Chapter 627: Accommodating Formation Masters

Whether it is the Immortal Killing Nail or the Blazing Kongtong Formation, they are deadly means to human immortals. The Immortal-killing Nail can kill peak immortals, even though the four of them are still weak in cultivation, they can already mobilize 50% of the power of the Immortal-killing Nail together.

Even so.

It is also enough to obliterate a Eight-patterned Immortal!

The Blazing Kongtong Formation is also extremely lethal, it is a high-grade Xuan-level large formation, coupled with the control of a formation master with extremely high attainments in formation techniques, even Jiuwen Immortals can kill it.

Boom!

The clouds twisted and the earth capsized.

This explosion fully set off a hundred-foot-high air wave, and the heat wave caused the air to expand again, causing continuous aftermath. Fearing that they would not be able to kill Lin Lang, the other Tianjiao attracted a lot of precious talisman seals and shot in the direction of Lin Lang who was shrouded in destructive energy.

The continuous explosion lasted for half an hour before dissipating. "He should be completely dead now." Jian Hongfei stared at the direction of the explosion and said to himself.

...

Outside.

Lin Lang used You Ye movement technique to step forward in one step, the surrounding space was distorted, and he was outside the formation in the blink of an eye.

You Ye's movement technique claims to be able to ignore all formations and walk freely through the formations. Although Lin Lang's cultivation base is still weak, using Youye's movement technique is more than enough to pass through a high-grade mysterious formation.

"Come out, you can't hide."

Lin Lang stood upright, and calmly pointed his finger forward. The Blazing Kongtong Formation immediately fluctuated for a moment, and a figure appeared, stepped out hurriedly with staggering steps, and appeared in front of Lin Lang.

The person who appeared in front of him was an old man wearing a white cloth long gown, his cultivation level was not ordinary, he had already reached the level of Eight-patterned Immortal.

This person is called Bei Tingyuan, and he is an elder guest of the Zhenwu Sect. After receiving Jian Hongfei's notice, he quickly descended into the Abyss of Meteor Sword, and started to arrange a killing array with the seven sons of Kunxu.

"The cultivation level of a mere Sanwen Immortal can actually break through my formation. The seven sons of Kunxu are really inferior to each other." Bei Tingyuan frowned, and looked at Lin Lang with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He really couldn't figure out what method Lin Lang used to come to the outside world without destroying the Blazing Kongtong Formation.

Lin Lang didn't answer, and raised his hand to make a seal. In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds, and thunder rolled, and dozens of divine thunders bombarded towards Beitingyuan.

"It's such a tyrannical combat power, I'm afraid ordinary Qiwen immortals can't stop it, no wonder even juniors like the Seven Sons of Kunxu have suffered in his hands one after another." Bei Tingyuan's face was serious, he stepped on the void, and waved across the sky A screen appeared to block all the divine thunders.

Formation masters mainly attack formations. In comparison, martial arts cultivation has always been their weak point, and their actual combat ability is not strong. Although this is the case, after all, Beitingyuan's cultivation level is there, even if he is not good at fighting, it is far from being comparable to Qiwen Immortal.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged hundreds of moves in the sky.

Bei Tingyuan stepped back, his arms numb from Lin Lang's fist. Lin Lang's energy was like a rainbow, each move was stronger than the last, and Bei Tingyuan's big stride was back with his golden fist.

"Clear Sky Slash!"

Bei Tingyuan let out a low cry, turned his hand into a knife, and slashed straight down, the air was cut in half, and the explosion sound was earth-shattering, really like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

"Small tricks."

Lin Lang did not dodge or dodge, clasped his hands together and threw out a phantom image of a sacred mountain. At the same time, he gestured again and pinched more than a dozen hug-mountain seals. Towering mountains appeared continuously in his hands. He was like a peerless martial god. A sacred mountain was thrown out.

Sixteen sacred mountains roared out at the same time.

Most of the supernatural powers recorded in Jiuxiao Xiandian are growth-type supernatural powers, and their power after Dacheng is immeasurable. For example, the Golden Elephant Fist has a total of nine moves, and each move is more than ten times more powerful than the previous move.

The same is true of Baoshan Yin, the starting move is simple, can be repeated and superimposed, and after the completion, it will build mountains and mountains, crushing all opponents. It's just that Lin Lang's current limit can only hit sixteen sacred mountains at the same time.

boom!

Qingkong Slash only shattered seven sacred mountains, and the remaining nine sacred mountains pressed down on Bei Tingyuan's shoulders, smashing him into the depths of the ground, and the nine sacred mountains fell down, flattening everything on the ground.

After all, Bei Tingyuan is a Bawen Immortal, with extremely strong vitality, even if he was hit by nine sacred mountains at the same time, he still only suffered some serious injuries.

