Chapter 147
: Yinglong Phantom Comes Again, Breaking the Formation!
Chapter 147: Yinglong Phantom Comes Again, Breaking the Formation!
I'm afraid those present would never have imagined that they would see this legendary formation here.
Twelve capitals gods and evil formations!
Different from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is known as the first killing formation, the Twelve Capitals Tianshen Sha Formation can connect the evil spirits of the heavens and the earth, and summon the phantom of the Holy Emperor Pangu.
Destroy everything with half a step of Hongmeng Daosheng's phantom of Panhuang.
No one would have thought that this large formation that had disappeared since the end of the ancient era would reappear here.
But then, the eyes of everyone looking at General Temple became even hotter.
However, thinking that there seemed to be an old monster who had survived from ancient times in the General Temple, everyone immediately dispelled the greed in their hearts.
With the protection of such a large formation, not to mention that the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum is only allowed to enter by cultivators below the Taiji realm.
Even in today's world, almost no one can break this formation.
"Junior, I will give you one last chance, leave quickly!"
The voice in the General Temple sounded again.
Lu Xing stood in the void, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a sword, pointing directly at the Temple of the General, and said with a faint smile.
"Senior, don't worry, I'll come in and have a good chat with you later."
"Hmph, arrogant!"
The presence in the General Temple is beyond words.
Twelve bronze terracotta warriors and horses held weapons and roared to the sky.
The shadows of the twelve ancient gods standing on top of the sky also shouted loudly.
The evil formation of the gods in the twelve capitals was fully activated, and a wild and ancient atmosphere began to fill the secret realm of the imperial tomb.
Everywhere in the secret realm, countless Tianjiao raised their heads and looked at the phantoms of the twelve ancient gods, whose heights were as tall as the sky.
In the eyes, there is a look of horror.
"upbraid!"
With a loud shout, the entire secret space boiled, the clouds collapsed, and the void shattered!
The phantoms of the twelve ancient gods shot together, and the brilliance gathered together, like a giant axe, splitting the chaos and cutting off nothingness.
The light and shadow of the giant ax fell on the landing row.
Such a powerful and extremely powerful move, even a real dragon in the Tai Chi realm, probably couldn't resist it, and his body was crushed by the light and shadow of the giant axe.
"In the secret realm of the imperial tomb, there is such a terrifying power!?"
The Tianjiao people outside the plain trembled with fear when they saw the light and shadow of the giant ax transformed by the evil formation of the gods of the twelve capitals.
Even the arrogant Tianjiao on weekdays only felt powerless at the moment.
Although they didn't know who was under the light and shadow of the great axe, they believed that absolutely no one could survive this blow.
But the fact is not the case.
Lu Xingdang held the sword in his hand, and his pupils suddenly became dark and gray.
It seems that chaos is surging, and nothingness is naturalized.
The power of Taixuan's chaotic body exploded, and his blood was surging to the sky. The chaotic air swept across the world, and everything around him disappeared into nothingness.
The golden elixir in the body blooms with boundless golden light, and the majestic rhyme of heaven and dao manifests the motto of 49 gods.
Like the stars supporting the moon, flying around the landing line.
In an instant, Lu Xing's aura rose to the point where all the arrogances were shocked.
However, even so, everyone is still not optimistic about Lu Xing.
"Although Lu Xing's strength is very strong, it is still difficult to resist in the face of this large formation." You Tianjiao sighed.
"Junior, your talent and strength are indeed amazing, but you are still too young to block this move!"
The voice of the presence in the general's temple was incomparably indifferent.
"Brother!" Lu Xueyan pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, her pretty face was tense, and her big eyes did not hide her nervousness.
"You are not the kind of arrogant and ignorant person, so how will you solve this desperate situation now..."
Liu Yuehan stared at Lu Xing's back with wonderful eyes.
"Then, keep your eyes open to see clearly how I broke through this large formation."
There was a sneer on the corner of Lu Xing's mouth.
The next moment, Lu Xing pointed his sword straight at the sky, and the surging spiritual power in his body was fully mobilized.
Moan————!
With a dragon roar, the sky collapsed.
The dragon wings spread lightly, and the bright golden light shone on the dome.
Savage.
ancient.
majesty.
One of the four great dragons, the ancient dragon emperor, the representative of the strongest fighting power of the dragon clan.
Yinglong phantom, come!
The majestic dragon's body squeezed the sky and the galaxy, and the boundless void couldn't hold Yinglong's body.
The golden eyes are like two big suns, hanging high above the nine heavens, reflecting the long river of time.
The majestic and terrifying dragon's power broke away the coercion of the twelve capitals' gods and gods, exuding the power to make all spirits submit.
boom!
The phantom of Yinglong summoned by Yingtianlonghuangjian emerged, and the space in the secret realm of the imperial tomb suddenly boiled.
Originally, due to the lack of aura, the space of the secret realm was not as stable as it was in its heyday.
