GBP Chapter 939 The Heavenly Gang 36 Sword Formation is Broken
Chapter 939 The Heavenly Gang 36 Sword Formation is Broken
Compared to Ao Wudi and Xuan Yue's exasperation, Ping Tian and the Tree of Life were practically in despair.
They sacrificed so much and schemed everything, all for Wang Bin's Nine Hells Spirit-Slaying Tower.
They've prepared so many "gifts" for Wang Bin, yet he hasn't come himself.
At this moment, Ping Tian knew that he would not be able to get his Nine Hells Spirit-Slaying Tower back for the time being.
We are not afraid of enemies with good talent, nor are we afraid of enemies with strong strength.
What I fear most is a coward like Wang Bin, who is clearly very strong but is extremely afraid of death.
This was the first time Ping Tian had ever encountered such a cowardly creature hiding in the back during a major battle concerning the survival of their race. One can only imagine how desperate Ping Tian felt at that moment.
Ping Tian suddenly thought of something, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Gentlemen! Since things have come to this, let's change our plan!"
The target has changed to those thirty-six magical flying swords, as you have all seen.
The Thirty-Six Heavenly Sword Formation could automatically engage the enemy without Wang Bin having to come over himself.
However, I had already seen it; those thirty-six spirit swords were just ordinary low-grade spirit swords, none of which had a spirit.
I'm certain of this. It has neither a spirit nor does it need human control, but why can it form a sword formation?
There must be some secret we don't know about, waiting for the moment the formation breaks.
Using that energy to initiate spatial teleportation, they attempted to send several of the magical flying swords away.
If we obtain the flying sword, we can discover Wang Bin's secret, or at the very least, destroy his sword formation.
Without the flying swords, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Swords Formation cannot be formed. These ordinary spiritual treasure flying swords cannot even break through Brother Invincible's dragon scales!
Ha ha ha ha! "
"Good, good, good idea! Without the Thirty-Six Heavenly Swords Formation, with Wang Bin's meager strength, I could crush him with a single claw!"
Ao Wudi's eyes lit up, and Xuan Yue's face also showed joy.
"In that case, let's not waste all the preparations we've made!"
If we can kill all sixty Nascent Soul Realm demonic beasts on the other side, the human race will be able to continue attacking our two races.
The sea area is so vast, even if they occupy it, they can't hold it!
"Yes! These damned opportunists! They're clearly demons, yet they've sided with me, a human."
And after defecting to the human race, they still work so hard! They deserve to die!
"Soul Killer, you will be teleported away with the teleportation array, just in case something happens here."
Let's just dive into the spatial turbulence and retreat!
The Great Sage Equaling Heaven then gave the order, saying that he had no choice but to accept that the Nine Hells Spirit-Slaying Tower could not be retrieved.
Then he could only think of other methods, such as Wang Bin's Thirty-Six Heavenly Sword Formation, which was very mysterious.
If I could seize a few flying swords and study them carefully, I should be able to make some discoveries.
After all, it's just the lower realm; how could their weapon-refining skills compare to mine?
If all else fails, he can try to possess another body. After all, in the Canglan Realm, one can only cultivate to the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and Wang Bin will have to leave sooner or later.
You can always find an opportunity!
"I know!"
Upon hearing Ping Tian's instructions, Shi Hun nodded, now completely obedient to Ping Tian.
First, Ping Tian taught him many secret techniques of spatial laws, and there were still many secret techniques he hadn't taught him.
Secondly, he also wanted to follow Pingtian to a higher world to cultivate, as he now knew the power of his spatial spirit body.
Of course, I don't want to grow old and die in the Canglan Realm.
An hour later, the human race had finalized their attack plan.
Xuan Chuan hovered outside the formation of the Myriad Races Alliance headquarters, surrounded by a faint spiritual aura. He respectfully addressed the Sword Condensation Platform that stood quietly to the side: "Lord Xiao Wang, activate the attack form of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Sword Formation and break this formation!"
"The Thirty-Six Heavenly Swords Formation!"
As soon as the words fell, the thirty-six magical flying swords instantly detached from the sword-gathering platform, transforming into streaks of sharp light that shot into the air, rapidly swirling and intertwining.
