"Rumble..."
With loud noises one after another, more than a hundred palaces in the sky finally fell to the ground, distributed among the seventy-two mountains.
In an instant, the entire Zhenmo Abyss trembled, and starting from the Seventy-Two Mountains, thousands of dust and smoke turned into a huge mushroom cloud, and then rose into the void.
"The palace descended from heaven, the creation is endless..."
At this moment, the ancestors of various families hiding in the void finally couldn't sit still and started testing one after another.
What can I do?
Their power has just touched the outer reaches of Mount Seventy-Two.
"Buzz!"
Then I heard a buzzing sound coming from among the hundreds of palaces. .??.
At the same time, a powerful force turned into a golden light and suddenly dispersed, knocking back the ancestors who were in the tribulation stage one by one.
The landing order of the more than a hundred palaces actually corresponded to the number of steps of a certain grand formation, and they directly transformed into a grand formation. In addition to the shining golden light, it was also accompanied by the sound of some kind of avenue, which was particularly solemn and solemn.
Seeing this scene, the ancestors did not show much surprise, but nodded as expected: "As expected by our ancestors, this fate has no chance for us..."
"Forget it! Junior of the Feng family, if you haven't entered the palace yet, when will you wait?"
"Young master of the Ling family, quickly enter the palace to find the supreme creation!"
"..."
Following the orders given by the ancestors.
On the outskirts of the Seventy-Two Mountains, the juniors of all races who had just been torn apart by the Heavenly Palace had regained their strength and rushed towards the entrance of the golden formation.
Feng Wuchen raised his brows slightly, and also called to the elites of Yuanshang Palace: "That's it, come with me and enter the palace!"
"yes!"
However, everyone came to the big formation.
But something happened again.
"Wow!"
The formation trembled, and the golden light suddenly dispersed, selectively driving some of the monks back for more than a hundred miles.
"How could this happen?
Sample?"
"Is it because our qualifications are too shallow...and our cultivation is too weak?"
"No! The city lords of the thirty-sixth city were also blown out?"
"..."
Soon, everyone found the pattern of this formation.
Those who are too weak in talent and those whose bones are over 500 years old cannot enter this palace.
"How is that possible! I have been in the thirty-six cities for hundreds of years. Why do you shut me out?"
Following the sound, I could see the demonic energy rising to the sky somewhere.
It turned out to be a burly man eight feet tall, with a face full of unwillingness, and he rushed towards the formation forcefully.
This person's name is Mo Cang, and he is a master of the Yuanshen Realm in Thirty-Six Cities. Although his strength is not weak, it has been more than 800 years since he became famous, so he has naturally become the target of rejection by the formation.
Seeing this man so desperate for his life, everyone looked sideways one after another.
"This person wants to force himself into the battle? Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Haha... I heard that the skills he practices are special. Now he is only a thousand years old, but his longevity has reached the extreme. If there is no chance, he may not be far away from death. He has pinned all his hopes on this fate.
Now that he can't enter it, it cuts off his escape route!"
"Don't panic, let him explore the way for us first!"
"..."
While everyone was chattering, Mo Cang had already rushed into the formation.
Sensing someone charging into the formation, the hundreds of palaces seemed to be alive and let out deep roars one after another.
"Buzzing..."
The low humming sound kept coming.
Even the people outside the formation felt dizzy and subconsciously stepped back.
And at the same time, that
Mo Cang had already rushed to the center of the formation.
In an instant, his movements suddenly stopped, and his face showed pain.
He desperately wanted to turn around, but couldn't move, and could only let his arm make a mechanical creaking sound.
On his frightened face, his mouth kept opening and closing, but he was saying: Save me...
However, before he could say anything, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to ooze blood in the blink of an eye.
"puff!"
With a muffled sound, his entire body exploded and turned into blood mist that filled the sky.
But his sea of ​​blood, soul, and dharma were directly crushed by a powerful force.
At this scene, all the bystanders outside the formation were almost turned to stone, and their throats were constantly rolling.
That is a master of the Yuanshen realm! ??
In such a short period of time, he was crushed into a bloody mist, and even the scum could no longer be seen.
How powerful is the power of this formation?
"Unexpectedly...even the Yuanshen realm was killed so easily, then let's wait..."
Several monks who were rejected by the formation due to lack of talent showed fear.
They had just had the intention of charging into the battle forcefully, but luckily they were cautious and Mocang served as a warning.
If not, they are the ones who will die in the battle now.
Above the clouds, seeing the ink warehouse dying, a group of old guys' expressions remained unchanged, as if they were just ants dying in front of them.
"Haha... Ignorant child, even if we dare not touch something, you still dare to charge into the battle? You will not die unjustly..."
At the same time, those geniuses who were not excluded by the formation began to gradually enter the formation.
I saw Ling Ze, the genius of the Ling family, with a high-spirited face. He was the first to bear the brunt and turned into a white light and entered the formation.
arrive
In the large formation, almost instantly, he felt the pressure double, and his body that turned into white light was instantly beaten back to its original shape.
Although the formation did not completely reject him, a certain law within the formation still suppressed his power, making it extremely difficult to move.
Just when he was in this embarrassing situation of not being able to wait any longer.
A warm ray of light suddenly entered his body from behind, and then, a palm was placed on his shoulder to help him resist the power of the law.
He turned around suddenly and saw that it was Feng Baiyi who came to help him.
"Brother Feng..."
At this moment, everyone was also surprised.
"Why is Feng Baiyi not restricted by the formation?"
"No...he is also restricted! It's just that the degree of restriction is far less than that of Ling Ze!"
"I understand, the higher the talent, the stronger the adaptability to the power of the law!"
"..."
Seeing more and more juniors entering the formation, Feng Wuchen, on the side of Yuanshang Palace, frowned slightly and looked at the formation without saying a word.
The repelling force of that formation was extremely powerful, and several people in his Yuan Shang Palace were rejected by it, including even Yue Ye and Bei Qianqian, who were not too weak in heavenly capital.
"Oh... forget it! It seems like I have no chance of this fate. You go in first. If you encounter some good things, help me bring some!" Yue Ye forced a smile and said.
Everyone else saw that the two women were pretending to be strong.
After all, they, Bei Xun, Ao Xu and others all came from outside the Holy Domain, but they were the only ones unable to enter it. The loss in this was self-evident.
"Yue Ye has the power of the Demon Immortal Golden Scale. Although he is only at the Hedao Realm, his combat power is not inferior to that of the Immortal Realm. Why was he rejected by this formation?" Ao Xu asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!