Just when Qin Mu was thinking about how to take away the Kirin Heart, a man in black robe appeared out of thin air in front of the old man in sackcloth.
"You have done a great job. This is indeed the heart of the unicorn."
The man in black couldn't tell the difference between male and female in his voice. He waved his right hand and sucked the Kirin Heart into a green box.
After he finished all this, he slowly turned around and said, "I'll write this down. You Feitianlou must have contributed a lot to it."
The old man in sackcloth was overjoyed and said respectfully: "It is our honor to serve you..."
"I don't want others to know about the Kirin Heart."
Hearing the man in black robe speak, the old man in sackcloth clapped his chest: "Sir, please rest assured, only the four of us know the news. As for the other disciples, they don't know about it at all."
"That's good. This way I can save some energy."
The man in black robe smiled slightly, and then killed the two people in front of him with lightning speed!
"you……"
The faces of the old man in sackcloth and Elder Zhao changed drastically.
"Only a dead person would never reveal a secret."
The man in black robe chuckled and punched the old man in sackcloth.
The chakra condensed on the back of the old man in sackcloth and he roared wildly. He tried his best to block the punch, but he was also seriously injured.
"Brother!"
Elder Zhao's expression changed. He never expected that things would turn into this situation.
"Disciples, come immediately!!"
Elder Zhao dragged the old man in sackcloth away, while the man in black robe looked at them quietly, "You are struggling in vain."
"Array up!"
"Meet the enemy!"
Elder Zhao roared angrily, and the other fifty elite disciples also stood up and started holding complicated seals in their hands.
"It's actually an ancient battle formation?"
Qin Mu, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help being surprised when he saw this scene.
Ancient battle formations are only owned by some ancient sects or superpowers. Unexpectedly, Feitian Tower also has such a battle formation?
The men in black robes also looked at the dazzling golden battle formation in front of them in amazement, "You actually understood the battle formation left by the first-generation building owner? Well, we, the Butian Sect, also want this thing, a unicorn heart.
It’s an ancient battle formation, so my trip is well worth it.”
"Huh, you just entered the Volley Realm. Do you want to deal with our battle formation?"
"Delusion!"
The old man in sackcloth was furious.
As the owner of Feitian Tower, he is very eager to let Feitian Tower embark on the glory of tens of thousands of years ago, and all these hopes are pinned on this mysterious disciple of Butian Sect!
But now, the hope has been shattered, and the other party actually wants to kill people and silence them!
Even if he is a Clay Bodhisattva, he still has that three-point fire energy!
"Flying Sword Formation!"
"The sky-shattering giant sword, Ning!"
The old man in sackcloth endured the injuries in his body and released the spiritual energy in his body to the extreme. The other disciples did the same.
Dense golden light gathered from their bodies in mid-air, forming a huge sword. The whole body of the giant sword was golden in color, with complex lines condensed on it, and its aura was extremely extraordinary.
"Let me see how powerful the ancient battle formation left behind by your Feitian Tower is."
The voice of the man in black robe was filled with excitement, and at the same time, two chakras appeared behind him, and purple-black spiritual energy swept away from them in all directions.
"kill!"
The old man in Mai didn't want to shock the other party that he had double chakra at this time. He just wanted to kill this guy!
The giant sword soared into the air, whizzing out, and the surrounding air flow rushed in. The violent momentum caused the ground and mountain peaks below to begin to sway faintly.
This terrifying coercion alone is already unbearable.
The black-robed man's pupils shrank slightly, and he snorted coldly. A Coiling Dragon Spear emerged from his hand, and wisps of purple-black spiritual energy rose from it, carrying an extremely domineering power.
"The dragon goes out to sea!"
The man in black robe suddenly raised his head and poured all his spiritual energy into the Coiling Dragon Spear. Then, a phantom of a dragon appeared. The violent momentum was amazing!
hold head high!
A sound that sounded like a dragon but not a dragon exploded out of thin air, and then the phantom of the dragon rushed towards the giant sword.
Boom!
The golden giant sword and the dragon's shadow directly collided, and the terrifying residual power leveled the three mountains in an instant.
The man in black robe couldn't help but fell from mid-air, making a big hole in the ground.
At this time, the old man in sackcloth spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his breath was extremely weak. In addition to him, other disciples of Feitian Tower also suffered varying degrees of injuries.
"An ancient battle formation is an ancient battle formation after all, and its power can be so powerful."
The man in black robe slowly floated out of the pit, revealing a rather charming face. His fiery red hair fluttered in the wind, showing his arrogance, and there were flame marks between his eyebrows.
The old man in sackcloth said coldly: "This is just the beginning. The next move will send you to hell!"
After he finished speaking, his gesture changed again, and a huge sword appeared again. However, after the giant sword appeared, it fell apart in the blink of an eye, and then turned into countless small swords, sweeping towards the man in black robe like a violent storm.
And go.
"hehe……"
"It seems like I won't be able to deal with you if I don't show some real skills today."
The man in black robe stood in the air with a gun, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying.
After that, he raised the Coiling Dragon Spear high and released his hand.
At the same time, under the pull of spiritual energy, the Coiling Dragon Spear began to rotate rapidly half an inch away from his palm, gradually beginning to form a purple-black spiritual energy storm.
"This is one of my sure-kill martial arts. It's an honor for you to die under my shot."
The flame mark between the black-robed man's eyebrows was looming, and the chakra behind him erupted with bright light.
"Xuanyou Demon Spear, Bahuang!"
The man in black robe shouted violently, and finally grabbed the Coiling Dragon Spear. A purple-black spear light quickly flew out, crushing all the countless flying swords!
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
The old man in sackcloth kept vomiting blood. Although his eyes were lifeless at this time, his old face showed determination!
Fiery red spiritual energy suddenly burned from his body.
"Old man, how dare you burn your soul?"
The black-robed man's pupils shrank violently, and his voice contained a strong hint of fear.
The old man in sackcloth laughed angrily and said: "Even if I never have the chance to step into the path of reincarnation again, I will kill you here!"
The power of the sword rain blessed by the soul was even more terrifying, making the black-robed man's hands tremble.
He couldn't bear it anymore.
But as a disciple of Butian Sect, how could he not have something to protect his life?
The moment the man in black robe saw the light of his gun shattering, he threw a big black bell directly and used spiritual energy to activate it.
Boom!
The fire-golden sword rain all slapped on the big bell in an instant!