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a ball of light that shone with a cold, sharp light, and its sword energy spread out, even cutting through the surrounding seawater and space, causing it to ripple.
"Everyone, prepare to attack!"
Xuan Chuan had already transformed into a tortoise-shaped body several thousand meters in size, with the Wu Qingqing sisters standing side by side on its broad back.
These two are Wang Bin's Daoist partners, and their identities are special. He absolutely cannot afford to make any mistakes in his hands, otherwise the consequences will be endless, and he does not want to face such consequences.
"kill!"
As the sphere of light suddenly lit up, three sword energies, each reaching the power of the Void Refinement Realm, tore through the seawater and shot towards the formation with a world-destroying momentum.
The human warriors seemed to have received a precise signal, and their already fully charged spells and supernatural powers erupted simultaneously, with various colored spiritual lights intertwining and densely raining down on the formation.
"Thunder!"
"Water Dragon Yin!"
"The sword energy is everywhere!"
"A devastating blow!"
"..."
One attack after another rained down, their force deafening, causing the sand and rocks on the seabed to churn and the seawater to surge with waves several feet high.
Just after throwing two peace bombs, Wu Qingqing and her sister suddenly heard Xuan Cang's urgent voice in their minds:
"Stand still!"
Before the two could react, their bodies were enveloped by a powerful force and they were rapidly retreated backward at an astonishing speed, instantly moving dozens of miles away from their original location and avoiding the core area of the battlefield.
"Kill!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Crack——!"
The seemingly unbreakable spatial array of the Myriad Races Alliance only managed to deflect the direction of two Void Refinement Realm sword energies. The third sword energy slammed into the array, instantly creating a clear crack. Immediately afterward, more than sixty spells and supernatural abilities followed in quick succession.
This mere fifth-order defensive formation couldn't withstand such a heavy blow. It shattered and disintegrated instantly, and the surrounding space began to twist and collapse violently. Countless tiny black cracks kept flashing, exuding an eerie aura.
At this moment, the Wu Qingqing sisters had already been taken away by Xuan Cang by more than a hundred miles and were still retreating further away.
The two sisters looked up at the battlefield, their pupils suddenly contracted, and they were filled with astonishment—their own Nascent Soul Realm experts were actually rapidly dispersing and retreating after unleashing a round of attacks, their movements swift and decisive.
Only a dozen or so demon lords, led by the Tide Turtle, remained standing there dumbfounded, completely unaware of what was happening.
This doesn't match the attack plan we discussed beforehand at all!
It was clearly agreed that the moment the formation broke, they would seize the opportunity to surround the enemy, with each pair of people restraining one Nascent Soul Realm demon beast from the other side.
The enemy was trapped in one place, so how come everyone has run away now, leaving only the Tide Turtle and the others behind?
The two sisters were filled with doubts, and before they could sort out their thoughts, the battlefield ahead suddenly changed.
At the site of the shattered array, large swathes of space began to distort irregularly, a dark spatial turbulence appearing to be manipulated.
With a violent aura, it charged straight toward the Thirty-Six Heavenly Swords Formation, drawing in the seawater within a radius of dozens of miles, forming a huge whirlpool.
Spatial teleportation!
"Space freezes!"
"Spatial Barrier!"
"The Realm of Life!"
"Life sacrifice!"
"Oh no! It's the Tree of Life's doing again!"
"Roar! Mystic Water Domain!"
"I……"
The spatial array outside the headquarters of the Myriad Races Alliance did not collapse completely as expected. Instead, a powerful spatial turbulence rushed out from the crack and headed straight for the sword array.
The space within a radius of dozens of miles was completely distorted, and the seawater churned more and more violently. Just then, a figure darted out from the spatial turbulence; it was none other than the Soul Slayer Venerable.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Thirty-Six Heavenly Swords Formation was disrupted by the turbulent currents, he suddenly unleashed a spatial stagnation technique.
The space within a ten-meter radius of him instantly froze, and even the flying swords in the sword formation stopped in mid-air, unable to move.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Soul Slayer Venerable summoned a spatial barrier, precisely trapping the three nearest spiritual treasure flying swords. The next second, dense teleportation array patterns appeared around him, and with a flash of light, he and the three flying swords disappeared into thin air without a trace.