Chapter 151: It's a pity that you don't cook

Poison Peak stretched out his palm to stick to the big formation, and circles of black spiritual power attached to his hand and transmitted to the big formation. Each circle of spiritual power would cause the big formation to oscillate.
The ten elders behind Dufeng all stepped forward, condensing the magic seal with their hands, and bombarded the magic circle.
Poison Peak did it himself. It was no longer possible for Wang Liang to protect the big formation. Without a stick of incense, the big formation would be broken.
This situation was also expected by Mu Yang and Wang Liang. They had no plans to bite the bullet and hold on. Mu Yang snapped his fingers, "Go." Then he turned cleanly and walked directly towards the valley.
Like Mu Yang, Shen Gaolin, Wang Liang, and Tang Kai didn't seem to care about Panfengmen's attack at all, and even Shen Gaolin yawned and left leisurely.
Their relaxed appearance made Du Feng's heart surprised. This great formation was the only hope in Luoyue Valley. Why did they give up like this? In the previous rounds of offensive, the disciples of Luoyue Valley desperately guarded the big formation. Isn't it possible that there was a fraud in this indifferent appearance today? Did Luoyue come back?
Thinking of this, Du Feng put his palm away and stared at Wang Liang. From Wang Liang's eyes, Du Feng could see three points of mockery, three points of ridicule and four points of carelessness.
Wang Liang smiled slightly, holding a magic talisman in his right hand and shook it in front of Poison Peak, then squeezed it lightly, and the magic talisman exploded.
Almost at the same time, bursts of explosions occurred in the canyon! As the explosion sounded into the sky, there was also the screams of the Panfengmen disciples!
Dufeng's eyes widened, and he turned to see that his disciples were blown up, and some of them were directly blown into several pieces.
"Wang Liang! The old man will definitely break your body into pieces today!"
A group of dying people dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, this is completely playing Panfengmen! This is the humiliation he has not experienced for decades!
boom!
He almost condensed the spiritual power of his whole body, bombarded the magic circle, and hit the magic circle into a crack.
Wang Liang raised his mouth, raised his eyebrows provocatively, and then turned to follow Mu Yang and the others.
Toxic Peak burst into flames and shouted angrily: "Fight me! Break the magic circle and smash them into pieces!"
"Yes!"
The disciples who had been teased all the way by the Moon Valley were also furious at this moment. So far, they have lost nearly 300 disciples, and the number is less than 1,000. They quickly organized and began to attack the magic circle in an orderly manner.
In the Luoyue Valley, Mu Yang raised his head and looked at the dome-like magic circle, which was already full of cracks and crumbling. "Oh, it won't last long. We can only lure the enemy to go deeper and take advantage of the previous layout and terrain. Destroy them one by one. It's just that, Luoyue Valley will be ruined in a disastrous way."
Wang Liang looked around and sighed deeply, "Now I can't manage that much, don't have too much scruples, let go and fight! Stand in place and prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Okay, let's fight hard!" Shen Gaolin clenched his fists, a little excited, and walked toward the deep forest with a big knife.
Leng Ya hurried back to Mengxi Pavilion again. Since the owner of the valley left, his task is to guard Mengxi Pavilion.
Tang Kai and Wang Liang stayed where they were, and Mu Yang went to the dormitory area. After two steps, he was stopped by Wang Liang, "Muyang, be careful of your safety."
Mu Yang shook his bangs, pinched his waist and said, "Take one hundred and eighty hearts, I can't die."
"That's really impossible to die, anyway, it's an illusion." Gou Ge was so bored that he turned the novel and vomited heartlessly.
Muyang chose the dormitory area, and he also had his own plan. When he was doing barbecue last night, he also made a few roast ducks. After Muyang arrived in the square, he immediately heated the charcoal fire and took out the roast duck. On the grill, brush with oil and heat again.
The large formation above his head was still shaking. Looking from a distance, many places in the Luoyue Valley were propped up with shining magic formations. All the disciples were waiting in a serious formation, only Mu Yang was still making roast duck leisurely.
After a while, bursts of fragrance floated out, and the oil dripped down. The dog threw away the novel in his hand, staring at the roast duck with his saliva, and his eyes moved with Muyang's rotating roast duck.
"Muyang Muyang, shouldn't giving me one affect the plan?" Brother Gou's halazi all shed.
Muyang sucked, and smiled wryly, "Hey, or why do you think I do so much, let them live first, let's eat one."
Muyang picked one of the most plump roast duck with tangy smell and put it on the side table, took out the Longyang sword and split it in half, gave the half to the dog brother, and put the half on the table by himself. With the crispy meat and the lower fat golden and oily, Mu Yang stuffed it into his mouth without forgetting the oil on his fingers.
"Wang! Good smell! Haha, Muyang, you are great!" Brother Gou put the roast duck on the plate, sucked and bit off the duck skin outside.
"Yeah! The meat is also very tender, the bones are crispy, it breaks when you bite it, and the flavor is deep. The more you chew, the more fragrant you are. I will go. When the selection is over, you can make more. This thing is a bit addictive. Stop practicing ~EbookFREE.me~ Go open a restaurant, it's a shame that you are not a cook."
"You can shut up, I'm still waiting for my cultivation to marry Ayue."
boom!
Just as Mu Yang just swallowed the meat in his mouth, the magic circle in the sky shattered! The messy energy storm swept through like a scourge.
Mu Yang flicked his wrist and lifted his cuffs to wipe the oil from his mouth, and stared at the western mountain in the distance, where the black air was soaking into the sky, and the decisive battle was about to begin.
Wang Liang and Mu Yang set up many magical magic arrays and traps at the entrance. As long as the Panfengmen army stepped into it, a series of visions could be triggered, separating most of the enemy forces and changing their march. Direction, and then scattered throughout the Lunar Valley. As long as they are not gathered together and their forces are too scattered, they may be defeated one by one.
No matter how strong the Poison Peak is, his goal is only the Sacred Fire Lotus Lantern, and he is not familiar with Luoyue Valley at all. He doesn't know where to find it, so he can only bump around like a headless fly.
All the disciples of Luoyue Valley were hidden, and the enemy army faced the deserted Luoyue Valley, feeling a little at a loss for a while, and could only fumble and search.
Originally they were going to come in and kill wildly, but when they really came in, they didn't see the target of the killing, and their enthusiasm was also weakened a lot. They were worried that there were ghosts, and they became more cautious.
Falling Moon Valley is so big, it is too easy to hide more than sixty people, and there may be traps everywhere, but it makes people have a kind of unknown fear.
A small group of people and horses, close to each other, always on alert, went all the way northward around the mountain, through the flower fields, and over the river.
"Look, there are many houses there." One of them pointed to the foot of a mountain and said.
Everyone's eyes converged, sharp-eyed, and saw the smoke.
"There must be someone there, go and take a look."