Chapter 2012 Destruction

"It's really a narrow road for enemies..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and the cold light loomed. ≧ 1Fiction ﹤≦≦≤≦≤＜＜≦≦≦≦≦＜

He has never met these people before, and there is no hatred, but he and Wanshengzong are in the same situation and cannot be reconciled.

And a few people said that when the King of All Saints Sect came to the city of Zhige, he would go all out to arrest him.

"Well, since the Wanshengzong wants to kill me, then I will give you a big gift."

Looking at the divine formation that was constantly absorbing death energy, Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and he thought of destroying it.

Originally, he didn't intend to destroy it, but since the Wanshengzong wanted to be with him forever, wouldn't he appear too weak if he didn't do something?

"With my cultivation, I can hold on for a while, enough for me to destroy this formation."

Ling Xian said to himself, although this formation was extraordinary, in front of him, it was nothing and could be easily broken.

At that time, the efforts of the Halloween Sect will be wasted.

However, there is a difficulty. If a few people stay here, Ling Xian will have no chance to destroy the formation.

"Although these people are the ninth realm powers, it is impossible for them to stay on the Death Star for too long, and they will definitely leave."

"As soon as they leave, I will destroy the formation, let the black light ball out of control, and maybe even kill two people."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, and then simulated this formation in his mind, trying to destroy the center of this formation in the shortest possible time.

With his two accomplishments in the array, he can also refine treasures with the array, and he is definitely stronger than the old man in purple robe.

Taking this formation as an example, the purple-robed old man took a hundred years, and if Ling Xian made a move, it would take fifty years at most.

However, if you want to refine the Death Star as a treasure, you can do it not only by relying on the two accomplishments of the weapon formation, but at least five ninth realm powers must maintain this formation.

Otherwise, even the world-shattering divine formation would not be able to stop the invasion of death energy, let alone gather death energy into treasures.

In addition, many fetishes are also needed, any of which is invaluable and rare in the world.

"Pity,

If I set foot in the ninth realm, I can completely take this treasure for my own use at the moment when it is formed. Now, I can only destroy it. "

A pity flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, this treasure is not only invincible at the same level, but also has infinite potential, and even he was moved.

However, he currently does not have the ability to use it and can only destroy it.

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame your Wanshengzong for being too domineering."

A chill flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, and then she simulated the method of breaking the formation in her mind and waited patiently.

"Everyone, hurry up and maintain this formation, we won't be able to stay long in this ghost place."

The old man in purple opened his mouth, raised his hand to show the pattern, and blessed it on the divine formation.

At the same time, the other five people also took action one after another to protect the divine formation with mana.

The Death Star is too terrifying, even if it is the Supreme Humanity Peak, it will not last long. Therefore, they must come here to maintain the Divine Formation every once in a while.

"It's no wonder that the master of the battle hall will personally take action. It turns out that the Wanshengzong is no longer available."

Ling Xian smiled, knowing that a few people would leave after maintaining the formation.

Then, his chance came.

brush!

The formation pattern filled the sky, the mana was swept away, and the six people shot with all their strength, without reservation.

After dozens of breaths, the six of them restrained their divine power and looked at each other, seeing the excitement in each other's eyes.

The black ball of light is almost taking shape, and it will not be long before this treasure of the same rank and infinite potential will be born.

"Let's go, come back in three days, then we can return to the sect with glory." The old man in the purple robe laughed heartily and walked away.

The same goes for the remaining five.

"The opportunity has come."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "If you want to come, Wanshengzong will be very satisfied with the gift I gave."

The voice fell, his figure flashed, and he appeared above the big formation.

I have to say that the old man in purple robe is amazing. Although he is only a grandmaster, this formation is almost perfect, which is truly extraordinary.

Unfortunately, I met Ling Xian.

He has obtained the true inheritance of the first person in the ancient formation, and has set foot in the realm of the great master a long time ago. At this moment, he is the best among the masters, and it is easy to destroy this formation.

"One drink and one peck, it's determined by the gods. Since your Wanshengzong wants to kill me, how can you do it without paying a price?"|

Ling Xian's star eyes flickered with cold light, and when she raised her hand, the formation pattern appeared, and it landed on the center of the great formation without any mistake.

Immediately, the array of gods trembled, and in just an instant, the array's eyes shattered.

First, the gap between the purple-robed old man and Ling Xian was too great, and second, Ling Xian had simulated it several times in his mind, and naturally the formation was destroyed with one blow.

Without the suppression of this formation, the black ball of light immediately showed signs of disintegration, and the almost infinite death energy swept across the ten directions, terrifying to the extreme.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the supreme being who swept the world could not stop such a strong death qi.

Fortunately, Ling Xian was already prepared.

The moment he broke the formation, he urged Jiutian Divine Wing to stay away from the center of the explosion.

"who is it?!"

A roar resounded through the universe, and the purple-robed old man descended with monstrous divine might, his killing intent surged into the sky, almost crazy.

So did the other five.

They worked hard for a hundred years for the black ball of light, but at this moment they were destroyed by Ling Xian. This is like killing their parents.

"It's going to be a success soon, it's going to be a success soon!" The old man in purple roared, his heart was bleeding.

If it failed at the beginning, it would be a bit frustrating at most, but in three days, the black light ball will be completely formed. This blow is undoubtedly too big.

"Are you coming back so soon..."

Ling Xian's expression became solemn. He had long expected that the refiner, the old man in purple robe, would feel the moment when the formation was broken, but he did not expect that it would come so quickly.

This means that he is in crisis again, and if he is not careful, he will die.

"I've never met you before, why are you destroying my formation?!"

The old man in purple glared at Ling Xian, his murderous aura surged into the sky, and his suffocating aura was overwhelming.

"I have no grudge against you, but we are already on opposite sides."

Ling Xian spoke lightly and said, "It's rare to have the opportunity to take revenge on the Ten Thousand Saints, how can I miss it?"

"Who the hell are you?" The old man in purple clenched his teeth.

"Before, you were still discussing me, have you forgotten so soon?" Ling Xian looked indifferent, Jiutian Divine Wing was burning, ready to wait.

"It's you!"

The old man in purple clothes was even more angry and said, "Damn it, killing the four elders of my Ten Thousand Saints Sect, and ruining my hundred-year plan of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, I will smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

When the voice fell, he couldn't bear it any longer, raised his hand and slapped the sky open.

However, they failed to kill Ling Xian.

He had been prepared for a long time, so the moment the old man in purple raised his hand, he fully urged the Nine Heavens Divine Wing to fly out of the attack range of this palm.

"Wait a minute, the top priority is to repair the big formation and stabilize the light ball. Do you want to let Zongmen's hundred years of hard work go to waste?"

An old man in white shouted and woke up the old man in purple.

"Yes, there is still a chance, there is still a chance!"

The old man in purple clothes was excited, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, raised his hand, and the formation pattern appeared, repairing the formation.

The other five also suppressed their anger and used mana to temporarily stabilize the black ball of light.

This made Ling Xian stunned for a moment, and then she showed a bright smile.