Chapter 921 – Breaking the Great Formation with a Single Shot, Fighting the Four Paragons Alone
Chapter 921 – Breaking the Great Formation with a Single Shot, Battling the Four Paramount Saints Alone
That is a powerful “hurricane”, composed of cold frost and snow and the uncertainty of the birth and death of the void mountain pattern, from the distance whistling, fell into the sky into a white figure.
“Boom–“
The majestic aura swept away, the Great Luo Sect’s Mountain Protection Formation seemed to have encountered a strong enemy, buzzing and ringing, automatically forming a semi-circular light screen, with the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth flowing, implicitly containing the sun, moon and stars.
Below the “Big Luo secret altar” shook violently, dense low-level disciples in an instant fall to the west, can not help but be terrified.
“Buzz–“
The powerful Half-Saint pressure then fell, and even though there was a large formation blocking it, it still came down in wisps, pressing down on many people’s shoulders.
The thousands of low-ranking disciples who were already staggering instantly collapsed.
That person looked down indifferently, a white robe hunting in the wind, ignoring the large number of Yuan Extremity experts of all shapes and sizes, holy sons and daughters and host elders from the two sects and one holy land, and looking straight at Mr. Dongfang, Venerable Spirit Destroyer, and the Seven Degrees Old Ancestor, with eyes full of icy cold killing intent.
The phrase “old dog” just now was an undisguised insult and mockery.
Many people recognized him at first, Xin Zhuo, the outcast disciple of Da Luo back then!
He is a person is difficult to use words to deliberately describe, with “handsome and beautiful” out of place, with “unruly and domineering” seems not quite right, crazy, arrogant, he did not have half, but he is him, when he came full of murderous intent, he has absolute certainty, he decided to do nothing he can not do, such a person, he is a person, he will not be able to do anything. He decided to do nothing he could not do, such a person, on the contrary, is the most horrible!
Below the countless wide robes and big sleeves graceful and noble, outstanding talent, or beautiful and unrivaled or imposing geniuses and holy sons of the two clans and one holy land, feeling the unprecedented pressure, for a time, all the temperament, the face is slightly stagnant.
Xin Zhuo has not died and has returned ……
Quasi Saint!
Dao Zhen, Li Wuyou, Pavilion Master Xie, Chu Zongwei, Guo Father Li, Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Yu Zhugei, and many others who knew Xin Zhuo back then, their faces changed again and again, they really couldn’t figure out why Xin Zhuo, who was repeatedly rumored to be dead, never died, and now he was so powerful, so powerful that he was looked up to, and he was overpowering all of his peers and older generations.
Liu Qingfeng, Chu Sinniang, Nangong Qiantian and other division elders of Xuan Tian Sword Sect back then, their faces were complex and incomparable, unable to express the emotions in their hearts for a moment, whether they should be happy or worried.
To say that the most complex mood, absolutely when the number of Mr. Dongfang several people, destroy the spirit of the venerable and seven degrees of the old man violently looked at Mr. Dongfang, five years ago, Mr. Dongfang asserted that this son is dead, but why ……?
That Mr. Dongfang’s brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes carried an incomprehensible bewilderment as he stared at Xin Zhuo dead on.
Five years ago, he had squatted Xin Zhuo for seven whole days at the edge of the abyss in the forbidden area of the Holy King’s Well, why was this son still alive? Why is he still alive, and why is he already at a quasi saint cultivation level? Is there any reasoning in this world?
The large “Da Luo secret altar” is now plunged into deathly silence.
The dignity of the super clan was crushed to dust by this outcast of the year with a single word and a single breath, which is really a great irony.
Only that Xuan Tian Temple little disciple Li Fan, staggered up, timidly pulled the master Li Sujuan a hand: “He, who is he?”
A young man was so terrifying to such an extent that he had just said that the sky could be broken by the people in the Great Luo Secret Altar, but at this moment, he was silent under the suppression of a single person, which ……
“It’s …… Senior Uncle Xin Zhuo.” Without waiting for Li Sijuan to answer, Senior Brother Ning Yu returned in a trembling voice, his body shaking nonstop, desperately breathing like a fish about to die of thirst.
“He …… is Senior Uncle Xin!” Li Fan muttered with wide eyes.
“Xin Zhuo ……”
Mr. Dongfang seemed to have finally accepted the fact that Xin Zhuo was still alive and already an expert of the same realm, hissing, “What do you wish to do?”
Xin Zhuo laughed softly, word by word, spreading in all directions: “Did you not hear me? Or pretending not to know? Exterminate the great Luo, kill you old dog and exterminate the spirit of this old bald donkey, the gods come, also can not save you, I said!”
Although the words were casual, they carried a decisive determination.
The densely packed Holy Land and sect disciples below, their faces were unprecedentedly grave, no one could underestimate the determination of a Paramount Saint.
“Hahaha ……”
Spirit Destroyer Venerable suddenly laughed up to the sky, “Still young, even if you enter the quasi saint, how do you break the mountain protection array, these four quasi saints, how do you ……”
Words did not finish, the sky suddenly appeared three rounds of the sun, blazing dazzling, shot down ten thousand feet of light, people can not see straight, a thousand feet of golden armor God suddenly stepped out from the sun, the hands of the spear as chopping heavenly artifacts, hard to poke down, dozens of miles of nothingness along the way change, unfathomable.
“One of the nine secrets, mountain pattern enchantment ……”
This divine ability was beyond the understanding of the vast majority of people, countless gazes stared blankly, bewildered.
“Great Luo disciples listen to the order, add the spell formation!”