The appearance of the Twelve Capitals before, the gods and demons, has already brought the secret space to the limit.
At this moment, with the manifestation of Yinglong's phantom, the space in the secret realm of the Imperial Mausoleum suddenly became unbearable.
The existence in the General's Temple also feels a little bad, but at this time, it can't stop.
The light and shadow of the giant ax fell on the landing row.
The collision with that Yinglong phantom is inevitable.
Deep in the secret realm of the imperial tomb, a majestic and vast palace, like the residence of a god king, stands above the sky, suppressing the entire secret realm of the imperial tomb.
With the emergence of the Twelve Capitals' gods' formation and Yinglong's phantom, a certain consciousness in this palace finally woke up from its slumber.
The moment he woke up, he immediately understood everything that happened in the secret realm at this time.
Facing the existence in the General Temple, he issued an order.
"Shoot with all your strength, don't worry about it."
The existence in the general's temple was hesitating whether to stop, but after receiving this order, they were immediately relieved.
"The end will follow the order!"
Lu Xing didn't know what was going on in the General's Temple, so facing the light and shadow of the huge ax falling on his head, he swung his sword and slashed horizontally.
boom!
The attacks of Lu Xing and the Twelve Capitals' gods and demon formations finally collided.
In an instant, the entire secret realm fell into a strange silence.
Only the phantoms of the twelve ancient gods on the dome of heaven, the light and shadow of the giant axe, and the phantom of Yinglong were entangled together, colliding, breaking and annihilating each other.
After a few breaths, the loud noise that shook the world just swept out.
Seeing the unfavorable Tianjiao, such as Liu Yuehan, moved quickly and fled towards the distance.
The next moment, the burst of spiritual energy fluctuated, almost digging more than one foot into the ground.
Annihilate all the soil, grass and rocks on the entire plain and turn them into dust.
Some Tianjiao who had no time to escape on the plain were directly hit hard.
Tianjiao, who had already lost some of his protective treasures, died directly on the spot.
In the sky of the secret realm, starting from the plain, countless dark cracks began to spread out.
The palace in the center of the secret realm trembled slightly, and a dark golden light gushed out.
In an instant, all those space cracks were erased, and by the way, the spiritual energy fluctuations that were still raging were defeated by the suppression.
Lu Xing raised his head and looked towards the center of the secret realm, his eyes were deep and calm.
On the scorched earth beneath his feet, there were countless bronze fragments emitting a glow, scattered all around.
The gods of the Twelve Capitals are shattering formations, break the formations!
The second is about eleven o'clock
(End of this chapter)
I'm afraid those present would never have imagined that they would see this legendary formation here.
Twelve capitals gods and evil formations!
Different from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is known as the first killing formation, the Twelve Capitals Tianshen Sha Formation can connect the evil spirits of the heavens and the earth, and summon the phantom of the Holy Emperor Pangu.
Destroy everything with half a step of Hongmeng Daosheng's phantom of Panhuang.
No one would have thought that this large formation that had disappeared since the end of the ancient era would reappear here.
But then, the eyes of everyone looking at General Temple became even hotter.
However, thinking that there seemed to be an old monster who had survived from ancient times in the General Temple, everyone immediately dispelled the greed in their hearts.
With the protection of such a large formation, not to mention that the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum is only allowed to enter by cultivators below the Taiji realm.
Even in today's world, almost no one can break this formation.
"Junior, I will give you one last chance, leave quickly!"
The voice in the General Temple sounded again.
Lu Xing stood in the void, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a sword, pointing directly at the Temple of the General, and said with a faint smile.
"Senior, don't worry, I'll come in and have a good chat with you later."
"Hmph, arrogant!"
The presence in the General Temple is beyond words.
Twelve bronze terracotta warriors and horses held weapons and roared to the sky.
The shadows of the twelve ancient gods standing on top of the sky also shouted loudly.
The evil formation of the gods in the twelve capitals was fully activated, and a wild and ancient atmosphere began to fill the secret realm of the imperial tomb.
Everywhere in the secret realm, countless Tianjiao raised their heads and looked at the phantoms of the twelve ancient gods, whose heights were as tall as the sky.
In the eyes, there is a look of horror.
"upbraid!"
With a loud shout, the entire secret space boiled, the clouds collapsed, and the void shattered!
The phantoms of the twelve ancient gods shot together, and the brilliance gathered together, like a giant axe, splitting the chaos and cutting off nothingness.
The light and shadow of the giant ax fell on the landing row.
Such a powerful and extremely powerful move, even a real dragon in the Tai Chi realm, probably couldn't resist it, and his body was crushed by the light and shadow of the giant axe.
"In the secret realm of the imperial tomb, there is such a terrifying power!?"
The Tianjiao people outside the plain trembled with fear when they saw the light and shadow of the giant ax transformed by the evil formation of the gods of the twelve capitals.
Even the arrogant Tianjiao on weekdays only felt powerless at the moment.
