after seeing the blood-red above his head.

"This is……"

Wang Jiujiu's face suddenly changed.

A sword light mixed with a strong murderous aura suddenly came from afar -

At the same time, there was also the clear and pleasant voice of a young girl:

"Don't worry, he has been hit by the dream spell, and he will definitely fall into the formation I set up. There will be no problem at all!"

"???"