Instead, it was the Eastern Old Ancestor who leapt high into the air and ordered with a heavy wave of his sleeve.
“Here!”
Only then did the tens of thousands of Dala disciples react, flying to various places in a well-trained manner, including Ning Yu, Li Fan, and the like.
That Li Fan staggered behind Ning Yu and said in horror, “Why is Master Xin attacking the mountain gate? Master Xin is such a terrifying person, why would he ……” “Shut up! Where are all the whys?” Ning Yu scolded, “Feng Ze Bit, go!”
The two had just entered a wind-whistling palace with a large group of fellow disciples when a terrifying pressure and tremor came down, simply unlike what manpower could do.
The group of people barely struck out their true qi to strengthen the formation, and when they looked outside again, they only saw that the four Quasi-Saint Ancestors of the East and Spirit of Destruction had already wrapped themselves in monstrous Quasi-Saint auras, heading straight to meet them high up in the sky.
And that golden-armored godman’s gun had also approached the Mountain Protection Formation!
The tremors became even more intense, and a group of ordinary disciples turned pale as a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Li Fan’s pupils also widened, and blood slowly flowed out of his seven orifices, and his cultivation in the Yin Void Realm was like it had turned into paper mache.
“Enhance ……”
At this moment, above the surrounding palaces, Yuan You Rong and Qin Yuliu among the experts of the Zijing Holy Land, Si Ying and Wu Jiang among the Da Luo experts, Chen Fang, Bai Bu Qing and Ghost Zhizi among the Da Yan experts and so on along with a large group of lodgers, all of them leapt into the air, striking out monstrous amounts of true qi to fortify the formation!
Everyone vaguely looked back, feeling ridiculous, a single person fighting alone against more than 10,000 martial artists, the experts of two great super sects and a great holy land, pressurizing people to be breathless and on tenterhooks.
Had there ever been such a thing in the world?
The next moment.
“Boom ……”
The Great Luo Sect’s thousands of years old Mountain Protector Formation had been reset countless times by Mr. Dongfang, yet it was still unbearable, like a hemp pole, shattered by that golden-armored godman’s gun and spear in a single blast.
The clear and serene true qi flowed with the clear source of the Circumstantial Eight Trigrams Formation and dispersed with a whimper.
The entire Great Luo Sect shook violently, and a crack appeared in countless palaces.
“Ah ……”
Intense screams spread in all directions, and the ordinary disciples who had added to the grand formation were shaken to death by half of them.
“Boom ……”
The radiant true qi aftermath exploded high in the sky, like the sky collapsing, and the visions stretched hundreds of miles wide.
The experts below, such as Yuan You Rong, Si Ying, and so on, flew violently backwards.
On the ground, Da Luo Sect’s Li Wuyou, Chu Zongwei, Li Guoji, Pavilion Master Xie, and the others’ faces turned pale as they retreated back and forth.
Especially Chu Zongwei, Li Guo father and the others, their expressions were stagnant, their minds were full of images of the first time they saw Xin Zhuo this kid back then, how weak it was then, why would …… this ……
……
And high in the air, the east, the exterminating spirit, the seven degrees of old ancestor and another purple Jing old crone did not move, blocking the aftermath, just the face is all extraordinarily heavy.
Xin Zhuo this son of this strike, with the strength of four people, tens of thousands of Dala disciples added, but still can not stop the shattering of the mountain protection formation, when the mountain protection formation has become this paper mache?
And if not for them blocking, the following disciples dead and wounded even heavier.
A gun so!
That extinguishing spirit took a deep breath, coldly looked at Xin Zhuo, hissed: “You little thief, messing into the mirror and water moon, early on by the big man stared at, and kill fellow disciples, abandoned the clan to leave, collusion with the ancient race, earlier to kill you do not die, it is your luck, today do not talk about what to extinguish the clan, and we can not spare you! Kill!”
When the first rolled up seawater-like martial arts mountain pattern, a finger pointing out, the fragrance of the nose, the sky is a green vine red flower continuous growth.
Mr. Dongfang’s old face is killing, his hair is open, and he reaches out his hand to point: “When the time comes, heaven and earth are all in the same force, a scroll to calm down the flat life, Xin Zhuo, die to come!”
The Wudao mountain pattern curved around, transforming into a painting scroll of heaven, earth, and human landscape, surfacing with endless pale killing intent and golden light.
That Seven Degrees Old Ancestor suddenly sat on a lotus leaf, holding a sword box in his left hand, gently tapping it, the nine swords flashed with eye-catching light, leaping up, like a shocking sun shot, the mountain pattern tumbled and covered the high sky, sharply shooting at Xin Zhuo.
The last Zijing old crone, sitting on the ground, the body of the golden light, threw out a string of beads, the beads dripping circling, at Xin Zhuo head cover, shooting order people drowsy haze.
Four quasi saints, four aptitude martial arts, stumbling heaven and earth, intimidating the four directions, that is, deliberately avoiding the tens of thousands of martial artists below, but also let a person feel unprecedented pressure.
Then look at the “wild waves” in the Xin Zhuo, seems to be alone, but frank and calm, just look straight at the four quasi-Saint’s attack, body a quake, broken three door quasi-Saint’s cultivation monstrous up, a qi into the three yang, hand “cold moon” chopped out a sword.
“Ch-“
An ear-piercing sword roar resounded through the heavens and earth!
The sword’s momentum subdued the mountains and the sea, and three days and the curved moon shone in unison.
Void hollow hazy mountain pattern, endless plus.
A sword divided into four swords, all four swords are like a long river hanging in the air, mighty and incomparable!
(End of chapter)