Although they didn't know who was under the light and shadow of the great axe, they believed that absolutely no one could survive this blow.
But the fact is not the case.
Lu Xingdang held the sword in his hand, and his pupils suddenly became dark and gray.
It seems that chaos is surging, and nothingness is naturalized.
The power of Taixuan's chaotic body exploded, and his blood was surging to the sky. The chaotic air swept across the world, and everything around him disappeared into nothingness.
The golden elixir in the body blooms with boundless golden light, and the majestic rhyme of heaven and dao manifests the motto of 49 gods.
Like the stars supporting the moon, flying around the landing line.
In an instant, Lu Xing's aura rose to the point where all the arrogances were shocked.
However, even so, everyone is still not optimistic about Lu Xing.
"Although Lu Xing's strength is very strong, it is still difficult to resist in the face of this large formation." You Tianjiao sighed.
"Junior, your talent and strength are indeed amazing, but you are still too young to block this move!"
The voice of the presence in the general's temple was incomparably indifferent.
"Brother!" Lu Xueyan pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, her pretty face was tense, and her big eyes did not hide her nervousness.
"You are not the kind of arrogant and ignorant person, so how will you solve this desperate situation now..."
Liu Yuehan stared at Lu Xing's back with wonderful eyes.
"Then, keep your eyes open to see clearly how I broke through this large formation."
There was a sneer on the corner of Lu Xing's mouth.
The next moment, Lu Xing pointed his sword straight at the sky, and the surging spiritual power in his body was fully mobilized.
Moan————!
With a dragon roar, the sky collapsed.
The dragon wings spread lightly, and the bright golden light shone on the dome.
Savage.
ancient.
majesty.
One of the four great dragons, the ancient dragon emperor, the representative of the strongest fighting power of the dragon clan.
Yinglong phantom, come!
The majestic dragon's body squeezed the sky and the galaxy, and the boundless void couldn't hold Yinglong's body.
The golden eyes are like two big suns, hanging high above the nine heavens, reflecting the long river of time.
The majestic and terrifying dragon's power broke away the coercion of the twelve capitals' gods and gods, exuding the power to make all spirits submit.
boom!
The phantom of Yinglong summoned by Yingtianlonghuangjian emerged, and the space in the secret realm of the imperial tomb suddenly boiled.
Originally, due to the lack of aura, the space of the secret realm was not as stable as it was in its heyday.
The appearance of the Twelve Capitals before, the gods and demons, has already brought the secret space to the limit.
At this moment, with the manifestation of Yinglong's phantom, the space in the secret realm of the Imperial Mausoleum suddenly became unbearable.
The existence in the General's Temple also feels a little bad, but at this time, it can't stop.
The light and shadow of the giant ax fell on the landing row.
The collision with that Yinglong phantom is inevitable.
Deep in the secret realm of the imperial tomb, a majestic and vast palace, like the residence of a god king, stands above the sky, suppressing the entire secret realm of the imperial tomb.
With the emergence of the Twelve Capitals' gods' formation and Yinglong's phantom, a certain consciousness in this palace finally woke up from its slumber.
The moment he woke up, he immediately understood everything that happened in the secret realm at this time.
Facing the existence in the General Temple, he issued an order.
"Shoot with all your strength, don't worry about it."
The existence in the general's temple was hesitating whether to stop, but after receiving this order, they were immediately relieved.
"The end will follow the order!"
Lu Xing didn't know what was going on in the General's Temple, so facing the light and shadow of the huge ax falling on his head, he swung his sword and slashed horizontally.
boom!
The attacks of Lu Xing and the Twelve Capitals' gods and demon formations finally collided.
In an instant, the entire secret realm fell into a strange silence.
Only the phantoms of the twelve ancient gods on the dome of heaven, the light and shadow of the giant axe, and the phantom of Yinglong were entangled together, colliding, breaking and annihilating each other.
After a few breaths, the loud noise that shook the world just swept out.
Seeing the unfavorable Tianjiao, such as Liu Yuehan, moved quickly and fled towards the distance.
The next moment, the burst of spiritual energy fluctuated, almost digging more than one foot into the ground.
Annihilate all the soil, grass and rocks on the entire plain and turn them into dust.
Some Tianjiao who had no time to escape on the plain were directly hit hard.
Tianjiao, who had already lost some of his protective treasures, died directly on the spot.
In the sky of the secret realm, starting from the plain, countless dark cracks began to spread out.
The palace in the center of the secret realm trembled slightly, and a dark golden light gushed out.
In an instant, all those space cracks were erased, and by the way, the spiritual energy fluctuations that were still raging were defeated by the suppression.
Lu Xing raised his head and looked towards the center of the secret realm, his eyes were deep and calm.
On the scorched earth beneath his feet, there were countless bronze fragments emitting a glow, scattered all around.
The gods of the Twelve Capitals are shattering formations, break the formations!
The second is about eleven o'clock
(End of this chapter)