What If I Can’t Die?

"What if I can't die (

Their situation is different from Li Ba's. They have array flags to form an array, which can form an isolated space. The key is that Song Shi can defend and suppress whether he enters the array or not.

So he thought that there was no other force to attack, Song Shi would never have another chance to kill their people.

Song Shi stopped in front of the Tiangang Disha Formation, and Qian Wuji did not order an attack, and kept purely on the defensive.

He regained his composure, and sneered: "Old ghost in blood, I admit that you are very powerful, but you just took advantage of the chaos to kill some people. Now there is no one else to disperse the power of the heaven and earth formation. If you have the ability, force the formation for me." collapse?"

"Oh, this is what you asked for, then I will fulfill you."

Song Shi chuckled, and made a tactic with his left hand. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered and condensed into runes, which were ejected by his fingers and hit the formation.

This rune is like a bone-attached maggot, strangely integrated into the formation, and began to block the operation of the formation.

Yes, he is breaking the formation.

As a sixth-grade formation mage, this kind of formation, after carefully observing it for a while, knew how to break through it, and it was the kind that he could break through alone.

Qian Wuji was keenly aware that the operation of the formation was affected, and stared blankly at Song Shi: "How is it possible, this is a fifth-order formation, even if it is a simplified version, you shouldn't be able to break it."

"Didn't you say that I lived a few hundred years longer, so it's normal for me to have a higher level of formation?"

Song Shi looked playful, and raised his other hand, and he threw out one after another of bright flame sword energy, deliberately attacking the key nodes of the formation, further disrupting the operation of the formation.

The Tiangang Disha Formation began to tremble and distort, the light was dim, and it seemed that it was about to be broken.

"Is this blood-clothed old ghost still a human being? He can actually use formations!"

"The key is that the level of formation is not low at all."

"What else can he not do, have children?"

"Hehe, as long as he wins over the female monk, he can give birth to a child."

The people who watched the play were already numb, so they made fun of it instead.

"Attack, don't let him break the formation!"

Qian Wuji found that it was impossible to just defend now, so he had to order another attack to prevent Song Shi from breaking the formation.

Song Shi was beaten to death several times, and continued to break the formation persistently after being resurrected.

Today, he either drives them away or kills them. There is no third choice for these people.

After a few times, the formation composed of more than 80 people was broken by Song Shisheng to the point of collapse.

Gan Wuji gritted his teeth, and said regardless of his image: "Damn it, Song Shi, don't bully me too much!"

"Your number of monks is dozens of times that of mine, do you think I'm too deceitful?"

Song Shi sneered: "Another person would have been killed by you long ago, and now they are all reincarnated."

Gan Wuji was speechless, if he hadn't experienced it personally, who would believe that dozens of people were beaten by one person?

"Surrender, you are surrounded by me."

Song Shi grinned, the current state is really cool.

The result of his immortality is that there are countless lives to consume this kind of group. As long as it takes a long time, an army of monks can be worn out by him.

Seeing that it was almost broken, he threw it with one shot.

Boom!

With the loud noise, a part of the Tiangang Disha Formation shattered, and he directly tore a hole open.

Not to mention Qian Wuji, the top talents such as Xuan Buzheng and He Changqing all changed their expressions.

He can't be killed, his combat power is comparable to terror, and the level of formation is still so high, whoever provokes whoever is really unlucky.

"Ah! Blood-clothed old ghost, I, Gan Wuji, are at odds with you!"

Gan Wuji roared incompetently, rushed out to fight the blood-clothed old ghost, and was still knocked back with the assistance of his subordinates.

Song Shi rushed into the crowd, picking soft persimmons to attack.

The gun shot out like a dragon, piercing through the body, the sword light flashed, and the head fell to the ground. Song Shi's moves became simpler and more lethal.

Gan Wuji couldn't see any hope. After killing Song Shi with his joint efforts, he faced his panic-stricken subordinates: "Let's all go, there is no need to die in this perverted phone for nothing."

Swipe!

It was another quite spectacular scene. At the same time, many people gave up the trial and disappeared under the power of teleportation.

outside world.

Thousands of monks were still in shock, Li Ba brought people out in a panic, and as a burst of light fell, dozens of people appeared at the same time.

Many eyes gathered, and after seeing the person who came out this time, their expressions were stunned.

"Prince Qian? The others are also from the royal family and court of Qian."

"What happened today? Two consecutive dynasties were forced out. It's been a long time."

"The people of Li Country were forced out by the blood-clothed old ghost, what happened to them?"

Under the gazes of amazed eyes, Gan Wuji was ashamed and indignant, and without saying a word, he turned around and flew towards the base camp.

"Haha, Gan Wuji didn't expect you to be forced out, so I feel much better."

Li Ba, who had just explained the specific situation, saw Qian Wuji's deflated appearance, and laughed and mocked directly: "The person you provoke should also force you out, otherwise it would be too unfair."

The word "fairness" was particularly harsh, making all the faces of Qian Wuji and his party turn black.

"Li Ba, don't gloat, if it wasn't for your sneak attack, which affected us to kill the blood-clothed old ghost, how would things happen later?"

Qian Wuyin couldn't help but refute.

"Kill the blood-clothed old ghost? Before we did it~www.wuxiahere.com~you surrounded him for an indefinitely long time, and he didn't die that way. Do you think we can kill him if we don't take action?"

The corner of Li Ba's mouth mocked.

People who didn't know the situation looked at each other with question marks on their faces.

How come Gan Wuji, Li Ba and others were all brought out by the blood-clothed old ghost?

The question is how can a group of people come out by one person.

Even if there is a fight between the two sides, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Seeing that he aroused everyone's curiosity, Li Ba added fuel and jealousy: "This blood-clothed old ghost is protected by a peerless spirit treasure. I guess there are not many people in this world who can kill him. Are you worthy?"

Gan Wuji wanted to turn back, but he also noticed that everyone's eyes were shining because of the word "Peerless Lingbao", and hummed: "That's right, we can't kill you, aren't you the same?"

At this time, the void fluctuated, and Emperor Qian appeared out of thin air, looking down at Wuji coldly: "What's going on?"

"Father, this blood-clothed old ghost has a treasure body. We have killed him thousands of times on the surface, but every time after killing him, he can appear alive and kicking. It doesn't seem to have any consumption, and this person is good at formations. Insidious and cunning, my son was tricked by him, and that's why he ended up like this."

Gan Wuji was extremely sad and indignant. He had never failed like this since he was a child.

"Can you be resurrected after killing?"

Emperor Qian was radiant all over his body, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but everyone could hear that he must be frowning suspiciously at this moment.

"I dare not lie, everyone can testify, including them."

Qian Wuji is extremely solemn.

"Emperor Qian, that's true, Ba'er also said so."

The void on the opposite side was distorted, and a braided man stepped out, wearing a royal robe, with a majestic aura.

"There is this mysterious treasure in the world, which can make people unable to die?"

Qianhuang squinted his eyes, he didn't think that the blood-clothed old ghost could not die by himself, it must be a foreign object.