In the west of Daxia, in front of the Great Heaven Formation, the Marquis of Triumph, the National Master of Golden Staff, the abbot of Du'er Temple, and the leader of the Eternal Night Sect appeared. The strongest men from the former China gathered together to break the formation...

On the side, the creaking sound of a wheelchair sounded, Meng Xuanji pushed Ning Chen over, stopped before the formation, and watched the situation quietly.

"When will you go in?" Kaixuan Hou asked questions and answers.

"Wait a little longer, wait until dawn." Ning Chen glanced at the blood moon in the west and said calmly.

The power of Pluto can only be felt when the moon rises. Even though Qianqiu set up the formation at night, there are not so many coincidences in the world, and there must be reasons they don’t know.

The leader of Yongye and others nodded. Now there is less than an hour left before dawn, so there is no hurry to be at this moment.

The night was very long, and the formation was opened from the extreme sky, and the day and night were disordered, and the time of the night increased significantly. The six people waited for an hour and finally waited for the rising sun.

"Let's go"

The stream of light flashed, and figures swept into the formation, covering half of the Shenzhou, ushering in the most powerful challenge.

The rugged and difficult roads are sank every step. As soon as everyone enters it, they dare to reach the suppression of the meditation body, and it becomes more and more serious.

"Be careful"

The expression of the Eternal Night Sect Master was condensed, his body was circulating to resist the power of the formation.

The abbot of Due Temple, the Jinbang Master, and the Triumph Marquis also condensed their energy and were ready to deal with crises that would arise at any time.

Meng Xuanji pushed Ning Chen in the wheelchair and walked aside, cautious every step, and his spiritual consciousness was highly concentrated.

The three-colored divine light flows all over the sky, using the origin of the divine beasts as the guide, gathering the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, gathering the faith of the world, forming the most terrifying paradise in the world. Even if the few people present are already the strongest people on the top of the land of China, they dare not be careless at all.

On the wheelchair, Ning Chen looked at the divine light flashing around him, his eyes narrowed slightly, without saying a word, and observed calmly.

This time, he will not participate in the battle, but he must concentrate on finding a way to break the formation.

"Miss Meng, remind me every hundred steps," Ning Chen said.

"Yeah," Meng Xuanji nodded and responded.

Walking step by step, one light after another scattered from the sky, the power of faith from half of the Western China continued to gather, far beyond the vastness of the Buddhist faith, pressing on everyone and struggling with difficulty.

Ning Chen calmed down and carefully calculated the changes in his pace and faith power. No formation could be perfect. The key is whether they could find their weakness.

"There is no one"

After walking for a long time, Master Jinshang frowned slightly. They were approaching the center of the formation and were still silent, which was not normal.

However, before the words fell, the void swept, and four flame gods appeared out of thin air, and the huge fist hit the sky, and the stones broke out.

The leader of the Eternal Night, the abbot of Du'er Temple, the national master of the Golden Staff, and the Marquis of Triumph Concentrates his expression, his palm condenses Haoyuan, and at the same time, he faces the fists of the four gods.

There was a loud bang, and the aftermath scattered, rocks flew, shattering and scattering in the air.

Meng Xuanji stepped forward and waved her hand to disperse the aftermath of the battle, so as not to let any danger approach.

She knew very well that Ning Chen's body could no longer withstand any turbulence and would never have any errors.

Four powerful people on the top of the world fought against four flame gods. Although their body was suppressed by the formation, they also had an absolute advantage. Before the blade was released, the gods had already scattered one by one.

The fire god general disappeared, and the aura around him suddenly turned, and the cold wind rustled. In the quiet low voice, the sound of clanging footsteps sounded from afar. In a blink of an eye, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers appeared, one after another, stepping in.

Seeing this Yin Spirit, the abbot of Du'er Temple felt disgust in his heart. He took a step forward, the Dharma seal turned around, the Buddhist holy light rose, and purified the Yin soldiers in front.

The Buddha's light appeared in the world, and the rumbling world was shaking, and hundreds of evil soldiers turned into ashes and disappeared.

Behind, Ning Chen looked at the dark soldiers who were constantly ashing in front, his eyes thundered, fake.

"Retreat a hundred steps" Ning Chen said.

Everyone didn't understand why, but they still followed the former and withdrew a hundred steps.

After a hundred steps, the distance between the Yin soldiers remained unchanged and kept walking forward. The number of black water torrents was shocking.

"We are trapped in the illusion of where we are."

Withdrawing a hundred steps, the pressure of the power of faith has not changed, and the limitations of the body of the body are the same as before. Ning Chen's eyes condensed and reminded him.

"Miss Meng" heard this, the leader of Yongye looked over and spoke.

"kindness"

Meng Xuanji walked out, waved her hand, and the gilded feathered trolled out. The five people urged each other, and the golden light shone brightly, and the sharp air overflowed. On the space, cracks appeared. The next moment, the golden light fell, and the mirror flowers and water and moon shattered.

The Yin soldiers dissipated, and the surrounding scenes returned to their original state. In the distance, the Eternal Night Divine Sect was vaguely visible. Obviously, they were not far from the center of the formation.

"Ahem"

After a depressed cough, Ning Chen's injuries recurred again, and blood spilled out of his fingers and dyed his red clothes.

Meng Xuanji was shocked and her slender hands condensed her body, so she wanted to suppress her injuries.

"Not now"

Ning Chen reached out to stop the former, endured the pain in his chest, and said.

Now, there is no other true energy in his body. With interference, he cannot clearly feel the suppression intensity of the formation on the body of the body.

"Everyone, welcome to the Jitian Formation"

At this moment, light gathered in the void, and a figure of a purple-clad fur appeared. Her young and handsome face was so familiar that she was the lord of the Second Palace of Eternal Night, Zong Qianqiu, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Who is on?" Master Jinshou said coldly as he looked at the figure floating in the sky.