A moment later, the earth and rocks rolled, and Beitingyuan broke through the ground and rushed to the sky. But just halfway through the flight, his body suddenly stopped, not daring to move forward any further.

A precious sword rested in front of the far forehead of Beiting.

The sharp light of the sword pierced through the skin, blood dripped from the center of the eyebrows, along the bridge of the nose to the lips. Lin Lang pointed at Bei Tingyuan, and his tone was as cold as water: "There are two choices, either die or surrender."

Bei Tingyuan didn't dare to move, he had no doubt that as long as he moved a little, the sharp sword would pierce through his head immediately.

But even so, Bei Tingyuan just snorted coldly, and sneered: "Do you think a formation master at the eight-patterned golden core realm would surrender to a three-patterned immortal?"

Array masters are the most inestimable existence of true lethality. Sometimes they can kill extremely strong opponents across borders with the help of arrays, but their own combat power is their weak point. Sometimes even low-level monks can can kill it.

And such people are regarded as treasures by the big forces, and they are often full of pride. Even if they are forced to die, sometimes they may not bow their heads. What's more, Bei Tingyuan is an Immortal with Eight Patterns, how could he submit to Lin Lang so easily.

"By death, do you think I will let you die so easily?" Lin Lang chuckled softly, speaking silently in the air, raised his hand and squeezed out a formula, and shot a blue light into Beitingyuan

in vivo.

Bei Tingyuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly looked inside, only to find that there was an extra bluish-black air in his body, which was constantly swimming in his blood, and his spiritual power could not refine it away.

"What did you do inside me?" Bei Tingyuan's face was gloomy.

"It's just the Heart-Eating Curse, it can make you more peaceful." Lin Lang smiled slightly, and moved the sword between Bei Tingyuan's eyebrows: "As long as I read it, the Heart-Eating Curse will start running in your body, along the blood Flows right up to the heart and then takes your life with a bang."

"You are the heir of the heart demon!" Bei Tingyuan's pupils shrank. Xinmo is a murderous person in Tianmo Ridge, who has the power to manipulate people's hearts. It is said that he is as strong as an earth immortal, and he may be transported away by Xinmo without anyone noticing.

"I have nothing to do with him." Lin Lang shook his head.

"Could it be that you can make me surrender with such a despicable means? It's too whimsical." Bei Tingyuan sneered. Even if a formation master is defeated, his dignity and arrogance must never be trampled on.

Instead of letting him submit to a Sanwen Immortal, it is better to end his life first.

"The Heart-Eating Curse is not that terrible, but it's not so easy to get rid of it." Lin Lang smiled, and continued: "I know you have a death wish in your heart, why don't you make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"In three months, I will clear the Abyss of Meteor Sword, how about you listen to me from now on?" Lin Lang smiled.

Bei Tingyuan fell silent, flattening the Meteor Sword Abyss in three months seemed simple, but it was definitely a challenge for Lin Youye's identity. Not to mention far away, let's just say that Zhen Wuzong will continue to send strong men to come when he knows that the seven sons of Kunxu can't take Lin Youye down.

At that time, there will inevitably be some eight-striped celestial beings, or even nine-striped celestial beings. It is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to wipe out these opponents within three months.

I'm afraid even the Nine-pattern Immortal can't do it.

"There is one more condition, the premise is that you can walk out of the Meteor Sword Abyss area alive." Bei Tingyuan said slowly. He knew that at this moment outside the Meteor Sword Abyss, the Supreme Elder of the Fenglei Sect was descending in person, and he was determined to kill Lin Youye here.

Today's Meteor Sword Abyss has a powerful Earth Immortal sitting in command, so it is impossible for him to accompany Lin Lang to risk himself. As long as Lin Lang is killed by the Earth Immortal, Bei Tingyuan will have no worries and can concentrate on refining the Heart-Eating Curse.

And taking a ten thousand step back, if Lin Youye survived the Earth Immortal, it wouldn't be shameful to submit to him.

Bei Tingyuan thought that Lin Lang would refuse such a condition, but unexpectedly, Lin Lang nodded lightly and said, "Yes, then we will make an agreement like this."

He also valued the identity of Beiting Yuan Formation Master, and was determined to subdue him, otherwise the latter would have died by his sword long ago. To him, subduing a formation master is simply more useful than subduing a peak immortal.

After the words fell, Lin Lang ignored Bei Tingyuan, turned around and returned to the inside of the Blazing Kongtong Formation.

"It's this supernatural power again."

Bei Tingyuan murmured, staring at the direction where Lin Lang left. Being able to enter and leave the top-grade mysterious formations at will, such supernatural powers, is simply a natural nemesis for formation masters.