Chapter: 3387

The head of Wu Mingzong was stunned for a moment, then he was furious:

"damn thing!"

bang bang bang bang...

The battle became more and more fierce, but the Great Elder and the others still had the action of encircling the third battle during the battle.

This matter is full of weirdness, this person Zhan San, we can't let him run away!

Zhan San also felt the malice, his heart became more and more aggrieved, more and more angry, and he shot mercilessly.

Pooh.

The ax went down and wounded three Wu Mingzong's Earth Formation Realm warriors.

"Zhan San! I will kill you!"

The head of Wu Mingzong was furious, but he still waved his hand and ordered:

"retreat!"

They can't fight anymore, and if they continue to fight, they may fall. These people are the mainstay of the sect, and they can't afford to lose.

So they withdrew to Wu Mingzong one after another, and the mountain protection formation was fully activated.

The Great Elder is not afraid either:

"Zhan San, you lead the team and fight for me!"

"yes."

At this time, Zhan San didn't dare to refute at all, and led a dozen or so masters to continuously attack Wu Mingzong's heaven and earth formation.

The Great Formation of Heaven and Earth is usually not consumed, but it needs to consume crystals when it is activated all the time. Each sect has a reserve of crystals, but if it is exhausted, the mountain protection formation will still be broken, and there is no absolute invincibility.

"Go, notify the main sect and the other three branch sects, and order Tianlong to lead the team personally. Within one month, I will destroy Wu Mingzong!"

The Great Elder of Fengxue Pavilion waved his hand and ordered.

The people inside also heard these words, and the head of Wu Mingzong trembled in anger.

But he couldn't figure it out, what's going on?

Fengxue Pavilion's notification was fast, twelve hours passed.

Group after group of people came over, and gradually, more than 30 natural warriors, more than 60 earthly warriors gathered here, and more than 300 gods.

"beat!"

The Great Elder took the lead in person, a total of more than a hundred people launched powerful attacks at the same time, which caused a tremor to Wu Mingzong's mountain guard formation.

They attacked for an hour, then changed to another group of people, and changed back after an hour. In this way, after more than ten hours of fighting, the head of Wu Mingzong's face was ugly.

The spar is consumed very quickly, they can maintain it, and there are ways to do it, but this kind of meaningless consumption is maddening to death.

At the same time, the fluctuations here have also been learned by many sects, and all of them are stunned:

"What did you say? Fengxue Pavilion didn't attack Tianxia Mountain, but went to fight Wu Mingzong instead?"