"Great wind and thunder technique, sudden change of wind and thunder..."

Seeing dozens of mountains shining with golden light rising tall and straight, Shangque burst out a manic roar from his throat, interlaced his palms, and thunder burst out in his palms, growing and spreading, with great potential.

Even he can't control his anger.

The Great Wind and Thunder Technique is the magical power of wind and thunder, which is extremely destructive. Although it is still a bit difficult to control the above skills, he currently has no other choice to break through the third-level formations of the huge mountains.

Rubbing his hands together, Shangque transformed into wind and thunder and fled away from the light. Faced with the two-kilometer-high mountain that blocked the front and shimmered with bright golden light, he took pictures with all his strength.

"boom!"

The tyrannical force of the palm was enough to cut off mountains and shatter the void. It was so powerful that it was unimaginable. Feng Jueyu suddenly felt his soul shake, and the ground beneath his feet began to shake.

But this time, Shangque did not directly destroy the Jinshan Mountain. He only cracked the Jinshan Mountain into pieces. The mountain shook and still stood in front of him.

"What? Formation Dzogchen?"

Shangque took a breath of cold air, and with a fierce heart in his heart, he changed his hand and pushed angrily, and another palm force with the force of wind and thunder came down.

"boom!"

The world screamed again, and the indestructible golden mountain was finally blown away by the gravel he hit, and a hole dozens of meters long appeared on the mountainside.

However, what shocked Shangque was that the Jinshan Mountain had an altitude of more than 2,000 meters and stretched for several miles in width. It only made holes of tens of meters, which was not enough to collapse the mountain. This made Shangque unprecedented.

Showing an expression of disbelief.

The formation of Dzogchen?

Shangque is also someone who has studied formations before, but he has learned a lot in his life and cannot specialize in them all. However, this does not prevent him from understanding the overall power of formations.

The perfection of the formation means that when a certain formation is practiced to the extreme, the person in the main formation can exert 100% of the power of the formation.

In other words, Feng Jueyu has completely understood the third-level formation laid out by him.

The power of the formation was 100%, and the formation was perfect. Shangque felt like he wanted to cry without any tears on the spot. Feng Jueyu had such a high understanding of the formation, but he failed to realize that this was a third-level formation.

Ah, how did he delve into the realm of Dzogchen at such a young age? It’s really crazy.

"Feng Jueyu, come out here..." Shangque angrily cursed in the Tai Dou formation, and his roar could be heard very clearly by the people outside.

On Xianhua Island where the purple mist is steaming, thick clouds of mist cover the surrounding area. Under the purple mist, most people can't see what's going on inside, including Lu Yin, who has a genius status.

Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

However, there are still some top masters at the scene with extraordinary eyesight. They use all their strength to run their spiritual consciousness and focus the power of their spiritual consciousness on their eyes. They can see the situation inside half clearly and half vaguely. Several strong men stared in shock.

Eyes wide open.

"The formation of the third-level formation is perfect? ​​What a terrifying formation cultivation level."

"Now Shangque is in trouble. The Jinshan Mountain is actually so indestructible. Even if we use the wind and thunder technique with all our strength, we will never be able to destroy this formation in three days and three nights."

"But for three days and three nights, even if you go up to the palace, you won't be able to continuously use the wind and thunder technique for that long..."

"..."

Several powerful men were shocked and looked at one of the intact Jinshan Mountains. Above the lofty mountains of the Jinshan Mountain, a handsome man covered in blood was frequently performing magic spells in his hands. One after another magic seals came from his palms.

It spurted out, like mantras written down by gods and Buddhas, filling the sky and the earth, with golden seal words everywhere.

These words are composed together, and the scenery in the formation is blurred and changing, objects change and stars move, and it is magnificent; more than a dozen red drums in the sky continue to emit deafening, piercing magic sounds under the beating of thunder; at the bottom of the mountains and valleys

, the empty valley is cracked, the wind is blowing, sweeping sand and stones flying, and the mist is hazy...

The entire giant formation looks like the sky is falling and the earth is falling, without losing the unique beauty of natural changes.

Although they were standing outside the formation, they could still feel the majestic murderous intent behind the beauty of the formation...

Illusion formation, confusion formation, trap formation, killing formation...

Feng Jueyu has mastered this formation to such perfection that even if he goes to the top of the mountain, he will only be trapped to death...

"Unless he uses magical weapons, with two thousand years of accumulation in Piaohai Xianlou, and with top-quality spiritual treasures and magical weapons or even treasures passed down from heaven, he can destroy this formation in a devastating way..."

"But I just said that I only use a pair of fleshy palms. Alas, he is still too big..."

Around Xianhua Island, countless cultivators were whispering to each other and scratching their heads anxiously. After all, such big scenes are extremely rare. I originally thought that I could witness a duel between two masters. Who would have thought that Feng Jueyu used a formation to block most of the people?

With their eyes wide open, they could only see a cloud of purple mist, and they didn't know what was going on inside, so how could they not be in a hurry.

