Chapter 1629: Tiangang Beidou Formation

At the gate, Yimei and Tianxin Buddha came back to their senses, and the two of them looked around, their faces changed.
At this time, Miaoshui Zhenren and Long Shisan were fighting fiercely with three ascetics, while the monks of the Mad Blade Sect and the Purification Sect and a group of casual practitioners were fighting with the remaining dozens of ascetics in blood together.
Judging from the situation at the scene, although the monks had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers, they were actually completely at a disadvantage. Even at the beginning of the battle, there were many casualties.
These ascetics are like machines with no sense of touch. No matter the monks' weapons and martial arts are applied to them, their brows will not be frowned. They are completely offensive and not defensive.
"Quickly, come and help!"
Seeing the severe situation in front of him, the face of Tianxin Buddha changed slightly, and he gave an order to the Buddhas behind him, and then rushed into the temple first.
Although he had always thought of reaping the benefits of the fishermen, he knew that if these ascetics did not do their best to deal with these ascetics, they would really be annihilated like Long Shisan said.
Although he hadn't seen the horror of the ascetics in person, judging from the classics left by the sect, they were very difficult to deal with.
With the addition of Tianxin Buddhist followers and several Buddhist followers, the pressure on the crowd was greatly reduced, and the originally critical fighting situation soon stabilized.
Seeing the people fighting in a ball, Master Yimei frowned, he knew that their rune sect should make a move.
"The disciples of Shenfuzong listen to the order, Bu Tiangang Beidou formation!"
Master Yimei gave a low drink, and then saw him wave his big hand, and the nine-stroke formation flag exuding a powerful atmosphere instantly appeared around him.
His expression was a bit solemn, and under the protection of the disciples of the gods, a series of flags flew out of his hand and inserted into the ground in front of him. In front of each of the flags, there were two disciples of the gods. Guard and continuously inject spiritual power into the formation flag.
In an instant, Master Yimei had already laid the eight-stroke formation flag. Under the protection of the disciples of Shenfuzong, the eight-stroke formation flag echoed each other, and a powerful energy wave emerged from the eight-stroke formation flag.
After doing all this, Master Yimei's face became serious, and he took the last shot of the flag and leaped towards the fighting crowd.
There are the formation eyes that support the operation of the entire formation. As long as he inserts the formation flag in the position of the formation eyes and activates the energy on the formation flag, the entire Tiangang Beidou formation is completed.
"protect me!"
When he came to a monk, Master Yimei gave a soft drink, then turned around, found the position of the formation eye, inserted the formation flag, and began to pour spiritual power into the formation flag.
"What kind of formation is this, so strong!"
The formation was about to be formed, and Zhang Yifeng's expression changed slightly when he felt the strong spiritual power fluctuations in the air.
With his seven-level high-level formation cultivation base, one can only vaguely see that the formation arranged by Master Yimei should be an attack formation. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power in the air, the attack power of this formation must not be weak.
"This master of Yimei from the Divine Rune Sect is indeed a formation king!"
Previously in Wuyun Town, Zhang Yifeng had a conflict with Zhou Yan of Shenfuzong, but at Zhou Yan's half-hanging level, compared with the master Yimei in front of him, it was simply the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue.
Shen Fu Zong can become one of the three top sects in Tianzhou, it must have real ability.
With the formation of the formation, perhaps the ascetic monks were also aware of the danger, and the three ascetics turned around at the same time, chasing and killing Master Yimei.
"Quickly, protect Master Yimei!"
Long Shisan and others shouted at that time.
Many disciples hurriedly went to Master Yimei, but because the distance was a little far away, ascetic monks stood in the way, and they couldn't make it through for a short time.
Seeing that three ascetic monks were approaching Master Yimei, a middle-aged man with small eyes stood in front of Master Yimei.
The middle-aged with these little eyes is Zhang Yifeng who has changed his face. To protect one eyebrow is to protect himself. Zhang Yifeng still understands the truth. This is why he shot.
It is a pity that Zhang Yifeng's cultivation is far inferior to the ascetic monk. At this time, facing the siege of the three ascetics, even if he has turned on the war fairy body, his physical body has become stronger, and he is attacked by the ascetic monk, still feeling a surge of blood.
If this continues, he will lose without ten moves.
Zhang Yifeng frowned, still not daring to fight hard, he used his body skills to avoid the attacks of the three ascetics, and then turned and looked at Master Yimei.
At this time, Master Yimei frowned, and the formation seemed to be at a critical juncture. From this look, I am afraid it will take a while to complete the formation, that is to say, he has to hold the three ascetics for a while.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help secretly crying, he was not the opponent of the three ascetics, and it was difficult to deal with it, even if he persisted for a second, it would be a great pressure for him.
"I'll help you."
At this moment, with a rough voice, a rough-faced man rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng took a closer look, and the person here was actually Xiong Da, who had previously had a conflict with him.
At this time, Xiong Da was covered in blood, he rushed to Zhang Yifeng and said, "I can only deal with one person."
Zhang Yifeng took a deep look at Xiong Da, then nodded and said, "Okay, leave it to me, the other two."
Although the ascetic monk is powerful, Zhang Yifeng can still cope with it if it only drags the two of them for a short time.
With Xiong Da's participation, Zhang Yifeng's pressure was suddenly reduced.
Facing the two ascetics alone, although the danger was all around, they finally dragged them down.
boom!
Finally, after ten breaths, a majestic energy suddenly appeared in the hall, and then, a large formation enveloped everyone in the battle.
"Tiangang Beidou, Golden Arrow!"
Master Yimei shouted, and the disciples of the Shenfuzong guarding the formation flag took out several array flags and inserted them around Master Yimei in a special formation.
Almost at the same time, a heart-pounding energy gathered in the air, and in turn formed countless sharp arrows composed of spiritual power, and the sharp arrows exuded a strong murderous intent.
Shoo!
After the sharp arrows were condensed, with a fierce killing intent, as if they had grown eyes, they poured down on the dozens of ascetics.
In the formation, everyone saw the sharp arrows pouring down, and there was a look of horror in their eyes. Is this the rhythm to kill them too?
But everyone's worries only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, because they found that those horrible arrows all fell on the dozens of ascetics and did not harm them.
The arrow hit the ascetic monk's body, pierced into their body instantly, then burst open suddenly, madly destroying the ascetic monk's body.