brush The sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, and thousands of monks descended from the sky, their eyes full of blazing heat when they looked at the feathered butterfly.
The eight peak powerhouses of the path were also among them, and the eyes that looked at the Feather Butterfly were even more fiery and full of excitement.
This made the black-robed man's face more and more gloomy, and he felt troubled.
If he was the only one, it would naturally be effortless to take down the Feather Butterfly, but with so many monks, how could he sit idly by It's simply impossible In the face of the temptation of the feathered butterfly, no one can remain calm This means that the situation is chaotic, and in order to compete for the Feather Butterfly, everyone present will start a scuffle In this way, how could he not look gloomy Unlike his gloomy, Ling Xian had a bright smile.
It's just because he directed all of this.
Long before he came here, he sent a message to the thief world, asking her to spread the news of the Feather Butterfly, and it was best for the monks of the entire Dream Forest to know about it.
Although this would lead to greater competition, he had little hope in the first place, so he simply confused the pool.
Only in this way can he fish in troubled waters and win in chaos, otherwise with his current strength, he will not be able to compete with the black-robed man.
And right now, thousands of monks are coming, although they are not helping him, but they can balance the black-robed man, and even hinder several other peak powerhouses who choose the path.
In this way, he had an opportunity to take advantage of, and he was naturally quite happy.
"Everything is going well, next, it's time to watch the fire from the other side."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, looked at the inconspicuous thief in the crowd, and nodded slightly to show his appreciation.
Seeing this, the thief smiled and was happy to help Ling Xian.
"The show is about to begin, and it's time for me to leave."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth were raised, revealing a playful smile.
Then, he used the exclusive language of the Feathered Butterfly clan to communicate with the Feathered Butterfly in front of him.
"I'll do my best to break the formation, you don't have to panic, just make yourself look very weak and unable to fight again."
Hearing this, Feather Butterfly nodded as if it didn't understand, although it didn't understand his intention to do it himself, it chose to believe Ling Xian.
Therefore, it gave up resistance.
Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled faintly and used all his strength.
"Boom" There was an earth-shattering bang, and the clouds on the horizon were scattered.
Ling Xian went all out and instantly shattered the main formation, leaving the Feather Butterfly completely exposed in front of people.
And this little guy also knows how to cooperate, and the moment he smashed the main formation, it deliberately fell to the ground, flapping its wings weakly.
The appearance of being unable to fly and being weak and languishing made everyone present more and more excited.
At the same time, the smell of gunpowder here is getting stronger.
"The last fuse, let me light it with my own hands."
Looking at the feathered butterfly that pretended to be weak, Ling Xian smiled faintly and didn't take it into his pocket.
Because in that case, it will become the target of everyone, and it will be besieged by everyone.
So, he went according to the original plan.
I saw that his hands burst out with brilliant golden light, striking one invincible fist mark after another, and attacking everyone indiscriminately.
At the same time, his figure faded, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the side of the thief world hundreds of feet away.
And his move immediately detonated the audience.
Originally, thousands of people were ready to snatch the feathered butterfly.
Now, Ling Xian's move naturally detonated the flames of war.
"Kill" The sound of killing shook the sky, the momentum was like a rainbow, and thousands of monks shot in unison, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.
This made the black-robed man angry, but he was helpless.
The same is true of those powerhouses who choose the pinnacle of the path.
There are too many people, and it is a joke to want to push the audience sideways by yourself.
In other words, it is nonsense to seize the feathered butterfly Although it is extremely weak at the moment, it looks like it can be slaughtered, but it is a dream to rush in front of it "Boom Boom" There were earth-shattering loud noises and terrifying fluctuations, shaking the entire Dream Forest Everyone was full of fanaticism, and they all had red eyes, and they vowed to take the feathered butterfly into their pockets.
This made the battle more and more fierce, and in a short time, no less than 100 people had died.
And this number continues to increase.
"How can it be so amazing to simply drive the tiger and devour the wolf?"
Looking at those people who didn't care about it and were bent on fighting, the thieves were shocked and a little incredulous.
"It's really a very simple plan, and many people know it, and there will definitely be people who sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."
Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "However, there are a few people who can resist the temptation of the Feather Butterfly."
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Hearing this, the thief world was silent.
As Ling Xian said, the allure of the Feathered Butterfly was too great, enough to make anyone lose their minds.
Even if he knows that it will not be beneficial to him to continue fighting, he is unwilling to give up that glimmer of possibility.
Therefore, everyone will go crazy and fight regardless of it.
"In this way, you will be the ultimate winner."
Looking at the battlefield where people kept falling, the thief world showed a light in his eyes and sighed: "Awesome, you just did two things, and you created a great opportunity for yourself, admire." ” "It's nothing more than asking you to spread the news to everyone, and then convince Yuhua Butterfly to accompany me in a play."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, smiling with victory in hand.
Originally, he was in a very passive position, and wanting to win the Feather Butterfly was tantamount to a fool's dream.
But now, the situation has changed dramatically.
As long as there are no accidents, Ling Xian is likely to become the ultimate winner "It's a simple strategy, but it allows you to take the initiative, which is really powerful."
The thief sighed with emotion, he didn't expect Ling Xian to be so easy, so he opened up the situation.
"This is just the beginning, and when they lose both of them, and no one is spared, I am the real winner."
Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, looking at the increasingly fierce battlefield, his starry eyes flashing with anticipation.
And just as he was silently watching, the battle was gradually approaching the end.
As far as the eye can see, the stumps and broken arms in one place are like Shura hell, and the scene is extremely terrifying.
Originally, there were thousands of monks here, to say the least.
But at this moment, they are dead and wounded, and they have lost their ability to fight.
Among the people who could stand, there were only the nine powerhouses who chose the peak of the path.
And that's not the end of it.
Although these nine people know each other well, they are each their own master, and they belong to opposite states.
Therefore, they also started a duel.
"Boom Boom" With a loud bang, one after another the peak powerhouses of the path chose fell to the ground, all coughing up blood, extremely weak.
In the end, the black-robed man also fell to the ground and lost his ability to fight.
This means that the melee is over, and everyone has lost the ability to fight, and they can't even step in front of the Feather Butterfly.
That is, the real winners appeared.
That was Ling Xian Without much effort, he had the last laugh "It's over, and now it's time for me to clean up the mess."
Looking at the terrifying scene in front of him, Ling Xian took a step lightly, and in an instant, the white robe flew, like a king in the world, swallowing the eight desolations
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