Because whether it is setting up a formation or breaking it, it is a very complicated and difficult thing.

It is not impossible to break the formation in such a short time. A peerless powerful man like the Golden Winged Roc King can be broken with one knife.

However, although it is straightforward and simple, it has no technical content after all.

Not everyone can cultivate to the level of the Golden-winged Great Plug King.

Shen Lang is now fighting for speed!

Only Shen Lang, who has reached the pinnacle of his achievements in formation and has the silver eyes of the delusion, dares to do such things!

Breaking this formation within twenty minutes, and proceeding quietly. In the end, the protective formation must be changed to a restrictive formation like the "Evil Blood Demon Cage"...

Even Shen Lang is difficult to do.

Shen Lang used all his body and mind to break the formation, and sweat continued to flow down his forehead.

Time passes quickly.

As Shen Lang expected, Prince Dick could no longer hold on after twenty minutes.

After a few angrily cursing, the guy took a break and returned to Rakshasa City.

And Murong's clone seemed to have known during the conversation with Dick before that Dick didn't know that there was a human race like "Shen Lang", so he laughed a few times and left.

Leaving this large group of blood clan strong men in Rakshasa City kept cursing.

"It's simply outrageous! It's simply outrageous!"

In Rakshasa City, Dick was so angry that he almost went crazy: "Where is this crazy man coming out? What kind of human race is Shen Lang, but his cultivation is so powerful... He is obviously the ninth level of the quasi-emperor martial mirror, but why is he so powerful?"

"And the killing aura he released made me frightened!"

Dick was very frustrated in this battle.

And the more you fight, the more you become afraid...

When the pressure from behind was getting stronger and stronger, he no longer cared about embarrassment and chose to escape and ran to the formation of Rakshasa City.

If he continues to fight like this, he will definitely die!

The problem is, this battle is too inexplicable.

In front of so many blood clans in the entire Rakshasa City, I lost my face and haven’t figured out why!

I have never heard of the name "Shen Lang"!

The grudge between the human race, but the one who was unlucky was him, the prince of the blood clan?

Dick sat on the throne, his teeth were itchy and he had the urge to vomit blood.

Sudden……

Dick's eyes, who was furious, instantly raised their eyes!

The next moment, Prince Dick swung his sleeves, and blood mist swept out in the sky. He had instantly appeared in a secluded place east of Rakshasa City.

There, Prince Dima, who was supposed to die, was concentrating on fiddling with something on the wall.

Above the high city wall, there were constant flashing of inspiration, and mysterious spiritual array diagrams and countless runes appeared.

"Dima? No, who are you!" Prince Dick roared: "What are you doing here for pretending to be Dima?"

With his roar, the powerful men from Rakshasa City immediately followed the sound.

Just behind Shen Lang, dozens of powerful blood clans with huge aura gathered in the blink of an eye!
Chapter completed!