Fatty Shan was also running around anxiously, wondering where Mr. Jun had gone and how was the boss doing inside?

Just as he was making calculations, suddenly, a figure appeared beside him like a ghost. The fat man looked back, who could it be if he wasn't Mr. Jun?

"Mr. Jun, why did you come here? I'm so anxious."

"We went to a very far place. After receiving your message, I rushed over at full speed. You are still too slow. Could it be that something happened to the boy named Feng?"

"I don't know either. I'm waiting for you to come over to rescue me. The boss is in danger now."

A trace of resentment flashed across Mr. Jun's face, and he said: "I told you to keep a distance from him, but you didn't listen. Single-handedly, can he defeat the Piaohaixian Tower that has been passed down for two thousand years? I really don't know what to say."

As Mr. Jun said, his eyes finally fell on the thick purple mist. It was better not to look at it. At first glance, Mr. Jun suddenly exclaimed: "Array?"

"Yes, it's the formation set up by the boss. He is fighting with Que inside."

"What? With Shangque? He really took the bull by the horns. He also looked at how capable he is, and actually..." Mr. Jun complained, but he said it halfway.

Divine power gathered in his eyes, and Mr. Jun suddenly saw golden light all over his eyes through the obstacles of the fog. This is not all, the key is that the golden light is made of extremely hard mountains, and Shangque is among several big mountains.

, attacking the mountain crazily.

The strong wind and thunder technique was used one after another, the attacks were aimless, and the gravel flew away, and the sky was dark, but the mountains were changing positions back and forth. No matter where Shangque went, there would be a mountain to stop him.

Que Mo Ming's attacks, a hundred palms, two hundred palms, were unable to shake the hard mountain.

"How...how could this happen?" Mr. Jun froze immediately.

The fat man was almost dying of anxiety and asked: "Mr. Jun, how is the situation inside? Please tell me quickly."

Old Jun's face turned red, he coughed twice and said: "Ahem, um, um, don't worry. The boy named Feng is fine for the time being. Hey, it's really strange. This formation actually reached the perfection of the formation.

It's still a level three formation, and that guy named Feng is quite capable."

Hearing that Feng Jueyu was fine, the fat man felt relieved, and then he laughed heartlessly and said: "Haha, what do you think? I'll just say that Boss Feng is extraordinary. You old man has always looked down on him. Now you understand why I followed him."

It’s him…”

Mr. Jun glared at the fat man angrily and said: "You, who is your father? If you don't stay with your father, you just randomly recognize a boss outside. I really don't know if you are stupid or heartless." Mr. Jun said.

As he spoke, he shook his head with his beard and said: "However, the man named Feng is indeed quite capable. Even Shangque was trapped by him. But don't be too happy too early. Shangque has not used the magic weapon yet. If he does,

Magic weapon, this formation won’t last long.”

The fat man was not worried and said with a smile: "Haha, Mr. Jun, you don't have to worry about this. When you didn't come just now, Shangque said that he would fight the boss with only a pair of fleshy palms. If he breaks his promise and gets fat, hehe...he

Don’t ever think about living in the overseas cultivation world in this life.”

"A pair of fleshy palms?" Mr. Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately said: "No wonder someone as powerful as Shangque is trapped inside." He said, comforting: "Okay, since the one named Feng is fine,

Then we'll see, I don't want to take action unless it's absolutely necessary..."

"But if the boss is in danger, you have to save me. If something happens to the boss, I will never go back in this life..." Fatty Shan said.

Mr. Jun shook his head angrily, but he didn't say anything more and turned to the battlefield ahead with a curious look on his face.

While the two were talking, time passed and they drank tea. Shangque's yelling and cursing voices kept coming from inside, but no reply from Feng Jueyu could be heard.

Most of the cultivators watching were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. At this moment, a purple beam of light suddenly shot out from the formation, directly passed through the obstacles of numerous purple fogs, splitting the clouds and pulling out the fog,

When it reached the horizon, a buzzing sound spread like ripples.

The powerful source of spiritual energy continued to spread, instantly covering Xianhua Island firmly.

The sudden change made everyone stunned. At this time, the unbreakable third-level formation finally wavered.

There was a huge tremor, and fine cracks appeared in the surrounding space. After an unknown period of time, a figure suddenly jumped out of the formation. It was Feng Jueyu who had been using the formation to face the enemy.

Compared with before setting up the formation, Feng Jueyu has not changed much. It’s just that the clothes on his body are soaked with sweat due to excessive concentration and extreme consumption. This is normal. Even if he uses the formation to fight against Shangque, Feng Jueyu

It is impossible to consume nothing at all. Instead, he needs to constantly control the formation and fight against Shangque with all his strength.

But at this time, Feng Jueyu's face was obviously full of unspeakable anger. He jumped out of the formation and stood up in the air, yelling: "Shangque, you are so shameless. We agreed to use only flesh palms.

But he used the jade talisman..."
Chapter completed!