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Chapter 135 The secret disk was robbed!



Chapter 135 The secret disk was robbed!

No need to remind.

Everyone present noticed something strange around them.

Maybe it was because he didn't move before.

Now as the formation was revealed, they were shocked to discover that they were in the formation. If they made even a slight mistake, they would be in danger of catastrophe. They all looked up at the terrifying giant sword hanging from the sky, feeling deep in their hearts. They were all terrified, but they were extremely grateful that they had not wandered off just now. At the same time, they also felt that the death of the Holy Son of Nantian Temple was not unjust.

That's what happened just now.

Whoever moves will die.

And they will definitely not stay still, so the death of the silver-haired young man is equivalent to indirectly helping them find a way out, so that their eyes will not be black and they will not know anything.

"Zheng!"

The aura of the Saint of Nantian Temple erupted as quickly as it restrained, causing the formation above to lose its target for a moment, but it was still in a semi-activated state, and would continue to come if you were not careful, which made everyone in the field look ugly. Where exactly did you come to?

This killing array!

It was too scary.

Saint of Nantian Temple.

If the Zen temple is a Buddhist saint.

Saints of the Holy Fire Cult.

All looked gloomy.

Even Chu Xun showed a solemn expression, frowning slightly, sensing the killing aura here, and the faint sword intention flowing in the air. If you use the chaotic sword body to feel it, swords are everywhere in the four directions. I mean, the giant sword hanging above is just a cover, and the real terror is permeated in the invisible void.

They couldn’t help but ask: “What place is this?”

Saint of Shenxing Sect.

The saint of Tianji Sect.

Old woman.

Old farmer.

They still don't know where this is?

The saint of Nantian Temple had a gloomy face. He had just lost a junior and was in a bad mood. He didn't want to answer this question and said coldly: "Who knows the formation?"

Several saints from the Eastern Territory looked at Chu Xun calmly. This man had shown good skills in formations when he was in the Jiang family. With his cultivation, he might be able to figure it out.

"Amitabha!"

"The old monk knows a thing or two!"

If the Buddhist saint of the Zen Temple chants the name of the Buddha, he also touches the front with one hand, condensing into complex symbols, melting into the void, and revealing another side under the seemingly calm void, with pieces of formation stones melting into the void. And linked into small formations one after another, they were connected with each other and turned into a huge sword formation.

If you want to break this formation, you need to break it one by one, starting from the small formation and then spreading to the big formation. The Buddhist saint frowned slightly and said to himself: "It's a bit difficult!"

"Zheng!"

Buddha's light shines all over.

In an instant.

A rune flashed past.

Falling on the formation in front.

"puff!"

moment.

It was empty all around.

The gloom that weighed on everyone's minds has also dissipated.

"Broken!"

Everyone showed joy.

The old Buddhist monk shook his head slightly and said: "This is just the first formation. There are thousands of such formations. We can only take a few dozen steps forward, otherwise there will be a crisis!"

Saint of Nantian Temple.

Saints of the Holy Fire Cult.

The two looked at each other.

My heart sank slightly.

If we break the formation at this speed, we don't know how much time will be wasted if we want to get out of this formation. But considering that we have been preparing for a protracted war in the Eastern Region for decades, it won't take a few years.

However, the expression of the saint of Shenxing Sect changed. The Eastern Region Academy of the outside world was about to open. If we missed it, we still don’t know how many waves it would cause. But seeing that the way back was cut off, we could only grit our teeth secretly and hope that the remaining manpower of the outside forces could go smoothly. Open the Eastern Domain Academy.

"go!"

A group of people stepped forward.

Chu Xun did not move. He was also quite proficient in the art of formations. He could not be said to be at the level of a master, but he was far above the Buddhist saints. The method he just used to crack the formation was too brute force and destroyed the formation. With this kind of Even if the method of breaking the formation is feasible, there is no way that these tens of thousands of people will be broken until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse.

Slowly open your eyes.

The field of vision suddenly changed. In the void in front of him, not only were billions of flowing airflows born, but there was also a terrifying killing array. It was dominated by a huge array in the sky, supplemented by the remaining sword energy in the air. There were small arrays. The foundation is the birth of a huge formation. It requires certain skills and strength to truly crack it.

"go!"

A group of people stepped forward.

Then noticed.

Chu Xun did not follow.

The old man of Tianji Sect was stunned.

The saint of the Shenxing Sect also noticed and realized what Chu Xun wanted to do. A sarcastic look appeared in the corner of his eyes and said: "If he wants to break the formation, let him break it. Let's go!"

A person who doesn't even know where this place is is trying to break the formation. It's really whimsical. Instead, a group of saints from the outside know the situation here and even know how to go. How to make a choice?

"Chu...!"

The old man of Tianji Sect opened his mouth slightly, trying to dissuade him, but when he saw the latter's determined eyes, he slowly sighed: "Let's go!"

Follow the outside saints.

With the formation broken.

Keep going.

A quarter of an hour later.

Break another formation.

They stepped forward.

But the saint of Nantian Temple frowned. This speed was too slow. It took only a quarter of an hour to break two formations. At the current speed, he still didn't know how long it would take to break all the formations. He couldn't help but frowned and said: " Is there any way to increase the speed of breaking the formation?"

"Have!"

The Holy Son of the Holy Fire Sect stared at the Tianji Disk in the hands of the old man of the Tianji Sect with burning eyes, and said with squinted eyes: "This is a good thing, it is a treasure, it can be used to assist in breaking the formation!"

"Shh!"

The expression of the old man of Tianji Sect changed.

This is the disk.

It is the most precious treasure passed down by the Tianji Sect for generations.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha in the Ruo Chan Temple chanted the name of the Buddha dozens of times with his hands.

The man in silver armor.

The Holy Fire teaches the saints enlightenment.

"Roar!"

Three-legged Golden Crow.

Lion.

Black dragon.

They all stepped forward and roared, staring at the old man of Tianji Sect with ferocious demonic eyes. After a moment, the saint of Nantian Temple held the Tianji Disk with a playful expression, looked at the sluggish old man of Tianji Sect beside him, and mocked: "I had known this, why bother struggling? ?”

The old woman of the Goddess Sect.

Old farmer.

All are silent.

There is endless chill.

The inherited treasure of Tianji Sect was taken away like this. What kind of consequences would happen if this group of outsiders took a fancy to them? For a moment, they faintly regretted why they chose to go with this group of people. Maybe they would follow Chu Xun. It’s also nice to be around.

"Buzz!"

With the help of Tianji disk.

The speed of breaking the formation is significantly improved.

A small array.

Two small formations.

Three small formations.

……

For a brief moment.

Broke more than ten in a row.

Nearly twenty formations were broken in just a quarter of an hour. The qualitative change shown at this speed made the faces of the saints from the outside show a look of comfort. Even the face of the Saint Son of Nantian Temple who was full of grief improved a lot. .

The Holy Son of the Holy Fire Sect also glanced at the old man in green shirt whom they had left behind. Seeing that he was still standing motionless, the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up with a mocking look, and said mockingly: "The profoundness of this formation is due to him. Can a little saint understand this?"

The old woman of the Goddess Sect.

The depressed old man of Tianji Sect.

There are also old farmers.

They looked at the green-shirted figure who had been left behind by them, and secretly said in their hearts: "Perhaps, their decision is right!"

Exactly at this time.

Then keep your eyes closed.

The old man in green shirt suddenly opened his eyes after comprehending the formation.


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