"Amitabha, come here." The abbot of Du'e Temple recited the Buddha's name, stomped his feet, the Buddha stood up, the seal was pinched, and the Buddha preached, suppressed the evil demons.

The golden light gathers, the Dharma is solemn, the holy signs appear in the world, the Buddha's statue appears, the world-saint's true words are spit out, and the Lord of the Second Hall of Eternal Night is suppressed.

"Buddha on earth, you can only be a Buddha in the human world."

Even Qianqiu sneered, and the fur was moving lightly, and he instantly came to the Buddha's body, flipped his palms and slapped him, and his divine power shook the world.

With a loud palm, the Buddha's body collapsed, the Buddha's Vajra's indestructible body was broken, and blood gushed into the sky.

Below, the five people were shocked, and the Triumph Marquis moved, and the Yaoshi Army came out, and the mighty army dominated the world with one sword, and then he retreated with the severely injured Buddha.

Zong Qianqiu waved his hand and shook the sword light and looked at everyone below, his eyes full of coldness.

"How could he be so capable?" Master Jinshang said in a deep voice.

The lord of the Second Palace of Eternal Night has never been good at martial arts, but is skilled in magic. It is really shocking to have such terrible force now.

Ning Chen stood up, waved his hand, and the Dark Sword of the King started, moved, and in an instant, he reached the Buddha's body. He swept out with a sword, and with a loud bang, a drop of blood dripped from the Buddha's right shoulder.

Everyone was startled, but after they came to their senses, their expressions changed. How could it be?

With the severely injured body of the Marquis of Zhiming, how could he destroy the indestructible body of the abbot of Du'er Temple?

Ning Chen put away his sword, returned to the wheelchair, coughed violently several times, and it was obvious that he had just started to take action, which brought a considerable burden to his body.

"It's not that even though Qianqiu has become stronger, but that everyone has become weaker and their merits are suppressed, so there is this illusion. The situation is unclear now. Except for the leader and senior Kaixuan Hou, try not to fight head-on."

Ning Chen resisted the injury and reminded everyone based on his own judgment.

The Marquis of Triumph has brilliant armor to protect him, and his attack is limited, but the defensive will not decline much. In addition, according to his estimate, even if the cultivation level of the Eternal Night Sect Master is suppressed, he can still maintain the combat power of the three disasters.

"Why are you not affected?" Master Jinzhang asked in a deep voice.

"It's not that I'm not affected, but that my body is special and has the origin of a divine beast similar to this formation. The suppression will be less," Ning Chen said tiredly.

"Marquis Zhiming, it was indeed my biggest mistake. However, today we can make up for this regret."

Before the words fell, Bianjiang walked out, and his black aura was surging, and it was many times stronger than the last time he appeared.

Feeling the familiar aura of the former, the Eternal Night Divine Sect looked cold and the murderous intent in his eyes was overwhelming.

"You took away Qu Li's body"

"So what? She will be with me until death." Benjiang said coldly.

The leader of the Eternal Night could no longer tolerate it. When his feet moved, the magic sword of smoke and clouds came out, and his body was covered with lightning, and he was extremely angry and killed.

"You are too weak at this moment."

A sarcasm, Bianjiang held his hand, and the bloody sky cried, and the sword light was shining, and he was greeted.

The swords and spears fought, and they all flew away. The two of them were merciless and wanted to die.

Wu Guan is of the same origin. Bianjiang, who has recovered from his injuries with the help of Qu Li's body, has reached its peak in his cultivation. On the contrary, the leader of Yongye was suppressed by the formation and his strength was limited. Even if the Divine Ghost is in hand, it is difficult to gain the upper hand.

"Green makeup, lingering wind, it's your turn to appear." Zong Qianqiu said lightly above the sky.

"Yes, the Lord of the Palace"

As the words were heard, two figures appeared, the battle halberd and the sword light flew out, killing the young man in red on the wheelchair.

Meng Xuanji's expression turned cold, and she waved the gilded feathered throne in her hand, condensed Haoyuan with her palm, and fought against the two generals with both moves to ensure her life safety.

On the other hand, the Triumph Marquis and the National Master of Golden Staff joined forces to fight against Zong Qianqiu, the sea of ​​thunder was rushing, and the battle between force and magic was at the beginning.

The West is in a war situation. At the same time, in the east of Daxia and in the deserted city, two strong figures also face each other. The depressing atmosphere makes people unable to breathe.

"Swordman, you ruined my tower. Do you think I should take revenge?" Luo Xingchen said lightly.

Before the "Natural" Sword Pool, Mu Bai said calmly.

"Ha, that's great, Xinghengong learns about your martial arts."

With a flip of his hand, the star marks appeared. A simple and heavy bow appeared in the sky. The bow body was engraved with the stars, the extraordinary power, and the waves of air surged thousands of feet high.

Starting with the star scar, the light is extremely bright, and the moment the bow is opened, the wind and clouds in the nine heavens change, and the thunder shook the sky.

The arrow light came out, a thousand feet in one breath, and it arrived in a flash. After one arrow, another arrow came out, followed by the third arrow.

Chasing stars, chasing the moon, three arrows and one thread, breaking to the heart of the sword.

Although the Zhao family's unparalleled genius is still in the second disaster realm, its combat power is undoubtedly comparable to several of the Zhao family's third disaster giants. Today, they will shoot their bows and fight against the Myth of the Shenzhou Sword.

In the sword pool, the Chaos Sword Body cannot rise and fall. In front of the sword pool, Mu Bai raised his hand, gathered his sword intent around him, and the sword was silent, and the world was solemn.

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